Seeing that Lizhuo's eyes were getting redder and redder, the seduction of the voice was getting heavier and heavier: "Since the way of heaven is unfair, do you want to reverse the injustice? Personally avenge your mother's concubine?"

Li Zhuo nodded unconsciously, his mind was already lost in the bewitching words! The voice stopped for a few seconds, as if triumphant. Suddenly, Mama Liu's half-dead appearance magnified in front of Lizhuo.

"This mortal has done countless evils, and if he goes to the underworld, he will be put in the oil pot. Why can't you kill such a person? Is it because she's a mortal? But she's your mother-killing enemy, so what's wrong with avenging your mother?

Lizhuo's eyes exude anger, he is not Lizhuo, he is Lizhuo!

"You can't avenge your mother, so why are you called Lizhuo? Lizhuo is a completely new person, and you, you are not clear about your cause and effect now, and you only deserve to be called Lizhuo. ”

"I'm not leaving!" Lizhuo hated the name. It not only contains his humiliating past, but also represents how weak he is! He never wants to hear this name again in his life, and he doesn't want to be such a weak person!

"Then you must kill this man, kill all your enemies!" the voice suddenly rose in volume, with a hint of command in his tone. "Kill them, and after you kill them, your cause and effect will be gone, and you will be able to take revenge. From now on, you will be from the burn, and you will always be just from the burn!"

This attraction was too great, and Lizhuo couldn't help but waver.

"Come, take your sword. Look at this old woman, when she stepped out of her left leg, she was just going to find someone to murder your mother. Shouldn't such a leg be cut off?" Seeing that Lizhuo didn't completely listen to himself, the voice changed his way and said seductively.

Cutting off mortals' limbs has already done a lot of things like this, so he doesn't hesitate. In Zhao Linglong's eyes, Lizhuo suddenly lost his mind for a while, and then stiffly lifted the knife to Mama Liu, who was crying and squirming, and cut off her left leg indifferently and ruthlessly.

Obviously, Lizhuo has always been indifferent, but it is not the same as now. At this moment, he is like a puppet without thoughts, does not understand emotions, and is inherently cold and ruthless.

In the scorching world, after he cut off Mama Liu's left leg, the voice sounded again. "Why do you still keep her right leg? Do you know that she just dragged this leg to give your mother Bai Aya! It's her, she killed your mother concubine! Do you know the suffocating feeling of being entangled to death by Bai Aya, the process of death is extremely long and painful, and this is all caused by her!"

"Don't say it!" Li Zhuo held the spirit sword tightly, and the originally charming and gorgeous peach blossom eyes had completely turned red. "She deserves to die, I'm going to kill her, I'm going to get revenge!"

"Then what are you waiting for, Lizhuo, pick up your spirit sword, kill her, and kill Liyan! Without these, we are all free!" He is also Lizhuo, but he is dressed in black and with black peach blossom patterns. He gently took Lizhuo's hand, but guided him to stab the spirit sword down, pulling this person into the abyss exactly like himself.

In the eyes of outsiders, Li Zhuozheng was holding the hilt of the sword in both hands, intending to pierce Mama Liu's heart from top to bottom.

"Bang!", Zhao Linglong was suddenly knocked open by a strong force at the door. A white figure flashed past her and rushed away.

And at this moment, the tip of the sword had already pierced Mama Zhao's heart, and the blood spurted out with a "poof".