Luo Fan sighed deeply, looked at Qiao Sanniang's gaze became very gentle, and said softly: "Scold, if this can allow you to vent your grievances." Actually, what you said is right, as far as you are concerned, I am a negative person, I ...... I can't give you the love you want, but I take away your most precious things.

"I haven't done anything bad in my life, but I owe you too much. But...... There's nothing I can do but apologize, there's nothing I can do to make it up to you. ”

"Hehe, hehehe...... Hahahaha......" Tears rolled down Qiao Sanniang's eyes, but there was a crazy laugh in her mouth, "In the end, you don't want to be responsible, if you really want to compensate me, there will always be a way, right?"

Speaking of this, Qiao Sanniang raised her hand and wiped away the tears on her face, her expression suddenly became cold and gloomy, and she gritted her teeth and continued: "Luo Fan, you really deserve to die, dying a thousand times and ten thousand times is not enough to relieve the hatred in my heart! However, your life can only be controlled by me, even if you die, you can only die in my hands." If you dare to become a machine spirit today, I will ...... You'll regret it!"

When Qiao Sanniang said the words "make you regret", her tone was extremely weird, almost at the moment when her words fell, Luo Fan in mid-air and several companions on the ground couldn't help but tremble, and an ominous premonition immediately surged in their hearts.

"Sanniang, you ...... What the hell do you want to do?" Luo Fan asked cautiously, frowning.

"Heh, what are you doing?" Qiao Sanniang's mouth hooked up a smile, and said quietly: "Actually, you already have a guess in your heart, don't you?"

After that, I saw Qiao Sanniang raise her hand and wave, and a light curtain immediately appeared in the void, and the picture presented in the light curtain was a coffin emitting a glowing white light.

"Ice crystal jade coffin?" Luo Fan subconsciously exclaimed, and asked anxiously, "Sanniang, where did you hide their mother and son?"

Qiao Sanniang glared at Luo Fan viciously, and said coldly: "It's such a time, you still dare to show such concern for them in front of me, I think, you think their lives are too long." ”

Luo Fan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then shook his head with a wry smile, "You have always been very clear about my thoughts, if I deliberately pretended to be indifferent when I knew that you would be unfavorable to them, I think you wouldn't believe it." But Sanniang, they are just two living dead people who have been sleeping for a thousand years, what is the point of you taking your hatred of me out of anger on them?"

Qiao Sanniang raised her eyebrows, the bewitching face that belonged to Chisha suddenly revealed an extremely charming and cold style, she raised her hand and brushed the hair around her ears, and said softly: "Meaning? Meaning naturally makes you miserable." You say, if I extract the remaining souls of your beloved woman one by one, and then refine them into resentful souls, so that she will live in the same pain as I do for eternity, will I not seem so lonely?"

Hearing Qiao Sanniang say that he wanted to extract the remaining soul in Yun Rui's body and refine it into a resentful soul, Luo Fan had to admit that his heart was indeed pumped fiercely.

He originally thought that Qiao Sanniang just wanted to threaten him with the lives of Yunrui and Fan'er, and after so many years of suffering and waiting, he had decided to completely let go of their mother and son. In many cases, a lot of unnecessary suffering is caused by the living people themselves, because of their reluctance, and because they can't ask for the wishes of their unconscious loved ones, so they suffer from each other in this way.

Luo Fan had actually figured out that the pain of so many years was due to his and Gu Wentian's reluctance to give up on the mother and son. In fact, for Yun Rui's mother and son, instead of lying in the coffin with a breath of air, it is better to die neatly, which may be a relief.

However, Qiao Sanniang, who took away the body of Chisha, seems to have inherited the ruthlessness of Chisha at the same time, and she clearly told Luo Fan that there are more terrible things in this world than death, that is, the soul can never be exceeded, neither reincarnation nor dissipation, and can only be immortalized and sink in pain.

In this regard, Luo Fan really didn't dare to imagine what a cruel and terrifying picture it would be.

But it was precisely because of Qiao Sanniang's words that Luo Fan finally died completely, and he knew that this woman was hopeless. Even if he has an indelible guilt for her in his heart, if this battle can be won, he hopes that this woman can dissipate in heaven and earth forever.

It's not because she's worried about what she'll do to Yun Rui and the child, it's just because she's no longer the Qiao Sanniang she used to be, with her current strength and temperament, if she lets it go like this, she's afraid she'll become the next Demon Venerable of the Demon Clan.

Even if the demon clan can be suppressed again, no one can guarantee that in a few years, under her leadership, the Three Realms will not have such a catastrophe as it is today. In order for that day to come later, yes, the witch in front of me must die.

If Qiao Sanniang knew that the man she loved and hated so much was not thinking about how to save Yunrui and the child's lives at this moment, but how to take her life, I really don't know how she would feel.

After being silent for a long time, Luo Fan's complexion regained its calmness, and contrary to his calm complexion, the white light around him was surging more and more violently. It is clear that he has made his final decision.

"The Qiao Sanniang I know is dead, and you, don't want to threaten me with anyone's life. I always firmly believe that as long as there is a breath of righteousness left in this heaven and earth, then evil will never be able to suppress righteousness. Today, I will be martyred to help the King of Ten Thousand Methods of Asura to kill all the evil in the world and restore the world to a prosperous world!"

Luo Fan's words were sonorous and powerful, and when the last sentence fell, his body suddenly turned into a white light, and quickly shot into the heavenly pestle in the sky.

Not to be threatened, to let go of everything behind him, and to leave the future of Yunrui and the child to fate, this is Luo Fan's final decision. He knew that his ability was limited, even if he was as strong as a delusion, and there were times when he couldn't help himself, let alone a machine spirit like him.

It's just that he can exchange his limited strength for an infinite possibility, and he feels that even if he is not in the immortal class, he has already comprehended the Heavenly Dao.

Or rather, this is his way, giving him the courage and wisdom to make the wisest decisions at the most critical moments, at least, at the moment when he became one with the Heavenly Pestle, he did not regret it.

For Luo Fan, this may just be a move to move forward after strengthening his beliefs. But for everyone, this scene came too suddenly, and before everyone could react, they heard the clanging sound of the pestle.

This sound was different from the previous sound of metal impact, it was a sound with a strong spirituality, and it was obvious that this magic weapon that was on the verge of collapse before was exuding joy because of the arrival of the new instrument spirit.

For a moment, the array of the Ninety-Nine Root Great Array was a masterpiece of Chinese light, and the golden runes wrapped around the body of the Heavenly Pestle spun and jumped rapidly in a piece of white light, and then flew out in all directions like an inexhaustible blade of light, all of which shot into the bodies of Kun Xiu's shadows.

It wasn't until the terrible screams came from mid-air that Qiao Sanniang on the ground finally relented, her eyes widened in disbelief, and she let out a heart-rending cry at the Heavenly Pestle that exuded majestic power in the air: "Luo Fan——"

However, her cry was not answered after all, and the man only left his last words in this world at the moment when he turned into a machine spirit and threw himself into the heavenly pestle, but that sentence was left to Delirium through a secret sound.

He told the man that if he could win this battle, he must get rid of Qiao Sanniang with his own hands, which was also his last request.

When Luo Fan's last sentence fell into Cang Yu's heart, Cang Yu only felt an indescribable sadness. What is the situation in the world? Maybe for some people it is life and death, but for others, it is life and death.

When the meaning of love in the heart is no longer a willing giving, but becomes an unscrupulous possession or an endless request, this love becomes the best breeding ground for the growth of demons.

In addition to being sad, Cang Delirium was even more stunned, he was the only one among their companions who did not say anything to stop Luo Fan, not that he was ruthless, but that he knew that Luo Fan had long been determined to die.

Just a few hours ago, when he went to the Demon Slaying Sect to wake up Luo Fan, this man had already made it clear that he wanted to split his soul in two and save Yun Rui and their children.

This is Luo Fan's decision, and Cang Yu does not and does not have the right to object.

Now, Luo Fan only ended his life earlier, or rather, he survived in another form in the Heavenly Pestle, compared to splitting the living soul in two and only rescuing two people, his act of incarnating into a machine spirit is obviously more significant.

Without getting his living soul, Yun Rui and Fan'er remained the same at best, but Cang Yu could exert all the power of his three souls and seven spirits to the extreme, and it was even possible to destroy Kun Xiu in one go and suppress the demon clan again.

Therefore, for Luo Fan's final choice, Cang Yu never said a word, he only knew that if this man was really willing to sacrifice himself, then he would not live up to his expectations.

As it turned out, it was such a fire that was so bad.

When Luo Fan entered the Heavenly Pestle, Cang Delirium clearly felt a wonderful feeling of communion with his heart, which was even stronger and more intimate than when the Heavenly Pestle had not lost its original machine spirit.