Chapter 2677
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"I understand. Do you hate him?" Di Fuyi looked at her.
Lan Waihu's face was as pale as a piece of paper. She closed her eyes slightly. "I … I don't know … but I never wanted him to die …"
She looked down at her hand. She was still holding the blood-stained knife in her hand. Her eyes flashed with disgust. She wanted to throw the knife away, but it seemed to be a part of her palm. She could not get rid of it when she tried to throw it away. Instead, she felt a sharp pain in her hand.
Her face slightly changed. She subconsciously tried to throw the knife away, but her hand was in so much pain that she felt like it was going to fall off.
She looked at Di Fuyi for help. Di Fuyi's eyes were shining like a deep pool that could wash away all sins. He slowly spoke with the power to calm people's hearts. "What is false cannot be true, and what is true cannot be false. Everything is a demon in one's heart …"
His voice was like the sound of Sanskrit. The inexplicable surging hatred in Lan Waihu's heart slowly dissipated along with his voice.
"Clang!" The knife in her hand fell to the ground.
Lan Waihu seemed to have lost all her strength and fell to the ground.
Di Fuyi flicked his sleeves, and a ray of light shrouded Lan Waihu. Lan Waihu felt a chill all over her body, as though she was submerged in ice water. She shuddered and when she looked up again, Di Fuyi had already ignored her and lifted his sleeves. The knife flew in front of him along with the wind from his sleeves. The knife was ancient gold in color, and there was a pattern of red threads intertwining on it. It was as if countless worms were twisting and rolling together. It looked very strange, and it emitted an indescribable evil aura.
This kind of thing could not be kept. When Di Fuyi was about to destroy it, little Di Hao, who was under his feet, reached out his little hand to him. "Father, I want it!"
"Baby, you are still a child. Don't want this kind of lethal weapon." A weak voice came from the corner.
Lan Waihu thought that there were two people. She did not expect to hear a third voice. Subconsciously, she looked towards the direction of the voice and found two people squatting under a big tree. One was a mussel with a pink shell, and the other was a little beast with smooth fur.
She was stunned. Were they … the mussel and Lu Wu?
Their appearances had changed so much!
The mussel opened its shell, but it was not the little baby that Lan Waihu was familiar with. Instead, it was a beautiful boy who looked about 12 or 13 years old. The boy was looking at Di Hao with a worried expression, and it was him who stopped Di Hao.
Di Hao glanced at it and ignored it. He turned to look at his father. "Father, can I take a look at this knife?"
Di Fuyi's eyes flickered slightly. Ever since they broke up in the Shura World, this child was even more anxious than he was. She kept urging him to hurry up, but she did not say it out loud. Instead, she only urged him to hurry up.
When the father and son finally found their way to the Lower Bound and landed on the Starry Crescent Land, the child did not urge him to look for Gu Xijiu. Instead, he pointed in this direction and insisted on coming here first.
That was how he managed to save Yan Chen in time.
Although Di Hao did not say why, Di Fuyi vaguely understood that the safety of Yan Chen and Little Fox seemed to be the key to changing the tragic fate of him and Xijiu.
Seeing the little guy heave a sigh of relief, it seemed that this was a very crucial step. It was as if something had changed.
Di Fuyi looked at his son's big eyes that were looking at the knife eagerly, so he simply handed the knife to him.
Di Hao held the knife in his little hand, and his little finger gently flicked on the edge of the knife. A moment later, the knife trembled and cut his little finger. Blood immediately gushed out.
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