Zhao Zhuoyan is an old fox with a deep cunning life. At this time, he couldn't understand what Fang Zhiran intended and said in confusion: "Do you want him to die?"

Lin Yuan was even more puzzled and said loudly: "Why do you want to kill me? Why?"

Fang Zhiran said: "You also know why Min Fen had plotted against Aunt Wei, who was pregnant with Liujia. It's just that you are so lucky. What should I do if I keep you? One day I will find the art of resurrection and go back to take charge of the Wunu Gorge. Will you keep you in the future for the leader of me?"

"You are not..." Lin Yuan suddenly stopped. At this time, he was no longer the simple and honest boy before. His mind had become much mature, and he had room for speech and could not make any clear statements in everything.

Fang Zhiran said: "I used to think of using your body to help Zhao Jinlong resurrect the soul, but now I have no change of my mind. If you don't die, how can he resurrect the soul?"

Minfen said: "I killed him, can you really resurrect my son?"

"Of course, I will resurrect your son, and I can spare you and Zhao Qi's lives." Fang Zhiqiang's words sounded faintly, with extraordinary temptation like a demonic sound. "If I want to become the lord of the Wunu Gorge, I will remove all the stumbling blocks. As long as you help me, the grudges and grievances of the past will be eliminated."

"As for you," Fang Zhiliang took out a rope and stuffed it into Zhao Zhuoyan's hand, and smiled strangely, "You feel sorry for Zhao Jinlong, and you can't wait to hope that he will resurrect? I can strangle Lin Yuan to death, and I can realize your wish immediately."

Zhao Zhuoyan's hands trembled, and after a long sigh, he said, "Miss Alang, you are exactly the same as my younger brother who was forced into a desperate situation by me back then."

"I don't care about putting away your pity." Fang Zhiliang's voice was cold and inexplicably excited, "Do you know that Qin Yiluo, the ancestor of my Qin family?"

Zhao Zhuoyan said: "I know a little bit."

Fang Zhiliang rolled up her sleeves, revealing a butterfly-like red birthmark.

Lin Yuan and Lin Fenger have similar birthmarks on their arms, but their birthmarks are very small and dim in color. Fang Zhiran's birthmarks on her arms are much larger, bright red in color, clear patterns on her wings, and clear tentacles on her head, which are lifelike, as if they can break free at any time.

Fang Zhiliang said: "Qin Yiluo was trapped in the Netherworld Ghost Fiction for three years, practiced tricks and successfully escaped. From then on, there was a butterfly birthmark on his arm. The descendants of the Qin family had such birthmarks on his arms."

Zhao Zhuoyan said: "So what?"

Fang Zhiliang said: "The brighter the color, the better the talent for practicing tricks. I suddenly realized that I could succeed and become the master of all exorcists like my ancestors. A great future is waiting for me and not removing stumbling blocks. Wouldn't it be a disappointment to the talent God gave me?"

Zhao Zhuoyan said: "I think it's a pity that my second brother was so kind, physically and mentally damaged, and went astray. You were so kind, don't go astray."

"Are you qualified to talk to me?" Fang Zhiqiang couldn't help laughing and pointed the dagger at Zhao Zhuoyan's heart.

Zhao Zhuoyan was speechless immediately and asked himself, he was indeed not qualified.

Fang Zhiliang said: "You and your wife fought together and killed Lin Yuan, and I will keep my promise."

Zhao Zhuoyan turned his head blankly and looked at Lin Yuan, who had lost weight, and couldn't help feeling compassion.

His son died young. Would he have to let this young man bear the same fate? He regretted his son's death. Wouldn't Lin Yuan's parents be in pain?

He was once selfish and vicious, and he ruined so many people. Will he continue to be selfish and vicious?

Zhao Zhuoyan shook his head, dispelled his heart full of reluctance and regret, and told himself that this was the last time, in order to make his son survive, he would do something selfish and vicious.

Seeing that Zhao Zhuoyan was hesitant, Min Fen was so angry that she jumped up and rushed to Lin Yuan, pinched his throat, and said viciously: "Don't blame me for being ruthless. I'll use your life to exchange for my son and Zhao Qi's lives. Everything is worth it. If you want to blame, blame Fang Zhiran, she asked me to kill you."

Lin Yuan was suffocated and his face turned purple and he couldn't say a word.

Min Fen exerted forcefully on his hands and said, "Come here quickly, don't you want your son to survive?"

Zhao Zhuoyan's whole body trembled and subconsciously looked at Fang Zhiliang. Seeing her smile on her lips, she was calm and calm. She obviously had a murderous intention towards Lin Yuan. The last trace of concern disappeared. She staggered and stood up, held the rope in her hand tightly, walked over step by step.

Mu Changfeng's heart was hanging, afraid that Lin Yuan would make a mistake and want to rescue him, but he found that Fang Zhiqiang had secretly used spiritual skills, which made him unable to move, his lips numb, and he couldn't speak, and he was immediately anxious and sweating.

Lin Yuan was extremely awake in despair, and suddenly felt mixed emotions.

The nostalgia for the world and the reluctance to leave their relatives turned into tears.

I suddenly remembered that I was over 25 years old and had made no achievements so far, and I felt full of reluctance.

Seeing Min Fen's cruelty and ruthlessness with his own eyes, his thoughts turned into a heartbreak.

This is the relative he tried his best to save, regardless of his blood connection with her, ignoring his previous efforts to protect him, and was determined to strangle him to death, as if there was a deep blood hatred between them.

Zhao Zhuoyan kept looking at Lin Yuan and saw his expression in his eyes. He couldn't help but think of his son before his death.

When Zhao Jinlong died, he was like Lin Yuan, with tears rolling, full of nostalgia and reluctance for the world.

Zhao Zhuoyan shook even harder, stretched out his finger and caught a drop of tears that had fallen from Lin Yuan's cheek.

The tears were like a ball of fire, and Zhao Zhuoyan's fingers were burning and his heart suddenly felt unbearable.

Do you really want this child to die? He made a mistake and caused his innocent son to die tragically. Will he take someone else's life to make up for the mistake he made?

Zhao Zhuoyan held his fingers in his mouth, and the tears were salty and astringent.

He once used his finger to catch Zhao Jinlong's last tear, which also tasted salty and astringent.

They are all children, the same tears, the same despair.

Why do you let others die on his son with the same flesh and blood?
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