Chapter 2570 Xiaoyue, do you feel so painful too?

"How is this possible?"

Mr. Chu took his granddaughter's pulse and widened his eyes in disbelief.

"What's going on with Dad?" Chu Yuncheng asked worriedly: "Isn't the person who should be eroded by bones and blood Mingyue? Why did he become Nanyin again?"

Mr. Chu's face looked so ugly that he was scary. He clenched his teeth and said nothing. When he looked at the boy at the sea side, there was a deep hatred, which made his eyes look red and terrifying.

"It's her!"

"It's her fault!"

Apart from Chu Mingyue, he really couldn't find a second reason.

"Mingyue is so cruel." Chu Shijue said: "In order to practice the exercises, she did not hesitate to hurt the people who taught her skills. It is really hateful."

While the young man was reflected in Chu Shixiu's eyes, a huge murderous intent surged.

He will not let anyone who dares to hurt Nan Yin go.

Even if the other party is Chu Mingyue, who is related to him!

As everyone saw, the cage beside the boy became redder and redder.

That was Chu Nanyin's blood color.

Runes raised by essence are vivid and vivid.

Chu Nanyin shaking.

The father and brother helped her in time.

The eyes were filled with care.

"Puchi--"

Chu Nanyin glared for a long time and suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.

Blood was sprayed on Chu Shijue's robe, dyeing a large area red, like a blooming flower on the other side.

And this movement attracted the attention of countless people around the sky.

Master Sanqing held the whisk in his hand, stroked his beard, and said with a smile:

"Old Mrs. Wang, it seems that the change in the "Cancer Yin Heart Sutra" did not appear because of a teenager in the sect."

Laojun's face changed.

She never expected that the reason why the cage turned red in the martial arts was the reason why the teachings were taught.

"What Master Sanqing said," Qing Chongxiao said with a smile: "Old Mrs., if you say, this person with incorrect mind is probably someone else."

The eyes that looked at Chu Nanyin suddenly had strange things.

Chu Nanyin was in a flash and when she gradually woke up, her light golden eyes turned red.

She looked around weakly, and finally, her eyes fell on Ye Chuyue and her fists were clenched secretly.

Immediately, I closed my eyes again, immersed in the shadow of the soul, and tried to aggravate the "Candy Yin Heart Sutra".

Old Master Chu and Chu Yuncheng looked at each other and saw their determination.

"father?"

"Yuncheng, go."

Chu Yuncheng stopped talking for a long time, but he summoned a few sons to the side and talked while the person was not paying attention:

"You have also seen that the Candle Yin Heart Sutra has begun to retaliate against your sister."

"If this continues, Nanyin will not only not be able to go to the next level, but also Dachu will not create new glory. Instead, it will become a joke in the three realms of the prehistoric worlds."

When Chu Shijue heard this, he asked, "Father, what can I do to curb it?"

"have."

"Please make clear to my father."

"Do you know that bloodline suppression?"

Bloodline suppression is an unwritten rule of heaven and earth.

This type of statement usually occurs among the orcs.

The biggest difference between other races and human races is that they have natural kings and absolute suppression.

In addition, parents, relatives, and elders all have inherent oppression.

The human race is the least effective among all races, but there are also some.

For example, at this moment, Chu Yuncheng took out a golden bowl carved with a dragon and phoenix auspicious totem, and cut off his palm with a dagger, allowing blood to flow down the wound into the golden bowl.

While watching the flowing blood, he explained to his son.

"Mingyue is my mother's child and I. Her body is covered with the same blood as us."

"The "Zhuyin Heart Sutra" can directly connect the internal organs of the bright moon and connect her bloodline."

"So, if we can feed our blood to Nanyin to drink, Nanyin will definitely suppress her."

Before Chu Yuncheng could finish his words, he saw several brothers cutting their flesh and blood one after another.

A large bowl full of bright red and quite sticky.

"Okay, they are all good guys of Da Chu!"

Chu Yuncheng looked at his sons with admiration, then pinched a wind chime flower and sprinkled it into the bowl, turning the blood into a crystal color like nectar and jade liquid, without being bloody and scary.

Nanyin has hated the smell of blood since she was a child.

Furthermore, all the masters were watching, how could they drink this bowl of blood openly?

The father and son treated the wounds on their bodies one after another, and then they brought the bowl of blood to Nan Yin's mouth.

"Nanyin, drink it quickly."

Chu Yuncheng fed it in with a spoon, spoon by spoon, along Chu Nanyin's white lips.

After feeding, Chu Nanyin's expression turned rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Sea surface.

The strong wind lifted the boy's clothes.

The boy's heart ached slightly and his face turned slightly white.

Just as everyone in Dachu looked over with anticipation.

Chu Yue slowly opened her eyes and looked at the people of Da Chu among the nine sea god statues.

A wound broke into her heart.

In his eyes, there was the desolation of the snow in the desert.

The people of Da Chu suddenly crashed into the eyes and were slightly stunned.

The boy smiled.

Blood spilled from the corners of her lips.

She smiled self-deprecatingly.

She thought that she had a father, a mother, a brother and countless relatives, so she didn't know what pain was, and she wouldn't be sad for Da Chu.

She has always been strong, has a clear distinction between love and hate, and has always done it.

However--

When Chu Nanyin in the "Zhuyin Heart Sutra" practice was no longer alone, but Chu Yuncheng, Chu Shijue and others all pointed their swords at her, even though she shouldn't have been in pain, her heart would be unbearable.

The hole in the heart is getting bigger and bigger, full of blood.

She smiled broken and desolately, and the crimson on the tips of her eyes became deeper and deeper, as if the man in white who would eventually fall into devil would finally hold the butcher knife.

The infinite sea area was lonely and bleak, and only the laughter of the boy sounded, making the onlookers unaware of it.

At this moment, five hundred miles north of the Liuguang Sea area, broken jade flowers and heavy snow covered the sky.

Between the sky and the earth, silver is covered with a piece of silver.

The monk with frostbite and scabbed feet was wearing a hundred Zen clothes, stepping forward step by step on the soft pine snow.

Suddenly, Chu Ling bent her knees and felt ache in her heart. He covered his chest on his left with his right hand.

The heart inside was split into a hole in proportion to Chu Yue.

Blood is spreading.

The pain deepens.

At that moment, life was worse than death.

At the same time, I saw my father and brother, and my sister walked towards him with a butcher's knife in her hand.

To cut his flesh.

Drink the freshest blood on his body.

Somehow, the scene of purgatory that the boy saw was truly seen by him, realizing his true empathy.

"No......"

He rolled to the ground, grabbed the flesh on his left chest tightly with his hands, and his nails were sinking deep into it.

It hurts so much that I wish I could peel my heart out alive.

Tears flowed down the eyes and dripped into the snow.
To be continued...