socalfunplaces Chapter 526
Chapter 526
The ghost girl slowly opened her eyes, and the audience was horrified.
"Gulp..."
"Gulp!"
The dark red blood could not be stopped from flowing out of the woman's eyelids, and the evil spirit soared. The audience outside the venue was terrified and exclaimed:
"Soul Saint!"
"No..."
"I'm afraid the strength of this evil spirit has soared to the eighth level?"
"What's wrong with this player Luo? Is he adding status to the enemy ghost girl and playing auxiliary?"
The ghost girl's pupils were filled with blood, and she stared at Luo Fanchen grimly, her eyes hiding endless hatred and anger.
The second prince was overjoyed when he saw this, and he scolded and urged:
"Dear mother!"
"What are you still standing there for? Kill him quickly!!"
The ghost girl with overwhelming hatred ignored him and did not move at all.
The second prince was angry: "Waste, what are you thinking about!!"
Luo Fanchen was on guard, as if facing a great enemy, alert to the other party's actions, and secretly frightened.
The aura exuded by the female ghost at this time was probably that she already had most of her fighting power in her lifetime. If he didn't handle it well, he would also be killed.
Sacrificing one's own mother is really awesome. Isn't this a naked cheat?
The female ghost moved, and the second prince showed satisfaction.
However, the action taken by the female ghost caught all the audience by surprise.
The pale hands that exuded a terrifying and evil aura, and lost their blood color were clasped in front of the chest, and the tightly closed lips slowly opened and closed, and a hoarse female voice came out:
"This young man, can I ask you..."
"Can you spare him once?"
The audience was all stunned.
"This..."
"What's going on?"
"This trump card surrendered directly, how can the second prince play?"
The second prince cursed: "Asshole, what are you doing!"
"Don't embarrass our royal family. You can kill him with just a hand, why do you have to beg in a low voice?"
"Bitch! Kill him!!"
"Hurry up!"
Luo Fanchen was also confused for a moment.
The other party can obviously fight with him with strength now, why does he have to beg?
A light flashed in his mind, and he suddenly realized: "You also hate this rebellious son, and don't want to be driven, right?"
The ghost girl listened to the impatient scolding of the second prince behind him, calling him a bitch and a waste, and her pupils were bleeding, which made her look more sinister and strange. She pleaded like a repeater:
"Brother, please let him go."
Luo Fanchen was surprised and asked in confusion: "He treated you like this, and you still ask me to let him go?"
"Don't you hate him?"
The ghost girl stopped repeating and said hoarsely: "How can a mother hate her own child?"
"He was just led astray by a traitor and went astray."
"It's a pity that I didn't have the opportunity to accompany him and teach him to walk the right path."
Luo Fanchen's head was buzzing,
as if something was pent up in his chest.
He suddenly realized that he might understand women, but he didn't understand mothers at all.
Because he has no mother!
Under the ring, hundreds of thousands of spectators were silent, and their expressions changed.
Yang Jinghong, who used to be cheerful and free-spirited, has changed the most. His eyes are red, much more exaggerated than others. His eyes are blank, and he mutters:
"This is my mother."
"No matter how big a mistake my child makes, my mother will forgive me."
"Second prince!"
"Second prince!!!"
"You really deserve to die!!"
Yang Jinghong's eyes are red, like a hungry wolf, and his fists are clenched tightly.
This time, the social youth did not make fun of the filial son, but sighed secretly.
Alas...
It turns out that he is also a person with a story.
The majestic White Tiger Emperor on the imperial chair,
At this moment, his face is indifferent, and there is anger in his eyes: Bitch! Who are you mocking in public?
Haha, the death is still not thorough enough.
Zhan Doudou stopped picking his feet and nose, and focused on cursing: "Some people are just fucking beasts, shitty things, they are willing to sacrifice such a good wife?"
King Tianwu's face was livid, and his breath was disordered.
Even if he tried everything, he couldn't keep the woman he loved for a moment.
And this guy killed his wife himself.
He did it himself...
Killed his wife!
King Tianwu couldn't help but close his fluctuating eyes,
I'm old, I can't stand this.
Luo Fanchen stared at the blood-stained white ghost with a terrifying evil aura.
"Instead of begging me to let him go, why don't you kill me."
"Don't you think you can't beat me?" Luo Fanchen shook his head and smiled with a complicated expression.
The white-clothed female ghost retreated a distance and looked back at the crazy second prince:
"He... is my flesh and blood."
"You are also someone else's child."
"If something happens to you, someone will cry for you and feel sad."
Luo Fanchen rubbed his eyes with his left hand, and then the corner of his mouth just raised, showing a casual and carefree smile, "Sorry, I don't understand what you are talking about."
"Because--"
"I don't have a mother."
It was a casual sentence,
Most of the audience didn't feel anything when they heard it, just thinking it was a joke.
The powerful and beautiful female pope frowned her cold and beautiful eyebrows.
The women who cared about Luo Fanchen,
their hearts trembled,
as if they could feel some kind of emotion, their mouths slightly opened, staring at Luo Fanchen blankly.
The little saint Ye Xi'an had an impulse to hug the man in her arms.
"Bitch, what are you nagging about!"
"Killing him is the best protection for me!"
The second prince was furious. When he was in a high position and had full control over the surrounding environment, he could certainly be calm and look down on the world.
Now that he was knocked off the altar by Luo Fanchen and forced into a desperate situation,
the mental defects of lacking frustration experience were completely exposed.
It was like a giant baby who had not grown up.
Above the sky, the White Tiger Emperor said with a cold look in his eyes and decisive killing:
"Zhan Tian, there is no need to waste time talking to the slave, where is the slave seal?"
The second prince concentrated his mind, raised his tiger claws, and the blood-colored lines on his palms were drawn into a slave seal. After activation, it began to wriggle and emit blood.
The white-clothed female ghost, whose emotions had just stabilized, was rolling with yin energy, wailing in pain, and holding her head tightly with both hands, as if she wanted to tear her scalp apart.
"Bitch, don't do it!!"
The white-clothed female ghost endured inhuman pain, but did not hurt Luo Fanchen.
Turning around and looking at his child,
Nearly twenty years have passed, and he has grown so tall.
"Quick!!"
The second prince issued an order, with no emotion in his eyes, only cruelty and madness.
"Tear, tear!"
The female ghost tore her scalp with one hand desperately, and stretched the other hand far away in the direction of the second prince. The pupils with blood flowing exuded a certain desire for family affection.
Twenty years have passed, and she still hasn't given up.
When the child was young, he didn't know much. When the child grows up, she hopes to wait until he comes back.
In this way, even if she is cruelly sacrificed, she will have no regrets.
"Zhao!"
"Beast!"
"Beast! Jun Zhantian, you must not die well!!"
Yang Jinghong lost his temper, felt uncomfortable, and felt as if ants were crawling in his internal organs. His lips moved and trembled. Finally, he couldn't help it and cursed:
"Brother-in-law, kill him!!"
"Kill this unfilial beast."
Yang Jinghong originally wanted to ask his brother-in-law to save this poor woman.
But this was his wish, how could he force it on his brother-in-law?
He didn't have the qualifications!
It was too difficult for him.
And...
Who can break the means left by the White Tiger Emperor, and how can he save him?
"Brother..."
Purple electricity flowed from Yang Xiruo's crystal fingertips, and the spear light was looming.
Yang Tingjun, who was in the sky, saw his son like this, his face was calm, and his fists under his robe clenched up at some point, and his fingertips dug into the flesh.
"Asshole!"
"Hehe, my stubborn mother!"
The second prince laughed strangely and cruelly: "Then let me eat you, turn you into nourishing nutrients, and completely increase my strength."
He has been slowly absorbing the power of his mother as his cultivation increases,
nourishing himself.
Directly swallowing and absorbing it all would have too much backlash on him.
But in this battle today, he must not lose to Luo Fanchen.
The second prince opened his mouth wide, and blood filled the air!
The slave seal on his palm flashed a hot red light, pulling the white-clothed female ghost who was wailing in pain.
"Son--"
"No!"
As the white-clothed female ghost was gradually pulled back,
she also realized that she could not fight against her fate, and she did not even have the qualifications to resist.
Even if she didn't want to think about it, she should have realized that she would never see the son she wanted to see, the one who had returned from his wrong path. She would never see him again, even if she waited another ten or thirty years. The pain that penetrated her soul was overwhelming, even suppressing and covering the tearing feeling brought by the slave mark. The female ghost looked at Luo Fanchen with apologetic eyes and said guiltily: "I'm sorry." "I'm sorry for causing you trouble." Luo Fanchen shook his head, watching all this quietly with his eyes, like a spectator, as if he was not the one competing on the ring, and muttered, "There is no trouble, but you make me very irritated." At this time, the female ghost shrank and was about to be swallowed by Jun Zhantian. As long as she swallowed her dear mother, the surge in strength would be enough to kill this kid. Suddenly, there was a bang in the distance. A powerful suction came from the opposite side, pulling the invisible female ghost. The whole audience exclaimed and stared in shock. Jun Zhantian also looked in the direction of the suction, and saw Luo Fanchen raised his right palm with one hand, facing hisIn the direction, the green light in the palm surged and increased.
"Jun Zhantian——"
"There are some things that you, a beast, don't deserve."
"Take it."
"Boom!"
Luo Fanchen's deep black eyes flashed with a cold light,
A green dragon swirled out, surrounded the palm, swirled at high speed, generated a suction vortex, and grabbed the white-clothed female ghost.
In the astonished eyes of the audience, it was pulled back...