Chapter 217: Not something 2

Qingcheng raised his hand on Yun Haochen's outstretched hand, motioning him to put it down.
Yun Haochen directly let go of his strength, took Qingcheng's hand, and said softly to her: "Okay, I listen to you."
Lin Fan lay motionless on the ground, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, only the ups and downs of his chest proved that he was alive.
At this time, Lin Fan was very surprised that Qingcheng would let him go instead of killing him directly.
Everyone on the court was amazed, how strong is this King Chen? A master-level five-layer full blow can be easily blocked, and one wave can throw someone into the ground? Can you arrest people in the air?
Yun Haochen's strength once again shocked everyone present. But he doesn't care, as long as his city is okay, it doesn't matter if his strength is exposed.
While Dongfang Moqi felt a little fear of Yun Haochen in his heart, he was also more worried. This was his most powerful contender for the throne.
The black-robed man and Long Feiye's eyes explored, is such a strength really just the prince of Weiyang country?
Yun Haochen inadvertently glanced at the black robe man and the opposite Long Feiye, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Want to see through this king? Huh~
Qingcheng looked at Lin Fan indifferently, very calm, and didn't feel unhappy because of his behavior just now.
"You don't have to work in vain. You can't kill me. You don't have to hate anyone. You will end up like this. In fact, you can only blame your own greed. If you don't take this step, maybe your child will still be Fan's family. Young master, your woman can still live well."
As soon as Qingcheng finished speaking, Su Yun and Fan Siqi were also brought over there.
As soon as Su Yun arrived, he saw Lin Fan who was dying on the ground, pulling Fan Siqi and hurried over.
His face was anxious, "Brother Lin! How are you, Brother Lin?" Tears couldn't stop falling.
Lin Fan tried to raise her hand to hold her hand and said, "I... it's okay, cough cough... Don't cry, it's just that it hurts you to follow Qier..."
Su Yun cried bitterly: "No...no, Brother Lin, Yun'er is not afraid of death, as long as he can be with you, Yun'er is not afraid of anything. Qi'er, come here. This is your biological father! Call Daddy..." Fan Siqi on the side.
The eight-year-old Fan Siqi looked at the man who seemed to be dying in front of him for a while, unexpectedly.
The tender and crisp voice of the child yelled softly: "Daddy."
Even Fan Jin and Shi Lizhu were accidents. It stands to reason that Lin Fan has concealed his identity for so many years. Why would Fan Siqi change his lipstick so easily?
Qingcheng's eyes moved slightly, looking at the young Fan Siqi, his facial features were different from the Fan Siming brothers and sisters, the child in front of him was pink and lovely. He inherited Su Yun's softness and Lin Fan's handsomeness, and once again proved that his parents' genes are really important~
When Lin Fan heard the long-lost word "Daddy", his heart was filled with unspeakable joy, and tears filled his eyes with excitement.
Responded with difficulty: "...Ahem, Qi'erguai...Daddy, I'm sorry."
Before he died, he could hear his child yelling father, he was already satisfied.
Fan Siqi cried, "No... Daddy is the best! Daddy is good to my mother, or Qi'er! Every time my brother and sister bully Qi'er, Daddy helps Qier, and every time the lady bullies his mother, Daddy saves him. Mother~Daddy will accompany Qi'er to play and ride a horse for Qi'er. Patriarch's dad never knows, and he is often fierce...Woo~Qi'er don't want his father to die!"
Tears fell from the corner of Lin Fan's eyes, and Su Yun cried even more sadly.