There is a bit of elegance between the young man's eyebrows, echoing the bright moon outside the window, which is so unattainable. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Su Jian frowned after seeing the person who came, and said lightly, "What are you doing here?"

The person who came was naturally Rong Yi, he heard Su Jian's not very pleasant tone, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and a gentle smile bloomed on his face as warm as jade.

"Naturally, I'm here to help you!"

Su Jian's brows furrowed even tighter when he heard him.

"Looks like your injuries heal pretty quickly!"

Su Jian said coldly.

Her words actually implied it.

First, she wanted to ask Rong Yi, who had just been injured by her, and now she ran dryly to help her, which made her feel a little idle and courteous.

Second, she was puzzled, even if she was a person with a high level of cultivation, she would probably have to cultivate for ten days and a half months after receiving one palm from her, not to mention that Rong Yi received two palms from her that day, and it was two palms with all his strength.

It is not easy for him not to die, even if he wants to recuperate and heal, I am afraid that he will have to suffer some very unbearable pain to heal, but when she looked at his appearance that day, he was already healed, and he was very well healed.

Su Jian looked at him coldly, waiting for Rong Yi to answer.

I saw that Rong Yi's eyebrows were hooked a little deeper, and he said with a smile, "Thank you, you're already fine." ”

The tone was very sincere, without the slightest hint of sarcasm.

But Rong Yi didn't mock, but Su Jian wanted to mock.

She heard him speak, and at first thought there was something wrong with her ears.

She thought that the injuries on his body were definitely not healed, and in his current state, he could at most take some medicine to temporarily alleviate the serious injuries on his body.

So, why did he come to help her, and on what grounds did he convince himself to help her?

Does it mean that he likes what she likes and can't help himself?

Su Jian didn't believe a word.

Su Jian remembered that there was a sentence behind him to be courteous and courteous, and he was either a traitor or a thief!

She didn't believe he would be so kind to help her.

There is a saying in the world that the world is bustling, and it is all for profit. The world is crowded, all for profit.

In fact, not only the world, but among the three worlds, who is not living for profit?

Su Jian sneered, walked around Rong Yi's side, and then walked towards the outside of the room.

As soon as he walked out of the door, Su Jian heard a leisurely voice behind him.

"Su Jian, the outside has been surrounded. ”

Su Jian turned his head to Rong Yi when he heard the sound, only to see that there was no half-parted joke on his face.

She knew what he said should be true, though she didn't know why Long Yu knew she was coming.

With a flick of her wrist, she conjured up the Four Seasons Sword with a faint red glow.

Rong saw that she was ready, and walked out of the door slowly.

A blue light flashed in his hand, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

The bright moon was slightly cold, reflecting the three-foot long sword in Rong Yi's hand.

There was silence all around, and it seemed that countless souls could be heard moaning in pain.

A group of brocade guards crossed the palace wall and landed in the deserted courtyard, and the dead branches and fallen leaves that had not been cleaned all year round rose in an instant, like yellow butterflies in the cold moonlight.

Su Jian's eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of ice, and she said, "Where's Long Yu?"

Those brocade guards didn't answer, and slashed at Su Jian and Rong Yi with their swords.

The moment the sword fell, a tiny drop of blood splashed in the moonlight, and the scene was like someone using a red pen to paint the dark night in this courtyard a layer of crimson.

The blood is naturally Jinyiwei's.

Rong Yi put away his sword and calmly pulled Su Jian back.

Su Jian turned to look at him, not knowing what to say. Her sword was held in her hand the whole time, not dripping with blood.

At that moment just now, before she could make a move, Rong Yi's sword flashed in front of her eyes, like lightning in the rain curtain.

Su Jian looked at the corpses lying all over the ground, and didn't know how to describe her mood at the moment.

Is it sympathy? If you think about it, maybe there is.

But she was more of an accident for Rong Yi.

She knew that even if Rong Yi didn't kill them just now, when those brocade guards came to attack her, she would kill them with her own hands, there was no killing or not, only a matter of time sooner or later.

But what surprised her was that Rong Yi's sword moved so fast, leaving no room for anything, and it was clear that he wanted those brocade guards to have no way to return.

It was a kind of determination, and he never had the slightest idea of letting go of those brocade guards, or he had a little sympathy for those brocade guards.

In fact, it can't be said to be an accident, this is completely expected.

It's just that no matter how accurate it is, it's not as realistic as it seems.

The resoluteness in his eyes, the look in his eyes that regarded human life as a mustard, or even far inferior to a mustard, made Su Jian feel a great shock.

She knew that his heart was as solid as a rock, but she didn't know that it could be so hard, hard to the point of cold-bloodedness.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Su Jian remembered what Fang Cairong said with her, and suddenly stopped believing a word.

Such a person, this physical mortal, she is afraid that she will not be able to bear his heart that can turn the clouds and rain whenever and wherever she wants.

The heart of tolerance is as deep as the abyss!

After glancing at Rong Yi, Su Jian turned around and wanted to leave.

Rong Yi stretched out his hand and grabbed her and said, "It's not over yet!"

Hearing Rong Yi say this, Su Jian couldn't help but look around, only to see a man in a golden costume who looked about thirty years old walking in outside the gate of the courtyard.

Su Jian saw that he was dressed in gold, and naturally knew that he was the dragon who imprisoned her father's soul.

"You look a little like my cigarette. ”

Long Yu walked in, looked at Su Jian carefully, and finally stopped on Su Jian's eyebrows, and sighed slightly.

Su Jian looked at his expression, but he couldn't tell whether he was regretful or sad, but it was the shadow of the tree that slanted across his face, so he felt a little sad.

"Is it your concubine who was injured by the Soul Slayer Sword?"

Su Jian asked in a deep voice.

Long Yu looked at Su Jian and walked out of the mottled shadows of the trees, and the gloom on his face suddenly dissipated, replaced by a face full of smiles.

He opened his mouth and said, "I heard that you are the daughter born to Prime Minister Su Cheng and the goddess of the four seasons before his reincarnation, and it seems that this is indeed the case today, you are somewhat similar to my smoke." ”

Su Jian suddenly remembered the young man on the portrait in the room just now, and after careful comparison, it was not difficult to find that the young man was indeed somewhat similar to the dragon in front of him now. It should be said that these two are one person.

In this way, the girl I just saw in the illusion should be the smoke in the mouth of the dragon.

"How can you give me back my father's soul? ”

Su Jian said coldly.

"Leave his heart behind and revive my smoke. ”

"Absolutely impossible. ”

Su Jian drew his sword, there seemed to be ice and snow in his eyes, and he went directly towards Long Yu to kill.

Before he could reach Long Yu, two divine beasts suddenly appeared in front of Long Yu.

He still stood with his hands in his hands, looked at Su Jian with a condescending posture, and said, "I know that you are the goddess of the four seasons, and I also know that your ancestors were once the gods of war of the Heavenly Clan. However, these two divine beasts beside me were personally given to me by Li Wei, the leader of your Heavenly Clan, to my Dragon Clan's Longyuan Taizu, and you don't have to do it, you must be able to feel the disparity in your strength. ”

Su Jian sneered, determined to fight to the death with the two divine beasts, she clenched the sword in her hand, and with a turn of her arm, she was about to swing towards the two divine beasts.

The moment the Four Seasons Sword fell, it didn't cut the two divine beasts, but was bounced back by a barrier.

Su Jian turned around and looked back, only to see Rong Yi standing in white, looking at her calmly, as if to say to her that I did it.

The barrier was conjured by Rong Yi, and he thought that Su Jian's move was completely an egg hitting the stone, so he conjured up a barrier to stop her first, so as not to hurt her again.

"Su Jian, now there is almost no one in these Three Realms who can defeat these two divine beasts, and you will only give your life in vain. ”

Rong said softly.

"But what can be done!"

Su Jian's complexion looked a little pale in the moonlight, and it looked pitiful.

Now, what could she do when she saw her father trapped in that tiny jar and unable to see her?

Rong Yi walked up to Long Yu and said, "There is invisible water in the extreme north, put the person injured by the Soul Destroying Sword into the invisible water, and then use the oil on the dragon in the Nine Shadows Sea as a lamp, you can gather the soul scattered between heaven and earth." ”

Long Yu frowned after hearing this.

He didn't know whether what Rong Yi said was true or false, and was about to ask Rong Yi, but he heard Rong Yi continue, "I know you must not believe it, so in this way, I will go and get back the invisible water and Jiao oil, and then come to save your concubine, if you are saved, you will give us the jade jar." ”