Chapter 398 Under the lively cliff
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Yue Zhi Ling
Well known.
You can't call him "Dad" casually.
Therefore, Murong Bufan's words "Dad" which caused him to lose his voice due to shock, made both Qiu Mochou and Murong Bo stop their movements subconsciously.
Then looked over.
Although the night was dark, they were all masters at the peak of their masters, so there was no visual obstruction.
And seeing Murong Bufan's face, Murong Bo was also shocked——
"Fan'er?!"
"It's me, Dad, weren't you killed? Why are you here?!"
This is my biological father!
Murong Bufan hurriedly pulled out the sword stuck in his own father's waist.
And see this scene.
Qiu Mochou on the side guessed the truth of the matter after being stunned.
"Murong Yunhai... no, I should call you Murong Bufan!"
"You are who you say you are, Murong Bo's son!"
"Haha, it's really hard to find anything even if you try hard to find it. It takes no effort at all!"
The enemy's son is a hostage under his control!
Seeing the deep love between father and son, it was natural that Qiu Mochou would not continue to join forces with Murong Bufan.
As soon as her thoughts moved, Murong Bufan covered his heart and fell to his knees in pain, "...it hurts..."
"Fan Er!"
Seeing his son in such pain, Murong Bo didn't even have time to ask why his son had lost his hand and why he came here.
He hurriedly scolded: "Qiu Mochou, what have you done?!"
"What did I do? Haha, Murong Bo, you don't need to know!"
Qiu Mochou sneered, then looked at Murong Bufan and asked a multiple-choice question——
"Murong Bufan, I will give you two choices now."
"Now take your sword and stab Murong Bo in the heart."
"If you succeed, I will give you the antidote."
"If you fail, then you will... die!"
"Five minutes, you choose quickly!"
As she said that, she looked at Murong Bo, and the meaning was obvious——
Now Murong Bufan is definitely not Murong Bo's opponent, so the real choice actually lies with Murong Bo.
Either he will be stabbed by his own son, or he will watch his son die!
"Choose quickly!"
Looking at the ugly faces of the two people, the proud Qiu Mochou laughed wildly, as if he had seen the scene of their father and son killing each other.
"Murong Bo, this is your retribution! Hahaha!"
now.
Murong Bufan, holding the sword, stood up, his hands trembling.
His heart really hurt.
However, the person in front of him is his own father, how could he do it!
"...You...you vicious woman!" Murong Bo was so angry that his fingers were trembling.
"How could you do that!"
"Oh, why not! He is the child of you and my junior sister!"
"You feel bad, but I don't feel bad!"
But as she said that, Qiu Mochou became a little curious:
"Murong Bo, weren't you killed by me? This Murong Bufan can't be your biological son!"
"Why...are you so nervous about him?"
"Is it because I have developed feelings after so many years of raising them, or..."
"He is your sweetheart's child, so even if you take over, you are willing to treat him as your own?"
"Which one is it? Tell me?!"
Speaking of those heart-piercing words, Qiu Mochou's eyes contained naked ridicule.
However, Murong Bo was not angered.
Instead, he just looked at Murong Bufan with distress——
Fan'er is in so much pain now, and he, as a father, is also in pain!
and so.
At this point, he can only say it——
"Qiu Mochou, stop it!"
"Fan'er's original name... is Murong Fu!"
"He is your biological son!"
The helpless Murong Bo scolded him sternly and loudly, fearing that his own mother would kill him.
"……What did you say?!!!"
When she heard that Murong Bufan was her son, Qiu Mochou was naturally shocked and stunned.
She subconsciously didn't believe Murong Bo's words——
However, in this situation, would Murong Bo tell such a low-level lie...
"He is... my gift?!"
"That's right!"
"But isn't he the child you had after you married your junior sister?"
Murong Bo could only confess everything: "In order to hide it from the people around me, I deliberately pushed back Fan'er's birth date by a year!"
"As for the name change, it was because I felt sorry for Yuan Jun, so I asked her to give Fan'er a new name!"
"This...but...I didn't feel it..."
At the peak of the master's level, one can already have a vague sense of the bloodline close to them.
But she didn't feel the familiar connection with Murong Bufan in front of her...
"That's because, in order for Fan'er to practice our family's Nine Transformations of Heaven and Dragon, my father and I refined his bloodline!"
"He is really your child!!!"
"..."
Seeing Murong Bo's heartbroken look, Qiu Mochou hesitated and looked at Murong Bufan blankly——
Is it really... is it really my gift?
Although she was not sure, she immediately gave up trying to activate the toxins in Murong Bufan's body.
a time.
The three people on the field fell silent, creating a strange atmosphere.
"..."
"..."
"..."
That's when--
"Haha." A sudden chuckle came.
Then, the crisp applause of "pa-pa-pa--" also came.
At the bottom of the silent cliff, it seemed particularly eye-catching, causing the three people on the scene to look over involuntarily.
And with the sound appearing in front of the three people.
Surprisingly, it was Wang Yuanjun who was related to them all.
"Sister, you don't have to doubt."
"Xiaofan is your biological son!"
Wang Yuanjun had a happy smile on his rosy face——
"I'm really sorry for bothering you and your family of three..."
"Oh, no, I made a mistake. You actually-"
"It's not really a family of three!"
You can't call him "Dad" casually.
Therefore, Murong Bufan's words "Dad" which caused him to lose his voice due to shock, made both Qiu Mochou and Murong Bo stop their movements subconsciously.
Then looked over.
Although the night was dark, they were all masters at the peak of their masters, so there was no visual obstruction.
And seeing Murong Bufan's face, Murong Bo was also shocked——
"Fan'er?!"
"It's me, Dad, weren't you killed? Why are you here?!"
This is my biological father!
Murong Bufan hurriedly pulled out the sword stuck in his own father's waist.
And see this scene.
Qiu Mochou on the side guessed the truth of the matter after being stunned.
"Murong Yunhai... no, I should call you Murong Bufan!"
"You are who you say you are, Murong Bo's son!"
"Haha, it's really hard to find anything even if you try hard to find it. It takes no effort at all!"
The enemy's son is a hostage under his control!
Seeing the deep love between father and son, it was natural that Qiu Mochou would not continue to join forces with Murong Bufan.
As soon as her thoughts moved, Murong Bufan covered his heart and fell to his knees in pain, "...it hurts..."
"Fan Er!"
Seeing his son in such pain, Murong Bo didn't even have time to ask why his son had lost his hand and why he came here.
He hurriedly scolded: "Qiu Mochou, what have you done?!"
"What did I do? Haha, Murong Bo, you don't need to know!"
Qiu Mochou sneered, then looked at Murong Bufan and asked a multiple-choice question——
"Murong Bufan, I will give you two choices now."
"Now take your sword and stab Murong Bo in the heart."
"If you succeed, I will give you the antidote."
"If you fail, then you will... die!"
"Five minutes, you choose quickly!"
As she said that, she looked at Murong Bo, and the meaning was obvious——
Now Murong Bufan is definitely not Murong Bo's opponent, so the real choice actually lies with Murong Bo.
Either he will be stabbed by his own son, or he will watch his son die!
"Choose quickly!"
Looking at the ugly faces of the two people, the proud Qiu Mochou laughed wildly, as if he had seen the scene of their father and son killing each other.
"Murong Bo, this is your retribution! Hahaha!"
now.
Murong Bufan, holding the sword, stood up, his hands trembling.
His heart really hurt.
However, the person in front of him is his own father, how could he do it!
"...You...you vicious woman!" Murong Bo was so angry that his fingers were trembling.
"How could you do that!"
"Oh, why not! He is the child of you and my junior sister!"
"You feel bad, but I don't feel bad!"
But as she said that, Qiu Mochou became a little curious:
"Murong Bo, weren't you killed by me? This Murong Bufan can't be your biological son!"
"Why...are you so nervous about him?"
"Is it because I have developed feelings after so many years of raising them, or..."
"He is your sweetheart's child, so even if you take over, you are willing to treat him as your own?"
"Which one is it? Tell me?!"
Speaking of those heart-piercing words, Qiu Mochou's eyes contained naked ridicule.
However, Murong Bo was not angered.
Instead, he just looked at Murong Bufan with distress——
Fan'er is in so much pain now, and he, as a father, is also in pain!
and so.
At this point, he can only say it——
"Qiu Mochou, stop it!"
"Fan'er's original name... is Murong Fu!"
"He is your biological son!"
The helpless Murong Bo scolded him sternly and loudly, fearing that his own mother would kill him.
"……What did you say?!!!"
When she heard that Murong Bufan was her son, Qiu Mochou was naturally shocked and stunned.
She subconsciously didn't believe Murong Bo's words——
However, in this situation, would Murong Bo tell such a low-level lie...
"He is... my gift?!"
"That's right!"
"But isn't he the child you had after you married your junior sister?"
Murong Bo could only confess everything: "In order to hide it from the people around me, I deliberately pushed back Fan'er's birth date by a year!"
"As for the name change, it was because I felt sorry for Yuan Jun, so I asked her to give Fan'er a new name!"
"This...but...I didn't feel it..."
At the peak of the master's level, one can already have a vague sense of the bloodline close to them.
But she didn't feel the familiar connection with Murong Bufan in front of her...
"That's because, in order for Fan'er to practice our family's Nine Transformations of Heaven and Dragon, my father and I refined his bloodline!"
"He is really your child!!!"
"..."
Seeing Murong Bo's heartbroken look, Qiu Mochou hesitated and looked at Murong Bufan blankly——
Is it really... is it really my gift?
Although she was not sure, she immediately gave up trying to activate the toxins in Murong Bufan's body.
a time.
The three people on the field fell silent, creating a strange atmosphere.
"..."
"..."
"..."
That's when--
"Haha." A sudden chuckle came.
Then, the crisp applause of "pa-pa-pa--" also came.
At the bottom of the silent cliff, it seemed particularly eye-catching, causing the three people on the scene to look over involuntarily.
And with the sound appearing in front of the three people.
Surprisingly, it was Wang Yuanjun who was related to them all.
"Sister, you don't have to doubt."
"Xiaofan is your biological son!"
Wang Yuanjun had a happy smile on his rosy face——
"I'm really sorry for bothering you and your family of three..."
"Oh, no, I made a mistake. You actually-"
"It's not really a family of three!"
