Chapter 820：

"I am... I am a father!!"

When the little boy heard the name "Dad", his changed expression and gaze immediately turned into a strong resentment and murderous intent.

His immature voice blurted out: "Damn!!"

Ye Fan smiled faintly.

In the palm of the palm, the dark flames spit out.

"what--"

The man screamed in pain.

Ming Yan not only burned his body, but also his soul.

In just a second or two, this man with a face full of flesh and alcohol, his body and soul were all incinerated cleanly.

Ye Fan felt the anger, sourness, and blockage in his heart, which was slightly relieved.

He looked at the little boy he was holding.

When he saw the color of death in the latter's eyes disappeared slightly, he smiled gently.

ended?

Do not,

Not yet,

There is still something to do! !

Ye Fan's eyes became cold again.

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Chapter 206 Returning the sun to the soul, subduing the shadow ghost [1111...

After Ye Fan killed the Sword Finger Demon and the drunk man, he could not help but smile softly when he saw the silence in the little boy's eyes disappear.

It's not over yet!

There are still many things left to be done!

Ye Fan's eyes flashed with icy brilliance, and then his eyes became gentle again.

He rubbed the little head of the little boy next to him.

The little boy looked up at him.

Looking at Ye Fan's eyes, there was a touch of kindness.

Ye Fan said warmly, "Let's go, let's see your mother for the last time!"

The little boy nodded his head, holding Ye Fan's big hand in his small hand, his strength tightened involuntarily.

The small dining room is also in the living room, with tables and chairs dumped everywhere.

The ground is full of sharp glass and tiles, as well as fragments of dishes.

The deep purple underworld surging in Ye Fan's body.

All the sharp objects at the feet of one person and one ghost were separated towards the two sides, showing a smooth path.

Ye Fan took the little boy to the woman's body.

The woman was lying on the ground, red blood like a snake was constantly flowing from her mouth and nose.

The thin body was almost torn in half by the sharp demon claws pointed at by the sword.

Only a little bit of flesh is left, connecting the upper and lower body halves together.

The red blood and various organ fragments, like overturned paint jars, were scattered everywhere on the ground.

The strong smell of blood in the air pierced his mouth and nose.

The woman's body is devoid of vitality.

In the eyes, it was already dark.

Don't look down!

There seemed to be the last touch of deep attachment in his eyes.

As if he was still thinking before he died, whether his son had escaped from birth.

The woman's fragile body was ripped apart by the sword-finger demon, and suffering such a serious injury, she naturally died on the spot and couldn't die again.

Even in the little boy's spiritual world, he still didn't see the last side of his mother.

The little boy has experienced such a situation a long time ago.

He knew his mother was dead.

His eyes were blank, with unforgettable sadness.

The little boy walked to his mother's corpse, fell on his knees, put his arms around his mother's neck, and lay on the corpse.

He felt his mother's body rapidly losing temperature and chills.

Did not make any hysterical screams, but the pale little face had already begun to flow silently, like crystal clear tears that seemed to burst a bank.

Click, click--

The boy's tears dripped in his mother's blood and organ fragments, mixed.

He hugged his mother tightly, as if he wanted to keep the last touch of the body's temperature as long as possible.

This scene of speechless crying made Ye Fan, who was fixedly watching next to him, very sad.

He sighed deeply.

Outside, people cannot come back from death.

But in the spiritual world, Ye Fan wants to help the little boy complete this regret, so that the latter can see his mother for the last time.

No matter how cruel the reality is, Ye Fan hopes that in the little boy's spiritual world, he can give him the last bit of comfort.

The underworld surged in his body.