With infinite beauty, he fell asleep with a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth, and even Wu Junhui had never seen that smile!

As the evil words fell, the other seven sword boys also looked back at Ye Xiu reluctantly.

"Abba, can you just look at me?"

At this moment, the scorching sword qi floating all over the sword boy was gritting his teeth and refusing to leave.

The other brothers also stopped!

Even ...... The coffin was slightly upturned, and a pair of bewitching pupils turned.

At this time, Ye Xiu's chest seemed to be blocked by a mountain, and that indescribable emotion made it difficult for him to speak, unable to speak.

The seventh son was born from his heart's blood, but Wu Junhui portrayed himself as a glorious image of his father.

At that moment......

Ye Xiu erupted, with anger that he had never felt before, he raised his big hand and pressed it heavily on Wu Junhui's shoulder.

Ye Xiu...... I respect you as the lord of the city, let me go, and don't have any contact with the seven sons, even if I beg you......"

Suddenly, Wu Junhui turned his head and knelt in front of Ye Xiu, looking pleading bitterly.

"I am already a father in their consciousness, if you replace me, they will be sad, do you want to see a child born of a whim...... Heartbroken?"

Wu Junhui didn't say anything, but Ye Xiu's teeth were about to shatter when he heard it.

"Fart, you fart on a horse!"

Ye Xiu grinned, tears gushing out of his eyes, he slapped Wu Junhui's face, grabbed his hair, raised his huge fist and smashed it down.

Click!

Wu Junhui was powerless to resist at all, he lost his seventh son, and he was weak and vulnerable in front of Ye Xiu.

Both arms were smashed alive.

"The seventh son born of my heart's blood, you actually use a coffin to raise a horse, tell me, who gave you the courage to humiliate them like this!"

Ye Xiu's arm was pulled into a full moon, sinking into the void, and smashing Wu Junhui's shoulder.

The blood light was soaring, Wu Junhui just wanted to scream, but Ye Xiu stepped on his mouth and shattered his mouth!

"The seventh son was born because of me, and it is the bloodline of my Ye Xiu, you tell me on a horse...... Tell me!"

Ye Xiu gasped, not injured, not tired, but infinitely regretful, he shouldn't leave the seventh son to Wu Junhui, a bastard who had lost his conscience, to take care of.

"Father, hehe, you have tempered the seventh son into a killing machine, are you worthy of the title of father!"

Rumble!

The huge rolling fist, blooming with a surging thunder light, pierced Wu Junhui's small abdomen, and dragged his Dharma Appearance out of it, crushed, and torn apart!

"It's not a pity for you to die a thousand times!"

Ye Xiu gritted his teeth, becoming more and more brutal, and a fierce beam of light burst out of his eyes, piercing Wu Junhui's eyes.

Wu Junxi had more breath in and less breath, and he was about to die, but at this moment, the sword boy ran over, and his small hand pressed Ye Xiu's fist containing majestic killing power.

This kind of thing is amazing, at that moment, the blood wheel in Ye Xiu's eyes stopped turning and gradually regained its calm.

"Don't ......"

Suddenly, the other sword boys also looked at Ye Xiu with a look of help, pleading with him.

Wu Junhui deserved to die, but at this moment, in order to prevent the seventh son from seeing his murderous side, Ye Xiu nodded and forcibly pressed the murderous intent in his heart.

He had 10,000 reasons to kill the other party, but he put down the butcher's knife for only one reason, and that was to set an example of a father for the seventh son.

Ye Xiu himself is resolute and resolute, and he is never bound by the world.

But he educates children, especially the seven sons, who have just come into contact with enlightenment, that he doesn't want to kill them.

Instead, Ye Xiu grabbed the little hand of the day with his backhand, and stepped past Wu Junhui's body in one step.

"You're the third child, right?"

Ye Xiu squatted down, stretched out his hand and touched the face of the day, and asked softly.

"I'm Chairi, my name was given by Abba himself, and I still remember his voice......" Chairi was very excited, his face was full of joy, and in the end, he cautiously peeked at Ye Xiu, and said in a tentative whisper: "His voice is the same as you...... The same. ”

At this time, day by day, the cautious appearance made Ye Xiu's heart drip blood.

How scared were they, worried that Ye Xiu would leave because of this?

"Little one, I didn't hurt you in vain......"

Ye Xiu scraped the nose of the day, then took out the broken Killing Wild Knife from the Qiankun Ring, smelted it with spiritual fire, and turned it into juice, his hands turned extremely quickly.

A pair of domineering and resolute gloves are gradually condensed!

"Try it!"

Ye Xiu grinned, looking at the extremely complicated emotions in his heart day by day, he actually ...... It's time to be a father!

It sounds weird, but there is no doubt that the seventh son was indeed born from the blood of his heart.

"Was it given to me?"

After taking it day by day, he put on his gloves directly, and when he waved his fist, a circle of red flame ripples rippled in the air, forming a whirlpool storm and raging.

"My sword qi can be released with all my strength, great!"

Day by day jumped up ecstatically, and when he saw Ye Xiu smiling, he quieted down again.

"Don't you thank me?"

Ye Xiu suddenly asked.

"Thank you? What is ...... Thanks?"

Scratching his little head in confusion, he asked.

He didn't have any consciousness at all about Xie Xie's understanding, and it seemed that in addition to killing people, he could only hide in the coffin every day to absorb the stored spiritual energy and cultivate the sword body.

Expressing emotions is never.

Ye Xiu sighed, approached the day, stretched out his hands to hold him in his arms, and gently kissed him on the forehead.

And then......

"If someone gives you a gift, be sure to thank them, remember?"

Treating the seventh son, Ye Xiu has never had the kind of emotion, maybe this is father's love, it has been flooded here.

After being stunned for a moment, he also stretched out his little hand after reacting, hugged Ye Xiu, kissed him on the forehead, and then said in a deep voice: "Thank you!"

"Good ......"

Ye Xiu finally realized the expectation that parents look at their children, felt more comfortable, and began to miss their parents.

"Abba, can I call you Abba now?"

Instead of playing with the new toy, he cautiously raised his head and stared, his eyes full of worry.

Ye Xiu stretched out his hand and hugged him.

"Have you forgotten me?"

Ye Xiu suddenly smiled, day by day he was in ecstasy, hugging his neck and rubbing it hard, enjoying it, never wanting to be separated again.

Drowning in the arms of his biological father, that longing completely exploded.

Suddenly!

Thunder, Reverse Mang and the other seven sons all pounced, jumping on Ye Xiu's shoulders and arms, and some directly hugged his legs, lest he would leave.

Only, the evil stood in place, and a bright smile appeared on his cold face, like a flash in the pan.

After Ye Xiu walked over, he grabbed the evil and threw him above his head.

"Abba!"

"Abba, don't leave us, okay?"

"Abba, it's really Abba!"

At this time, even the closed coffin exploded, and the demon moon turned into a blood wheel and rushed towards Ye Xiu.

At that time, Ye Xiu's eyes froze, and surprise appeared on his face.

"Demon Moon, this is Abba, what are you doing!"

"Third sister, stop it!!"

The Seven Sons of the Evil Sect were all angrily scolded, however, the Demon Moon Blood Wheel turned around and slashed past Ye Xiu!

Sou!

Blood splashed, Wu Junhui knelt on the ground, clutching his throat, and the poisonous knife in his hand shattered.

In the next second, Ye Xiu and the sons turned around, and saw Demon Yue pouting, turning around and walking towards the door of the main hall with a very angry look, very lonely.

"Third sister...... She seems to be angry!"

Reverse Mang nodded back and forth with both hands, jumped down from Ye Xiu and said.