Chapter 1995: Luo Yi's Prophecy

As Xiao Yu walked towards a certain direction step by step, the people not far away followed Xiao Yu's direction and suddenly became uproarious.

"My God, what is he... what is he doing?"

They had already discovered that at a certain location in the lake, there was a man standing with his hands tied with a cloth belt, quietly watching the people fighting in the field.

But when they followed Xiao Yu's gaze, they found that there was blood on the corner of this person's mouth!

Because the meeting was only less than a hundred meters away, they naturally could see clearly.

"Is this person also one of the people who encouraged Jiang Pei?"

They thought of the fate of Zhong Yifeng and his son before, subconsciously.

And this person, if not Luo Yi, who is it?

Luo Yi's vitality was slowly draining away, obviously because he saw that he was sure to die, so he chose to destroy his meridians and internal organs.

Xiao Yu had already swept over, looking at Luo Yi expressionlessly.

The latter's mouth was full of blood, he laughed and said: "Xiao Yu, you are really lucky, I didn't expect to be escaped by you again."

Xiao Yu shook his head and sighed: "Luo Yi, I would have let you live, but I didn't expect you to still choose hell."

Luo Yi's heart is not serious, but his eldest brother was killed, and he has no intention of nostalgia for the world.

Of course Xiao Yu could see that the reason why he let Luo Yi go was because the people in the Zongmen world were too poisoned by the demon cultivators. If he still killed his own people, wouldn't it be cannibalism?

However, his kindness, in exchange for him, is another kind of death.

Therefore, Luo Yi, he must kill.

"Hehe, my elder brother is dead, what's the point of my existence? I can't wait to drag you and those guys to hell!" Luo Yi still refused to change his mind, roaring ferociously.

Xiao Yu shook his head and sighed, turned around and left, but Luo Yi smiled bitterly: "Xiao Yu, I still say the same thing, since they are coming, no one here can stop them. The catastrophe of the sect world is coming, you, how about you?" There are people around you, as well as the entire sect world, just wait for death! Hahahaha!"

After Luo Yi finished speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and immediately fell down.

After hearing Luo Yi's words, many people were secretly surprised.

"No, he... isn't he the same Luo Yi from the Blood Refining Sect?"

"What! Is it him? Why is he here?"

A few of them were taken aback.

"What did he mean when he said that the sect world is waiting to die? And what is that catastrophe?"

Everyone frowned, for some reason, they seemed to have a bad premonition in their hearts.

As the saying goes, when a person is about to die, his words are good, and they will never disbelieve what a dying person said.

Xiao Yu didn't explain, but there was a lingering haze in his heart.

People often say that before one dies, one can see what is about to happen. Is this the same for Luo Yi?

Xiao Yu didn't know, what he only knew was that an invisible crisis was quietly attacking.

He didn't think about it anymore, he left in place and went back to Han's house.

The people at the scene, although they were puzzled, more still had lingering fears, and dispersed one after another.

"I didn't expect that! I was escaped by this guy again." A certain woman in Baiyu Valley seemed a little annoyed.

"It's simply too handsome, that's the candidate for the Taoist partner in my dream!"

The young girl looked forward to it, but then she felt helpless and said: "It's a pity, if he doesn't offend so many people, he will still be a good match with our Senior Sister Su."

After all, several people all looked at Su Qingrou.

They didn't feel disgusted or disgusted by Xiao Yu's bloody method just now.

The Zongmen world is like this, you plot against me, I plot against you, interests come first.

Moreover, the road to cultivation is inherently bumpy. Natural selection, killing and overtaking, competition for strength, and survival of the fittest are the norm in itself.

People in the world can't even take care of themselves, so how can they pity others?

Su Qingrou was contemplating Luo Yi's words just now, lowering her eyebrows——

Could it be that Guzhu's prediction is true?

Immediately she shook her head, and her eyes returned to the coldness and indifference, but her eyes fell on the shadow in the distance, and she smiled slightly, with a deep meaning——

"It seems that the Trial Conference of the Seven Sects is getting more and more interesting, let's go back."

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