He Pingan's figure slowly turned into nothingness and disappeared from the house. When he reappeared, he was already outside Wu Fan's door.
The sound of Wu Fan's rolling body could be heard outside the house. Due to the long period of screaming, his vocal cords had been completely torn, and he could only make a meaningless hoarse sound.
"Squeak!"
He Pingan pushed the door open and entered the room, and saw Wu Fan huddled in a ball in the corner, banging his head against the wall from time to time. It seemed that this was the only way to relieve the bone-eroding pain in his body.
His arrival did not attract Wu Fan's attention at all.
When his consciousness swept away, he found that the skin of Wu Fan's body had been basically dug into pieces by his nails. It was riddled with holes and pustules all over the body. Occasionally, some black liquid leaked out, exuding a vomiting stench.
At this time, he was a completely different person than when he saw him outside Qian County.
Now even if he is placed in front of Yongchun Hou, I am afraid that Yongchun Hou will not recognize his own son.
He Ping'an used one hand and a trace of mana penetrated into Wu Fan's body, relieving his body pain and repairing his torn vocal cords.
"call......"
The pain in his body suddenly disappeared, causing Wu Fan's tight muscles to relax immediately. He lay next to the wall, breathing heavily.
After a long time, Wu Fan seemed to notice that someone was watching him. Wu Fan suddenly sat up and saw He Ping'an standing aside.
"Who are you?"
"Do not kill me!"
Wu Fan's eyes were horrified, but he seemed to have never seen him before.
"I am He Ping'an."
He Pingan said lightly.
"He Ping'an?"
"do not know!"
"Can you get me out?"
Wu Fan nervously climbed up to He Ping'an, his crazy eyes full of longing: "I am Wu Fan, the heir apparent of Yongchun Marquis. As long as you save me back to Yongchun Marquis Mansion, I beg my father to pass on the title of heir apparent to you."
"Really crazy?"
He Pingan did not expect that in just one month, Wu Fan would have gone completely crazy.
You know, my predecessor also persisted in this for half a year before dying.
But after thinking about it, he understood what Wu Fan's life was like before and what kind of life he was living now.
There is such a huge difference that the average person's nerves may not be able to bear it.
With a thought, his spiritual consciousness entered Wu Fan's sea of consciousness and sorted out the chaotic spiritual consciousness in his sea of consciousness. Wu Fan's eyes gradually became clear.
Even if he dies, he must die clearly.
"It's you......"
Wu Fan saw the person in front of him clearly, his face covered with scars, as if he had seen a demon, and he was terrified.
Injected with a ray of spiritual power by He Pingan, all the pain was magnified a hundred times, making him miserable.
So he chose to commit suicide by hitting the wall, but found that the spiritual power continued to bring vitality, even if he committed suicide, he could not get it.
Instead, it brought endless pain to his body.
"Boom!"
His knees weakened, and he knelt in front of He Pingan and begged: "Master He Xian, it was all my fault back then. I was blind, and I deserved my death..."
"Bah bang bang!"
Wu Fan slapped himself hard several times, until his face was black and blue, and then begged: "I just want to die quickly, please grant it."
He knew that He Pingan could not let him go, and he had already lost all hope of survival.
"In that case, as you wish."
Seeing Wu Fan's pleading look at this time, He Ping'an felt extremely happy, and the obsession in his body seemed to become lighter.
Squeezing the spell gently, the spiritual power in Wu Fan's body was immediately recovered.
"Ahhhh..."
As the spiritual power disappeared and the erysipelas invaded his internal organs, Wu Fan let out bursts of shrill screams. The heart-gnawing pain made him curl up into a ball and roll back and forth crazily on the ground.
It was not until an hour later that Wu Fan stopped rolling. His orifices were bleeding, his face was black and blue, and he died.
"call......"
As Wu Fan died, the last trace of obsession left in his body disappeared without a trace. He Pingan suddenly felt refreshed and his magic power was running a little faster.
"I actually have no obsession with Jiang Yuyan..."
He Pingan was a little strange. The obsession in his body completely disappeared, indicating that his predecessor did not have much hatred for Jiang Yuyan.
But after thinking about it, I figured it out.
The predecessor admired Jiang Yuyan's beauty, tried her best to please her, and tolerated her without any bottom line. Even if she died, she would not dare to have the slightest grudge against her "goddess".
Isn't this just dog licking?
He used his spiritual consciousness to confirm again that Wu Fan was indeed completely cold, and then his body turned into nothingness and left here.
At this time, he also knew that the reason why Wu Fan kept thinking about him was because of Jiang Yuyan's love affair with him.
After her predecessor entered the Drug Testing Department and survived for half a year, Jiang Yuyan urged Wu Fan to send someone to kill her, but failed three times in a row.
Later, Jiang Yuyan disappeared, but Wu Fan became obsessed with He Ping'an, who had been in the Drug Testing Department for eight years.
As long as He Ping An lives for a day, his thoughts will not be clear. He must not let He Ping An come out alive. This has become his obsession, so he planned Zhang San's incident.
…
I don't know how many thousands of miles away from Xuanyang City, on the broad official road.
An astonishingly powerful general in red armor was galloping on his horse with three thousand soldiers under his command. Suddenly, his heart trembled and his expression changed drastically.
"Roar!"
General Chi Jia looked up to the sky and roared, his voice filled with rage and endless pain.
"No matter who kills Fan'er, I will kill him."
Anger rose into the sky, the sound shook the heaven and the earth, and the powerful true energy burst out of the body, tearing all the white clouds above into pieces.
"You guys come back later, I'll take the first step."
He suppressed the anger in his heart, gave an order to the soldiers behind him, dropped the dragon-scaled horse, jumped up, and was several miles away with one ups and downs, and ran for dozens of miles in the blink of an eye.
...
The next day, Wu Fan's body was discovered by the captain. His death did not cause any disturbance. It was normal for several people to die every day in the drug testing department.
According to Captain Sha, this bastard should have died long ago. If the body had not been taken away by the Alchemy Department, he would have wanted to whip the body to vent his anger...
Seven days later, the avatar who stayed in Xuanyang City was summoned and the Marquis of Yongchun returned to Kyoto.
Marquis Yongchun suddenly returned to Xuanyang City without being summoned by Emperor Jiaming, causing an uproar in Kyoto.
Since the founding of Daxuan, there has been an ancestral system. The princes and generals guard the borders and cannot return to the capital unless summoned, otherwise they will be regarded as treason.
There is a storm in Xuanyang City. It depends on how Emperor Jiaming, who has not been in court for thirteen years, handles the matter.
Yongchun Hou Mansion, back courtyard.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
"Master Hou, you are finally back."
"You don't know that that vicious man pretended to be Fan'er and took away most of the gold and silver in the Hou Mansion, and he almost insulted me."
"Fortunately, the red-robed master took action in time and stopped him, otherwise, the slave family would not be able to see you."
"Woooooooo..."
As soon as Marquis Yongchun came back, Wu Yang cried and complained in front of him, vomiting out all the grievances he had suffered for so many days.
"Qiu'er, just be okay."
"I have wronged you all these years."
Seeing Mrs. Wu Yang, a rare tenderness appeared in Marquis Yongchun's gloomy eyes.
After the death of his first wife, Wu Yang was the one he personally chose. He treated Wu Fan very well and stayed alone in the empty house for many years without any complaints.
To this day, he is still extremely satisfied with his choice.
"Master Hou, it doesn't matter to me."
"It's just that Fan'er is still missing. Do you know where he went?"
Wu Yang asked with concern.
"Fan'er is dead..."
As soon as he said this, Marquis Yongchun felt like his heart was cut by a knife. His only son had died so mysteriously.
When the Marquis of Yongchun said that Wu Fan was dead, Wu Yang's eyes flashed with a hint of unnoticeable joy, and it disappeared in an instant.
"What!"
"This is impossible. How could Fan'er die? He is still so young..."
Wu Yang's face turned pale instantly, her eyes were straight, and the corner of her mouth was bitten by her teeth and a trace of blood flowed out, but she didn't seem to notice it.
If He Ping'an were at the scene, he would definitely applaud the actress Wu Yang's acting skills.
Only Qingxia Manyu can compete with her rapid changes and high acting skills.
It must be her abnormal performance and Qingxia Manyu's extraordinary performance.
