Chapter 179: Living for Yourself (Second Update!) )

Su Hao's expression was slightly stunned, and he looked at the rather strange blood-colored mask in front of him blankly, he knew that the strength of those people outside the door was many times stronger than him, so he could only ask for help from the silver-haired man.

It was the mask that the silver-haired man took out at the moment, just from the appearance, it gave people a shocking feeling, and he couldn't help but believe what the former said.

After muttering for a while, Su Hao reached out and picked it up, put it on his face, and gradually closed his eyes.

Rumble!!

Almost at the moment when Su Hao put on the mask, a strong momentum suddenly burst out from his body, and wisps of bloody qi suddenly permeated out, and the momentum of the followers swept up, forming a huge hurricane.

At this moment, Su Hao's cultivation was improving at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and the speed was outrageous, and after maintaining it for a few breaths, a dull sound sounded, and the hurricane outside Su Hao's body suddenly exploded and swept away.

With the stability of Su Hao's cultivation, his closed eyes suddenly opened at this time, and suddenly two monstrous blood lights burst out from his pitch-black pupils, and the bearer spread a shocking aura extremely quickly.

"This power ......"

Su Hao couldn't help but clench his fists and muttered, he could clearly feel the surging power in his body, it was a supreme force that he had never been exposed to.

The power was domineering and turbulent, as if everything was in front of him, as fragile as an ant, but he could also feel the severe pain in his body, but for him at this moment, this pain had become insignificant.

Swish!!

In silence, Su Hao suddenly took a step forward, and the sound of breaking the sky suddenly sounded, and in the next moment, his figure came to the door, reached out between the palms of his hands, and directly grabbed the neck of one of them.

Click!!

Before the man could react, Su Hao's five fingers suddenly exerted force, and with a terrible scream, the man's neck was directly crushed, and he fell to the ground and died in an instant.

Looking at the corpse at the bottom of his feet, Su Hao was stunned, and looked at his right hand blankly, the person in front of him who was several times stronger than him was actually killed by him in an instant, and the appearance in front of his eyes at this moment could not help but give Su Hao a feeling that was not very real.

"That's it...... What does it feel like to be strong? ”

Through the mask, Su Hao's low voice came out, and it seemed to contain a special emotion that could not be spoken.

"Whoever kills this son, Lao Tzu will give him the position of deputy leader, brothers, give me !!"

Just when Su Hao was out of his mind, the scar man roared angrily, and the rest of the people suddenly widened their eyes, turned red and red, as if they had all turned into greedy beasts, and all rushed towards Su Hao, with bursts of roars coming out of their mouths from time to time.

"Kill!!"

"Kill!!"

Su Hao suddenly came back to his senses, took another step forward on the soles of his feet, and in a flash, he came directly to a person, his five fingers clenched, and his fist slammed into that person.

A dull sound sounded, and the person's body exploded directly, and just like that, with one punch and one kick, the remaining dozen or so people were all killed by Su Hao.

And the scar man had already escaped from the constant distance, at this moment he was already trembling, at first he realized that something was wrong, until Su Hao put on the mask, he understood that if he didn't leave, his life would definitely be lost.

In his opinion, the silver-haired man simply took out a mask and let a kid who was almost inpowerful directly cultivate to skyrocket, such things were really shocking and unheard of.

With this, he instantly guessed that the silver-haired man was unusual, and his strength was absolutely unimaginable, so the moment his subordinates made a move, he fled directly into the distance without the slightest hesitation.

"You can't escape!"

At this time, Su Hao's scarlet eyes stared quietly, and the scarred man who fled in embarrassment in the distance whispered to himself.

The moment the words came out, Su Hao stretched out his palm, and one after another amazing blood-red spiritual power suddenly surged, bursts of bloody qi permeated out, and in an instant, a spear was condensed.

Shout!!

With the bloody spear condensed out, Su Hao stretched out his right hand, held his five fingers on the barrel of the gun, and the fierce light in his pupils flashed, and suddenly threw out, the spear cut through the air, turning into a bloody light and heading straight for the scar man.

Boom!!

The spear was extremely fast, and in the next moment, it came behind the scar man, and when the terrible scream came out, his entire body was directly pierced, and then it exploded with a bang, turning into a bit of flesh and blood floating in the air.

At this moment, Su Hao stood quietly in a pool of blood, and after being silent for a long time, he reached out and took off his mask, knelt directly on the ground with his legs, and let out a roar from the sky, and at the same time, rolling tears came out of his eyes.

"Once upon a time...... Live for the mother, but next...... You have to live for yourself. ”

The silver-haired man's faint voice came from a distance, and then his body was gradually revealed in front of Su Hao at this time.

"For ...... Do you live on your own? ”

Su Hao muttered in a low voice, a sense of confusion appeared on his face, his only loved one left him, he couldn't imagine what the future would be like, maybe it would be as painful as hell.

Suddenly, the silver-haired man reached out his right hand and waved it at the dead woman, only to see the ground begin to sink deeply, and the earth rolled to cover the woman and form a mound.

"Follow me from now on, if you want, my name ......"

"Yinluo Tianzun!!"

The silver-haired man said a word indifferently, and without waiting for Su Hao's reaction, he walked slowly into the distance.

As the silver-haired man left, the voice seemed to become ethereal, but it hit the young man's fragile heart, his expression gradually changed, and after a decisive sweep, he turned around and kowtowed three times to the mound, picked up the blood-colored mask, and ran quickly towards the silver-haired man.

……

……

In a trance, Su Hao gradually came back to his senses, and slowly spoke with a special emotion on his face that could not be spoken.

"Master...... May I ask you a question? ”

Yinluo's body shook suddenly, and his face seemed to be unable to maintain his previous indifference, and his increasingly dim eyes showed a sense of remorse, but he did not speak.

Seeing this, Su Hao didn't care, but a smile appeared on his face, and he continued: "Back then...... Why did you take me as a disciple? ”

Hearing this, Yin Luo gradually fell silent, and when he looked at Su Hao, a complicated meaning appeared, and he said, "You back then...... With the teacher"

"It's like."

Getting this answer, the smile on Su Hao's face became more and more intense, revealing a kind of satisfaction and a kind of no regrets, and in the smile, he muttered.

"Master, thank you."

PS: Fanchen hopes that the characters he creates are flesh and blood, crying when he is in pain, and laughing when he is happy, instead of just knowing how to fight and kill, and at the same time hoping to give the characters some background, so he wrote this Su Hao's memory.

Regarding this memory, Fan Chen thought about it for a long time, deleted and changed, changed and deleted, and at first wrote that kind of dialogue, but it felt a little monotonous, and at the same time it was a little abrupt, so it was directly changed to a situational memory, so I think there should be a sense of substitution, and it will not seem very abrupt.

However, many readers don't like to read the part of memories, I don't think the memories themselves are bad, but how to write memories, so that readers can fall into it and experience that special emotion.