He was completely out of control, and the knife in his hand also landed on the ground.

His body walked towards Fang Chao in a very disorganized manner.

It was like Zhao Benshan who had just walked out of a wheelchair with sixth and seventh.

Straws of evil spirit were like silk threads that bound Wang Han's hands and feet without his control.

Wang Han couldn't even struggle no matter how hard he struggled.

The evil silk thread that binds hands and feet is very tough.

The gap between the two is like a barrier.

The gap between the Chaoyuan realm and the half-step Chaoyuan realm is really big enough.

"Call the adoptive father!"

Wang Han really didn't quite understand what kind of evil Fang Chao was like. Wang Han could understand such behaviors as fathers, whether on or under the bed.

But I can't understand Wang Han, who is a foe of his adoptive father, especially those who are a little rebellious after half a lifetime, can't understand it even more.

Fang Chao said with a smile again, and then added.

"Recognize me as my foster father, I can give you whatever you want!"

Wang Han looked at Fang Chao with awesome eyes.

"Really?"

"Of course!" Fang Chao said with a generous smile.

Wang Han blinked Kazilan's big eyes and showed a kind expression at Fang Chao.

"Then you agree to whatever I say?"

Fang Chao said without hesitation, "Agree!"

Wang Han cleared his throat and asked tentatively.

"Then... adoptive father, can you call me dad?"

Fang Chao's old face trembled, and the corners of his mouth twitched as well.

He raised his hand and patted Wang Han on the shoulder, "I like it, I like it."

As the big hand fell on Wang Han's shoulders.

The rolling evil spirit poured into Wang Han's body.

Fang Chao looked at Wang Han with a smile on his face, and when he saw Wang Han’s eyes change.

"It's exactly the same as Venerable Shi'e! Very well, I recognize me as my adoptive father, and I can cultivate you to at least the first three earthly demons!"

A laugh suddenly came from outside.

Then there was a slight sound when drinking boiled water, and then the sound of twisting the lid of the cup followed one after another, and finally there was a comfortable sound of yelling.

A figure that looked like an old cadre slowly appeared at the door.

He gained weight slightly, holding a thermos in his hand behind him, swaying a bunch of keys around his waist, and a mobile phone cover on his belt.
Chapter completed!