Chapter 1814： Choice (38 more)

The figures of Nan Yiyi and Luo Yan disappeared in this forest.

And the thick and weird cloud of black mist, after swallowing the two, gradually dissipated without a trace.

The forest is quiet.

The breeze came, blowing the mottled shadows of the trees.

The stream is gurgling, ringing with dingdong.

Everything was restored to the original state.

It seems that nothing happened.

...

A black swamp spread endlessly.

There are gray-white reeds swaying in the wind.

At a glance, the world is vast.

Nan Yifan stood at the edge of the swamp.

Going further, he will step into this dark and terrifying swamp.

The cold and gloomy breath came from all directions, including him.

There was also a touch of blood and something rotten, which was disgusting.

Nan Yifan furrowed his brows tightly, resisting the tumbling between his chest and abdomen.

If it were not for Yuxing, he would never come to this place...

But now, there is really no way.

"Nan Yifan, the head of the Nan family, please see the head."

He clasped his fists in his hands, respectful and polite.

There was a cool breeze and the reeds drifted.

But no voice responded to him.

Nan Yifan continued:

"Nan Yifan, the head of the Nan family, please see the head."

It was quiet all around.

Nan Yifan hesitated for a moment, and turned off his clothes, and fell to his knees!

"Nan Yifan, the head of the Nan family, please see the head!"

In this empty world that seemed to have been abandoned by the world, Nan Yifan's voice seemed particularly lonely and helpless.

But he seemed to have anticipated this situation, just gritted his teeth, begging again and again!

From day to night.

From night to day.

He knelt on the edge of the swamp, begging for a day and night.

Until his voice became hoarse and he could barely speak, the reeds in front of him finally shook violently!

Pieces of white flock flew up and landed in the black swamp, and was quickly swallowed by the surging mud.

Vaguely, thick bones can be seen.

Nan Yifanquan didn't see it.

He just raised his head, his bloodshot eyes staring at the front!

The surroundings seem to have become quieter.

Nan Yifan's heart seemed to be held tightly by something, and his blood stopped flowing at this moment.

His throat was hot and painful, his body was stiff, and his brain was blank.

But at this time, he has ignored those.

Finally, a low and hoarse voice came.

"Nan Yifan? What are you doing here?"

Minami Yihan's pupils shrink!

Although the other party did not show his figure, hearing this voice was enough to make him excited.

He immediately said:

"Head, please save my son!"

The voice seemed to laugh.

"Nan Yu's line is completely broken, and he has become a waste. Even if it is forcibly repaired, he will at most restore 30% of his previous talent. You still don't have to spend more time."

Nan Yifan was like falling into an ice cave in an instant.

"Why, why can only restore 30%? The master has supernatural powers——"

"If it's an ordinary person, naturally it's okay. But the point is that this time it's Rong Xiu... He has the intention to make your son live better than death, and he used some special methods. Even if it is me, I want to solve it completely. , It takes a lot of work..."

Nan Yifan's eyes lit up, as if grasping the last straw: Master head still has a way!

But before he could continue to speak, he continued to the convenience:

"But you don't want to think about it, Nan Yuxing... is it worthy of me to make a full shot?"

Nan Yifan's heart was completely cold.

Go all out...

Let alone Nan Yuxing, he is probably unworthy!

But... in this case, wouldn't Yuxing really be over?

Yu Xing wanted to die, even if he had recovered 30% of his talent, he might not be able to accept it.

How can a person who has been very proud since childhood, can accept himself as a waste person?

He could not even accept that he became an ordinary person.

These two situations are the same pain for this kind of person.

"So... it still doesn't work..."

Nan Yifan's expression was sullen, and his face was gray.

He has abandoned all dignity and pride and came here for help.

But-still not!

His heart trembled when he thought of Nan Yuxing begging him to do something.

In the world, I am afraid that no parents can accept this.

"Rong Xiu...Even if it's me, I won't do anything with him easily. Your good sons and daughters are so courageous, but they are still provocative? Really want to die."

There was a hint of sarcasm in the voice.

"This matter can only be blamed on themselves."

Nan Yifan's face was blue and white, and his chapped lips trembled fiercely.

Of course he knows all this!

just...

How could he have thought that Yu Xing and Yiyi would meet Rong Xiu at the Tomb of Killing God!

Even, because of various reasons, they got into trouble!

Although he had tried his best to make up for it after learning about it, it was obviously of no use.

"Is there really no other way..."

Nan Yifan muttered desperately.

"Actually, it's not that there are no convenient ways. It just depends on whether you want it or not."

The voice said slowly.

Nan Yifan suddenly looked up.

"Seeking advice from the head!"

The other party seemed to laugh again, but did not directly answer the question. Instead, the conversation turned around and asked him a question.

"If you remember correctly, your daughter's talent...seems to be good too?"

Nan Yifan nodded blankly.

"Yeah! Yiyi's talent is also very good. I originally had high hopes for her, but now her tongue is—"

Suddenly, he seemed to realize something, and his eyes widened suddenly.

and many more!

Does the headmaster mean--

This time, the other party's laughter sounded very pleasant.

"You are very smart. There is a blood relationship between them, which makes it a lot easier. If you transfer your daughter's talent to your son, your son will naturally recover. However, in the future, your daughter will become a complete one. 'S useless."

"How to choose is all in your mind. You just think about it yourself."

A few fluttering words were pressed tightly on Nan Yifan's chest like a heavy stone.

One is Yuxing and the other is Yiyi.

The palms and backs of the hands are all meat, how does he choose? !

Nan Yifan knelt there, holding his hands on the ground, his fingers turned pale because of the force.

"I don't have much patience."

The voice urged lazily.

Finally, Nan Yifan closed his eyes:

"change!"

Yiyi, my father is sorry for you.

But your elder brother... really can't just give up!

Nan Yi's heart is like colic, almost numb.

The voice suddenly laughed.

"No, you don't have to be like this here. You put more energy and hope on Nan Yuxing. If he fails, you will sooner or later fall into the hands of others. So-you must Save Nan Yuxing. This choice is so simple, what can you do?"