Chapter 509：

"Are you afraid?"

Ye Fan whispered softly.

The little boy leaned back, leaning against the wall, unable to retreat.

At this time,

Ye Fan, who was watching the movement in the wooden house firmly, suddenly froze, his eyes widened slightly.

Two lines of blood and tears flowed out of the green ghost eyes of the parents.

Tears mixed with blood, slid down his cheeks, and dripped down to the ground along his chin.

Click, click--

When the little boy saw this scene, the trembling of his body suddenly stopped.

There was a fierce struggle in the eyes of the parents' green ghosts.

The claws of the arm that Yaoyao grabbed kept trembling.

The pace is getting slower and slower.

The body is trembling and crumbling!

"Roar... go, roar... go!"

"Hoo...run away... son... son!"

Ye Fan suddenly heard that in the **** mouths of the parents, in addition to the non-human roar, there was also a cry full of hope that his child could escape the catastrophe!

Ye Fan shook the hand of the Soul Slashing Knife.

He couldn't wait to really be in the scene at that time, rush in directly and kill all those monsters and ghosts!

The mysterious figure exuding purple black demon spirit light beside him turned his head and glanced at Ye Fan.

In the dark golden vertical pupils, his eyes flowed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Looking at the scene in the small wooden house, there was a nostalgic color in his eyes that he didn't know how long he hadn't seen.

The hoarse and magnetic voice slowly sounded.

"This cruel, desperate world!"

Just as the mysterious person's voice just fell, a hysterical shout suddenly sounded in the cabin.

"what--"

The voice was immature and young, but the strong emotion contained in the voice deeply impacted everyone's hearts.

Very sad and indignant, desperate and crazy, depressed and exploded!

Ye Fan looked intently from the dilapidated window.

The next moment, his eyes froze!

The two demons and the ghost were also attracted by the shout of the little boy.

I can only see,

The little boy, who was leaning back on the wall and unable to retreat, suddenly jumped out!

I don't know when, there was a sharp knife in his hand!

puff--

puff--

Two dull sounds of metal entering the flesh, sounded clearly in the silent dilapidated cabin!

He was in tears, and he did not hesitate to stab the sharp knife in his hand into the body of his parents.

The terrible green ghost light in the eyes of the parents slowly dissipated.

The sharp minions shrank back.

The strength in their bodies was quickly lost, and they were limp. Just as they were about to fall to the ground, they were hugged by the little boy.

When crying--

A sharp knife fell to the ground!

Wow!

Click, click--

Blood continuously flowed from the bodies of the parents and sprinkled all over the little boy's body.

But the faces of the parents were smiling.

There is still a little hope in his eyes.

The father leaned weakly on the little boy's left shoulder, and the red blood in his mouth kept dripping.

"Fuck... well done, son... son!"

"Live... you must live!"

On the pale face of the mother, she exhausted all her strength to say the last word.

"My... baby boy, must live well! Try my best... with the expectations of mom and dad... live!"

Puff--

Puff--

The eyes of the parents quickly turned gloomy and dim, their eyes closed, and the corners of their mouths with a comforting smile, the vitality was lost, and they fell to the ground!

Ye Fan clearly saw the little boy's body and trembled.

Vaguely seeing those eyes that were supposed to have childhood joy and happiness, at this moment, they were full of despair and deepness.

In order to survive, he personally killed his parents!

The mysterious figure beside him was about to erase the picture, Ye Fan suddenly said, "Wait!"

"Behind, how is this little boy?"