"In the past month, I have taken great care of you and cooked soup for you with my own hands every day. Have you been touched for a moment and thought that I really treat you as my son? In fact, I just pity you and pity you to death.

I haven’t even tasted the slightest bit of family affection.”

"Xiao'er, what's the point of living like this? It's like living in the darkest underground, never seeing the sun, never seeing hope. You should resent us, resent Bodhidharma,

You hate everything in this world, even if it means death, you will drag us to be buried with you, won't you?"

Luo Yunxiao's face was flushed, and the ends of her eyes were trembling slightly.

The eleven natal swords seemed to have sensed their master's mood, and began to buzz and tremble.

Wow——!

A ball of black and blue flames shot up from Luo Yunxiao's body and spread around.

"Mingyin Shengyan, Mingyin Shengyan! Retreat quickly!"

The faces of those who were contaminated by the flames, including the Immortal King-level elders, changed drastically. They no longer cared about attacking, and quickly used their immortal power to desperately resist the invasion of the flames.

As for the soldiers and generals under the Xuanxian, as soon as they were exposed to the flames, they immediately let out shrill screams.

For a moment, everyone stepped back and looked at Luo Yunxiao in horror.

The young man who was usually indifferent and cold, now had a little scarlet at the end of his eyes.

The whole body is surrounded by black flames.

The clear and handsome eyebrows bring out a bit of beauty and coquettishness.

Eleven long swords circled around him, and then gradually transformed into one in the slender white palm.

Luo Yunxiao held the long sword, walked towards Fu Yushu and Yin Wuji step by step, and said hoarsely: "Since this is what you want, then I will grant it to you."

In these days, all kinds of goodwill and comfort have lifted people up to the clouds and then suddenly turned against them, causing them to fall from heaven to hell. Now they are forcing each other with their heartfelt words.

Everything Fu Yushu did was to force out the negative emotions in Luo Yunxiao's heart.

Only in this way can this round of mortal robbery be completed, and only in this way can the maximum power of the [Shadow Causal Cauldron] be exerted.

These years of suffering and fear day and night.

I have also witnessed with my own eyes the bloody battlefield left by the body that destroyed the world and left no trace of chickens or dogs.

Fu Yushu's desire to get rid of her son was no less urgent than that of Yin Wuji.

Yin Wuji at least has strong cultivation to protect himself, but what about her?

She is just a woman in the early stage of the Immortal King and does not have great magical powers. Once Luo Yunxiao gets angry, she will not be the first person protected by the elders of the Netherworld.

So on the surface, Fu Yushu was gentle and compassionate towards her son, and even showed deep guilt and reluctance.

But in fact, he wanted him to die more than anyone else.

In the past, the hosts of [Red Dust Robbery] were deliberately suppressed, excluded, humiliated and tortured, and they would usually be able to survive for a hundred or two hundred years.

When Fu Yushu and Yin Wuji agreed to use their eldest son in exchange for benefits, they thought that they would only need to survive tens or hundreds of years.

But who knows, one hundred years have passed, two hundred years have passed, five hundred years have passed...

They hated their son more and more and hated the bullying more and more, but he persisted year after year.

Intimacy and betrayal.

Gained and lost.

They made Luo Yunxiao taste the most severe torture in the world and suffered pain that ordinary people could not bear.
Chapter completed!