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Chapter 273 273. Future Past Events (40)

From the very beginning, Zero had no intention of playing the emotional card, trying to influence Yan Chu, he would only do it unless he was mentally ill, it would be better to just tear his face.

The strong is king, this sentence was taught to him by Him himself.

Yan Chu turned his head slowly, his expression was pale, but extremely gentle, his pale eyes were clear and compassionate, "Xi'er, this is our home, everything your mother should store here, shouldn't it?"

"Yan Xi died a long time ago." Zero was disgusted by Yan Chu's compassionate appearance. He was obviously a cruel and vicious devil, pretending to be a holy and compassionate disciple of the Buddha. If his mother had memories, seeing him like that would not be too embarrassing. ?

Ling coldly said: "Also, you know better than anyone else whether this is my mother's home or our grave."

Yan Chu's eyelashes drooped slightly, and his voice lowered, "Xi'er, you shouldn't have said that."

"That's a lot of nonsense."

After zero words, terrifying spiritual power poured out, but the ultimate move was not aimed at Yan Chu, but the jade statue.

From Ling's point of view, the jade statue was made by Yan Chu, which was an extreme mockery and humiliation to his mother. How could he allow it to exist?

The gentleness in Yan Chu's eyes was instantly replaced by cruel hostility. He clasped his hands together, sighed a little Buddha's name, and easily dispelled Zero's ultimate move.

"Xi'er, you passed!"

Ling sneered, protecting Song Xiwu behind his back, spread out the spirit fire under his feet, and rushed towards Yan Chu viciously.

He can do more!
Who will give this man confidence, what kind of hypocritical dramas of father-son love and husband-wife love will he and his mother accompany him?

Yan Chu's eyes were extremely cold, but his face was gentle but unchanged. He seemed to sigh helplessly and let out a Buddha's name. He flicked the sleeves of his cassock, and the Sanskrit sound was faint, compassionate and holy. Like every penny.

He murmured: "Xi'er, if you continue to persist in your obsession and make your mother sad, as a father, I will no longer condone it."

"The ghost needs your pampering."

The spiritual fire raged, destroying half of the hall in an instant, and there was a sea of ​​flames everywhere. Only the corner protected by Yu Yanchu was not damaged, but the spiritual fire was extremely terrifying. Even if Yan Chu could protect it, there was still a crack in the jade statue under the roasting.

Yan Chu's pale eyes were instantly covered with blood, and there was no mercy on his body anymore, his hostility was surging, and his killing intent was overwhelming.

"You are really damned, it's in vain for your mother to protect you so much!"

"I told Shanshan a long time ago that children and everything are just a bunch of white-eyed wolves. You just don't believe me. Look at the present, but for a humble human being, he even coveted the flesh and blood of his mother, and even destroyed your god statue. ...Unforgivable, if I had known, I shouldn't have let him appear."

The sea of ​​blood rolled under Yan Chu's feet, swallowing up the spiritual fire ferociously. His low words seemed gentle, yet extremely cold.

The hostility in Zero's eyes was not much less than that of Yan Chu, but he did not lose his mind because of Yan Chu's words.

If his mother hadn't shown up, Yan Chu's words might have crushed his reason, but now, it was his mother who asked him to take back her things, and it was her mother who insisted on saving Xixi, even if it was her flesh and blood, she didn't care.

Just like Taoyao said, now, she doesn't feel any pain, and those things are left alone, why don't they take them back if they belong to her?
Besides, Xixi's injury has recovered and her cultivation has improved, isn't it a good thing for her?

Ling no longer shows off his ability to speak with Yan Chu, and sees the truth under his hands!

Song Xiwu looked at the overwhelming sea of ​​blood and spirit fire, and felt a sense of fear. She knew very well that this was an absolute suppression of strength. The gap between her cultivation base and those two people was too large. But being in the center of the battlefield, such destructive power still made her a little breathless.

Song Xiwu stabilized his mind, closed his eyes and calmed down, and stopped paying attention to the battlefield, so as not to be distorted, which would be fatal.

However, when the father and son fight, they are really like unrelenting enemies!
In order to relieve the pressure, Xiao Bailian silently complained about the blood of the rich again, and of course, she cheered her boyfriend up by the way.

how to say?

Song Xiwu couldn't cheer for Zero Shout 666 on the face of it, but he had to shout in his heart, right?
Besides, she is on Zero's side now. Her boyfriend loses, she loses face, and has to leash the dog, which makes her suffocate just thinking about it.

"Zero will win."

Although Taoyao returned to Song Xiwu's sea of ​​consciousness, she did not fall asleep, but she was not aware of what was going on outside. At this time, hearing Song Xiwu's complaints, Taoyao, who was controlled by her son, said firmly and affirmatively.

Song Xiwu took a look at the situation where on the surface it seemed evenly matched and no one could overwhelm the other, but in fact, Zero went all out, but the ancestors were able to handle it with ease, and nodded silently.

She sighed slightly, I am still an old man!

Just like many great powers, she has zero against the ancestors, and her aptitude is not lost, but in the end she loses in the accumulation of time.

But it's not necessarily true that Ling will lose. It's just that if she really wants to fight to the end, the price will definitely be something she doesn't want to see.

However, at this point, the situation is beyond her control.

Song Xiwu had nothing to worry about. It was good to win, but it didn't matter if he lost. After all, they would face it together.

……

The sky over Shendi was dark and then bright, bright and then dark, Song Xiwu stood behind Ling, counting the days, counting and counting, she herself forgot.

Now, not only the main hall, but even the divine mansion have been completely destroyed by their father and son. There is blood rolling everywhere and spirit fires raging. If Song Xiwu hadn't been able to stand in the air now, she would have nowhere to stand.

Song Xiwu raised her eyes and looked at the man's still straight back, standing firmly in front of her, as if she would never fall down, but when she looked at his hands, blood kept overflowing, and her fingertips still began to tremble up.

She thought, if she could see his face, it would be pale, right?

It's just that the man didn't intend to take a step back, blood fell into the sea of ​​flames, and the spirit fire became more fierce, and the power that burned everything was Ling's determination to defeat Yan Chu.

He failed once, this time, he will never fail again!

Song Xiwu pursed her lips, her apricot eyes were no longer soft and docile, they were pitch black, after all, she was a man who loved her dearly.

It's just that no matter how distressed she is, she will never persuade him to stop.

If he wins, she will support him to share the victory together, if he loses, so what if she falls into the sea of ​​blood with him?
Yan Chu looked at the blood-soaked son in front of him, the killer move in his hand was still there, but in his mind he remembered the bloody night when Yan Xi set himself on fire and Shanshan completely collapsed. If he killed Yan Xi again, Shanshan would definitely hate him even more , even less willing to come back.

The blood in Yan Chu's eyes faded a little, and the bloody hand that was attacking Ling stopped, turning into blood and falling into the sea of ​​flames, he said slowly: "Xi'er, stop messing around."

Zero's bloodshot eyes narrowed, and the raging spirit fire quieted down.

(End of this chapter)