Chapter XVII
Outside the city of Gusu, a small courtyard with green shade.
The wind blows through the bamboo forest, and the bamboo leaves are dashing.
"Don't you feel too late to tell me about it now!" Su Qing looked at the sharp-edged young man in front of him, he couldn't say that he was angry or disgusted, he just asked lightly, as if asking, "Have you eaten?"
"Uncle Su, this matter is not my intention alone, but the joint decision of the entire Immortal Court Thirty-six Pillar Heavens!" With a hint of fearlessness on his handsome face, the young man's fingers tapped twice on the bamboo table, and said with a smile: "Dusk, this person has completely affected the balance of the game, everyone unites together to weaken his strength, which can be regarded as the desire of the people!" โ
"Is it what the people want!" Su Qing shook his head, looked at the bamboo forest like the blue sea, and asked leisurely.
"Of course!" Smiling confidently, the young man said: "If it weren't for the people's wishes, just relying on the power of the Immortal Court, how could it be possible to lay down a lore outside the ten thousand and eight Nai He Palaces in the Tianlong River and Lakes!" โ
"The lore game, hehe!" Regarding the young man's self-confidence, Su Qing chuckled lightly, and asked with a slightly teasing face: "Have you told your father about this!" โ
"Ugh!" His face stiffened, and the young man's body couldn't help shaking, but he still said strongly: "Uncle Su, you don't know, my father is an old stubborn, what's the use of talking to him about this matter!" โ
"Then you should be glad you didn't tell him!" Su Qingdao.
This little guy doesn't know, but Su Qing knows very well that Tsing Yi Jiangshan has crossed paths with the boy in the final of the last "On Sword Huashan", and he also knows how terrifying the boy's true strength is.
Of course, Su Qing did not stop the young man's actions, the most important reason was that Xianting only participated in less than a thousand ambushes outside the Nai He Palace, and did not directly face it, besieging and killing Dusk, and the matter did not reach an irreparable point. After all, in Su Qing's opinion, if that stinky boy had been surrounded and killed so easily, he would not have come to this point.
It's just that what makes Su Qing uncomfortable is that this group of young people has not experienced the war that has not been seen for decades, and now they actually have such a big heart to unite with people of foreign races to snipe the geniuses of their own clan, I really don't know if it is a blessing or a curse, and...
It can also be seen from this that the heart of China will not die if the foreign race dies!
With a sigh in his eyes and a hint of reminiscence on his face, Su Qing seemed to return to the unforgettable years of following the immortals day and night against foreign races.
"By the way, Uncle Su, aren't you really going to go out of the mountain to control the overall situation!" I didn't notice the change in Su Qing's complexion, and didn't want to talk about this topic, the young man turned his head around, and once again put forward his intention: "Now the seniors of your generation have taken a back seat, and the entire Immortal Court depends on us young people, I'm afraid that I won't have enough experience!" โ
"No, the current rivers and lakes are the world of your young people, and our group of old men are still not harmonious!" Su Qing's tone became a little regretful, and refused: "Hello young man, although it is easy to make mistakes, at least there is a chance to make amends!" โ
"Uncle Su, you are in the prime of life, and in the game, everyone has the same amount of time, how can you say that you are old!" The young man wanted to persuade again, but was directly interrupted by Su Qing.
"Don't say it again, if you really want to invite me out of the mountain, you might as well invite your father out directly!"
"Forget it then!" When he thought of his stubborn old man, the young man felt chills in his heart, disturbing him to recuperate, so he had to peel off his own skin.
The two chatted in the pavilion for a while, and after looking at the time, the young man got up and said goodbye: "Uncle Su, there's nothing else, then I'll go back first!" โ
"Hmm!" Seeing the young man leave, Su Qing was alone drinking fragrant tea, and I don't know how long it took, a sigh sounded in the pavilion.
This piece of rivers and lakes is finally about to change!
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"Bang!"
The sky was full of blood, and more than a dozen players were shattered by the crossbow arrows, turning into debris and scattering all over the ground.
"Whew!"
His face turned pale, the flow of energy in his body became heavier and heavier, and the spear was stationed at dusk, taking advantage of the gap between the opponent's attacks to calm down his heavy breathing.
On the road, the ground has long been soaked with blood, and there are still remnants of stumps and broken arms that have not been brushed off all over the ground, piled up and scattered at will. However, in the three attacks, there were thousands of people who died here, and among these thousands of people, there were less than 100 people killed by Dusk himself, and the remaining players were all taken away directly by the giant crossbows and arrow rain shot in the forest.
Dusk didn't expect that this group of people would be so ruthless, every time hundreds of people came out to draw their attention, and then the giant crossbow laid in the forest, from time to time shot a few crossbow arrows, in addition to mixed with a rain of arrows, he was not shot by the crossbow arrows, but the players who swarmed up, most of them were pierced by the crossbow arrows, and the corpses... No, the corpse was broken on the spot.
"Made, what a grudge this is!" Weakly smiled bitterly, looking at the figures that cautiously appeared again from the forest on both sides, Dusk was really powerless to complain.
I don't know how many players are hidden in the forest, dusk has the intention to rush into the forest and destroy those giant crossbows, but as soon as I want to rush in, I am greeted by a dense rain of arrows.
"If I knew this situation, I brought the blade with me!" Shaking off the spear he had snatched from his hand, the bandages on his arms were soaked with blood, and Dusk looked around, his eyes flickering, knowing in his heart that he couldn't go on like this.
Exchanging life for death, exchanging thousands of lives for one of their own deaths, it is enough to see how determined this group of people are to ambush this time, if they continue to consume like this, it is not a big deal to tell the truth last time they die, but the eldest brother who took Azhu to Juxianzhuang, in case someone provokes and makes a mess, it will be difficult to clean up.
As soon as his mind turned, he shouted to kill the heavens, and hundreds of players brandished their blades, and rushed forward without fear of death.
"Bang!"
Jin Gang flowed and above the spear, the boy stuck to one side, and swept out with a shot, Jin Gang shook off like a dragon, the cold light shone, and swept several players who pounced directly away, and then the young man's footsteps twisted, and his body swung fiercely with the spear, and he shot vigorously, and the gun was like a star, and several people behind the original teenager began to bleed out from their heads or throats.
"Whoosh!"
The opponent had just started to attack, and a few whistlings brought up several blood paths, and several crossbow arrows shattered the player's body on the road, shooting straight at the boy.
"It's endless!"
Sticking to one side and waiting for the other party's attack is undoubtedly the most labor-saving way for the current twilight, but the crossbow arrows that burst out in the forest have completely failed the idea of twilight.
Crossbow arrows do not distinguish between friends and enemies, causing heavy casualties on their own side, but also tormenting the nerves of the teenager all the time, as long as the teenager is not careful, it is very likely that the crossbow arrows will be directly targeted to the tree.
The situation, as the boy's face gradually turned white, became more and more critical...