Invincible Celestial Master System

In fact, he himself didn't know what emotion he should use to face Chen Fan.

It's impossible to say that there is no emotion, otherwise he wouldn't let Ning Ning fight to the death to protect Chen Fan.

Chen Fan was brought up by him since he was a child. After so many years of raising him, he has long regarded Chen Fan as his own son.

only……

Many things are not up to people.

From the moment Chen Fan decided to come to the capital, it was destined that the two could only stand on opposite sides.

Like what he said before, everyone is responsible for the decisions they make.

He advised Chen Fan not to come to the capital more than once, but Chen Fan didn't listen.

And there is... the matter of the yin bone.

The reason why he asked Chen Fan for Yinbone and Yanxin Bloodstone that time was not only to force Chen Fan to make a choice, but also to wait for a result.

If, if Chen Fan didn't use the real yin bone to trade, he might choose to give up everything behind.

Just be an ordinary old man by Chen Fan's side.

It was Chen Fan's choice that made him take another path.

What Lao Chen regrets the most now is getting along with Chen Fan for so many years.

If... If he didn't have to play chess by himself, maybe everything today would be successful.

"Pfft~~~"

"Brother Chen..."

"Owner."

"Chen Fan!"

Chen Fan spit out a mouthful of blood when he heard Lao Chen's words, his body softened, and he knelt down on the ground, looking straight at Lao Chen.

Old Chen tightly shook hands behind his back, and instead of looking at Chen Fan, he looked at Yichen indifferently.

"Let's go." Then he motioned for the counterfeit to open the iron door.

The counterfeit was anxious, "Master!"

Old Chen waved his hand, "The formation is broken, we have failed, and there is no room for maneuver."

He turned his head to look at the hall above his head, where 'Tai Chi' just appeared.

I can't tell what it feels like.

There is loss and there is relaxation.

The counterfeit was silent, walked towards the entrance of the cave, and opened the big iron door with all his strength.

Chen Fan shook his head, "I'm not leaving! I'm here to pick you up, so I won't leave you behind, Old Chen, come home with me!"

"The past is over. From now on, you will not be the master of Blood Sea Palace, nor will I be the master of Tianxuan Sect. Come home with me!"

As Chen Fan said, tears could not stop falling down.

He suddenly didn't know what he was working so hard for.

If he had known earlier that Old Chen was the Lord of the Sea of ​​Blood Palace... what would he have done?
Old Chen shook his head, "It's hard to get rid of water, and it's hard to fix a broken mirror. Some things have already happened, and there is no room for maneuver."

There are too many lives between Blood Sea Palace and Tianxuan Gate.

Yichen silently helped Chen Fan up on the ground, turned around and walked outside.

Chen Fan broke free, walked towards Lao Chen step by step, and stretched out a hand, "Dad, come home with me."

Old Chen's body froze, and the tears he had suppressed before poured out, and he would unconsciously think of the first words Chen Fan would say when he was a child, which was "Dad".

At that time, he was happy, but this joy made him anxious.

He was afraid that he would get too deep, so he never let Chen Fan call him Dad, let him call him Lao Chen, and emphasized to Chen Fan again and again that he was just a 'foster father'.

Chen Fan also went from being puzzled at the beginning to accepting later.

But no matter how he was called, in Chen Fan's heart, Old Chen had always played the role of his father. Apart from him, Chen Fan had no other father.

"I'm a selfish person. I don't care about other people. I have no ambition, no ideals, and no ambitions. The reason why I work so hard is to protect you. The only thing I want is to be with my family, a family. Round."

"Dad, will you go home with me?"

Chen Fan looked at Lao Chen's back with burning eyes, waiting for Lao Chen's answer.

In fact, he had already made up his mind, no matter what, he would take Lao Chen home.

at this time.

Old Chen, who was standing upright in front of Chen Fan just now, suddenly softened and fell down. Chen Fan caught Old Chen with quick eyesight and hands.

Blood gushed out of Lao Chen's mouth, and the breath of Lao Chen's body leaked out quickly, the wrinkles on his skin became deeper and deeper, and his hair became white in the blink of an eye.

"Old Chen, what's wrong with you, Old Chen?"

Chen Fan was flustered. Healing pills, blood-enriching pills, qi-boosting pills, etc. were fed into Lao Chen's mouth without money, and he mobilized his whole body's profound energy to input into Lao Chen's body to maintain his vitality. .

Lao Chen shook his head slowly, "Don't bother, I'm already dying."

Chen Fan's tears fell on Lao Chen's face like rain.

Old Chen raised his head and wiped away Chen Fan's tears, "Good boy, you have grown up."

Chen Fan wiped his tears with one hand indiscriminately, trying to help Lao Chen dry the tears on his face, but he couldn't wipe them off.

"Don't be sad, death is a kind of relief for me. After I die, I will be buried with Qinqin. She has been waiting. I have been so, so many years. It is time for me to see her." .”

Chen Fan shook his head, quickly thinking of ways to save Lao Chen.

This medicine is the secret medicine of old Chen Shimen, and it is only good for the talents of Fengshuang Palace. This medicine is not very poisonous, but it can continuously damage the foundation, destroy the totem of Fengshuang Palace's exercises, and make the exercises quickly dissipate.

This was originally a pill used by Fengshuang Temple to deal with traitors or people who made big mistakes, but Lao Chen took it for himself.

"Fenghuang, on the mountain, yes, see, I am very... happy..."

After saying this, Lao Chen's body softened and he lost his breath.

Chen Fan tirelessly rescued him, tried everything from acupuncture to electric shock, but Lao Chen still didn't open his eyes.

Chen Fan sat on the ground slumped, staring blankly at Old Chen. After a long time, he slowly got up, knelt down, and kowtowed respectfully.

"Dad, go all the way!"

Yichen and the others knelt behind Chen Fan, "Uncle Chen, let's go!"

Looking at the actions of these people in front of him, the counterfeit suddenly understood why the Palace Master let them go.

If it were me, I'm afraid I would do the same thing.

"Let's go quickly, explosives are buried in this hall, and the hall master...has never thought of getting out alive."

With Lao Chen on his back, Chen Fan walked slowly outside.

The counterfeit stood there quietly watching them leave, and saluted respectfully, "Brother, have a good journey!"

Then, he sat cross-legged on the ground, gradually turning into a clay statue.

……

Qu Jingyi rushed from the capital with a face full of anxiety, and before she arrived at Fengbai Cave, she met Fan Yuanqing who rushed over in a hurry.

The two looked at each other, without talking nonsense, and rushed in the same direction.

While Fan Yuanqing was on his way, he also had to deal with the affairs of the capital.

There is no way, Chen Fan's massacre of the Blood Sea Palace in the capital made too much noise, and now the entire capital is in panic, fearing that the murderous general who broadcast the live broadcast will kill them if he disagrees with him.

Many people have asked the authorities to arrest this indiscriminate murderer as soon as possible.

In order to minimize the impact of this incident, Fan Yuanqing could only claim that the live broadcast was an 'acting show' to let the common people in the capital know that the Blood Sea Palace is not terrible, and sooner or later it will be wiped out.

Of course, some people believe this and some do not.