“Over the past month, I've been taking care of you, making soup pills for you every day, and you're not impressed for a moment. You think I'm serious and you're my son? In fact, I just feel sorry for you. I feel sorry for you until death. ”

“Xiao 'er, what does it mean to live like this? It's like living in the darkest underground, never seeing the sun, never seeing hope. You're supposed to resent us, resent us, resent Bodhi Damo, resent everything in the world, even if you die, you're going to drag us to burial, aren't you? ”

Luo Yunxiao's face was trendy and his eyes trembled slightly.

Eleven zodiac swords seemed to feel the owner's mood, followed by a buzzing trembling sound.

Wow...!

A black-blue flame swept from Lo Yunxiao and spread around.

“The Holy Spirit is the Holy Spirit! Back off!”

Those contaminated with the flame, including the elders of the Immortal King, have changed their faces and can no longer be attacked. They rushed the Immortal Power to resist the flame invasion.

As for the soldiers under the Xuan Immortals, as soon as they were contaminated with the flame, they immediately made a terrible scream.

At one time, everyone backed up continuously and looked at Luo Yunxiao with horror.

The indifferent, cold young man on a weekday, his eyes stained with a little scarlet.

There was a black flame all around.

The crisp and elegant eyebrows that lined it all brought out a little bit of\ 26163; leprechaun smell.

Eleven swords circled around him, and then gradually became illusory in the palm of the white man.

Luo Yunxiao held the long sword and walked one step to Fu Yuzhang and Yin Infinity. He muttered: "Since this is what you want, then I will be all of you. ”

These days were so pacified that he suddenly turned his face over after holding a man to the cloud that he went from heaven to hell, and now the words of the heart of the word are forced.

Fu Yuxiao did all this to push the negative emotions out of Luo Yunxiao's heart.

Only then can this round of red-dust robbery be completed, so as to maximize the power of [no cause or effect].

All these years of agony and fear day and night.

There are also bloody battlefields left behind by chicken dogs that have been witnessed with their own eyes.

There is no less urgency in Fu Yu's heart than to get rid of this son.

At least there's a mighty fix to be able to defend herself, and she?

She is only a fairy king's first class woman, no great magic talent. Once Luo Yunxiao has broken out, the elders of the Underworld will not protect her for the first time.

So Fu Yuxuan appeared tender and merciful to this son, and even showed intense guilt and compelling force.

But in fact, more than anyone else wants him dead.

Hosts of the former [Red Dust Robbery], under deliberate repression, exclusion, humiliation and torture, generally persist for a hundred or two years is the top of the day.

When Fu Yuzhi and Yin Wuxi agreed to trade their eldest sons for profits, they also thought that they only had to survive for dozens of years.

But who knows, 100 years have passed, 200 years have passed, 500 years have passed...

They became more hateful of the son and more averse to bullying, but he persisted year after year.

Closeness and betrayal.

Got lost again.

They let Luo Yunxiao taste the harshest torture in the world and endure unbearable suffering from ordinary people.

But all along, his heart was not completely polluted by negative dark emotions.