Death of Douluo

"This is... Titled Douluo!?" Mo Fan looked at the middle-aged figure in a gorgeous robe, and his heart suddenly sank to the bottom of his heart, because he noticed the old man's unconcealed hatred, which meant that in front of Ming Ming This middle-aged titled Douluo in gorgeous robes...is the enemy!

While Mo Fan was sizing up the middle-aged man in hua robe, the middle-aged man in hua robe was also sizing up Mo Fan.

"Mo Fan? This is the first time we meet. Let me introduce myself. My name is Dai Yiming. In terms of seniority, you have to call me uncle!" The middle-aged man in Chinese robe looked at Mo Fan and said calmly.

"Mo Fan is just a child I picked up from the wild. He is not a member of the family!" The old man on the side roared angrily upon hearing this.

Dai Yiming smiled and shook his head, and said lightly: "My dear brother, is this your attitude towards your elder brother?"

"Brother? Hahaha!" The old man laughed crazily, his expression constantly changing, with hatred, unwillingness, pain... making the old man look like he was losing his mind.

"Old man." Mo Fan quickly stepped forward to support the old man's trembling figure due to excitement.

Brother, Dai Yiming, the White Tiger Family with Evil Eyes, Titled Douluo...

"The old man turns out to be from the Star Luo royal family. Then the titled Douluo in front of him is Dai Mubai's father, the emperor of the Star Luo Empire!"

Under this series of clues, Mo Fan was shocked and at the same time guessed the identity of Dai Yiming in front of him. As for the old man's past, Mo Fan also had a rough guess in his mind.

"Uncle, let us go. I will take the old man to Tiandou. We will not return to the Star Luo Empire in the future. You don't have to worry about us having any impact on the Star Luo Empire or the Evil-Eyed White Tiger Family."

This is an indescribable gap.Mo Fan couldn't resist at all in his heart. Titled Douluo, this was the most elite existence among gods in the world!

The old man looked at Mo Fan beside him, his expression gradually regained his composure, and memories emerged at this moment.

What Mo Fan didn't know was that the past six years could be said to be the happiest six years for the old man.

The old man spent the first half of his life constantly fighting for the throne. This was his fate that he could not escape, so he could only choose to face it.

Brothers are also enemies, this is the Star Luo Empire.

The fight for the throne failed, and his lover was killed. Although he successfully faked his own death, he eventually lost an arm and a broken foot, becoming a useless person.

Revenge is the only support for the old man to survive.

But how can a cripple take revenge on a majestic empire?Decadence, hatred, regret, unwillingness, all kinds of negative emotions flooded the old man like a tide.

The appearance of Mo Fan was like a dawn for the old man, letting him get rid of the pain and regret in the past. Looking at Mo Fan's growth, the old man seemed to feel that there was a glimmer of hope in life, which also made his dim heart Life is a little more colorful.

The unexpected fact that Mo Fan had soul power broke the old man's normal life.

The possibility of a picked-up child possessing soul power is almost non-existent, but the possibility of being close to non-existent happens to Mo Fan, and the level of innate soul power is so high!

Secondly, the most important thing is that Mo Fan was selected by Zhu Zhuqing to accompany him as a reading companion. How could the old man not know the situation of Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai? This age gap of nearly six years has already laid the foundation for the failure of Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai. ending.

The old man doesn't want or want Mo Fan to participate in this fight. He doesn't want Mo Fan to follow in his footsteps!So he could only run away with Mo Fan.

And it happened that Mo Fan was also willing to leave, so the old man followed the trend and left with Mo Fan.

Before leaving, the old man also considered the possibility of being exposed, but now that the matter was over, even at the risk of being exposed, the old man still chose to leave with Mo Fan, because if he didn't leave, in his opinion, Mo Fan's future You can see the head at a glance, so it's better to work hard. If you leave Xingluo, then at least Mofan's future will be free and unfettered.

Although the old man had already prepared for the worst, when he really faced Dai Yiming, everything in the past appeared before his eyes as vividly as before, so he was crazy, angry, hated his family, and hated his brother, but in front of him, Regarding Mo Fan, the old man’s only thought now is to let Mo Fan live.

Boom!

The old man broke away from Mo Fan's support and fell to his knees.

"Old man, what are you doing!" Mo Fan's eyes turned red, looking at the old man kneeling on the ground, trying to help him up.But the old man pushed Mo Fan away.

The old man's turbid eyes, which were filled with bloodshot eyes, stared at Dai Yiming in front of him, "I have never begged you in my life. This time, I beg you. For the sake of the brotherhood between us, brother, I beg you, please let Mo Fan go, he will not have any impact on the family."

Dai Yiming was a little surprised when the old man knelt down, "Brother? I have forgotten the last time you called me brother. Five years old? Six years old?"

Dai Yiming turned to Mo Fan, "With a soul power close to level ten, your innate soul power should only be level seven, right? It's impossible for you to improve like this in just eight days, so... your innate soul power The soul power should be level nine, even close to the innate full soul power!"

There is no way to hide Mo Fan's strength in the eyes of Titled Douluo.There was a trace of curiosity in Dai Yiming's eyes, and an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Interesting, the martial soul body can still hide its innate soul power under the eyes of so many people. The innate soul power is so high, according to the If you say this, it is a hidden danger! What do you think? Brother."

The old man's figure trembled, and he spoke again, with a low voice and a hunched figure, looking so lonely, "Please...brother, please let him go."

"Old man, get up." Mo Fan's eyes were blood red and he bit his lips tightly, facing the threat of death and the old man who was like a father.

With a pure white Quincy uniform and a moon-white bow and arrow, he took one step forward and the eleven or twelve year old figure stood directly in front of the old man. Mo Fan made his own choice, and this was also his choice. He would never allow others to hurt the old man.

Because this is the person who raised him up with all the hardships, this is his father, and he is also his only concern and bond in this strange world.This is Mo Fan.

"You are really a stupid boy, why are you so stupid..." The old man looked at Mo Fan's small figure, and tears had already filled his red eyes.

Mo Fan looked at the old man with a grin, tried hard to control the arm holding the bow from shaking, and said softly: "Old man, we are a family..."