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"Of course I will care, even if she died when I was born, she is also my biological mother, not to mention that she risked her life to raise me for a few years.

If it wasn't for me that I couldn't find it at all, I wouldn't be able to do it until now that I couldn't do my son's duty." Ye Fan lowered his eyebrows.

After watching Ye Fan for a while, he bowed his head and meditated. "I understand that if your mother is still alive, I will be very happy and have such a good child."

However... Ye Fan, I can't tell you for the time being, your mother's current year, can't tell you, who is the specific enemy. ”

Ye Fan frowned, "Why?"

Death looked up: "Because, the person who killed your mother and harmed your mother and child is the master of the ancient gods. With your current ability, you can't take revenge."

If you don't know, you can at least be temporarily safe, but if you know the truth, it may be stared by the ancient gods.

If you want to know everything, it's okay, but you have to..."

"Is it necessary to join the doomsday kingdom?" Ye Fan directly interrupted the death. "You want me to advance your camp, and then tell me who the enemy is and tell me the secret of my life?"

The death nodded. "Yes, I am also thinking about your safety. After all, you are the son my sister has finally saved."

Ye Fan blinked for a moment, and smiled lightly: "Miss death, and whether you are my big brother, I have some doubts, whether you are the last king."

"What do you mean?" Death is somewhat puzzled.

"You keep saying, it is my loved one, but you are not willing to tell me the truth.

Do you think that with my experience and life experience, will I stupidly avenge my own life for revenge?

In my opinion, you are now clearly using some of my mother's information to seduce me into the doomsday power.

But if you really want me to join the doomsday power, tell me directly, who is my enemy, is it better?

For example, if my enemies are Valkyrie, then I really have no way at all. With my current epic feeling, I am afraid that after practicing for another hundred years, I may not have the chance to defeat him.

In that case, in order to avenge my mother, am I more willing to join the doomsday kingship?

But now, tell me that the enemy is an ancient god, but I don’t specifically tell who I am, vague...

I am thinking, it is not that you are a spy of the ancient gods placed in the doomsday kingdom, want to tempted to test me, will you join the doomsday kingship? ”

Ye Fan finished, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and shook his head helplessly. "I can't feel the frankness between my loved ones from your words."

Death squinted at Emei, said: "Ye Fan, you think too much. If I am a spy of the ancient gods, I will use all kinds of ways to entice you to join the doomsday power. There is absolutely no need to go around with you so much. circle".

"Yes, then why don't you tell me directly, all the things of my biological parents? Do you want me to join the doomsday power to be willing to say?"

Is it because...when I know the truth, I am not willing to join the doomsday power? Ye Fan blinked and his voice was low. He said, "It won't... I also have the blood in the clan."

The death eyes glanced and took a breath, saying: "How much do you know about your own life?"

Ye Fan saw the change of expression of death, and some speculations in his heart have made a certain conclusion.

His mood is more complicated than ever before, and his own life experience is far more complicated than he had imagined before.

This heavy pressure makes Ye Fan even more afraid to face the truth, because once it is exposed, he must face various choices.

Choice may be happy, but it may also be an abyss of pain.

"I am not asking you, my amnesty, why are you still asking me?" Ye Fan smiled and asked.

The eyes of death are somewhat dodging. "Ye Fan, I know that you still have a lot of doubts in your heart, but I definitely have no harm to your heart. If you join our doomsday power and feel deceived to leave, I will never stop. You."

"Do you think that is possible? If I have the background of the doomsday power, it is impossible to return to Xiaguo, and... that is also the end of the king of the king.

Moreover, I am not the kind of person who does not believe in words. If I choose to form an alliance with you, I will not regret it, so I will be extra cautious," Ye Fandao.

The death understanding nodded and said: "I know that it is still difficult to ask for my invitation based on the current information and evidence, but I will not force you.

You just need to remember, don't trust the ancient gods, don't believe the clan, don't believe the dragon soul and the hidden dragon... they are your enemies, kill your mother, and harm you to eat outside. The accomplice of the pain!

The door of our last kingship will always be open for you. If you have been persecuted by the ancient gods one day, you can contact me, I will do my best for you. ”

After that, death will be a number, reported to Ye Fan, said: "You remember this number, you can contact me at any time, we are relatives."

Ye Fan looked at the sincere eyes in the eyes of the woman, and there was a slight fluctuation in her heart.

He nodded and stood up and said: "Thank you, Ms. Death, although I didn't think there was anything wrong with killing a few people in the Far East, but you did save me a lot of trouble, when I owe you a favor. .

Whether you are my amnesty or not, I can at least promise you. Before I know the truth about my life, I will not stand on the ancient gods to deal with the doomsday power.

I know that no matter which side I choose, or neutrality, once there is a conflict on both sides, there will be people who will sacrifice...

What I can do is nothing more than keeping my heart, doing what I think I should do, and protecting my beloved one..."

Ye Fan finished, smiled, picked up a piece of cake, compared to a thumb, and then went to the manor gate while eating.

Until Ye Fan left the manor, death seemed to suppress the emotion inside, and could not help but release it.

She covered her face with one hand, tears couldn't stop falling, her shoulders twitched, and she couldn't stop crying.

"Ye Fan..." Death whispered, picking up the photo of Ye Fan’s childhood, muttering: "I'm sorry... sorry..."

After about ten minutes, a gray-clothed waitress walked outside the house, and she did not dare to look up at the face of the master. She just respectfully said: "Death, Zhang Yi seeks to see."

Death took a breath, and the face returned to normal as usual, and there was no trace of crying.

She put the photo away, and looked cold and cold: "Let him come over..."