"So it's true." Zhou Fan shook his body for a moment, and a miserable look appeared on his face. The rust knife was sheathed, and there was already an extra roulette in his left hand.

He pulled the roulette with his right hand, and the silver roulette turned rapidly. The roulette stopped, and a circle of golden runes penetrated into his body, and a vast and powerful aura burst out from his body.

A golden light emanated from his body, causing him to descend to the mortal god.

At this time, sixteen black pythons also flew down from the sky.

The old man with white hair noticed Zhou Fan's changes. The corners of his eyes were beating violently, and a feeling of great trouble appeared in his heart. He did not dare to delay any longer and shouted coldly.

Sixteen black pythons rushed towards Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan stood in a state of ignorance, and he numbly pulled out the rust knife and slashed it out with one knife.

Hundreds of Guiyi's swords shot out quickly, instantly strangling all sixteen black pythons.

Under so many Guiyi Sword Lights, even sixteen black pythons are difficult to rebirth, and the light shield is broken by Guiyi Sword Lights.

What he drew was the "all methods" of the law wheel, and he had endless power to cast magic within ten breaths.

The talisman seed was destroyed, and the old man with white hair sprayed a mouthful of black blood, and his face showed a look of horror. This man was a hundred times stronger than before.

The old man with white hair dared not stay any longer. His body emitted a black light, and he wanted to use his magic to escape.

But with another knife, the vast Guiyi sword shot out quickly. The old man with white hair could not even make a scream, and was chopped into countless tiny flesh-and-stained bones.

Zhou Fan's eyes were empty, and the golden light in his body gradually faded. He put his knife into the sheath and stood and looked at the rising sun. The sun could not bring any warmth. His heart felt like he fell into the snow and ice.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Kun looked worried. She had never seen her master like this before.

This call made Zhou Fan tremble all over, and his whole body seemed to have regained his soul. His body teleported away, and he soon arrived at the foot of the mountain.

The morning breeze blew his clothes and flew.

Looking up at the top of the mountain, he felt scared for no reason. He wanted to turn around and run away and stop going up.

But he still split the talisman array and climbed up the mountain.

His consciousness was in a trance, and he didn't know how he climbed to the top of the mountain.

He saw his parents, Xiao Liu and the other two lying in a pool of blood. Their heads were chopped off, and their faces were slightly distorted with pain.

He seemed unable to breathe, and the most important thing in his life was pulled away. He stood for a while before staggering over.

He knelt on the ground and stretched out his trembling right hand, but he didn't know what to do.

"My father, Xiao Liu and the others are dead..." He shrank back his hands, his voice hoarse and low, and he tasted a faint salty and bitter taste in his mouth.

Only then did he realize that his tears were shedding.

The familiar pain of losing grandma and sister relatives has returned, like a snail drilling into his heart.

He couldn't save his sister, but later his grandmother died, and now he couldn't save his parents, Xiao Liu and the other three.

He couldn't bear to look at the corpses of his parents and the other three, but bent down, put his forehead on the ground, and cried bitterly.

The crying drifts away with the wind.

"Afan...is it you?" Suddenly, Zhou Yimu's voice rang out from his ears.

Zhou Fan looked up and looked over with tears in his eyes. He found that Zhou Yimu's skull, whose eyes had closed, had trembled with bloody face.

"Dad, dad." Zhou Fan walked over and picked up Zhou Yimu's head. He suspected that he had hallucinations.

"It's really Afan." Zhou Yimu's eyes did not open, and his face cried in pain: "Afan, go quickly, go quickly, those people are amazing, go quickly, don't worry about us."

"Dad, it's okay, it's okay." Zhou Fan hurriedly said: "I have all killed them and will not come again."

He knew this was not an illusion, and he suddenly remembered that he was a self-healing body. His father also had the blood of the Zhou family, and he also had the talent of a self-healing body. This may not have been shown before, and he was stimulated to wake up at the moment of death.

This is why my father was able to speak suddenly.

But he soon felt heartbroken again because he knew very well about the self-healing body. Even if he was cut off from his head, he would not be able to survive. Dad may not be able to hold on for long now.

He thought of a solution in panic, but just felt his mind blank.

"Just kill me." Zhou Yimu breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly said anxiously: "Where is your mother and Xiao Liu? What's wrong with them?"

Zhou Fan was interrupted and he looked painful on his face and said, "Dad, Mom and Xiao Liu were slightly injured. It's nothing big to faint, and you won't be able to do anything."

He bent down and connected his father's head to his neck to see if he could heal.

"Afan, you lied to me, I remembered that your mother and Xiao Liu were killed by that thief, so did I." Zhou Yimu's voice dimmed.

The blood continued to flow from the interface, dyeing Zhou Fan's hands red, and tears overflowed from his eyes. He choked and said, "Dad, I'm sorry, my mother and Xiao Liu are dead."

He knew that he could not save him, and he couldn't bear to deceive him anymore.

"Fortunately you are still alive. I don't know why I can still talk, but I don't have much time left. Afan, listen to me." Zhou Yimu's voice became less and less.

Zhou Fan picked up Zhou Yimu's head and said sadly: "Dad, say, I'll listen."

"Those people must be coming to my Zhou family. If they are not strong enough, don't take revenge. Otherwise, if something happens to you, your parents will die with their eyes open. Do you know?" Zhou Yimu never wanted to talk as much as today, and wanted to say more.

"Yes, I remember."

"Xiao Liu died for me and your mother. I'm sorry to Da Liu and his wife." Zhou Yimu said with a trembling voice: "We owe Da Liu and his life, but I'm afraid we can't pay it back. You have to remember..."

"What my parents owe is what I owe. Even if I'm afraid I can't pay it back clearly, I will give you all my money to pay it back for you." Zhou Fan said softly. When he thought that Xiao Liu died like this, his heart ached again.

"That's all." Zhou Yimu sighed, his voice was so thin that it was almost inaudible: "Afan, just these two things, your parents are not here, you must take good care of yourself in the future..."

Zhou Yimu didn't say anything more, his painful face stretched out and became calm and peaceful.

Zhou Fan called out several times, but he could not get a response. He understood something. He hugged his head in his arms, and the rays of light shone on his lonely figure.

Just as someone digging out his heart with a dagger, the huge pain penetrated into every part of his body.

He lowered his head, and tears fell on the head of his arms.

The world is so big, he is the only one left.

Gray mist emerged from the air from among the rocky vegetation, obscuring his figure and covering the entire mountain and everything.
Chapter completed!