Chapter 1495

The father and son looked at each other for a while, as if they were fighting. If anyone moved their eyes at this time, they would have given up.

I don't know how long it took, but master fan suddenly burst into a strange smile, both excited and unwilling. He lowered his sight and looked at the small arm long box on the stone table.

"Open the box and have a look. There is something that the father wants to give you." Fan said.

Young master fan also looked down. Without too much hesitation, he reached out and opened the box. In the box, there was the bone blade that young master fan had used to kill people before. But he looked at the bone blade lying in the box, and his expression was not a bit surprised, because he had already known what was inside.

"Master Fan said," use the method I taught you last night. After that, it will be your weapon. "

Master fan reached out and picked up the bone blade. At this time, the bone blade was just as white as snow, and there was no strong black air on it. However, as soon as the bone blade touched his hand, a chilling chill spread from his palm to his body, all the way to his whole body, which made his body tremble.

But master fan's voice continued to ring in the opposite, he said: "if you can't surrender it, then you will be eaten back and become its puppet. If the end is like this, the father will not be soft hearted and will directly end you. You should know that being a father does not need a son controlled by a weapon."

When Mr. Fan said these words, his expression did not change at all and his tone did not fluctuate. Even when he would finish his son by himself, he did not have much reaction.

It's like, whether it's killing someone or killing his own son, it's not something worth his emotional fluctuation.

When master Fan said these words, young master fan had bitten the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood essence on the bone blade. The blood essence was absorbed by the bone blade in an instant. At the same time, the chilling chill became colder. The cold young master fan could not help shaking.

Gradually, he could not hold the bone blade in one hand, so he could only hold it with both hands. Finally, he even bent down and held the bone blade in his arms. The whole person was huddled in a ball, as if he was wrapping the whole bone blade with his own body.

As time went by, master fan's body gradually stopped shaking, but there was a layer of black and cold things on his body, like frost, which became more and more thick.

At a certain moment, master fan was frozen inside and turned into a hockey ball.

However, master fan just sat there and didn't move. Even if the frost spread from master fan, the tip of his feet and feet had already climbed onto the black frost. He just sat there and looked at him motionlessly, without any help.

I don't know how long it passed, but there was no response to the ice hockey in front of him. Mr. Fan sighed, and his face showed disappointment. He raised his hand, which was full of black gas. It seemed that he was going to end young master fan who failed to subdue the bone blade himself, as he said at the beginning.

However, at the moment when he raised his hand, his hand had not yet fallen, and the ice hockey suddenly moved.