Seeing that Wuqi was weak and was about to collapse again, Perot quickly pressed his hand on Wuqi's right shoulder and transmitted the huge energy in his body to Wuqi's body in an extremely gentle way.

As his energy continued to be delivered, Wuqi, who was about to collapse, felt a warm current gentle influx from his right shoulder, then flowed through his limbs, his mind, and finally merged into his tendons and veins and flesh.

Perot's method naturally cannot have a jaw-dropping magical effect like Wuqi's medical technique, but his actions can temporarily prevent Wuqi's injuries from worsening, enough to prevent Wuqi's mind from collapsing because of too serious injuries.

"What did you want to say just now?" After three seconds, Perot suddenly asked softly when he saw that Wuqi's complexion finally stopped getting worse, but became more and more stable.

"Answer the question in your heart." Wu Qi replied slowly when he heard this. His voice was extremely light at this moment, but it was significantly more stable than before. "It was the master who raised me. I am an orphan. It seems that you know who my father is, so please tell me."

Anyone would want to know who his biological father was, even if he was just an orphan. Wuqi wanted to know this just because he wanted to know where his bloodline came from, what his father was named, and what surname he was named.

The reason is very simple, because he has no surname and only has a name. However, these are just questions raised by Wuqi after deducing that his father should have died, otherwise he would never ask, because he could not forgive his father for being cruel to abandon his own affairs after he was born.

Of course, he actually hoped to find out who his mother was. However, Wuqi could not blurt out all the questions in his heart like a shrew, and his physical condition at this time did not allow him to say too much, because this would make him die again.

The feeling of death was so terrifying. Wuqi really didn't want to experience the horror that could make his soul tremble again in such a short time, so he just silently suppressed all these subsequent questions back to his heart and asked the question he wanted to know the most at this time.

After the voice sounded, Wuqi's expression was very calm. Although his face was still pale and without a trace of blood, it was obvious that his breath had stabilized under the adjustment of Pero's energy like a warm current.

But after hearing this, Perro's expression was not calm at all, and his heart could not be calm. After looking at Wuqi for three seconds, he seemed to have suffered a huge blow suddenly and asked unexpectedly: "Don't even your master know who your father is?"

Seeing Wuqi shake his head again, Perot's heart suddenly felt a little confused again, and he thought to himself: Why is this kid an orphan?

With Qingchengzi's strength, isn't it enough to protect his own children? His strength back then was not weaker than mine now. Could it be that Qingchengzi was already dead when this kid was born? No. He shouldn't be able to die, but why is this?

There was no answer to these questions. The original questions were only one or two, but Perot could not have thought that the question that suddenly arose from the bottom of his heart became more and more thought, and the more he thought about it, the more strange he felt. In the end, he even began to doubt whether the dying boy was Qingchengzi's child.

So, Perot did not rush to speak, but his eyes condensed, as if he was looking for evidence on Wuqi's face to prove his inner guess. He kept going up and down, looking at him silently for about three seconds, then he nodded slowly and relaxed his heart.

He said to himself: That's right. These eyes are exactly the same as Qingchengzi. If it weren't for his child, the eyes would never have grown like this.

"You are the child of Qingchengzi. That is, my child. In other words, you can call me godfather. Your father and I were good brothers who were worshipping sons back then." After three seconds, Perot finally gave the answer, and he said slowly. At this moment, Perot's eyes no longer calmed down, but suddenly became very gentle, and even his tone of speaking became extremely friendly.

As soon as this was said, the members of the Breaking Corps were stunned. Even Balk and others in the distance opened their mouths wide. Although they did not speak even a slight sound at this moment, their hearts seemed to be swallowed up by the storm, and they were so shocked that they could not add to it, and they could not say a word for a moment.

What? Perot, who is strong enough to be comparable to the Sword Saint and the Fighting Saint, may even be stronger than the Sword Saint and the Fighting Saint, has always had a very friendly smile on his face. In fact, the fat man who is extremely cruel inside is Wuqi's godfather?

The devil who was ruthless and powerful just now, who was so powerful that everyone could not shake, suddenly changed his position and stood on their side? And he was still a relative of Wuqi?

This is really crazy and unacceptable.

Everyone, including Wuqi himself, was in a state of excitement.

Of course, this was not a boiling moment. Everyone did not express any cheers or even dance because they suddenly became a strong peak sanctuary with an unattainable strength. Instead, they were very silent. However, under the silence, everyone's hearts seemed to have been suddenly ignited by a fire, and became extremely crazy.

However, Wuqi is still the most sober person. Although there is also a look of madness in his eyes, he even felt a sense of excitement that had never appeared before because he heard that the other party and his father were the best brothers. But these were just a moment. The next moment, the madness in his eyes was like a meteor passing through the sky like lightning, flashing and passing.

In the end, his face was replaced by a strong look of vigilance.

"Are you saying true?" Wuqi asked cautiously after pondering for ten seconds.

"Of course." Perot saw that Wuqi didn't believe him, and his face suddenly turned a little angry and asked back with anger: "Do I need to lie to you? If I want to lie to you, I might as well kill you directly. Do you think it's easier to kill you directly, or do you risk the death of countless brain cells and deliberately set up a trap for you to jump in?"

Being able to say this proves Perot's openness, and there is no flaw in his words, so Wuqi just thought about it for a moment and then agreed with the other party. And not only that, while he believed Perot, he even flashed a hint of guilt on his face, as if he really apologized for his previous suspicion.

Perot naturally could not have seen Wuqi, a young man who had not yet grown up. Besides, the other party was his godson, so he was only happy inside, so he didn't say much to Wuqi. He smiled and shook his head, then glanced at everyone with a soft look, and said with a smile: "Since you are all friends of my godson, I will naturally not kill you. Don't worry."

I have to say that Perot's words are still very deterrent. At least before he said this, except for Wuqi, everyone seemed to be pressing on a huge rock at the same time, and they were almost suffocating. No matter how calm his face was, they could not be perfectly concealed.

But now, when Perot's words suddenly came out, the huge rock in everyone's heart suddenly disappeared. At the same time, the group led by Naklulu and the three people led by Balk also took a deep breath at this moment, and then vomited it out for a long time, feeling extremely relaxed in their hearts.

However, Wuqi was relieved in his heart and suddenly thought of another question, so he subconsciously asked softly: "Damn..." But as soon as he opened his mouth, he suddenly felt that he was too unaccustomed to the sudden change of name. He couldn't help but hesitate for a moment, then changed his head and asked, "Can I not call you that?"

As long as you make sure that the other party is really Qingchengzi's child and his godson, that's enough, and the name doesn't matter. Perro thought so, so he immediately laughed, and a very friendly smile appeared on his face again. He patted Wuqi's shoulder gently and said, "It's okay. Just call my name directly. I don't care about these things."

"Yeah." Wuqi immediately felt a little respect from the bottom of his heart when Perot was able to agree to his request so readily. Even a knowing smile appeared on his face.

A second later, Wuqi nodded immediately with a smile, then stopped hesitating, and turned the topic back to the original topic and said softly: "Then I will call you Fat Uncle. Fat Uncle, I have a question now. Why did you hear that I came here to find you after hearing about you from the Thousand Faces Man, and the reaction was so intense?"
Chapter completed!