What Yin Wuji and Fu Yushu did.

There is also the [Formless Cause and Fate Cauldron] that has had an impact on his mind and nature.

Luo Yunxiao slowly spread her hands and looked at her palm.

He doesn't care whether he is contaminated with darkness and blood, or whether he will become a monster that is neither human nor ghost.

He was just afraid that one day he would hurt the only people in the world who care about.

Suddenly, a head came over.

"Uncle Master, what are you looking at? Are you admiring your beautiful hands?" Luo Yu said curiously, "I'll go! It's really good!"

"Slim and well-proportioned, like jade carvings. Uncle, why are you a man's hands so beautiful?" Leng Yumo looked at her thin calluses and said depressedly, "Where should I put my face like a girl!"

"Girl?" Luo Yu asked in confusion, "What does the girl have to do with Senior Sister Fourth?"

"Bastard Xiaoqi, you're looking for death!!"

The laughter sounded in my ears, just like the gurgling water after the snow melted in early spring.

It is like the gentle sound of wind coming from the sing of birds and flowers.

So warm, so comfortable, so peaceful, so let the pain, despair and resentment I experienced before go away little by little.

Chi Kiss couldn't help but rub against Luo Yunxiao, and a happy expression appeared in his big copper bell-like eyes.

His body was still very painful at this time.

The fear and injuries of being cut open and cut open will not be cured in a short time.

But he is very happy now.

At least, he survived with his master.

They went home and returned to Xiaoyao Gate.

Luo Yunxiao suddenly said: "You don't know my identity yet, and there is still..."

After a pause, he continued: "Why don't even my biological parents allow me to live in this world? Because I am..."

"Uncle Master, if you don't want to say it or recall the past, you can not say it."

Mu Yan interrupted him with a smile, his peach blossom eyes slightly raised, but the smudged was not charming, but sincere concern and frankness. "Your identity and origin are not important to us. You are just a monster possessed by a demon, reincarnated by a decayed god. Otherwise, someone would predict that you would destroy the world?"

"Puff!" Luo Yubian laughed, "Isn't this the villain boss in the mouth of Bixie? Then our Xiaoyao Sect hugged the thighs of the righteous boss, Master Mo, and the villain boss. Will it be too black and white to be invincible in the world in the future!"

Luo Yunxiao was stunned for a moment, with a rare expression of confusion and surprise on her face.

Mu Yan said again: "Uncle Jung, think about it carefully. Who has the identity and origin of our Xiaoyao Sect is really clean and pure and flawless? Xiaoqi and senior brother are orphans of the previous dynasty of the Lan Empire, the second senior brother is half a puppet, the fourth senior sister almost killed her scumbag father with his own hands, and the fifth senior brother likes men. What about me? What does the remnant of me, the Shenle Master, mean? I'm not unclear, right? The people who hate me and want to kill me in this world are probably not less than you, you."

"Not to mention the third senior brother."

Mu Yan glanced at Chu Moli, "He still refused to reveal his identity at all. Maybe he is the real devil who truly destroys the world!"

Chu Moli, sitting in a wheelchair, was swallowing one pill from time to time with Mu Yan's pill.

Hearing this, he chuckled softly and looked at her meaningfully.

Mu Yan was too lazy to pay attention to him, and looked directly at Luo Yunxiao and said word by word: "But what does that matter?"
Chapter completed!