7. Sword of the Snow
Chen Jun chose to stand on Su Zhuoju's side, because in comparison, he felt that Su Zhuoju's logic was more worthy of trust, at least the type of normal communication he could have.
As for the others, even Su Fuyao, he felt unreliable now, but part of the reason for this was his unspeakable selfishness.
But his statement still made the people in the Snow Mountain Villa breathe a sigh of relief, no matter what the situation is, they should unite to deal with foreign enemies first.
That way, they don't have to worry about standing in line for the time being.
"Okay, in that case, let's go!"
Seeing that the situation was like this, Xia Chenji couldn't help but retreat in his heart, but as soon as he raised his foot, a sword wind swept in.
Su Zhuoju frowned, and the tip of his sword pointed diagonally at the ground.
"The appointment of 100 tricks is not over."
Xia Chenji took a step forward and glared at him, "Do you really want to make a mortal enmity with our Holy Heaven Sect?" β
Chen Jun was stunned for a moment.
"Isn't it? β¦β¦ What do you think you were doing? β
Su Zhuoju glanced at Chen Jun, motioned for him to step back, and then raised his sword in the dust.
Between the cold and snow, the sword of the cold.
Ten sides of frost were raised, blocking Xia Chenji and his subordinates behind him.
"Turning into an outer realm, you actually comprehended ......" Xia Chenji's eyebrows furrowed, and he turned around and picked up Jiang Yuzhou, "You stop him." β
Dozens of sect members stepped forward to stop them, and Su Zhuoju killed easily with one person and one sword, but during this time, the bloody killing intent made people tremble.
The sword flowers are brilliant, the blood is gorgeous, and the red plums in the snow bloom out of thin air.
Chen Jun was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but push Su Fuyao: "Aren't you going up to help?" β
"Huh? Help what? Su Fuyao was stunned.
"......" Chen Jun paused before saying: "You just watched him fight alone, are you really from the same villa as him?" β
"Oh, don't worry, Zhuo Ju can handle it alone."
Su Fuyao said it very surely, and comforted him with a loving face not to worry.
In this regard, Chen Jun only has two words in his heart, what a rare good teammate! Why didn't you see that you believed in him so much......
"By the way, Jun'er, about your background." Su Fuyao's expression was suddenly full of helplessness, "I was originally ......"
Chen Jun interrupted her: "I know, I won't grab it with him." β
"No, I mean to say, I will convince Zhuo Ju to let him assist you, after all, the Snow Villa is your father's brainchild, and you are his true descendant."
I was so naΓ―ve, I just knew that the plot was magical, but I didn't expect the plot to be so magical.
"Master, I don't know martial arts, and I'm incompetent and talented, this matter must not be done."
Su Fuyao looked at him lovingly.
"Don't worry, I'm on your side, I'll tell the four elders about it, and they will definitely help you regain your rightful position."
"I was wrong before, I wanted to maintain the status of the Snow Mountain Villa in the rivers and lakes, so I didn't want you to become the owner of the village, but chose Su Zhuoju, and I didn't hesitate to break with my husband for this reason."
Su Fuyao sighed: "But now I regret it, I not only hurt you, but also led Zhan and Heng Feng to separate for more than ten years, I am to blame, and now my aunt wants to compensate you well." β
Chen Jun's expression was suddenly quite weird, and his eyes looking at Su Fuyao were also quite magical.
- Master, don't you think you are repenting too quickly? So what have you been doing for the first ten years, waiting for me to refresh?
As for Su Zhuoju, who was innocently lying on the gun, Chen Jun looked back at the battle situation lovingly.
Su Zhuoju's speed was not fast, and the corpses that fell on the snow were all the results of his own battle, but the most important two people, Xia Chenji and Jiang Yuzhou, were still scarred and successfully escaped.
He didn't chase.
He only lowered his head and tore off a sleeve of his shirt to wipe the blood from his sword.
He also had blood on his body, but it wasn't his.
Chen Jun suddenly felt that Su Zhuoju at this time was very beautiful.
It's a thrilling beauty that precipitates.
He with his sword, the snow under his feet, the blood on the sword, is lonely, calm, and cold.
The dead leaves are separated from the branches, and the lone goose is winding to the west.
After a long time, Chen Jun realized that what he loved at that time was not Su Zhuo's hard-to-find demeanor, but his invincible strength in life and death.
He longed for that power, and he admired those who wielded it.
Su Zhuoju walked over step by step, his expression was indifferent, and everyone was so shocked that he couldn't help but retreat, but Chen Jun took a step forward, gently patted the snow on his shoulder, and smiled.
"I'm back."
Su Zhuoju looked at him sideways, the ice and snow in his eyebrows were still there, he nodded, and suddenly it was dark in front of him.
"Master Su! Su Zhuoju! Chen Jun hurriedly stretched out his hand to keep him from falling, and then directly wrapped his arms around his waist and took him back half-supported and half-hugged.
Su Fuyao's three fingers lightly pressed on Su Zhuoju's wrist exposed outside the brocade quilt, and after a long time, a strange look appeared on her face.
"No injuries, no poisoning, why are you still unconscious?"
Chen Jun was also standing beside the bed, he looked at the calm face of the man on the bed, and had some guesses in his heart, but it was inconvenient to mention it to Su Fuyao.
"It's kind of weird indeed."
"Jun'er, what I told you, do you really stop thinking about it?" Su Fuyao looked at him expectantly.
Chen Jun looked back at her numbly.
"This matter is absolutely impossible, I am not interested, Master, you are like this, where do you put Su Zhuoju?"
Su Fuyao sighed: "I'm just afraid that he will make a move on you, so I hope you will strike first." β
ββ¦β¦ I believe in him. β
"Alas!" Su Fuyao sighed heavily.
Chen Jun sat down on the edge of the bed and quietly admired the handsome guy for a while.
Su Zhuoju was also very good-looking when he was asleep, a little less sharp, a little softer, very safe and pollution-free, Chen Jun's eyes darkened, he got up and said to Su Fuyao; "Master, it's not early, you go back and rest!"
"Okay, what about you?"
"I'll stay and take care of him."
"Huh?" Su Fuyao was a little strange, "When did you have a friendship?" β
"I have admired Master Su Zhuang for a long time, although I have only met a few times, but it is already too late to get along."
Chen Jun didn't blush at all, his eyes were honest and pure.
ββ¦β¦β
Su Fuyao finally left without saying anything.
Chen Jun soaked hot water with a clean cloth towel, and then gently wiped Su Zhuoju's face, and when he got closer, he looked closely, and he couldn't find a single flaw.
He reached out and pinched Su Zhuoju's face, rubbing his thumb against the side of his cheek, and his index finger hooked along his chin to the tip of his chin.
For a moment, he wanted to cut his skin with a knife to see if he was human, but he held back, the consequences were too tragic for him to bear.
Thoughts drifted, Chen Jun put his hand outside into the quilt, and carefully covered the corner of the quilt, before opening his panel and looking at the news, this time there were a lot of changes on it.
Attributes: Strength (0.5), Intelligence (0.4), Speed (0.9), Constitution (0.3).
Skill: Medical Skill (Beginner)
Plot progression: 20 percent.
Cause: 100 points (affects the story)
The attributes haven't changed, but the plot progress has actually reached twenty percent.
Chen Jun is very curious, so when the plot reaches 100%, what will happen?
But these can be put aside, the most important thing is the one hundred cause points, which he obviously didn't have before, the only thing he has done so far is to help Su Zhuoju, but he didn't expect that this would be exchanged for a hundred cause points.
Chen Jun suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
Since there is a way to improve the attribute points, then he will be much easier in the future, and this point can be obtained by changing the plot through guΓ², but it's a pity that he doesn't even know what the plot is.
Immediately guessed according to the previous situation, this plot should be developing in the direction of dog blood, very clichΓ©, and it should be easy to guess.
The female protagonist is Jiang Yuzhou, and the male protagonist is ...... There should be a lot, Chen Jun glanced down at Su Zhuoju, this product is also one of them, just look at the face.
At least so far, he has not seen a character more Su Zhuoju than Su Zhuoju beside the heroine.
"Are you awake?"
There was a trace of confusion in Su Zhuoju's eyes, and after just a moment, he returned to coldness.
"Yes." He half-sat up, looked outside, it was dark and deep, and said, "When?" β
"Ten o'clock...... Well, it's still three quarters away. β
Su Zhuo sighed, stopped talking, and quietly looked out the window, not seeing what he was thinking.
"How do you feel? How can you faint all of a sudden? β
Su Zhuoju glanced at him before speaking, his voice was a little hoarse, revealing a penetrating coldness: "It's warning me." β
"What do you mean?"
"Rules, it doesn't want anyone to break the rules of the plot he's made."
Chen Jun was stunned: "What will happen if you violate it?" β
"Disqualification."
"Involvement? What to get involved in? β
Su Zhuoju's right hand pressed on his forehead, and he exhaled deeply.
"I don't know, you...... Don't ask. β
Chen Jun held his shoulder, looked at his somewhat pale face, and was silent for a while before saying, "Okay, I won't ask, you, are you okay?" β
Su Zhuoju shook his head, then lowered his hand.
"What's going on in the village now?"
"There are quite a few people who support me and want you to step down." Chen Jun shrugged, "You're too much of a failure!" β
Su Zhuoju glanced at him emotionlessly, but there was a kind of accustomed calmness on his face.
Chen Jun smiled and suddenly said, "If it really comes to the point of no return, then I will leave with you." β
"Why?"
"It's not why, it's just ...... What if they don't recognize you as the owner anymore? β
Su Zhuoju turned his head to look at Chen Jun, and the corners of his lips hooked up with a sneer.
"You're wrong, I mean-"
"Do I need their admission?"
"Disrespectful, kill, disobedient, kill, disobedient, kill!"
Chen Jun was stunned, it was the first time he saw Su Zhuoju's smile.
Is it good-looking? It's beautiful, such a perfect face, and it will only be more beautiful when you smile.
It's just that Su Zhuoju is a person, how can he only be praised for his appearance.
Beauty can be captivating, bright colors**.
Yurong Fushengshuo is called a dead guest.
He said this and smiled, as if the overwhelming blood swept in, the heart of killing is strong, and the momentum of the world is unmatched, which is daunting, fearful and fearful.
Chen Jun couldn't help but take a step back, but he felt that this fear came too suddenly and too weirdly.
Su Zhuoju restrained his expression, as if everything he had just done was just an illusion, and he said lightly to Chen Jun: "If you want to leave or stay, it's up to you." β
Chen Jun sighed: "The matter has come to this, can I still go?" β
"As long as you want."
Chen Jun shook his head, and he suddenly stretched out his right hand to him.
"I want to stay, with you."
"You believe me?"
"I believe it." His tone was calm and firm.
"Okay."
Su Zhuoju also stretched out his hand, and there was a soft sound, and the palms of the two collided, and they high-fived.