"I want you to cut open that bastard's stomach, chop his arms and legs off, and slowly torture him." Dilao smiled cruelly as he ordered several people.
Frightened by what they had heard, little Diyu and little Dixi's faces were bloodless.
"Brother..." Dixi cried fiercely and struggled hard. With his mortal and small body, how could he be able to compete and resist the big men and cultivators?
"Don't you lowly humans dare to do it! I won't forgive you! I will not forgive you if you dare to hurt Xixi!!!!!!" Diyu shouted with blood dripping from his eyes. He was almost enchanted, like a devil.
Dilao used his spiritual power to stop Diyu from rushing to help Dixi.
"Shut up, you monster!" One man was scolded.
"You monster who killed your mother by your hand, what qualification can you use to scold us?" A man sneered. How dare this kid scold them as lowly humans?
When Diyu heard this sentence, he was stunned.
