Luo Yunxiao raised her eyebrows slightly, "Lord of Nine Lis? It's a pity that he's still far from mature, a little too tender."

With his free hand, he moved his fingers.

Three swords suddenly appeared in the void and rushed towards Chu Muli.

Phew!

The sound of a sharp blade penetrating flesh and blood was heard, causing Chu Moli's already pale face to lose the last trace of blood.

A low groan came from his mouth.

But his hand holding the silver long bow was extremely steady.

Almost as soon as the three long swords flew out, the black arrows also left the strings.

Luo Yunxiao lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the black energy wrapped around his body, frowning slightly.

"Chu Moli, you really don't want to die."

As he spoke, there was a slight look of doubt in his eyes, "Now that the door to the sky is wide open, you, as the Lord of Jiuli, can return to your own territory at will. There is no hatred between you and me.

What does the life and death of everyone in the world have to do with you? Do you want to swim in this muddy water?"

Chu Moli slowly wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth. Even though the blood flowing from his body dyed the wheelchair red, there was still a faint smile at the corner of his mouth: "Since you have the memory of my little uncle, you should know exactly what it is. I

He doesn't care about the life and death of other people in this world, but..." He will never allow anyone to hurt Xiaoyaomen.

Because this is the only family he recognizes after being reincarnated for thousands of years.

The light in Luo Yunxiao's eyes flickered for a moment, and then returned to normal: "Really? What does that have to do with me?"

After a pause, there was a wave of excitement in his blood-colored pupils.

"To me, everyone in this world is dirty, selfish, greedy, and ugly, and everyone deserves to die! Unless the Yanwu Continent is destroyed, and the human race in this world is not extinct, the curse of the Eternal Night Holy Emperor will not be lifted.

, and my hatred will last forever and will never disappear!"

Chu Moli lowered his eyes and said nothing, but examined the injuries of the unconscious Muyan.

Do everyone in this world deserve to die?

It has nothing to do with him!

He doesn't care whether he dies or not.

Whether Yanwu Continent is destroyed or not has nothing to do with him.

If he had suffered betrayal and abuse like Qi Huang's, and had his resentment deepened by being robbed and killed over and over again in the world of mortals, he would have crushed everyone in the world to ashes, causing them to suffer so much that they would never be reincarnated again.

But if it is just a if after all, there will never be true empathy in the world.

Different positions are different, and naturally the people who defend them are also different.

Because what he felt in this world was not betrayal and pain, but warmth and peace that he had never tasted before.

Therefore, he does not allow the people he cares about to die.

I will fulfill my junior sister's wish at all costs and let this turbulent world survive.

Luo Yunxiao, or rather the Destroying Half Soul, said these words not to arouse resonance.

So soon, he returned to being cold and indifferent: "It seems that you are determined to live and die with the people in this world. In this case, Lord of Nine Lis, I will help you. But you have to think clearly.

After this death, even if you can be reborn, you will be in a world with no vitality and a broken core of origin. Maybe after rebirth, you will not be able to grow to your prime in hundreds of millions of years, or even never be able to return to the main world."

What responded to him was the silver long bow that appeared again in Chu Moli's hand.

However, this time, the speed of condensing black arrows was obviously slower.
Chapter completed!