Douluo: One thought of gods and demons, killing and redemption at the same time

"We can't keep Luo Qingliu's family. Luo Qingliu is too dangerous. If they continue to stay in the village, our lives and the lives of our children will be in danger."

A group of adults holding farm tools gathered together to discuss.

"This... this is not good. Lao Luo and his wife are very good people and often help us. Moreover, Lao Luo's wife has been seriously ill during this period and has been lying in bed, unable to move..."

"How about reporting it to the soul masters in the city and asking them to send someone to solve it."

An older man looked hesitant.

The man's words instantly made the surrounding neighbors feel guilty.

"Sigh... Otherwise, we can discuss it with Mr. and Mrs. Luo. They can continue to stay in the village, but Luo Qingliu must be expelled."

"The city is far away from us. The child is too dangerous. If he stays in the village for a second longer, he will be in more danger. We are doing the best we can."

"If they really don't want Luo Qingliu to leave, then don't blame us for being ruthless."

Everyone was discussing.

But they don’t know,

Luo Qingliu was not far from them.

Absorbing the vitality and soul power of a soul master also caused Luo Qingliu's hearing and vision to be greatly enhanced.

After hearing what these villagers said,

Luo Qingliu's eyes narrowed, and he slowly clenched his fists, thinking: "No, this is all my fault. I can't hurt my parents."

Luo Qingliu turned around and left.

Before leaving,

Luo Qingliu took a deep look at his own home.

Then Luo Qingliu knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily.

"I'm sorry, father, mother..."

"I will definitely come back to see you."

After kowtow,

Luo Qingliu stood up and left Luo Village.

.........

one year later.

A figure came to Luo Village.

At this time, Luo Qingliu's clothes were in tatters and his face was dirty. He had been living in the forest for this year, like a savage, fighting against soul beasts every day.

Although his martial soul was not fully awakened, he could barely survive in the forest with the soul essence and blood he had absorbed.

He had been holding back and never released the desire in his heart, which was also the desire of the jealous martial soul.

Whenever he sees soul beasts, soul masters, or ordinary people, the desire to devour them will arise in his heart.

This desire was exactly the same as when he first awakened his martial soul.

Luo Qingliu resisted this desire. He kept telling himself that he could no longer hurt anyone's life.

A year later, Luo Qingliu was almost a head taller than before. Coupled with the dirt on his face, even the villagers passing by did not recognize Luo Qingliu.

Luo Qingliu turned a blind eye to the strange looks and comments from the people around him. The purpose of his visit this time was to visit his parents.

Luo Qingliu relied on his memory and came to the door of a house.

Haven't entered the house yet,

Luo Qingliu heard bursts of noise.

"Hurry up and pay back the rice you owe."

"It's been three months!"

A middle-aged woman with pointed ears and monkey cheeks looked at a man with a vicissitudes of face and scolded.

"Ahem... cough... give it a few days of grace..."

"My wife is dying..."

"I want to send her off..."

Luo Qingliu's father knelt on the ground and begged.

"Go away!"

"Stained my clothes."

The middle-aged woman kicked Luo Qingliu's father out.

At this moment, Luo Qingliu's father was like a skeleton, extremely thin, as if there was only a layer of skin on his body, and his aura was extremely empty.

"If you have the time, you might as well care about yourself."

"Hmph, if you want to blame, blame your unsatisfactory murderer son."

"My child was so scared that he cried for several days and nights. He really deserved it!"

"If that unworthy loser of mine hadn't lent you rice, you and that drag would have died long ago."

The middle-aged woman said with a sinister expression.

"please……"

Luo Qingliu's father struggled to get up from the ground, coughing up blood.

He didn't know what to say, so he could only keep begging the woman in front of him.

The middle-aged woman's patience seemed to have reached its limit. She grabbed the wooden stick on the side and threw it towards Luo Qingliu's father.

"Stop it!"

Suddenly, Luo Qingliu immediately blocked his father's side.

"who are you?"

"Get out of here if you know what's going on!"

The middle-aged woman is still chattering.

"Is that you? Liu'er?"

After hearing that familiar voice, Luo Qingliu's father seemed to have tears in his eyes, and a look of excitement appeared on his sallow and thin face.

"It's...it's me, father..."

"I'm sorry, the child is unfilial and makes you feel wronged here..."

The tears in Luo Qingliu's eyes were like bursting from a dam, and they couldn't stop flowing out.

"Luo... Luo Qingliu..."

After the middle-aged woman recognized that the person in front of her was Luo Qingliu, she was instantly frightened out of her wits, turned around and ran away.

"The devil is back!"

"The murderer is back!"

"Someone come quickly!"

Luo Qingliu looked at the miserable father in front of him, his nose felt sour, and he said, "Father, let's go. I will take you and your mother out of here."

"Let's live in a different place as a family of three...just like before..."

"Cough...cough..."

Luo Qingliu's father coughed up two more mouthfuls of blood.

"Let's go, father. I will take you and your mother to the medical center in the town to treat your injuries."

Luo Qingliu said in an urgent tone, turning around to carry his father into the house.

His father shook his head and said with a slight smile: "No... no need..."

"Your mother left three days ago..."

"It's because I haven't been able to let go of your mother. I don't want to believe that Lan'er has left..."

"It's just that before Lan'er left, she was still chanting your name..."

"Cough...cough..."

Upon hearing his father's words, Luo Qingliu felt as if he was hit by a bolt from the blue, and froze in place.

"Mother... passed away..."

Luo Qingliu murmured repeatedly, and at this moment, various emotions continued to flow out of his heart.

Regret, resentment, sadness...

"Liu'er, I'm very happy to see you still alive..."

"Cough...cough..."

"Dad can't hold on anymore..."

"Being able to see you again before leaving, Dad has no regrets in his heart..."

"When we go down, dad will tell your mom that you are still alive. If he knows Liu'er is still alive, he will be happier than anyone else."

"She was always talking about you when you were gone..."

Those old hands, as old as dead wood, slowly approached Luo Qingliu's face, but before they even touched it, they suddenly dropped down.

Seeing my father who had lost his breath,

Luo Qingliu froze on the spot, his expression dull.

at this time,

The middle-aged woman rushed into the yard with a large group of villagers, all of whom held various farm tools in their hands.

"That's him, Luo Qingliu, get this murderer out quickly!"

The middle-aged woman pointed at Luo Qingliu and yelled.