MMORPG Doomsday War God

"I'm not your son, please let me go up the mountain, senior."

Zhang Zifan was a little angry, but when he wanted to forcibly withdraw his hand, he found that the old man was surprisingly strong, no matter how hard he tried to break free, he couldn't pull his hand away from the old man's hand.

"You are my son, I won't admit it, and I won't admit it when I see it."

The old man was very excited, and he pulled Zhang Zifan to look around.

"Bold, let go of our young master quickly, or don't blame us for being rude."

Seeing that the old man was still indomitable, the subordinates who followed Zhang Zifan couldn't help shouting.

"You're welcome, what a way to be rude!"

When the old man heard this, he was immediately unhappy.

He grabbed Zhang Zifan's wrist, moved his feet, and disappeared into the depths of the dense forest with Zhang Zifan.

"Young master, the young master is missing, hurry up and look for it."

Several disciples of Tongwen Hall saw that their young master and the old man had disappeared, so they couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

Hastily divided into several small groups, and looked around.

"Hey! Let me go! I'm really not your son."

Zhang Zifan could only feel that the scenery in front of his eyes was changing rapidly.

It should be moving rapidly.

"Okay, you're my son, you'll know later."

The red-faced old man smelled of alcohol and grabbed Zhang Zifan's wrist, but he didn't let go.

He ran with him all the way and came to the depths of a cave.

From the looks of it, this cave should be the old man's usual residence.

"here……"

Zhang Zifan was put down, rubbed his sore wrist, and looked at the scene in front of him with some surprise.

"This is where I live, I'll get something later, don't run away!"

The red-faced old man ran deeper into the cave impatiently.

Zhang Zifan looked at the things around him, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

He is Li Siyuan's adopted son, that is to say, Li Siyuan is indeed not his own father.

Although Zhang Zifan usually thinks about what his biological father looks like when he is bored.

However, today, for no reason, he was pulled back by such an old man, saying that he was his son.

Zhang Zifan still had some grudges in his heart.

"Come on, come on, put your hands here."

After a while, the red-faced old man ran out from deeper in the cave, holding a disc in his hand.

On the disc, there is a dent that looks like a handprint.

"what is this?"

Zhang Zifan asked.

"This is my baby. As long as you put your hand into the handprint inside the disk, I can know if you are my son."

The red-faced old man said proudly, grabbed Zhang Zifan's hand and pressed it into the disc.

Although Zhang Zifan was somewhat unwilling, his strength was not worth mentioning in front of this red-faced old man, so he was directly grabbed and pressed into the handprint.

"Easy, light!"

Zhang Zifan couldn't help but let out a scream when he was pressed hard by the old man.

"Oh! Take it easy, take it easy."

The red-faced old man gently adjusted Zhang Zifan's hand, and put it completely inside the handprint.

"Buzz!"

As soon as Zhang Zifan put his hand into the handprint on the disc, the disc immediately glowed brightly.

Seeing this, the red-faced old man became even more excited.

Regardless of other things, he hugged Zhang Zifan directly.

"Son, son, you are my son! Dad finally found you."

Zhang Zifan stayed where he was, with his hands still inside the disc.

At this time, being hugged by the old man, his face flushed immediately.

I could hardly breathe out.

"Oh, I'm really not your son, I'm afraid you have made a mistake."

Zhang Zifan pushed the old man away vigorously, and said seriously.

"No, you are my son. This Yuanpan is a treasure handed down from our ancestors. As long as someone with this line of blood puts his hand into it, as long as Yuanpan can respond, then this person must be a descendant of our line. There is an extremely strong blood relationship."

The red-faced old man looked at Zhang Zifan's expression and continued.

"And you just saw it and reacted, you are my son!"

The red-faced old man said excitedly.

"No, I'm definitely not your son."

Zhang Zifan was still like that, he refused to admit it.

The red-faced old man glanced back and forth at Zhang Zifan.

Suddenly, as if he had discovered a new continent, he pulled Zhang Zifan over.

He tore off half of Zhang Zifan's jade pendant hanging from his waist.

"Look, this is what your mother put on you before she died, and the other half is still with me!"

The red-faced old man said excitedly, while taking out the other half of the jade pendant from his arms. Put it in front of Zhang Zifan.

"This! This is indeed the jade pendant I brought up since I was a child. Every time I face it, I feel a sense of intimacy, so I always carry it with me."

Zhang Zifan was completely speechless.

He saw that the red-faced old man was stitching two jade pendants together.

The two halves of the jade pendant are perfectly connected together, it looks

It's like a whole.

"Son, you are my son. Back then, Li Siyuan from Tongwenguan came to my house with soldiers and horses and killed dozens of people in our family. I happened to be away at that time, and your mother also died in that disaster. When I come back, you are gone, and your mother has her last breath

, told me who the murderer was. "

The red-faced old man looked sad and recalled with grief and indignation.

"I, my mother is dead!"

Zhang Zifan now somewhat believes that the red-faced old man in front of him is his biological father.

"Dead, it was Li Siyuan's hand. After the battle, I kept my name incognito, just to find you, to find this last spark!"

The red-faced old man grabbed Zhang Zifan's shoulder and shook it vigorously a few times.

"Did my mother die at the hands of Li Siyuan?"

Zhang Zifan was awakened suddenly by this shock, suddenly realized some important question, and asked hastily.

"Yes! When I went back, your mother had her last breath. She said that Li Siyuan came to the house with a large number of cronies, and took away a large number of exercises. She was also injured by Li Siyuan, and finally died. .”

The red-faced old man exhaled and replied.