In the end, Su Jing, who wanted to be a bad guy once, fell short.

He was full of pride, but when he saw the sad look of the shopkeeper who was extremely frightened and distressed about a box of wine, he still relented.

What kind of character is he, Su Jing, not to mention turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands into rain, but if he wants to set off a bloody storm, he can still do it. Then why should he embarrass a hard-working peddler? If it spreads, won't he be laughed at and lose his big teeth?

The name of the thirty-first on the black list should be kept to bully the famous masters on the list.

So, after coming out of the store, Su Jing took out his mobile phone and made a call to Duan Mingyuan, and then he left with a box of wine in his arms.

A favor of the twenty people on the list, in exchange for a case of good wine, it shouldn't be a loss, right?

Subsequently, Su Jing, who had nowhere to go, left the city and came to the edge of the Songjiang River, facing the boiling river, drinking alone, without Murong, an unqualified drinking friend, it was even more happy.

The reason why he chose to come here was because he had a premonition, that is, when he drank all this wine and became drunk, his third awakening was coming.

Looking at the whole world, I'm afraid only Su Jing has such a premonition.

This premonition was not abrupt, because just tonight, I don't know when it began, he was keenly aware that the heaven and earth vitality around him had become extremely "lively", as if it might rush towards him like waves at any time.

If it weren't for this, it would be impossible for him to seize the ethereal "opportunity" in the process of competing with Murong for swords, fuse his swordsmanship into a furnace, and realize "regret in this life".

This is the miraculous effect of the vitality of heaven and earth.

And, just tonight, he finally found the real reason that would stimulate his awakening.

It's not the wine, or it's not all because of the wine, it's also a trigger, a medium, but it's not the external thing that causes you to wake up.

The real reason is from the inner feelings, the extreme feelings.

The first awakening was after a great sorrow and joy, because of the master's sarcasm, which aroused the infinite arrogance in his chest.

The second awakening was because of the death of the master, which caused him a deep sadness.

And this time, it is a word "regret".

regret not being ordinary, regret asking a master to learn martial arts, regret entering the rivers and lakes, regret acting without scruples, attract enemies, and kill the first friend he made after his makeover

"I don't kill Beren, but Beren dies because of me. Su Jing sighed, raised the bottle and saluted in the direction of Songjiang City, then raised his head and poured it hard.

The spicy liquor rushed down his throat and into his stomach, and a fire ignited on the ground, and then, Su Jing, who had a huge amount of wine, was drunk and hazy.

One sip of wine, and you're already drunk.

Sure enough, people with dead knots in their hearts are the most undrinkable.

Su Jing didn't care about it, he raised the bottle and took a sip again, and a gentle breeze suddenly rose around him, and slowly the wind became stronger, and the surrounding heaven and earth vitality began to slowly gather towards Su Jing.

Su Jing drank again.

With him as the center, a whirlpool gradually formed, pulling the surrounding heaven and earth vitality.

Ten meters, 100 meters, one mile, two miles, and finally froze at ten miles.

Although Su Jing was drunk, he still had a general understanding of the surrounding situation, and after the vitality of heaven and earth no longer changed, he took another sip of wine, and said with some self-deprecation: "It seems that my third life is just a mediocre person." ”

Then he drank the rest of the wine in the bottle, threw it into Songjiang, and shouted in a low voice: "But even if it is mediocre, what can it be?

After that, the extremely rich heaven and earth vitality around it surged like a flood that burst the embankment!

The third awakening is coming!

"In the entire rivers and lakes, I'm afraid I'm the only one who can take the initiative to attract awakening, right?" Su Jing muttered to himself again, then laughed, glanced behind him, jumped into the river, his body entered the water, his hands and feet moved together, and after sinking to the bottom of the river, he closed his eyes and fell asleep without any scruples.

This is the awakening location that Su Jing chose for himself.

With the Immortal Sword in his body and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi infused into his body, he was not afraid of being drowned in the water.

As for the person who followed him all the way, I don't know if it was the killer of Providence City or the Eagle Dog of the Huaxia Martial Arts Association, did he still have the courage to jump into the river to kill himself? Even if he had the guts, would he go down to the bottom of the river? Can he withstand the intense pressure?

In the world, there are few people who can sleep at the bottom of the river like Su Jing! In terms of water nature, Su Jing admits that he is second, and he has really never seen the first person.

The night wind is howling, the river is surging, and the splash caused by Su Jing jumping into the river is almost instantly submerged by the back waves, and there is no difference on the riverside except for the lonely old box. If the guy behind Su Jing who followed all the way silently didn't go to the river.

A slender figure, sprinkled by the cold moonlight, is a face that is enough to charm all beings.

Xiao Wan'er, a person that Su Jing could never have dreamed of.

She looked at the river quietly, tightly holding a short dagger in her hand, biting her lip, her eyes revealing a trace of sadness, a trace of hatred, and a hint of indescribable.

In his previous life, that person took off his veil and fell in love with him.

In this life, this person has taken away his most precious thing, and he wants to kill him?

I don't know how long it took, Su Jing slowly opened his eyes again.

Sure enough, he was not at the bottom of the river, but in an antique room, a room that he was extremely familiar with.

He was sitting on the bed, and in front of him was a square table with a set of tea sets on it, and the tea in the cup had long since lost its temperature and became cold. Next to the table is a small bookcase full of books.

Su Jing knew very well that these books were all chess games.

A bed, a table, a few square stools, a bookcase, and other than that, there is nothing else, simple, and the only special thing is probably the chessboard made of pure steel around me.

The chessboard is densely covered with black and white, and more than 100 hands have been played, among which the white pieces are deeply trapped in the game and it is difficult to survive.

Zhenlong!

And on the chessboard, there is a mouthful of bright red blood.

Su Jing smiled bitterly, knowing that just now, because he was studying the chess game, he exhausted his mental strength and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Sure enough, his third life was the one who was expelled from the division by the deaf and dumb old man, the second of the eight friends of Hangu, the chess demon Fan Bailing.

Martial arts, it's really high or low, mediocre. (To be continued.) )