After the words fell, Wu Junhui pulled out the Guiyi Sword, drove a large area of plasma, and sprayed his face with blood spots.

"Contaminated with my blood, it should be the pinnacle of your life, Wu Junhui, if your first sword didn't kill me, it was already doomed!"

Ye Xiu actually got up slowly, and with a wave of his hand, the blood marks on his chest were smoothed out, and the holy power was injected, and the injury healed rapidly.

"What nonsense, listen, I want you to die, the king of Hades doesn't dare to keep you when he comes, the first sword is just a warm-up, the second sword wants you to die, you can't see the third sword, you have to wait for your friend to be in Huangquan Road Mountain, and slowly tell you what a wonderful thing when you die!"

Wu Junhui smiled, suddenly becoming cruel, and the wave of his arm was equivalent to narrowing the distance of death.

The sword slashed all things, wiped out the living beings, and the trajectory of the sword seemed to slow down.

Ye Xiu was still standing in place, expressionless, as if nothing had happened.

Outside the main hall, everyone exclaimed, and frantically rushed into the main hall to stop it.

It's just too late!

The Guiyi Sword had already descended and slashed at Ye Xiu's neck, and in the next second, everyone closed their eyes and didn't dare to look at it.

Time seems to stop, the picture freezes!

The smile on Wu Junhui's face froze, his eyes were full of disbelief, and his scalp was numb.

He doubted life,

The corners of his mouth twitched, and cold sweat spread all over his body, instantly soaking through his clothes.

The Guiyi Sword slashed at Ye Xiu's neck, but no blood appeared, but he saw Guiyi Sword crying!?

Ye Xiu turned his head, raised his hand and patted the Guiyi sword, and said lightly: "The smell of blood, is it familiar?"

The next moment!

When Ye Xiu's words fell, Guiyi's sword trembled violently, emitting a mournful humming sound.

"Daddy!"

"It's Daddy's blood, I still remember!"

"I miss my dad, every day!"

"Evil, you hurt Abba, it's all you bad guy, I just said that Abba is back, and he's nearby!"

A series of conversations rang out, and the tone was choked, confused, confused, and longing.

"Is it Abba, answer me!"

Suddenly, the boy's face condensed by the Evil Sword emerged from the Guiyi Sword, a cruel face, and cold eyes staring at Ye Xiu, close at hand.

Ye Xiu grinned and didn't speak, but stretched out his finger and touched it at the mouth of the blood, and handed it over to his finger stained with blood.

I saw that a trace of doubt appeared on the boy's face, and when he saw Ye Xiu's gestured nod, he opened his mouth and sucked the blood from Ye Xiu's fingertips......

His face froze, and after a long time, he suddenly burst out with an awe-inspiring aura and broke away from the Guiyi Sword Combination.

"Abba, it's wrong, it's me who hurt you, please trigger it!"

The evil boy knelt on the ground, looking ashamed, and bowed his head as if he were a child who had done something wrong.

Before him, he was extremely cold and arrogant, unparalleled in evil, and could break yin and yang!

"It's really Abba, he's back!"

"Fourth sister, get out of the way, I'm going to see Abba!"

Suddenly, the Guiyi Sword collapsed, turned into six streamers and fell to the ground, turning into a group of little dolls and pounced on Ye Xiushi, but suddenly stopped.

Day by day, the Demon Moon twins wanted to get closer, but they felt strange, and they were obviously eager to get closer, but they didn't dare.

After Ye Xiu saw it, his heart trembled, it turned out that the seventh son still knew his taste.

At the beginning, he used his heart and blood to shape their spiritual consciousness, and now he is awakening their first thoughts with his heart and blood.

It's just that there is a voice shouting Abba around him, which makes it a little difficult for him to get used to it......

For a while, Ye Xiu didn't know how to speak.

"Abba is angry, it's all your fault, Ada, you hurt Abba, it's all your fault...... Woo!"

The demon moon girl rushed to the evil body, her little hands kept beating, but the evil didn't say a word, bowing her head in repentance.

"Abba doesn't want us?"

Demon Yue turned around, and the other swords were silent, but they looked at Ye Xiu with a longing look, which precipitated thoughts and contained endless expectations.

A year ago, they were born with a new spiritual consciousness, and all they had in their minds was the smell of blood, imprinted in the depths of their souls.

From confusion to sobriety, their consciousness was occupied by Wu Junhui, and their hearts gradually began to accept and be assimilated.

Especially in the past year, Wu Junhui has always brainwashed them, mistaken each other for their biological father, and wrote songs about slaughter and blood.

Even though they had doubts in their hearts, Wu Junhui had no familiar taste at all, but as time passed, the fatherly love they longed for was satisfied with Wu Junhui's charity.

Wu Junhui's words are destiny for them, killing people, doing bad things, from the initial stimulation and novelty to boredom, disgust, and even resistance.

But he was confused by Wu Junhui again and again and fell astray.

Until that moment just now, they drank Ye Xiu's heart's blood, and their consciousness suddenly awakened.

It is the father, the biological father who gives them rebirth, consciousness, and independent character!

That taste can't be forgotten at all, even if you drink Meng Po soup in reincarnation, you can't forget it!

But they knew that just now, they had hurt Ye Xiu and knew that they had made a mistake.

"Abba......

The seven sons all looked at Ye Xiu with blank eyes, and a pitiful, weak, and heart-wrenching look appeared on their pretty faces.

"He's not your father, I'm the one, Ah Da, Ah Er, Ah San, are you disobedient?"

Wu Junhui gasped violently, and suddenly woke up from his fright.

He hurriedly ran in front of Qizi, blocked Ye Xiu, and completely isolated them from each other.

"Xiaoyue, don't go back yet!"

Wu Junhui pointed to a coffin in the distance and shouted sternly at Demon Yue.

Hearing this, Demon Yue nodded her little feet, looked at Ye Xiu's familiar and unfamiliar face, suddenly covered her eyes and turned around and ran out.

"Woo ......"

Demon Moon actually opened the coffin and jumped in directly!

Rumble!

The coffin closed, and there was a complete silence.

"Ah Da, don't you listen to your father's words, now you don't need to take action, take your brothers back!"

Wu Junhui scolded more harshly!

I saw Zhixie slowly raise his head, stared at Ye Xiu, and got up very unwillingly, his lonely body looked full of disappointment.

"All back, he ...... Not Abba!"

When he spoke, Zhixie's cold eyes were shining, and his lips twitched, forcibly pretending to be strong.

He is the eldest of the seven sons, with a tough personality and cold arrogance, but he also expects a representative role.

Usually he is the eldest brother, the head of the seven sons, who replaces the role of his father and gives warmth to his other brothers and sisters.

And when no one is around, he will hide in the coffin, imagining the image of his father.