"In the past month, I have taken good care of you and cooked soup and medicine for you every day. Did you feel touched for a moment? Do you think I really treat you as my son? In fact, I just pity you, I pity you until I die I have never tasted the slightest affection."
"Xiao'er, what's the point of living with such a person? It's like living in the darkest underground, never seeing the sun, never seeing hope. You should resent, resent us, resent Bodhidharma, You hate everything in this world, even if it is death, you will drag us to be buried with you, won't you?"
Luo Yunxiao's face was flushed, and the end of her eyes trembled slightly.
The eleven natal swords also seemed to feel the mood of their masters, and made a buzzing and trembling sound.
Wow!
A cloud of black and blue flames shot up from Luo Yunxiao's body and spread towards the surroundings.
"Mingyin Shengyan, it's Mingyin Shengyan! Rewind!"
Those who were contaminated by the flames, including elders at the level of immortal kings, all changed their faces drastically, and they no longer cared about attacking, and quickly used their immortal power to resist the invasion of the flames.
As for those generals under Xuanxian, once they were contaminated by the flames, they immediately let out screams.
For a moment, everyone backed away again and again, looking at Luo Yunxiao in horror.
The usually indifferent and cold young man now had scarlet stains at the corners of his eyes.
Surrounded by black flames.
It made the clear and handsome eyebrows bring out a bit of glamorous coquettishness.
Eleven long swords hovered around his body, and then gradually transformed into one in that slender white palm.
Holding the long sword, Luo Yunxiao walked towards Fu Yushu and Yin Wuji step by step, and said in a hoarse voice: "Since this is what you wish, then I will fulfill your wish."
During these days, all kinds of goodwill and appeasement, after holding people up to the clouds and then suddenly turning his face, let him fall from heaven to hell in an instant, and now every word of Zhuxin's words is pressing.
All that Fu Yushu did was to force out the negative emotions in Luo Yunxiao's heart.
Only in this way can this round of robbery and killing in the world of mortals be considered complete, and only in this way can the maximum power of [Phaseless Karma Cauldron] be brought into play.
All these days and nights of suffering and fear.
And I have witnessed the bloody battlefield left by the Mieshi Xing body.
Fu Yushu's urgency to get rid of this son was no less than Yin Wuji's.
Yin Wuji at least has a strong cultivation to protect himself, but what about her
She is just a girl of the first level of the Immortal King, without great supernatural powers, once Luo Yunxiao gets into trouble, the elders of the Nether Region will not protect her immediately.
So Fu Yushu was gentle and compassionate towards this son on the surface, and even showed deep guilt and compulsion.
But in fact, he wanted him to die more than anyone else.
In the past, the hosts of [Red Dust Tribulation and Killing], under being deliberately suppressed, excluded, humiliated and tortured, generally persisted for a hundred or two hundred years before they were already invincible.
When Fu Yushu and Yin Wuji agreed to exchange their eldest son for benefits, they also thought that it would be enough for them to survive dozens or hundreds of years.
But who knows, one hundred years have passed, two hundred years have passed, five hundred years have passed...
They hated this son more and more, and hated bullying more and more, but he actually persisted year after year.
Intimacy and betrayal.
Gained and lost.
They let Luo Yunxiao experience the most severe torture in the world and suffer unbearable pain for ordinary people.
But from beginning to end, his mind was not completely polluted by negative dark emotions.