Following Zheng Kun forward, Zheng Gan soon arrived at the destination of the trip.

Under the vast starry sky, there is a lonely villa.

The area is not large, with two and a half floors of the attic. It is more like a homestead than a villa.

This world has no soil, but it can be built, and the part of the foundation is clearly visible.

What is the reason why this kind of house can survive in this world? Zheng Gan can't understand it anymore and is too lazy to understand it.

After all, the 0.14 Xiumo index makes the physical rules of the Demon God Realm extremely fragile. Even ordinary people can achieve a feat of one hundred light-years in one step as long as they can ensure that they do not die.

So in this world, logic like physics does not exist at all, and there is nothing reasonable or unreasonable.

The only reasonable thing is: existence means reasonable.

The Demon God Realm is such a convenient world.

Zheng Gan sighed in emotion.

"Get in." Zheng Kun seemed friendly, but actually said with a three-point coercion.

Zheng Gan took a few deep breaths and tried to calm himself down, and then stepped into the homestead.

When you enter the door, a strong fragrance penetrates your nose.

The room is decoratively decorated, and to be precise, it should be quite luxurious.

Solid wood floors and white printed wallpaper are the first impression when entering the door.

On the glass coffee table in front of the leather sofa, there is also a set of tea sets, with a faint heat floating.

In the small copper incense burner in the center of the coffee table, there is a nanmu burning, and the fragrance is swaying.

There are some variety shows on the earth on the TV.

This Yanran looks like a well-off home on earth.

In the kitchen, there was a rustling sound of cooking.

"Here." Follow Zheng Kun and Zheng Gan came to the living room.

A large white solid wood table was filled with food.

Until this time, Zheng Gan finally saw his biological parents for the first time since he was born.

The man looks very similar to Zheng Gan, with a little white hair in his hair, but he looks very young overall, like he is in his early thirties, wearing glasses and pajamas.

A woman has a slim figure and a strong charm.

She was wearing a red apron and was serving a plate of fried meat with a sweet smile on her face.

Zheng Gan clearly saw with his senses that in the kitchen not far away, the pot was not hot, the oil was full, and the material was not moving.

These meals are all created by relying on the world's extremely low Fumo index, rather than really made.

What a convenient world.

"Dad, mom, I'm taking my brother back."

Zheng Kun said, arching Zheng Gan with his shoulder: "Call him parents."

Zheng Gan had a cold face and did not speak out.

Can't call.

How could it be called an exit?

They were the ones who threw themselves into the dungeon with their own hands.

Let me call them parents? Are you not sick?

"I asked you to call me parents, are you deaf?" Zheng Kun's face turned dark like a book, and he shouted coldly.

Zheng Gan glanced at him, and his mouth was as hard as if it had been slit.

It looks like you have the feeling of killing me.

"If you don't want toast, you will be punished for wine."

Zheng Kun stretched out his fingers, and a purple divine power poured into Zheng Gantian Ling.

Zheng Gan instantly felt that his intelligence in his body was paralyzed and his sense of touch seemed to be deprived.

When your mouth opens, you will shout out the word "My Parents".

[Notice: Notice, strong mental control detected.]

Resist me!

[Resistance is ineffective.]

Hold!

Zheng Gan violently transported all the magic elements.

It's very strange to say.

In the Demon God Realm, Zheng Gan can exert all his strength without untiing his human form.

A large amount of magic essence was poured into the brain, but no matter what, it could not excrete the trace of magic essence that invaded the brain.

Zheng Gan made a fuss and directly cut off all nerves' instructions, resisting Zheng Kun's mental control in the most primitive, violent and direct way.

But even so, my body was still stiff.

As long as his magic is a little relaxed, the control of his mouth will definitely be taken away by Zheng Kun, and he will be forced to say two words that are extremely insulting to Zheng Gan: parents.

I won't shout!

I won't shout even if I die.

The two forces collided violently on the head, and Zheng Gan Qijiao could not bear the force quickly. He spewed out a lot of blood like an explosion, and his teeth on his mouth had already been bitten to pieces.

"Scream to me!"

"Um~"

Seeing that Zheng Gan was about to be suffocated to death, his father finally looked up.

The cold eyes met Zheng Gan's hostile gaze like a knife.

"Enough, Kun'er, don't force him to do such a small matter."

When Zheng Kun heard this, he withdrew the magic essence from Zheng Gan's mind.

“Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Zheng Gan felt a lighter all over, and he knelt down on one knee like a limp, panting violently.

Underneath, blood had already formed a pool of blood, dyeing the wooden floors red.

If this place is really realistic, then these valuable solid wood floors are going to be scrapped, right?

But the reality is not.

In just a blink of an eye, the blood disappeared.

Zheng Gan suddenly felt a lighter on his body.

The seven orifices that exploded were healed instantly without even noticed them.

He raised his head and his father was looking at him calmly, his mouth slightly raised.

"I'm a little bit of a backbone, I'm worthy of being my son." After the father said that, the chair opposite him, which was next to Zheng Gan, was uncovered inexplicably: "Sit down, since you're here, have a meal first."

"snort."

Zheng Kun ignored Zheng Gan and pulled open the adjacent seats and sat down on his own.

After finally recovering from the sensation, Zheng Gan tried his best to breathe a few times before stabilizing his irritable heartbeat.

He glanced at his own brother and parents, and finally sat down.

"Zheng Yang, you are too harsh on your children." The last dish, pearl jade white jade soup, the mother finally served it, and said with a little reproach.

Zheng Gan’s father, Zheng Yang, laughed and said, “How come I am harsh? Didn’t I force him?”

"Although I said I wasn't forced?"

The mother gave him a blank look and then patted Zheng Kun's head with reproach: "Zheng Kun, you are the same, so you can't be gentler to your younger brother."

Zheng Kun shrugged indifferently: "I have no feelings for him, and I have no interest in the weak. You want to see him. If I were asked to decide, he would have been killed by me long ago."

When the mother heard this, she sighed helplessly. Finally, she looked at Zheng Gan gently: "Sorry, they are just like this, don't worry.

Uh what... I know that my husband and I have done unforgivable things to you. If you call me mom, you may not be able to accept it. You can also call me my name.

My name is Wei Yin."

Zheng Gan is not a role that can be settled with just a few soft words.

His frowning brows were not relaxed at all. He looked at her coldly, did not talk to her, and asked back coldly: "Can you be straightforward?

It’s really like that when I pretended to be like this sweet little family. Haha, I’m so moved, I’m so moved and crying?

So can you just click it? What do you want to do if you ask me to come here?"

Zheng Yang, who was about to pick up food, shook his hands slightly when he heard this.

Immediately, he took back his chopsticks and slapped them on the table as if he was angry, making a loud bang.

If Wei Yin hadn't glared at him, he might have taken action, right?

But he seemed to be very taboo about Wei Yin, so he closed his eyes, took a long breath, adjusted his emotions, and spoke.

"You want to go straight to the point? OK, I'll tell you straight to the point.

I can plead for mercy to [], because of the relationship between father and son, as long as the truth is handed over, I can save your life."
Chapter completed!