The figure outside the house was very familiar to Luo Yi.
Wearing a gilt imperial robe, his expression was always so indifferent, as if nothing in this world could shake his state of mind.
Including now.
Father and son, separated by a hundred thousand years, met again.
Luo Tianchen looked at Luo Yi, who was dressed in silver armor and had a long and narrow demon knife hanging from his waist.
"Who are you?"
This was the first sentence out of Luo Tianchen's mouth.
Luo Yi smiled and asked instead, "Who do you think I should be?"
Luo Tianchen's eyes narrowed, and he said shockingly: "You are Luo Yi, but you are not the Luo Yi you are now."
Luo Yi raised his eyebrows, "How can you see it?"
Luo Tianchen walked into the room slowly. He didn't even glance at the two corpses on the bed. Instead, he walked straight to Luo Yi, pulled out a chair, and sat beside Luo Yi.
There was only a table between the father and son.
Luo Tianchen said slowly: "Under Luo Tianchen's layout, it will take at least ten years for you to grow to this point."
Luo Yi did not comment on this statement.
What he was even more curious about was why Luo Tianchen called him by his name in his words.
"What did you do to yourself?" Luo Yi seemed to have thought of something.
Luo Tianchen said slowly: "I should have taught you this principle. Only by deceiving yourself can you deceive others."
Luo Yi pondered for a moment and suddenly understood.
"You blocked part of your consciousness just to be a ruthless emperor, and even blocked some memories just to deceive yourself?"
"All your plans will only gradually recover some memories at a specific time, or after certain things happen, so that you can continue with the next plan."
Luo Tianchen said calmly: "There are some things that may not be a good thing if you know them."
"Man is not as good as God. There is no airtight wall in this world. In the same way, there is no perfect situation in this world. Everything can change in an instant. An unintentional move by a small person may be able to change it. The whole stream of history.”
Luo Tianchen didn't know what he thought of, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "When you and I were walking around the world, you didn't even wear crotchless pants."
"Fuck you." Luo Yi cursed.
The room suddenly fell into silence.
After a while, Luo Tianchen took the initiative and said, "So what happened to make you come back here again?"
Luo Yi frowned slightly: "You are probably not real, you are probably just an illusion."
Unexpectedly, Luo Tianchen shook his head and said only two words, "No."
"Not an illusion?"
"Um."
"strangeness."
"It's a little strange."
The terseness of the words spoken by the father and son was outrageous.
Luo Yi said again: "Is there any way?"
Luo Tianchen shook his head: "No way."
Luo Yi sneered: "I thought you were so awesome."
"I'll give this back to you." Luo Tianchen said calmly.
Luo Yi snorted coldly and simply stopped talking.
Under the gaze of the Obsidian Dharma Eye and the Baichen Demonic Eye, the current scene is not the so-called illusion.
Since it is not an illusion, it is real.
Could it be said that this road of transcendence has taken me back to the past?
Luo Yi's expression became extremely strange.
Luo Tianchen asked coldly: "You don't have the essence and blood of Luo Immortal in your body, so you haven't entered Luo Immortal Realm yet?"
"Something happened during the period and it was delayed."
Luo Tianchen nodded. In this case, he should not be dead in the future.
He turned to look at Luo Yi: "Your mother is still in the palace."
Luo Yi was slightly startled, and he hummed softly.
Luo Tianchen slowly stood up and walked out of the house.
But just as he was about to walk out of the door, his footsteps suddenly stopped.
Luo Tianchen tilted his head slightly and asked: "After holding it in for so long, murderous intention surged three times and four times. Are you really not going to take action?"
Luo Yi sneered: "I'm afraid I'll accidentally kill you."
"Ah."
"Try?"
Luo Yi stood up from the chair, "Just give it a try, are you afraid?"
The two figures disappeared into the house instantly.
About half an hour later, Luo Yi reappeared in the palace.
But the silver armor on his body had turned to pieces, and he spat blood on the ground.
Then he stepped into his mother's mansion. In fact, there were rules in the palace. Unless he was a prince, he was not allowed to enter the palace at any time to pay his respects to his mother and concubine.
But for Luo Yi, this rule is just a decoration now.
After all, he even dared to kill the prince, so what kind of rules were they?
Outside the imperial city, Luo Tianchen stood quietly.
When Luo Yi was far away, he groaned and a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
The corner of Luo Tianchen's mouth curled up, "You little bastard, kill me."
What Luo Tianchen didn't know was that Luo Yi didn't use many of his cards at all. If he really had to fight for his life, Luo Tianchen's end would be even worse than now.
Of course, Luo Yi didn't know that the current Luo Tianchen was just a clone.
The real Luo Tianchen is actually on the mysterious altar under the Qintian Prison all year round...
Luo Yi stepped into the mansion of his mother, Yan Qiuyi. Yan Qiuyi never liked extravagance and waste. There were only two maids in such a huge mansion.
Luo Yi did not alert others, and entered the side room with a sway.
Yan Qiuyi was sitting at the table embroidering, and Luo Yi's eyes suddenly softened.
He stood at the door, gently shaking away the bloody smell from his body. There is a saying that makes people timid when they are close to home.
Looking at Yan Qiuyi's back, Luo Yi didn't know how to speak for a moment.
He stood at the door and looked at it for half a stick of incense before slowly coming back to his senses.
Luo Yi cleared his throat and whispered: "Mother, I'm back."
The woman who was doing embroidery with her back to the door was suddenly startled. She quickly turned around and said, "Yi'er?"
Luo Yi's face was full of smiles, "It's me, mother."
Yan Qiuyi stood up instantly. She walked quickly to Luo Yi, touched her arm, and then patted her shoulder.
"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay."
"Your father said you were sick, which made me worried."
Yan Qiuyi held Luo Yi's hand with both hands, her eyes full of worry, and her mouth kept nagging.
But Luo Yi just laughed.
What I hated most when I was young was my parents’ nagging.
As an adult, what I hope most for is still the nagging from my parents.
But many people can no longer hear the words "Are you hungry? Are you cold? Wear more clothes and eat more."
Unconsciously, Luo Yi burst into tears.
Yan Qiuyi was stunned, and she quickly reached out to help Luo Yi wipe away her tears, "This child cried for no reason."
"mother."
"Um?"
"I miss you, kid."
