"Don't worry, I have my own way."

Ye Fan smiled, his pale face still looked weak.

Even walking was a bit unsteady.

"Dad, I'll hold you up."

The little guy Chu Lin broke free from his aunt Ye Yuyan's arms, ran over, and held Ye Fan's hand.

Ye Fan smiled and glanced at the little guy who called his father.

Although he still doesn't know how this little guy got here.

However, his mother had already regarded him as a grandson.

Qiu Mucheng also regards him as her own.

Regardless of blood relationship or not, Ye Fan has already accepted that Chu Lin is his son's reality.

"Son, are you afraid?"

"I'm not afraid! When I'm with Dad, Xiaolin is not afraid."

Ye Fan smiled gratifiedly.

Is this what being a father feels like?

Is this what it's like to have a son?

"Good son."

"Then help father go forward."

"Today, you will fight side by side with your father."

Just like that, a child less than five years old led a man covered in bruises, stepped on the ruins all over the ground, and walked towards the graceful woman standing in front of him holding a sword.

"Xiao Fan"

"Mr. Chu"

"Vango"

Seeing this scene, the people behind couldn't help but burst into tears.

They didn't know why, but they just felt that those two figures, one big and one small, were so tragic.

Like father and son, desperate to die!

Yes.

From everyone's point of view, Ye Fan was going to die.

He was seriously injured and disabled, but Tang Yun was in full bloom.

In this case, no one thought that Ye Fan would be Tang Yun's opponent!

However, knowing that it was death, why did Ye Fan walk alone? JrNovels.com