At that time, if Yu Luo forced him to marry Liao Yu to Yu Rong, would he agree or not?

If they don't agree, Yu Luo can completely fall into the trap and ask the High Priest of Demon Heart to come forward to deal with them, but if he agrees, the result is still the same. At the end of their poisonous valley, there is no room for them to stand on the Xilin plane.

"Isn't that true, father, didn't the High Priest of Demon Heart also say that the Liao Yu family cannot marry." Liao Xundao.

Although An Jiuyue didn't say it clearly, the meaning was obvious enough. She didn't agree with him marrying Yu Xiang at all, so she wouldn't agree with Yu Rong marrying his sister.

"No, even if Yu Luo had that thought, the High Priest of Demon Heart would not let him do this." He shook his head, saying with great certainty.

But facing his words, Resurrection doesn't think so.

Now the High Priest of Demon Heart is like a member of the Yu family. After all, her husband is Yu Luo's son. Even a high-ranking adult will take a little bit of Yu Luo's father-in-law's face, right?

If Yu Luo begged An Jiuyue to do this, would An Jiuyue not do it?

"Don't be afraid of 10,000, just in case, Xun'er, you have to remember that no one is reliable, you can only rely on yourself, now it's alright, father has removed this scourge, Yu Luo is the idea of hitting your sister , can't do it, unless, he will marry Yu Xiang to Poison Valley."

Saying that, Liao Fusheng smiled sullenly.

Liao Xun pursed his lips and said nothing.

Who said Yu Xiang had to get married, so she couldn't hire a son-in-law.

And according to the meaning of his father's words, the Demon Heart High Priest obeyed Yu Luo so much. If Yu Luo told the High Priest that he wanted Yu Xiang to marry him Liao Xun, the Demon Heart High Priest would also agree?

He thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it out, for fear that his father thought it was very possible, and he would chop off his head and neck directly with his sword.

His sister's death was enough, he didn't want to die in a cryptic way.

"Father is right, Yu Luo has no way to force his father anymore." He echoed Liao Fusheng's words.

"Yes, Yu Luo's idea is doomed to fail."

Liao Fusheng agreed with his son's words, nodded vigorously, and then slowly lowered his head to look at his daughter's body lying in a pool of blood.

"Xun'er, find a place with good feng shui, and bury your sister. She sacrificed for the existence of Poison Valley. You must not wrong her."

He explained to Liao Xun.

"Yes, father, Xun'er understands."

What can Liao Xun say? He can only answer. He can't say that his sister died unjustly, right?

He has seen more Poison Valley disciples who were killed for opposing his father's words, even the elders. He didn't want to be that kind of person.

Moreover, in his opinion, his father is not very old. If he lost his son, he could marry a few more concubines and have a few more.

"Father, go back to your room to rest first, you can leave it to Xun'er here."

"Okay, I'll leave it to you."

Liao Fusheng nodded in satisfaction, raised his feet to avoid the blood all over the ground, and left.

After leaving, he glanced at the long sword in his hand with disgust, and threw the sword directly into the pool of blood.

This scene was also seen by Liao Xun, and his heart was even colder.

How much my father loved Yu'er in the past, he also saw it in his eyes. Now that people are killed by his own hands, and they are so despised, it is really cold-blooded.