She couldn't stop him at all, so she saw Xuanyuan Yu step forward, holding Su Jue's collar with one hand as if carrying a chicken, and lifted him up from the ground.
"Did I hear it wrong just now? Do you have the guts to repeat what you just threatened your mother?"
Xuanyuan Yu was like a big demon, exuding a very terrifying dark aura. He looked at his eldest son from a high position, with a look of coldness hidden in the corners of his eyes.
Su Jue felt his soul deeply shaken, as if he was being held up by a giant prehistoric beast, and an unprecedented sense of crisis rose from the bottom of his heart.
But - he will not give in.
Su Jue took a deep breath. He didn't speak or answer Xuanyuan Yu's question. He just stared at his father with a pair of dark eyes, as clear as the night sky, and pursed his lips.
The look in his eyes was his answer.
The air fell into an unprecedented stasis. This was the first normal war between father and son.
Under the pressure of the Dark Lord, the Son of God and Demon showed no sign of compromise.
"Stop talking? Huh?"
Xuanyuan Yu took Su Jue's hand, slowly tightened it, and then threw it hard against the wall of the cave.
There was a loud "boom" sound.
Su Jue's little body hit the mountain wall hard, leaving a deep cone-shaped pit on the wall, and sand and gravel rolled down.
"elder brother!"
"Su Jue!"
Ling Luo and Su Ling exclaimed at the same time.
The mother and son were the first to rush over and hurriedly helped Sujue up, who had fallen to the ground in disgrace.
"Sujue, does it hurt? Are you injured? Come on, let me take a look."
Ling Luo was so anxious that she felt as if a cat had scratched her. Fortunately, she was a doctor. She quickly lifted up the clothes on her son's back and found that there was no blood, but there was a large black spot on the eldest son's thin back.
Traces of green.
"Oh my god -" Ling Luo's heart was tugged hard, her beautiful eyes flashed slightly, full of distress, "Sujue, don't move. Mom will give you medicine."
Ling Luo quickly took out a bottle of spiritual liquid from the black jade space ring, pulled off the cap, and wanted to apply it to her eldest son.
Although the son of gods and demons has a very strong body and bruises like this are just childish and nothing to worry about, as a mother, Ling Luo is still worried.
No mother wants to see even the slightest scratch on her son.
"Need not."
But who would have expected that Su Jue would also have a rare stubborn temper. He actually stretched out a hand and pushed Ling Luo's medicine bottle away.
Xiao Sujue still had a serious and cool look, and his dark eyes were filled with slightly squinted eyes, shining with the wild light of a wild beast cub.
"I don't feel any pain."
His words were concise and his voice was cold.
He didn't even need anyone's help, he stood up on his own, brushed down Ling Luo's lifted clothes, and patted the dust on his body calmly.
His movements of dusting were extremely elegant, and his every move was filled with the aura of a king.
Ling Luo was extremely surprised. Why does this child have such a personality? Who does he look like?
He never says a word even when he is hurt. As long as he believes in something, he will never give up.