Everyone is on the way, each with his own thoughts.

Lin Xun was well aware of his own danger, and he was very cautious in every step.

"Although I cleared my connection with the people around me with the power of dreams and fruits, exceptions cannot be ruled out. A guy like Wang Ling may not be a special case, but if there is, I will be in danger. ”

The wish made in the Nightmare Tower is not the same thing as the subsequent exchange of agreements.

The power of wishing will be even grander, and it can even overturn the established reality and turn back time, as for the later exchange of agreements in the dream, it is more like a small fight, which cannot affect others on a large scale, let alone affect the established reality.

As for Nanmen and Mo Jia, they are also preoccupied, and they are both confused and confused about their own identity.

In comparison, Du Yang can be said to be the most determined person, and he has only one sight, to rescue his younger brother who is trapped in the nightmare tower.

Just when everyone was wading through mountains and rivers and approaching the big jade platform of Lingquan, a figure suddenly flashed at the door of Lingquan.

"What man, stop!"

Lingquan is heavily guarded all year round, not to mention a person, even a mouse is difficult to cross, at this time, the figure just appeared, and it touched the guard's guard barrier, emitting a dazzling red light.

"Hehe, blind your dog's eyes, even my dignified sovereign dares to stop me."

The figure shook off the black robes that had been corroded by the barrier, revealing a hideous red scar.

This person is none other than the current monarch of the Shu-tired clan, a member of the Baoling clan, Su Xiu.

During the period when Lin Xun and the others broke through the Tower, Su Xiu's face became more and more old, and even the golden eyes that were still full of vitality became dull, and one eye even turned completely gray and white, losing its light.

When these soldiers guarding the spiritual spring saw that it was Su Xiu, they panicked at first, and then looked at each other, all of them were stunned, neither saying to leave nor to let them go.

Their attitude is almost equivalent to rejecting Su Xiu.

At this time and then, Su Xiu had a large number of elite soldiers under his command in the past, and even the beasts worked hard for him, and everyone couldn't stop him if they wanted to, but now Su Xiu is alone, and he is still covered in injuries, no matter how he looks at it, he is very depressed.

What if such a down-and-out person is a monarch?

This is a world that speaks with strength, who would sell face to such a down-and-out monarch? Face is the least valuable thing, followed by the lives of ordinary people.

Of course, no one in the League of Players can be considered an ordinary person, and players can squander their lives at will, and they can be resurrected after death anyway.

Su Xiu clenched her fists and yelled angrily: "What, do you want to stop it?" When will I, Su Xiu, even be able to transfer you? ”

Guarding the Lingquan was a man with the same vicissitudes of life, his left arm had dried up, most of the skin on his face was wrapped in bloody bandages, and only one golden eye was exposed.

Su Xiu set her eyes on him, and there was a hint of ruthlessness in her eyes: "Su Po, you were brought out by me, if it weren't for me, you would still be a homeless man walking the streets and alleys with firewood on his back." It's only been a few years, and you've forgotten my favor completely? ”

"No, Sovereign, I still respect you. It's just that I heard that you killed all the people in the Sovereign's Palace and used them to refine the Ten Thousand Souls Anointing, I don't know if it's true? ”

Su Po looked at Su Xiu indifferently with his one-eyed, neither humble nor arrogant.

He carried a black scimitar on his back, and his right hand, gripping the handle of the scimitar tightly, was ready to pull it out at any moment.

His calmness and ruthlessness hidden in his bones made Su Xiu very angry.

"If anyone dared to talk to me like this before, he would fall to the ground in the next second! It's a pity that I can't help him now, so it's better to endure it. Su Xiu thought like this, and slowly spoke: "Where did you hear the news from?" Nonsense. ”

Su Po shook his head, pulled out the scimitar by an inch, and said in a hoarse voice: "Sovereign, let me ask you one last time, is it true that you killed everyone and refined the Ten Thousand Souls Essence?" ”

Su Xiu was silent and lowered her head.

His haughty head had hardly ever been lowered as it was now.

A shadow fell above his head, and it was Su Po's scimitar held high.

"You really did that?! You're still not human, you still have no humanity! Cai Lan is your sister, can you do it too? My daughter, my wife, and my little brother, who is not an adult...... You, you actually killed them all! ”

Su Po roared angrily and swung his scimitar.

With tears in his eyes, he felt so dizzy that he could barely support it, and his eyes turned black for a while.

Just a day ago, he suddenly lost contact with his daughter's soul and body, and soon, it was his younger brother and wife, who were closest to him, and they lost news one by one. He was taken aback and immediately sent people to the Sovereign's Hall to look for him, but the soldiers who came back to report said that they only saw a pile of bloodthirsty crows hovering above the Sovereign's Hall.

The smell of blood, which could be smelled from a long distance, made the soldier retch.

"Dead, so what?" Su Xiu raised his hand, grabbed the blade that was about to slash at his neck, and twisted it hard, and actually twisted the blade hard.

A bloody cut in the palm of his hand was cut by the blade, but as if he didn't know the pain at all, he sneered and kicked Su Po's lower abdomen.

"People die, especially people like us, who die faster! Since you will have to die sooner or later, it is better to make some contribution to me, so that I can refine the unparalleled evil martial arts in the world, and the souls of ten thousand souls will be anointed. ”

Su Po vomited a mouthful of blood and ordered the soldiers around him: "Brothers, stop this damn devil at all costs and don't let him break in...... Belch! ”

Before he could finish speaking, a sharp blade pierced his heart. Su Po looked at the person who attacked him in astonishment, that person had a young face, he was a wandering orphan he had brought with him since he was a child, and he also named the child, called He Xi.

Yoki's eyes were gloomy, and after killing his benefactor, he came back to his senses in a panic and fell to his knees.

"Father! O my father! ”

Yo Xi turned his hateful gaze to Su Xiu, who was standing behind him.

"You, what did you do to me?! Why would I do such a thing...... Yes! You demon, I want your dog's life, I'm going to kill you! ”

Yo Xi held a blood-stained blade and pounced on Su Xiu.

Su Xiu in his eyes became more and more hideous, like a monster with teeth and claws.

Poof!

The blade stabbed down again, but it was not Su Xiu who fell to the ground, but Yo Xi's best friend, a little girl of his age.

Yoki stared at her blood-red eyes and cried out screaming.

He held the knife and wanted to make a move, but there was Su Xiu's shadow all around, everyone was like Su Xiu, and everyone was not Su Xiu.

Eventually, he could only plunge the blade into his chest.