"Open your eyes and look at me!" Feng Wu shouted, deepening her coldness, "I want you to see what kind of monster you are, what? It's not good to see yourself bleeding? Let me tell you, it's just that you can't change the fact that you are a monster.?

Word by word, it penetrates into Xue Wushu's heart like a knife.

monster?

Ye Xiyue's eyes, which lowered their heads, became deeper. No wonder when he met Xue Wushang before, he kept emphasizing that he was not a monster.

In his perception, his uniqueness is the various behaviors of monsters.

When he was young, he played with other children. He was tired of playing and broke his blood. When he was seen by other adults, he pointed at his nose and called him a monster. He would never allow his children to come into contact with such monsters again.

The young and ignorant Xue Wushang is different from other peers. He has no happy childhood, no playmates, only darkness and loneliness.

I don’t know if it was my childhood experience that made Xue Wu’s cruel, bloodthirsty, cold and ruthless nature. Although he was decisive in the realm of life and death, what Ye Xiyue saw was that he did not kill innocent people indiscriminately.

No matter what he treats others, Xue Wushu treats her and her friends with sincerity.

It turns out that the word "monster" he disliked the most was told to him by Feng Wutiantian.

This undoubtedly tore his old scars apart and sprinkle them with a layer of salt. The pain that penetrated his bone marrow was unbearable to others.

Feng Wu's hand was still stabbed on Xue Wushang's shoulder. She smiled strangely, "Say, why don't Feng Yunran tell me about Huang Junye? What secrets do you have? It's been a day or two for you to pull me off. Have you succeeded for so many years? Xue Wushang, I tell you, you are my son in front of others, and I still regard you as a son after others. If I want to die, you must die, you know, you and me--the same life are connected."

Ye Xiyue listened to all this secretly, and was connected to the same fate?

How could Xue Wushang and Feng Wu be connected with each other?

‘Hiss!’ Feng Wu slowly pulled his hand back, his five fingers were stained with blue blood, and fell to the ground drippingly, very strange.

The red clothes in front of Xue Wushang were already stained and painful, as if he would taste it every day.

‘Bang!’ Feng Wu transformed a sword into his hand, and was still in front of Feng Yunran, “Ran’er, pick it up.”

Feng Yunran was already crying so hard that she couldn't tell the difference between the east, south, west and north. She trembled and stretched out her hand and asked subconsciously, "My mother, what are you doing...?"

"Cut off your hurt-free brother's hand!"

Feng Yunran was startled and the sword he had just picked up fell to the ground with a 'bang', "Mother...Mother Queen..."

Feng Wu narrowed his eyes, "What?"

"I...I dare not." He dared not, it was too cruel. It was her who lied, she framed her, and now she still needs to punish her. How dare she dare?

Feng Wu's eyes turned cold and he looked at Ye Xiyue behind her.

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Chapter completed!