The cute sword breaks the sky!

Zhuhe tilted his head slightly, looking at this friend.

Why doesn't this friend believe it?

He can't understand.

Obviously this matter is easy to understand, isn't it?

"If you are really a descendant of the Li family, why would they raise you?

They clearly know that you are a descendant of the Li family, so they will definitely take revenge on them, won't they? "

"That's a good question." Zhuhe curled his lips slightly, showing an extremely mocking smile,

"Do you think they want to raise me?

Do not!

They don't want to have me at all.

If it wasn't for my blood, which could open the treasure and allow them to enjoy the functions brought to them by the treasure, they would have killed me long ago. "

While saying this, Zhuhe's eyes suddenly became gloomy, but under the gloomy, there was strong disappointment and loss, he gritted his teeth and said:

"The reason why I was always so sick and weak was because they secretly poisoned me.

They are secretly starting to study my blood.

When I'm useless, they'll just kill me.

This is why, even though I have been studying on the mountain for so many years, I have never learned a skill or touched a weapon.

They simply wanted me dead.

On the mountain peak, what is the difference between me and ordinary people?

They only let me meditate, but they never told me how to meditate.

Day and night, this is the case.

Once, I couldn't understand why they treated me like this.

I foolishly thought that they really just wanted my foundation to be more stable, so they let me build my foundation.

But actually?

When they pulled out my spiritual root alive that night, I already understood everything.

They were simply using me.

from start to finish.

They bloodbathed my entire family and sliced ​​my soul into a thousand pieces.

This is why I have no memory of being a descendant of the Li family.

They want to use me, experiment with me, to find the right way to open the Arcana.

It's a pity that until they die, they will not know what the real way to open the treasure is. "

When saying this, Zhuhe's face was full of sarcasm.

However, Master Xuanlu could feel his sad and sad heart through Zhuhe's mocking face.

They used to be good friends, so Master Xuanlu didn't know how much Zhuhe worshiped them, how he admired them, how he regarded them as his teachers in his mind.

Presumably when my good friend Zhuhe knew these things, he felt extremely painful in his heart.

But where is he?

It seems that at that time, I have already worshiped under the master's door and started to learn new things.

Thinking of this, Master Xuanlu couldn't help but bow his head and feel sad.

He wanted to help Zhuhe, but in the end, his friend did nothing.

He sincerely felt sorry for Zhuhe.

However, Zhu He obviously did not blame Xuan Lu Daoist.

So, he just supported his chin, slightly hooked his vermilion lips, and said with a low smile:

"Don't worry, I don't hate you.

I will not kill you.

Just take care of yourself. "