Yin Wuji sneered: "What else are you telling him? Just lock him up! Do you see if he has any attitude of being a man? I originally came to nurse his injuries with good intentions and wanted to entrust him with important tasks, but he

What? But he avoided me like a snake and a scorpion, as if I, the father, would harm him."

Luo Yunxiao still lowered his eyebrows and said nothing, but raised a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth.

But Qi Qi in the spirit beast bag couldn't help but cursed: "Damn! Shameless, so shameless! It's like he was not the one who used the restraint to control you, the master, and almost let Yin Yuanyi kill the master.

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"Xiao'er, are you still blaming us for favoring Yi'er in the past and not treating you well?"

Fu Yushu's tears suddenly fell down.

His face was full of guilt and sadness, "I'm sorry, Xiao'er, it's my mother who is sorry for you. You have suffered too much injustice over the years. But we also have our own reasons."

"Mom doesn't ask Xiao'er for you to forgive us right away, but at least give me some time to tell you the truth about that year, okay?"

Luo Yunxiao was stunned, "The truth?"

What other truth is there?

Isn't it that since he was born, he has been destined to be cruel and cruel to his father and his mother?

Even Luo Yunxiao didn't believe it when he was a child.

But one day, he was bullied so much by Yin Yuanyi that the string of reason in his mind broke.

Then, his consciousness became confused and his memory became blurred.

When he woke up again, there were corpses lying around him.

That's thousands of bodies.

There are maids and slaves who serve in the palace of the Netherworld.

There are high-level immortals who specialize in protecting Yin Yuanyi.

Fu Yushu was also specially sent to take care of him, and she treated him very well.

There were corpses on the ground, and blood flowed into a river, soaking his shoes, socks and clothes.

There was a severed hand at his feet, with old and thin fingers tightly grasping his ankle.

Not far away, the old woman's twisted face was looking at him with fear and pleading.

His long mouth was stained with blood, as if he was crying and roaring silently.

One day ago, the old grandma had stroked his head gently and asked him if the cake she made for him today was delicious.

And he killed this kind old man with his own hands.

Luo Yunxiao could not describe the fear and panic she felt at that time.

What's more, he can't forget the horrified and disgusted looks in his eyes when Yin Wuji and Fu Yushu, who hurried over, looked at him.

There was also their joy when they dug out the dying Yin Yuanyi from the pile of dead people.

At that moment, even Luo Yunxiao believed that he was a monster.

A cruel, terrifying, bloody monster who can't control himself anytime and anywhere.

Who would like a monster?

Who would regard a monster as his biological son?

Because of that killing, Luo Yunxiao always harbored a sense of guilt and fear in her heart.

He began to dare not be sincere to anyone around him.

He didn't dare to disobey Yin Wuji and Fu Yushu's requests.

Even Yin Yuanyi's various provocations and humiliations were accepted by him indifferently.

It's not painless or aggrieved.

But what if no matter how wronged we are, no matter how unwilling we are?

He used to not believe in fate, but in the end it became more and more confirmed that he was just a monster.

In this splendid and noble imperial court of the Netherworld, others are always busy and busy, and they are encamping step by step.

But he was not alone, lonely and incompatible with all the bustle and bustle of the world.
Chapter completed!