Chapter 424: One Last Chance

The third time, Cheng Man still couldn't hold on and cried out in pain.

The two men looked like they had been fished out of the water, their heads covered in sweat and their faces frighteningly pale.

Yang Fan's face became more and more ugly. She warned the two again, "There is one last time. I can cast a spell for the last time. If you can't hold on, you will die."

Cheng Man and An Bohou's faces were filled with despair. If they were to endure that kind of pain again, they would really be willing to die, but they did not want a inglorious death.

But if it really happened again, both of them would have faces full of rejection and fear, and the pain would be so real as if they had really been tortured.

They all vaguely felt that something was wrong with their bodies. Not to mention holding An Chengyu's hand, they didn't even want to look at him. They were all having PTSD.

But there was no other way. If they failed to split their souls, they would all die.

Seeing them like this, Sun Ping felt a little sympathy for them. What kind of pain could make them unable to hold on for even a few minutes? This was a matter of life and death.

Xu Mao, Xie Gaoyi and Yan Qing all looked at Yang Fan with worry.

Yan Qing asked softly, "Grandmaster, are you okay?"

Yang Fan: “Not bad.”

In fact, there is no problem at all, but you still have to put it on to look good.

Twenty million once, four times would be eighty million, which is easily a small goal.

Looking at the painful and desperate expressions of the two people, Yang Fan clicked his tongue in his heart. He couldn't take it anymore after just three experiences. How would he live in the future?

The speed at which she drew the talisman and set up the formation was slower than before. Not to mention Xu Mao and the others, Cheng Man and An Bohou could see that Yang Fan had lost a lot of his magic power. If he failed, it would be really over.

The couple closed their eyes, gritted their teeth and began to endure the pain for the last time.

For the last time, they appeared in that small dark room again. They just sat there quietly and felt uncomfortable all over. This time they were tortured just like before, thinking that as long as they could hold on for the last time, it would be fine.

But they didn't expect that this time was more painful than any previous times. An Chengyu even blocked their mouths with something, making it difficult for them to even breathe.

Time passed very slowly, and they felt humiliation, severe pain, difficulty breathing, a desperate feeling of dying, pain and despair.

This time they couldn't even shout out loud. Time passed by minute by minute. They didn't know how much time had passed. Under that hideous and terrifying face, their vision gradually began to blur.

They seemed to be dying, being raped to death by their own sons.

Before their consciousness finally faded, their chests were filled with hatred. If possible, they would kill this beast and let him experience this kind of pain!
For the last time, Yan Qing and the others watched as the transparent soul was successfully separated from An Chengyu's body.

Yang Fan quickly changed his hand gestures, and many wisps of black air came out from his body. As the talisman formation transformed, the black air went to where they should go. Three of them entered the bodies of An Chengyu, An Bohou, and Cheng Man respectively.

Tian Xinghui wanted those who killed people to experience the same pain as he did, so that they would enter into that pain whenever they closed their eyes for the rest of their lives.

Tian Xinghui saw everything that happened just now. He looked at Yang Fan with a touched face, his mouth opening and closing, and said silently: Thank you.

Seeing that Tian Xinghui was about the same age as his daughter, Sun Ping, as a father, felt very uncomfortable.

Thinking about his own child being bullied by others outside, his heart was broken.

Sun Ping felt even sadder when he thought about how his daughter had almost been abducted and he almost never saw his daughter again.

With tears in his eyes, Sun Ping took out his mobile phone and transferred 20,000 yuan to his daughter, asking her to eat well outside and not to work too hard. Sun Zhilan, who was working in Shanghai, suddenly received the concern from her old father and replied with a few question marks in confusion.

Sun Ping typed on his mobile phone and told the other party about his current situation.

Sun Zhilan who suddenly got the melon:!!!
Who in my family understands this feeling of eating a huge melon while at work!
……

Xu Mao and Xie Gaoyi saw that Tian Xinghui's soul was really separated, and An Chengyu's soul was not damaged at all, and they looked at Yang Fan with starry eyes.

Awesome! Grandmaster!

Yang Fan raised his hand and waved, Tian Xinghui's soul disappeared, the talisman formation disappeared, and the couple An Bohou and Cheng Man, who were sitting on the stool with their eyes closed, suddenly opened their eyes, breathing heavily like drowning people, and sweated profusely.

Yang Fan took a few steps back weakly, and the others rushed forward to support her and helped her sit down on the sofa at the side.

Yan Qing quickly took out a washed peach, a bottle of mineral water, and two bags of pork jerky from her bag and handed them to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan took the peach and took a bite, quickly replenishing his almost unconsumed physical strength.

Xu Mao and Xie Gaoyi looked at his smooth movements with some surprise, but their surprise soon turned into annoyance. If they had known earlier, they should have brought some food for their ancestor.

"Master Yang, are they both okay?"

Sun Ping noticed that something was wrong with Cheng Man and An Bohou.

Cheng Man and An Bohou were still immersed in the feeling of near-death and had not yet recovered. Their bodies were shaking uncontrollably.

An Chengyu woke up slowly on the bed, his voice weak and hoarse, "Dad...Mom..."

When they heard his voice, Cheng Man and An Bohou were so scared that they fell off their stools as if they had heard something terrifying.

Cheng Man, who used to pay the most attention to decency and manners, didn't care about these things. She almost instinctively used her hands and feet to move towards Yang Fan and the others, and An Bohou did the same.

The others looked at their actions in confusion.

Sun Ping subconsciously wanted to help them, but he didn't dare to help them with the things he wanted them to do.

An Bohou and Cheng Man stood up from the ground, hugged each other, and stood behind Xu Mao and Xie Gaoyi in shock.

"Dad..." An Chengyu on the bed struggled to get up, still calling for mom and dad.

Yang Fan seemed not to notice that they were frightened, and kindly reminded them, "Your son has woken up, and he is calling you. Go check on him."

An Bohou and Cheng Man finally came to their senses and met the puzzled looks from others. Only then did they realize what inappropriate behavior they had just done.

They are actually afraid of their own son!

The two looked at each other, quickly adjusted their emotions, tidied up their messy clothes, walked to the bedside and stopped about one meter away from the bed.

An Bohou looked at An Chengyu's face, endured the discomfort in his heart, and asked with concern, "Xiaoyu, how do you feel now?"

"Dad, what's wrong with me? Where is this?"

An Chengyu tried to sit up, but he had no strength left after lying down for a long time without eating.