The strongest collapse system

Chapter 355 Mutation
A huge imperial city, resplendent and majestic.

It is the imperial city palace of Mingzhou World.

In a small palace, there was a woman's voice crying softly inside.

There is also a middle-aged man with a refined and handsome face anxiously walking back and forth outside the palace, looking at the palace gate from time to time, as if he couldn't help but want to push the door in, but in the end, he held back.

Wang Fan concentrated on watching.

"It's Emperor Father!" Wang Fan was shocked.

He saw Emperor Yan when he was young, except for being slightly younger, there was almost no difference from more than ten years later.

"Wow!"

A small voice cried out.

Emperor Yan showed a surprised expression on his face, and said, "Did you give birth?"

"He gave birth! Mother and child are safe, he is a little prince!" A female medical officer came out, with a smile in her voice, and said loudly, "Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

"Hehe, hehe..." Emperor Yan's face was not as majestic and composed as before, but now he was full of simple and honest smiles, as if he was smirking.

The next moment, Wang Fan saw the child nestled in his mother's arms.

I also saw my mother.

It was a woman with a gentle temperament, but her face was ordinary, as if she was a woman from an ordinary family, not like someone who had once been a princess.

"Your Majesty, what name should I choose?" The woman's breath was weak, but her face was full of happy smiles.

Emperor Yan was silent for a moment, then he opened his mouth and said, "Let's call him Wang Fan. I hope he can be ordinary in his life and never get involved in the quarrel between the Wang family and the Xiao family."

"Wang Fan..." the woman muttered softly, with a smile on her face, "...that name is also good."

Seeing this scene, Wang Fan only felt a glimpse in his heart, and inexplicable emotions filled his whole chest.

He stepped forward and called out to the two of them, but found that he couldn't get close again no matter what.

On the contrary, the distance between the two was getting farther and farther, and finally, his eyes fell into darkness.

……

The phantom moon in the sky shone faintly.

"Hmm...my head hurts."

In a dilapidated small courtyard room, a teenager was lying on the bed, his body was red and his face was full of pain.

Wang Fan who "looked" at this scene was stunned for a moment.

This boy was Wang Fan himself when he was 14 years old.

For some reason, the thirteenth prince Wang Fan, who had always been in good health, suddenly developed a high fever and was dying of illness, but for some reason, no imperial physician came to treat him.

Only a court lady who was younger than him was running around for him.

The little maid was only eleven or twelve years old, and her body was extremely thin. She guarded the pot of decocting medicine for a while, and squeezed a towel to wipe Wang Fan's sweat for a while.

After a while, a bowl of dark soup was finally ready.

"Master, drink up the medicine quickly, and you will be fine after drinking it." The little maid gently lifted Wang Fan up, and brought the bowl to his mouth, "Be careful, it's hot."

The dazed boy drank all the soup.

Then, he lay down on the bed in a daze, motionless.

The little maid was slightly relieved.

She pinned all her hopes on this bowl of medicine.

But what kind of magical medicine can a little palace maid who has no knowledge of medicine and has never taken any medicine make up with the help of a pharmacy she learned from outside the palace?
But the little maid had no other choice.

With a sound of "bang", the little maid who had been exhausted for many days finally sat down on the bed leaning against Wang Fan in a daze.

Wang Fan felt a pain in his heart.

Because he knew that the last efforts of the little maid had also come to naught.

Her master eventually died.

The one who survived was him, Wang Fan of the earth world.

"The next thing is my arrival." Wang Fan concentrated his mind and carefully "watched" everything that was about to happen, not daring to be distracted in the slightest.

This is the biggest obsession in his heart.

It is also an important clue to return to the earth world.

Crackling!

In the dim small room, a burst of bright light burst out suddenly, but it was the brilliance of stars shining in the room, and finally condensed and turned into a figure.

The figure gradually became clear, and it was a handsome and resolute middle-aged man.

"The patriarch of the Xiao Clan, Xiao Huan!" Wang Fan was startled, "Could it be that my arrival had something to do with Xiao Huan?"

Xiao Huan slowly approached the wooden bed, looked at Wang Fan with a sick face, and sighed.

"Fan'er, I've suffered so much for you." There was regret in Xiao Huan's voice, "You are the purest descendant of the Xiao Clan for more than 200 years, and only you can complete the mission of the Xiao Clan..."

He gently stroked the top of Wang Fan's head.

Rays of starlight converged on the palm of his right hand, and were about to press on Wang Fan's forehead.

At this moment, an extremely cold voice came over.

"Stay away from him!"

Wang Yan, dressed in white silk, suddenly appeared in the room, staring at Xiao Huan, his indifferent eyes were filled with coldness and a trace of killing intent.

He had murderous intent towards Xiao Huan.

A bitter smile appeared on Xiao Huan's face.

Once upon a time, they were still brothers and sisters who lived and died together. Even when Wang Yan seized his throne, their relationship did not change much.

But now, they have turned against each other.

"Ah Yan, why are you bothering?" Xiao Huan said, "Fan'er has been destined to do that thing since he was born. It's like a fate, and he can't go against it."

Wang Yan's eyes suddenly opened wide, filled with bloodshot eyes.

"So, you just integrated the thing that Emperor Tianming left behind into my son's body?" Wang Yan's deep voice contained uncontrollable anger.

"This is his fate!" Xiao Huan shouted.

"fart!"

Wang Yan couldn't bear it any longer, he swung his palm, and the stream of light shone, Xiao Huan's body was instantly smashed into a ball of shattered stars, which slowly dissipated in the air.

"You can't stop..." Xiao Huan's residual voice gradually faded away.

After killing Xiao Huan's avatar with one palm, Wang Yan set his eyes on the young man on the bed.

The look that was originally filled with murderous intent and anger quickly softened, taking on a hint of kindness.

In an instant, he changed from a ruthless murderer to a father.

"Fan'er, don't worry, I promised your mother will take good care of you, so I will definitely take good care of you."

Wang Yan's voice was low and soft, as if speaking to Wang Fan, but also as if speaking to himself.

A group of faint white light appeared in Wang Yan's hands, which seemed to exude a faint warmth.

"Looking" carefully, some picture fragments flashed from time to time in this white light group. In these pictures, there are some strange scenes, including skyscrapers with a height of hundreds of feet, spacious and bright schools, and people running on the stone and mud roads. There are steel machines and huge iron beasts flying in the sky.

"Fan'er, this is the memory of 'you' from another world, I hope this will allow you to escape your fate..."

The next moment, Wang Yan pressed the white light ball on Wang Fan's forehead.

The white light cluster disappeared instantly and merged into Wang Fan's body.

Seeing this scene, Wang Fan's face changed drastically.

(End of this chapter)