readx;? Xi Yao left Madame Fan's house, and for the first time she knew that she had another choice. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info She originally planned that after three years, Fan Chen passed away, she would not hesitate to choose to follow, even if he died, she still followed his steps. But Mrs. Fan's words seemed to wake up Xi Yao.

Xi Yao walked along the passage, and the sound of quarrels came from not far away.

"How can I meet you anywhere, you nasty thing! I feel bad luck when I see you!"

"This is the Dark Empire, not the Minde Mansion, you shouldn't be here!"

"Nonsense! My young master will inherit the throne, I'm here, why can't I? You shouldn't stay here, get out!"

"Dead girl, with sharp teeth, believe it or not, I took you?"

"Is your stinking rope amazing? You dare to touch a finger of me!"

"I don't move you, can I let others move you?" Rocky grabbed Qin Ling'er and walked out, "It's much more chaotic outside than here, the vampire world is in a lot of trouble, those blood-sucking vampires are rampant, their king is dead, just like a mad dog, just throw you out, grind their teeth, and moisten their throats......"

"Let me down! I swear, if I can't poison you, I won't be surnamed Qin!"

"Dead girl, you don't believe in Qin, do you still have my surname?"

"Vampire like a blood-sucker," Xi Yao repeated Rocky's words, chuckling in her heart and muttering, "yes, I'll be like that sooner or later, I don't know how long I can live, why should I have children?"

Xi Yao reached out and touched the hairpin on her hair, laughing at herself: "It seems that I was whimsical." ”

Xi Yao can imagine that even if she can survive until she gives birth to a child, she will still become a bloodthirsty tool, destroying her humanity, and finally sucking her child dry, isn't it a sin?

Xi Yao thought that Ya Chi would live for a long time, and pure-blooded vampires like him would not live long, let alone her Xi Yao.

Xi Yao lowered her head and said softly, "The vampire world is in chaos, what can I do, Yayan is still so young, Yayan Yan is a woman after all, Ya Chi, Ya Chi...... Why did you die?"

Xi Yao unconsciously felt a burst of sadness, she still didn't want to believe that a good person died.

"Ah!!h

A piercing scream rang out from Mrs. Fan's room.

People turned to the source of the sound, and it was Mrs. Fan's voice. There was a sound of orderly but panicked footsteps in the passageway, and they continued to rush to Mrs. Fan's house.

"Boom ......"

Xi Yao was frightened by this strange voice, she turned her head to look, and at the end of the blackened passage, she kept making a "hush" sound.

"Click, click, click......" came from the end of the passage, and it was the sound of feet stepping on the ground, and I don't know what would run out of the dark end.

What caught Xi Yao's eyes was an extremely ugly thing, an adult-sized head, no hair, two eyes like deep holes, unable to see the rest of the facial features, wrinkled dark skin, very disgusting. There is no neck or body underneath the head, only deformed limbs, sharp and small, and the two feet quickly switch and run from the end.

"Click, click, click......" It stopped suddenly, turned around, and faced Xi Yao against the wall, she was too frightened by this strange thing to act rashly.

There were countless wrinkles on the folded skin, as if it was wrapped in disgusting intestines, and one of the cracks suddenly cracked, revealing a huge crack with a foul smell, jagged sharp teeth, and it jumped hard, jumping back and forth through the walls on both sides, jumping all the way up, hitting Xi Yao's abdomen against the wall.

"Ahh

At the same time, Xi Yao's body fell violently to the right side and fell into the crook of the dusty arm.

And the disgusting monster kicked into the distance between the legs of the dust, rolled into the darkness of the passage, and then there was a messy footstep of "click", and quickly disappeared to the end, running away without a trace.

Fan Chen let go of Xi Yao and asked, "Do you have good-looking legs?"

Xi Yao was frightened by the disgusting and terrifying thing, and forgot to run away for a while, "So, what is it?"

"I don't know. But Fan Chen knew that if he came a second late, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Young, young master, madam......" The maid stumbled to report.

When Fan Chen and Xi Yao came to Mrs. Fan's house, they saw a terrifying scene.

Mrs. Fan was lying on the bed, the quilt was torn, and the cotton was turned out, and the bedding and cotton were stained with blood, and Mrs. Fan's abdomen was bloody and wrecked, a deep hole, and no organs could be seen that turned out, and the size of the hole was similar to the size of the monster that had just been encountered in the passage.

When Xi Yao saw this scene, she thought of the monster in the passage and couldn't help but vomit.

It turned out that the thing was the strange wound in Mrs. Fan's stomach, and when it finished eating the internal organs in her stomach and crawled out of Madame Fan's stomach, she whimpered for her life.

Then, not long ago, it rushed into Xi Yao's abdomen, and it was very likely to burrow into Xi Yao's stomach, and it seemed to like women's abdomen, what a disgusting thing.

Fan Chen also knew that the thing had crawled out of Mrs. Fan's belly, and if he had known about it, he would not have let it escape.

"Young Master, Madame has returned to heaven. Ling Shan cried.

Fan Chen walked to Mrs. Fan's bedside, and when he heard the scream, he expected it to be too late.

But saying goodbye in such a hasty way really made it difficult for Fan Chen to accept. He stretched out his hand and brushed Madame Fan's frightened face, the eyes that could not be blinded could not be closed, and what she could not see could not see, perhaps not her death, but the inability to see the future she wanted, not to see with her own eyes.

Ling Shan relayed Mrs. Fan's words not long ago to Fan Chen, and said, "Madam wants the young master to cremate her body, she doesn't want to bury it in the soil and let the insects get into her body." ”

As Madame Fan wished, the dust cremated her body, and the ashes fell under the bridge outside the castle, and the inquisitors stood respectfully on both sides of the bridge, standing on a long bridge, which was regarded as a long road for Madame Fan.

Her death has shrouded the Dark Empire in an even darker veil.

An ugly thing hides in the darkness, watching people's every move.

Fan Chen left the Dark Empire with Xi Yao, even if he didn't die in three years, he shouldn't come back here, he hated this place from the bottom of his bones, not because he hated the dark atmosphere here, but because he hated that his father had abandoned his wife for the sake of this place, and the place that the man was obsessed with, he Fan Chen was not uncommon.

As in the past, the departure of Mrs. Fan did not bring turbulent changes to this mansion.

Xi Yao rummaged through the Minde Mansion in order to find Fan Chen, only to know that there was a D day in the Min De Mansion, and she found Fan Chen sitting in the corner inside one of the old iron gates.

An empty room, with high ceilings, a boxy space, without any furniture or furnishings, scratches on the walls, traces left by the sword that had been wielded to cut off the "enemy", and some cracked stones on the ground, which had been wrapped in snow-white spider silk by spiders, stating the ages and deeds that had been done for a long time.

Xi Yao pushed open the iron door, and the rusty iron lock on the iron door slammed into the door and made a screeching sound, but it did not alarm the people in the house.

Xi Yao didn't know that this was the place where the young Fan Chen practiced, there were many similar rooms, he would walk into one every day, with the determination to win, the confidence to see death as home, all for his mother, to protect his mother, to become the only direction and motivation for his young mind to move forward.

Xi Yao walked to Fan Chen's side, sat down against the wall, and looked around, she couldn't imagine what this place was used for, but she could see that there had been a desperate struggle here.

Since Mrs. Fan's death, Fan Chen doesn't like to talk even more, even Xi Yao, he doesn't like to take care of it, as if his world is immersed in dead silence with his mother.

The young Fan Chen, even if he was covered in bruises and crumbling, still had the belief to stand to the end, and every time he cut the throat of the other party, it was evidence that he became strong little by little, becoming a strong man and protecting his mother.

But in the end, Fan Chen was an unfilial son. Not to mention that he has not returned for many years, and he doesn't want to see Mrs. Fan as unfilial, he didn't even care to protect Mrs. Fan's final stage.

Mrs. Fan was inexplicably injured and had a strange wound on her abdomen, but Fan Chen left her and went to find Xi Yao; even in the end, the ominous scream, whether he was calling for Fan Chen to save her or just wanted to see him one last time before dying, he had obviously run to Mrs. Fan's house, and heard Xi Yao's voice halfway and turned around.

Xi Yao patted her shoulder and said, "Sister lend you a shoulder, if you want to cry, you can treat me as air, don't be shy." ”

Fan Chen was silent, leaned down, and leaned sideways on Xi Yao's lap.

Xi Yao saw such a dusty man for the first time, unloading the perfect armor, he also has a fragile heart, even if he didn't ask for any comfort, but he is still a heart that longs to be appeased, longs to be touched by warmth, and longs to be understood.

There is a reason why Fan Chen chose to stay in this room.

He was seven years old that year, Ji Shuang's spirit sword was taller than him, he clenched his hands tightly, and used force together, but he could only barely lift a spirit sword, when he swung the sword, his arm would tremble unconsciously, and it was very difficult, he couldn't hit the other party, and every time he tried his best to raise the sword, but it fell short again and again, and the sword marks left on the ground and on the wall were all useless traces.

In that practice, he almost lost his life, and it was the only time in his life that he lost. He was still too young and his strength was very weak, he couldn't control the Ji Shuangling Spirit Sword, he was just a swordman, he was scared, but at least he didn't run away.

At that time, the blood flowed into Fan Chen's eyes, staining his vision red, he leaned against the wall, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, but he was powerless to lift it, the tighter the other party, the closer he got closer.

Fan Chen saw a blood-colored sharp claw, sliding down in the air, thinking that he would definitely die, but suddenly a person appeared in front of Fan Chen, it was his mother, and he took a beating for him.

Although many guards quickly rushed in and subdued the out-of-control beast, only Lady Fan was the fastest, and it was because of maternal love that she was driven to be faster than the trained guards.

At that time, Fan Chen secretly swore that he would never allow his mother to be hurt again, and that he had to become strong.