Even if you just look at it, you can feel how painful it is to such a lightning strike.

Mu Yan, who had endured the most, even vomited a mouthful of blood.

Luo Yunxiao could feel his fingertips clenched deep into his palms.

A humid and hot liquid flowed down from his fingers.

But he couldn't feel the pain.

He couldn't tell what he felt at this moment.

There is anger, heartache, and fear.

But more of it is warm.

True, warmth that is kept in mind.

From childhood to adulthood, what he heard the most was: "Luo Yunxiao, why were you born?"

"Luo Yunxiao, if you die, you will be destroyed earlier, and the Netherworld will be better and all living beings in the world will be better."

Everyone felt that he shouldn't be alive.

Everyone thinks that his birth is original sin.

For hundreds of years, people who have wandered around the three realms have been fascinated by his appearance and are willing to live and die for him.

But those people just don't know what his essence is.

If he knew, he would probably be like his parents and servants in the Netherworld, far away from him, showing a look of fear and disgust.

The master once said: "Yun Xiao, since God allows you to exist, there will always be his reasons."

He never believed it at that time.

But at this moment, I suddenly wanted to believe it.

His birth is sin.

Only when he is lost in ashes can he be kind to the creatures in the world.

But there are still people in this world who want him to live.

They went through a lot of hardships to gamble on their own lives.

Just to make him survive.

Even people all over the world abandoned him.

But they won't.

Luo Yunxiao's ears were buzzing, and he could hear a few people's low, weak voices.

"Uncle Master, we are a family, aren't we? We go forward and retreat together, live and never leave. We know that there is a way to save you, but we ignore you and do nothing. What can we do?"

"You have always been the uncle of the junior teacher who protects us and teaches us. Now let us do something for you, okay?"

Luo Yunxiao only felt that the heart in her chest that had been cold and stiff had become so warm at this moment.

Even hot.

He felt that he could no longer suppress his feelings, as if he was about to pour out.

"Uncle Master."

The girl's voice was low and weak, but she was as stubborn as ever.

Luo Yunxiao looked over and met those peach blossom eyes that were shining brighter than the stars in the summer night.

She said: "Don't worry, uncle, we won't joke about our lives. I still have to save this life to ascend to the Immortal Cultivation Continent to marry Di Mingjue. How could I allow myself to die under the mere thunder and [Yin and Yang Hearts]?"

Leng Yumo smiled and said, "My little monk is still waiting for me on the Immortal Cultivation Continent! I won't be so easily done!"

Ling Yusheng showed a shy expression on his face: "I promised Brother Qing that when I ascend to the Immortal Cultivation Continent and have the ability to shuttle through space barriers, I will go and see him."

Luoyu said angrily: "Are you uncle An's heart? Or are you showing your love? Single dogs have no human rights!"

Boom--!

Before everyone could laugh.

More intense thunder fell.

The seven people did not go to see Luo Yunxiao again, nor did they speak again, but closed their eyes and cooperated with Mu Yan's circulating [Tiangang Beidou] to guide the power of heavenly thunder to the [Yin and Yang Hearts] with all their strength.

Chiwen stared at the seven people in a daze, and then looked at Luo Yunxiao.

Large tears rolled down from its big copper bell-like eyes.
Chapter completed!