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Chapter 1031
1031
"Of course I would care. Even if she died when I was born, she was also my biological mother, not to mention that she risked her life to raise me for several years.
If it hadn't been for me to find out, I wouldn't have been able to do my job as a son until now," Ye Fan said with a low eyebrow.
After death stared at Ye Fan for a while, he lowered his head and meditated, and said: "I understand, if your mother is still alive, she will be very pleased to have a good child like you.
But... Ye Fan, I can't tell you for the time being, nor can I tell you what happened to your mother back then, who is the specific enemy. "
Ye Fan frowned, "Why?"
Death raised his head and said: "Because, the person who killed your mother and your mother and son is the master of the ancient gods. With your current ability, you can't take revenge.
If you don't know it, you can at least temporarily be safe, but if you know the truth, you may be targeted by the ancient gods.
If you want to know everything, it’s okay, but you have to..."
"You want to join the doomsday kingship first?" Ye Fan interrupted death directly, "You want me to advance to your camp before you can tell me who my enemy is and tell me the secret of my life experience?"
Death nodded, "Yes, I also consider your safety, after all, you are the son my sister has managed to save."
Ye Fan's eyes flickered for a while, and he chuckled: "Ms. Death, whether you are my aunt or not, I have some doubts whether you are the one of the doomsday king or not."
"What do you mean?" Death was a little puzzled.
"You kept saying that it was my relative, but you refused to tell me the truth.
Do you think that with my experience and life experience, I would foolishly bury my life in vain for revenge
In my opinion, you are now clearly using some of my mother's information to lure me into the doomsday kingship.
But if you really want me to join Doomsday Throne, tell me directly, who is my enemy, isn't it better
For example, if my enemy is a Valkyrie, then I really have nothing to do. With my current feeling of epic level, I am afraid that if I practice for a hundred years, I may not have a chance to defeat him.
In that case, in order to avenge my mother, wouldn't I be more willing to join the doomsday king
But now, you tell me that the enemy is the descendant of the ancient gods, but you don’t tell me specifically who it is, vaguely...
I was thinking, shouldn't you be the spy of the ancient gods who planted in the doomsday king? If you want to test me, will you join the doomsday king? "
After Ye Fan finished speaking, he picked up the teacup, took a sip, and shook his head helplessly, "I can't feel the honesty between relatives in your words."
Death frowned and said, "Ye Fan, you think too much. If I were a spy of the ancient gods, I would directly entice you to join the doomsday king in various ways. There is no need to go around such a freshman with you. circle".
"Really, then why don't you tell me directly about all the things about my biological parents? I have to join the doomsday kingship before I can say it
Could it be that... because once I know the truth, I may not be willing to join the doomsday king? Ye Fan squinted his eyes and asked in a low voice, "Couldn't... I also have blood in the clan?"
Death's gaze condensed, he took a breath, and said, "How much do you know about your own life experience?"
Seeing the change in death's expression, Ye Fan had some conjectures in his heart, and he had a slight conclusion.
His mood has never been more complicated, and his life experience is probably far more complicated than he had previously imagined.
This kind of heavy pressure made Ye Fan even more afraid to face the truth, because once it was revealed, he would have to face various choices.
The choice may be happy, but it may also be an abyss of pain.
"I'm not asking you, my aunt, why are you still asking me?" Ye Fan asked with a smile.
Death's gaze was a little evasive, and said: "Ye Fan, I know you still have a lot of doubts in your heart, but I definitely did not harm your heart. If you join our doomsday kingship and feel deceived to leave, I will never stop you. To you."
"Do you think that is possible? If I have the background of the doomsday kingship, I won't be able to return to Xia, and... that's the doomsday king's decision.
Furthermore, 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 go back, so I will be extra cautious," Ye Fan said.
Death nodded in understanding, and said: "I know that it is still difficult for you to agree to my invitation based on the current information and evidence, but I will not force you.
You just need to remember, don’t believe in the people of the ancient gods, don’t believe in the clans, don’t believe in the dragon souls and hidden dragons... They are all your enemies. They killed your mother and caused you to live out. A bitter accomplice!
The door of our doomsday kingship will always be open for you. If one day you are persecuted by the ancient gods, you can contact me, and I will do my best for you. "
After finishing speaking, the death reported a number to Ye Fan, saying: "You can remember this number, you can contact me at any time, we are relatives."
Ye Fan looked at the sincere gaze in the woman's eyes, and there was a slight fluctuation in his 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 members of the Far Eastern Conference this time, you did save me a lot of trouble. When I owe you a favor .
Whether you are my aunt or not, I can at least promise you that I will not stand on the side of the ancient gods to deal with the doomsday king until I understand the truth of my life experience.
I know that no matter which side I choose, or neutrality, once a conflict breaks out between the two sides, someone will eventually sacrifice...
What I can do is stick to my heart, do what I think I should do, and protect my beloved..."
After Ye Fan finished speaking, he smiled, picked up a piece of pastry, gave a thumbs up, and then walked towards the manor gate while eating.
Until Ye Fan left the manor, death seemed to be a suppressed emotion in his heart, and couldn't help letting it go.
She covered her face with one hand, tears couldn't stop falling, her shoulders twitched and she couldn't cry.
"Ye Fan..." Death murmured, picking up the photo of Ye Fan when he was a child, and muttering: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."
About ten minutes later, a gray-clothed waitress walked out of the house. She didn't dare to look up at the master's face, but said respectfully: "Lord Death, Zhang Yi, please."
Death took a breath, and instantly his complexion returned to normal, without any signs of crying. zGsGQ6gPHWsR6VeCaooqaxzXUlnOykhFtO4TfxTir2or1VR37Ffz48qMXtL/AU9bcE7heUyMVLmDaYUF9RXF3Q==
She put away the photo, and said with a grace and indifferent expression: "Let him come over..."