After reading the mind of Sword and Spirit, I brought all the grievances in my family and went crazy

Chapter 404 He was the one who was sacrificed

The last sentence is a declarative sentence.

After saying that, Zhou Huaian didn't ask Yan Du what he thought. He held his shoulder and took him out of the Blood Evil Sect.

But Yan Shuo refused to give in, and raised his hand to chop at him again.
"Let go of Yan Du!"

He was somewhat overwhelmed at the moment.

He couldn't believe that the young man whom he could have crushed to death with one hand two years ago, was now better in cultivation and body movement than him.

His spiritual consciousness cannot lock him!
There was quite a commotion here, which attracted quite a few people, including Yaoyue and Ji Huarong.

Zhou Huaian didn't care how loud the noise was and started to mock Yan Shuo.
"Let him go? Let him go for what? Are you allowed to act out the father-son relationship here?"

"If you really cared about him, you wouldn't have forced him to make a decision that day and dragged him into the hatred of the previous generation."

"You haven't fulfilled your duties as a father for over a thousand years. Now that you're out of the cage, you're starting to use your bloodline to pressure people. You really are a good father!"

"Yan Shuo, ask yourself, did you really want to avenge your own daughter when you went to Xiaoyao Dao Sect that day?"

"Or do you want to take this opportunity to see whether Chu Xuan is dead or not, and snatch him away to completely cut off the possibility of him speaking?"

Yan Shuo was almost so angry at Zhou Huaian that his nose was crooked, but he couldn't say a word in rebuttal to these words.

Because, what he said was absolutely right.

He was surprised to see Yan Du in Luosheng Prison that day.

But think about it, it was expected. If he was not here, who in the world would save him?

Most likely, it was Chu Xuan who was homeless and had nowhere to go.

And since he was willing to acknowledge him as his father, Chu Xuan must not have told him about the mother-child Gu in his body.

Chu Xuan raised his child very well, but on the way back to the clan, he was extremely nervous.

He was afraid that Chu Xuan would expose him.

He wanted Chu Xuan to shut up forever.

But he never expected that the heaven would help him. In the past thousand years, the world has changed, the Blood Evil Sect is no longer what it used to be, and the Xiaoyao Dao Sect is the only one in power.

But this war between humans and demons came at the right time. Many of the top monks of Xiaoyao Taoist Sect were killed or injured, and even Chu Xuan died together with Ye Chuyi.

After being unlucky for more than a thousand years, he finally got lucky for once.

So, he led the Blood Evil Sect to attack the Free and Easy Taoist Sect once again.

He wanted to destroy the Xiaoyao Taoist Sect and, by the way, see with his own eyes whether Chu Xuan was dead or not.

But I didn't expect that Ruan Qiao would disrupt the situation.

Having said that, Yan Du naturally understood the whole story.

He held Zhou Huaian's hand, and the spiritual power at his wrist suddenly burst out, and he broke free.

Zhou Huaian was not on guard against Yan Du, or even if he had expected it, he just let it go. He dodged in the direction of the force and appeared behind Yan Du.

The wind was whistling, making the corners of the young man's clothes rustle.

Yan Du raised his knife and pointed it at Yan Shuo behind him.
"Is what he said true?"

Facing his son, Yan Shuo opened his mouth.

"That's not the case. Listen to me."

But no matter how hard he tried to think of an explanation, the facts were right in front of him.

On that day, Zhong Yao gave birth to twins. Due to congenital defects, only one of them could survive, and thus the mother-child Gu came into being.

He was the one who was abandoned.

But things are unpredictable. Zhong Yao died and her daughter also died.

But he survived by some strange coincidence.

They were the only two people left in the world, father and son.

Looking at Yan Shuo's expression, Yan Du got the answer. He laughed, but suddenly pointed the knife at himself -