While Fang Chuan was talking, he waved his hand sharply.

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The rays of light, like silk, burst out from his hands.

In the blink of an eye, this silk-like light submerged into He Wei's body.

He Weiwei couldn't help shaking her body, followed by shock.

She looked at Fang Chuan in surprise: "How could you possibly?"

"Ha ha."

Fang Chuan just smiled: "What is impossible?"

He hooked He Weiwei: "Come here!"

"Yes!"

Struggling appeared on He Weiwei's face, but then he walked towards Fang Chuan step by step.

It turned out that she had been controlled by this silk of Moro.

This Morrow's silk means control.

And now, Fang Chuan used his own spiritual knowledge to transform these Moro's threads.

Therefore, he easily controlled He Weiwei.

"Why do you want to help Brahmin?" Fang Chuan asked indifferently.

"because...."

He Weiwei is still struggling, but there is nothing he can do.

She sighed: "Because I have always been a Brahmin!"

"Weiwei..." He Qiyang couldn't help being surprised.

"Dad, you only know how to make money, but you don't know how to give me what I want!"

He Weiwei looked at He Qiyang with a trace of resentment on her face.

She said again: "I have money, but no father's love."

"Because my mother can't be with you and can't bear loneliness, she fooled around with other people!"

"I can't stand this kind of family!"

"I came here to seek your care!"

"But, I didn't see your love for me!"

"It's a Brahmin instead, they gave me what I wanted!"

"I can even feel Lord Shiva, a kind of care for me!"

He Wei Wei's expression gradually became a kind of enjoyment.

With a kind of attachment.

She looked at Fang Chuan again: "You never know what kind of experience it is to be cared by God!"

"They want me to catch you, I must complete this task!"

She smiled: "If I can't complete this task, I would rather die!"

There was a resoluteness on her face!

"Before coming, the master said that if I can't catch you, I won't have the value of staying in this home!"

She winked: "So, I must catch you!"

"Home?" He Qiyang heard He Weiwei's words, his expression already ugly.

When he heard He Weiwei say that Brahman is home, he was completely blinded.

He did not expect that his daughter would have such a big resentment towards him.

His body was shaking.

He looked weakly at He Weiwei: "Weiwei, I am willing to use everything I have in exchange for your happiness!"

"Even if it is my life, I will not hesitate!"

Tears flowed down his eyes.

"Ugh."

Fang Chuan sighed, "You are the hypocritical of the rich second generation!"

"You just need too much from others before you ignore what others give you."

"Some people, even if they receive a little care, will treat them as precious, do you know?"

Fang Chuan was a little excited.

He knows what this feeling of no parental care is.

It's not that he can't feel it, or his parents don't care about him.

Rather, he didn't have that opportunity!

He Weiwei has parents and good family conditions.

She was so indifferent to her father's love for herself.

How can he not be angry when he looks like he is a victim?

"What do you know?" He Weiwei shouted loudly: "You don't even know, I don't want money, I want fatherly love!"

Snapped--

Fang Chuan raised his hand and slapped He Weiwei away.

Huh--

And the next moment, he has reached He Wei Wei.

He grabbed He Weiwei by the collar and lifted her up.

He sneered: "You don't deserve these at all!"

"You don't even know how much a person wants to have parental care if he loses his parents!"

"Even if it is a word of greeting or a word of concern, that is enough!"

"Do you understand?"

Fang Chuan shook his head: "No, you don't understand at all!"

"you--"

He Weiwei felt Fang Chuan's powerful mood swings.

The black energy on her body has also faded a little.

But then, she said again: "No, you don't understand me at all!"

She sternly said: "If I don't take you back, I might as well die!"

"dead?"

Fang Chuan sneered: "Your life is yours alone?"

"Why do you enjoy everything about your father and then end your life so selfishly?"

"Do you deserve these?"

Fang Chuan's eyes drenched, his momentum enveloped He Wei Wei.

He Weiwei's mind was greatly impacted.

"But, I still have to take you back!"

She shook her head: "I can't disobey the master's order, nor can I let them down!"

"Ugh!"

At this moment, He Qiyang sighed suddenly.

He grabbed the knife that He Weiwei had just dropped on the ground and rushed towards Fang Chuan.

Sneer----

The black knife containing the power of Brahman directly pierced Fang Chuan's back.

"I'm sorry." He looked apologetic, but in his eyes, he was determined.

boom!

However, at this moment, Fang Chuan's hand, like lightning, grabbed He Qiyang's wrist.

Following that, a force rushed out, and He Qiyang flew out with his whole body.

Win!

The next moment, the black knife was nailed to He Qiyang's side.

He Qiyang is shaking all over!

"I..." He couldn't help taking a sip of water.

Huh--

And then, Fang Chuan waved his hand, and a suction pulled He Qiyang over.

Then, Fang Chuan's other hand lifted He Qiyang up.

"Why are you attacking me?"

Fang Chuan asked coldly: "Do you know the consequences of attacking me?"

"I!"

He Qiyang glanced at He Weiwei, and said with difficulty: "I, He, is a very affectionate person!"

"I know, I am very sorry for doing this, Mr. Fang!"

"But, I don't want Wei Wei to be so..."

When he said this, he paused, and then said: "However, I will definitely use my life to pay for my life!"

There was a certain determination in his tone.

"Ha ha."

Fang Chuan sneered, shaking his hand, and He Qiyang fell to the ground.

He smiled faintly: "My life, can you afford to pay for it?"

The surging murderous intent was passed on.

Both He Qiyang and He Weiwei were shaking.

Their hearts were greatly impacted.

boom!

He Weiwei also fell to the ground.

At this moment, Fang Chuan walked towards He Qiyang step by step.

"I...."

He Qiyang's teeth were trembling, and Fang Chuan was like a **** of death to him.

"Do you regret it?" Fang Chuan continued to move forward with killing intent.

"I..." He Qiyang looked at Fang Chuan and then at He Weiwei.

He shook his head: "I don't regret it! I'm sorry!"

"If you do something wrong, you have to pay the price!" Fang Chuan said, raising his hand!