Chapter 3917 The Truth Is that I Am a Container? ! (One)

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Yin Wuji sneered: "What else did you tell him? Just lock him up! Do you see if he has any attitude of being a son of man? What? It avoids me like a snake and a scorpion, it's like my father would harm him."

Luo Yunxiao still lowered his eyebrows and did not speak, but a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The kiss in the spirit beast bag couldn't help cursing: "Fuck! Shameless, too shameless! It's as if you used the ban to control the master, and almost let Yin Yuanyi kill the master. It's not him. ."

"Xiaoer, are you still blaming us for favoring Yier and not treating you well?"

Fu Yushu's tears suddenly fell.

His face was full of guilt and sadness, "I'm sorry, Xiaoer, it's my mother who's sorry for you. You have suffered too many grievances over the years. But we also have difficulties."

"Mother doesn't ask Xiao'er to forgive us right away, but at least give mother some time to tell you the truth of the year, okay?"

Luo Yunxiao was stunned, "The truth?"

What's the truth?

Isn't it because since he was born, he has been designated as a cruel and cruel fate?

Luo Yunxiao did not believe it when he was a child.

But one day, he was bullied so badly 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 already corpses lying around.

That's a whole thousand bodies.

There are maids and servants who are responsible for serving in the Nether Realm Palace.

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

There was also Fu Yushu specially sent to take care of him, and the old mama who treated him very well on weekdays.

There were corpses all over the ground, and the blood became a river, soaking his shoes, socks and clothes.

There was also a severed hand at his feet, and the five old, thin fingers gripped his ankle tightly.

Not far away, the twisted face of the old mama was looking at him with fear and pleading.

The grown mouth was stained with blood, as if crying and roaring silently.

A day earlier, the old mama had gently stroked his head and asked him if the cakes made for him today were delicious.

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

Luo Yunxiao couldn't describe his fear and panic at that time.

He couldn't even forget the horrified and disgusted eyes of Yin Wuji and Fu Yushu who had rushed over to look at him.

And they were ecstatic when they dug out the dying Yin Yuanyi from the dead.

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

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

Who likes a monster?

Who would regard a monster as his own son?

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

He was afraid to show his sincerity to anyone around him.

He also did not dare to violate the demands of Yin Wuji and Fu Yushu.

He even accepted Yin Yuanyi's provocation and humiliation in every possible way.

It's not painless, not aggrieved.

But no matter how wronged, how unwilling?

He didn't 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 Nether Realm, other people are always lively and bustling, and step by step.

But he is not alone and cold, and he is out of tune with all the hustle and bustle of the world.

Until Master Xingyuan appeared, he gave him the first warmth.

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