"Hey, no! Xiaofan, how can you kneel down to us when you are so precious? Isn't this Zhesha Uncle?"

"No, this is what I want. Asian father and mother. I don't want to see you sad, but I know that paper cannot cover up the fire. If I keep hiding it and don't tell you, I'd probably be even more angry, so I... sorry, please forgive me."

He knew that even if he said sorry countless times now, it would be useless, and there was nothing else except self-blame and guilt.

Ya’s father and mother are so nice to him, but what about him? He actually repaid his grudges and revenge. What is the difference between this and an ungrateful wolf?

He wanted to slap himself hard.

"Child, it is inevitable that my uncle and aunt are sad. After all, such a big thing is our flesh and blood, but we just can't accept this matter for the moment, so the tone is a little heavier. Xiaofan, don't take it to your heart."

Sometimes people can't control their emotions, and under the overwhelming emotions, they will say some words that make each other annoy each other, which makes both parties feel very bad, let alone gunpowder smell.

In fact, when quarreling with each other, calm down and think about it carefully. The results of answering in another way are completely different.

But, who in this world can control their emotions under such circumstances?

Fortunately, although Xuanyuan Haoyan has a bad temper, he is not able to make a reasonable judgment on such a special occasion. It is not already good that he did not scold the other party.

But it is precisely because they are so kind to him that he feels even more sad.

"I... my father and mother, you don't have to be so kind to me."

Xia Fan felt more and more guilty, his hands were clenched, and his body was trembling unconsciously.

He subconsciously gritted his teeth and frowned.

If they beat themselves and scold themselves, that would be fine, but... they didn't, they were really good to themselves.

There are so many things that have happened. No matter what they have done, Asian parents and Asians choose to forgive unconditionally.

Although Xia Fan showed a cold attitude towards outsiders, he treated the people around him with another attitude, and he rarely laughed. If they needed help, he would still help as much as possible.

Jin Si and the other two disagreed, "Silly child, who are you good to you if you don't treat you well? How could uncle and aunt be willing to beat you?"

"I……"

He opened his lips slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but for some reason he retracted his words back into his mouth, maybe he felt it was not appropriate.

Xia Fan really didn't have the courage to look up, as if he was isolated from the world. Everything in this world disappeared into darkness, leaving him alone.

"Child, don't have too much burden. Uncle and aunt really like you. You should get along well with Duzi. They are all my good kids."

"Father and mother, thank you for your love, and I'm very happy to know you, but Chu Chen may have..."

Originally, Xia Fan wanted to say that he might not be the Xuanyuan Zhicheng he knew, but he didn't know that Xuanyuan Zhicheng broke into the door at this time and listened to the words they said.

"Oh? Tell me bad things while I'm not here?"

"Xuanyuan Zhicheng" was unwilling to worry about those things. He had long forgotten his original intention and instinctively released his own hostility, and further spread the cold aura, filling the entire Xuanyuan family.

In an instant, the whole family was shrouded in endless murderous aura, giving people a cold and harsh feeling, as if they were falling into hell, giving people a sense of despair.

It's like sticky plasma, with a little bloody smell, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

The words "Xuanyuan Zhicheng" have long lost the original harmonious picture, and are extremely cold, like an extremely evil stone falling on the nine heavens.

His arrival seemed to dye the world a blood-red color, and there was no life except for the annihilation of creatures.

"You...no, you are not Chu Chen!"

He could tell at a glance that the reason he said this was not because he was afraid, but because he felt that the person in front of him was a little scary;

"You are right. I am indeed not Xuanyuan Zhicheng, I am his inner demon! I have been no see for a long time. I don't think you will forget this voice."

His voice no longer belongs to Xuanyuan Zhicheng's original voice, but tone of Xuanyuan Xuantong when he was murdered!

In addition, my eyes have long been dyed blood red, and the hair color has changed.

In other words, now he is no longer Xuanyuan Zhicheng, but his inner demon!

"Xuanyuan Zhicheng" sneered, and the curve of the corners of his lips gave people a terrifying feeling.

That expression was like a ghost and god rebirth, like a bloody hand stretching out from hell, making people feel extremely terrifying.

"Xuanyuan Zhicheng" naturally would not care about other people's opinions, so he took the initiative to approach Xuanyuan Haoyan and Jin Si, and simply ignored Xia Fan.

Now he just wants to get close to them and chat with them.

Besides, after all, it’s a son, so it’s not a big deal to see your parents? It’s just borrowing someone’s body. In short, it’s right to change the soup or the medicine. I believe that parents won’t make you feel too heartbroken.

This voice, parents will never forget!

This voice was deeply imprinted in their minds, as if the other party had used sound transmission technique, and it was a little thrusting, constantly circling in their minds, and they seemed to be stimulating.

When the two people first heard this sound, the emotions they showed were different.

Jin Si was surprised, but after all, she was a great mother. Her eyes were a little soft when she saw him.

That is an expression that only mothers can have. This love only belongs to her children.

Xuanyuan Haoyan's pupils suddenly shrank, and he seemed extremely frightened. Even the arc of his mouth was extremely large, just like he saw something terrifying, but he did not retreat. He was as if he was shocked, and he stood still motionless.

Not only was he surprised because Xuanyuan Xuantong was back, but the most important thing was... he took over his own brother!

He really couldn't accept such facts. As his brother, Xuanyuan Xuantong really harmed his youngest son? But if so, where did their second son Xuanyuan Zhicheng go?

At this moment, they really had a lot of things to say to Xuanyuan Xuantong, but because they wanted to say too many things, they didn't know which sentence to speak first.

Maybe it was because he was too shocked, which led to Xuanyuan Haoyan's speech becoming less and his body shivered unconsciously.

"You... are you Xuanyuan Xuantong?"

"That's right, Father, you still remember me, Queen Mother, where are you? Do you still remember me?"

The sentence "Xuanyuan Zhicheng" sounds like it is not warm, but when you listen carefully, you feel a little disappointed, just like you encounter something sad, and it is difficult to speak.

Jin Si was so shocked that she couldn't speak, but Xuanyuan Haoyan was different. He really had too many things he wanted to say and wanted to interrogate.

Originally he wanted to say something caring, but who would have thought that the words would change their taste, which led to the whole family becoming a battlefield;

"I'm talking to you! Why are you here now? Are you not causing trouble with me and your mother?"

"Xuanyuan Zhicheng" was ridiculous after hearing it. He seemed to hear some ridiculous joke and couldn't help but sneer:

"Hahaha! I'm causing trouble? Father, this is really sad. I came back this time to see you, but you... Mother, do you think so too?"

"No! Xuantong! Don't get me wrong. Mom really misses you! Since you left, Mom has never been talking about you for a day. You will be the one you close every day!

Xuan Tong... Don't blame your father! He is just a stingy mouth and soft-hearted person. He really loves you! Don't be angry!"

Jin Si collapsed and burst into tears. Now she really wanted to hug Xuanyuan Xuantong and make up for all the responsibilities that had not fulfilled over the years.

"My mother, I know that you have always loved your son, but...Father, are you not welcome me back?"

"Xuanyuan Zhicheng" knew that he shouldn't take over his younger brother's body, and he shouldn't meet them in this way, but what his father said was so sad.

Among the inner demons, he may be considered friendly. If someone else had probably not been so kind, he would have tried every means to seize the other person's body. If his heart was a little more vicious, Xuanyuan Zhicheng would have really disappeared from this world!

He regretted it a little, but after all, he was too soft-hearted and failed to make that decision.

In fact, it is not entirely because of their soft hearts. After all, they are brothers, with blood connected, and bones connected to tendons.

If it weren't for this relationship, he would have...

Xuanyuan Haoyan shook his head and said, "No, not... I thought that the inner demon would be anyone, but I never thought that the inner demon would be you!

Xuanyuan Xuantong, do you know what you are doing? Xuanyuan Zhicheng is your brother, why do you want to harm him!"

"I don't have it!!!" "Xuanyuan Zhicheng" couldn't help but roar.

Do you think I want to be his inner demon?

He didn't say the following sentence, maybe he thought it was not in line with his style of doing things.

At this moment, he was thinking that if God hadn't heard my resentment, I might not have lived now.

It may sound a bit fantastic, but that's the truth.

But I didn't expect that this opportunity to be reborn was actually based on my younger brother's body.

"You said you didn't harm him, so what are you going to do now?" Xuanyuan Haoyan didn't believe this, just pretending that this was an excuse the other party had found.

"I……"

Xuanyuan Xuantong was speechless for a moment and didn't know what to say. It seemed as if he had eaten a dead spider into his stomach, which looked extremely ugly.

Well, he admitted that he did want to harm Xuanyuan Zhicheng several times, but he finally held it back. Although his mouth was a little vicious, his heart was still good after all.

No matter what, it is a devil, and it is impossible to do something without profit.

There is a price, but it’s just a matter of severity. After all, it’s a devil. How can there be a good thing for free transactions?


Chapter completed!