Su Mu knew that the Situ family was the guardian barrier of the Tianyuan Kingdom, and if he wanted to completely get rid of the Tianyuan Kingdom, he would have to defeat the Situ family.

Tianji City, he sent many disciples, just to kill Situ Qiannan in the city at all costs, and then cut off his head, causing Situ Qianchen to throw himself into the net.

All this plan was perfect, but he didn't expect that Situ Qianchen would easily send the three elders around him to hell without a single soldier and with his bare hands.

Situ Qianchen was like a ghost lurking in Suicheng without a shadow, looking down at everything they were doing in the dark.

Su Mu finally underestimated Situ Qianchen.

But how could the Pure Yuan Sect be frightened away by such a walking dead killer, he had already thought about catching Situ Qianchen at all costs!

Su Mu gathered all the elite soldiers and strong generals in the sect that night, led by the remaining two elders, even if he turned Suicheng upside down, he would find Situ Qianchen!

A day passed, and there was no news.

Two days have passed, and there is still no news.

On the contrary, in the past two days, the last two elders have been put in, Su Mu frowned, and walked in the verandah with a heart full of worries, if according to Situ Qianchen's killing method, the five elders are gone, then in the end, he will be left with Su Mu's head.

Unconsciously, he walked to the wing room next to the main hall, the window was slightly open, and along the gap, he saw that Mu Jinghong was carefully feeding Ling Jiantong who was lying on the bed.

Su Mu's tightly knit brows, for some reason gradually eased, Mu Jinghong took the decoction away, put it on the table on the side, and raised his eyes inadvertently to see Su Mu standing outside the window.

They looked at each other quietly like this, and after a long time, Su Mu lowered his eyes, walked into the room, looked at Ling Jiantong, whose cheeks were still a little red, and asked softly: "Miss Ling's high fever has gone away?" ”

Mu Jinghong has not rested well in the past few days, and he has been staying on the side of Ling Jiantong's bed without sleep, without resting his clothes, but Ling Jiantong's high fever does not seem to have receded.

Mu Jinghong knew that Ling Jiantong's injury was not his body, but his heart.

While he was anxious, he was also worried about whether Su Mu had another purpose in keeping them here, and his tone was naturally not much better: "If you want to treat us as your last trump card, then let me tell you, your wishful thinking is wrong." ”

Su Mu looked sideways, looked at Mu Jinghong's eyebrows similar to his mother, and asked, "You like Miss Ling very much, right?" ”

This clueless sentence made Mu Jinghong think that he had heard it wrong: "What did you say?" ”

Su Mu turned sideways to look at Mu Jinghong, who was a little surprised, patted him on the shoulder and sighed softly: "You are very similar to your mother, both are people who can leave everything behind for love, and have no hesitation." ”

Mu Jinghong's eyes widened, and his eyebrows furrowed full of doubts: "You...... Do you know my mother? ”

Su Mu lowered his eyes, there were some things he didn't want to say, especially to Mu Jinghong, he couldn't say it.

He shook his head: "I don't know, it's just that I lived in the capital before and listened to the gossip in the market, but don't you really hate your father?" ”

As soon as Mu Zhan was mentioned, Mu Jinghong gathered all his expressions, and his tone became cold: "The matter between me and him, it is not your turn to interfere as an outsider." ”

"Mu Jinghong, do you want to consider joining my Jingyuan Sect?" Su Mu thought about it for a long time, and finally threw an olive branch to him, after all, he was Ran'er's son.

But Mu Jinghong's performance was like hearing a very funny joke: "Su Mu, what's the matter?" My second brother killed all your elders, and you started to hit my idea? Although I hate Mu Zhan, I am not treasonous. ”

Mu Jinghong's answer was expected by Su Mu, he didn't want to force Mu Jinghong, he took two steps back, nodded and said, "Okay, this is your choice, I respect, if Miss Ling's fever subsides, you can leave Suicheng." ”

With that, he turned and left the room.

Mu Jinghong always had an indescribably strange feeling towards Su Mu, it stands to reason that they should be Su Mu's subordinate prisoners, but this Su Mu not only did not put them in the dungeon, but also treated them like VIPs, and spoke politely, which was too strange, and Su Mu also mentioned his mother just now......

Looking at Su Mu's expression, it didn't look like he didn't know him.

Mu Jinghong lowered his eyes, and there was always a premonition in his heart that he was an old acquaintance of his mother, but he just didn't admit it.

However, in only five days, the five elders of the Jingyuan Sect were all killed by Situ Qianchen, and for a while, the people in Suicheng were panicked, and the disciples of the Jingyuan Sect were terrified.

The afterglow of the evening swept away the last blazing light, and a large number of army horses appeared outside Suicheng at some point.

By the time the Pure Abyss Sect disciples found out, it was too late.

The cult that had been entrenched in the Tianyuan Kingdom for two years was defeated overnight by an army that did not know its origin.

The city gate of Suicheng was broken, and the black-clothed man led by him was fierce, and he went to the main hall in the city with his hooves raised.

In the main hall, there were constantly disciples running in front of Su Mu, kneeling and begging him: "Sect Master, Situ Qianchen and Situ Jun have already attacked Suicheng, for the safety of the sect leader, we also ask the sect leader to retreat to Yuri City with us, so that Qingshan is not afraid of no firewood, and ask the sect leader to think twice." ”

Su Mu stood on top of the main hall, looking at the open fire burning in the distance, his eyes gradually deepened, Situ Jun was directly ordered by Mu Zhan, and now Situ Qianchen actually used the army privately, it seems that he is really ready to die with the Jingyuan Sect.

"Sect Master, if you don't leave, it's really too late!"

Su Mu closed his eyes slightly, that's it, things have developed to this point, even if he escapes to Yuri City?

Will Situ Qianchen let him go?

Since Ran'er died, he has lived for so many years, which is enough, and it is worth it to see Ran'er's son before he dies.

He suddenly raised his hand and signaled: "Don't say it, no matter what, I will live and die with the Jingyuan Sect, you go down, let me be quiet and quiet." ”

The disciples who knelt on the ground looked at each other, and they all sighed heavily, and retreated.

The flames in the sky stained the dark night, and the hall was already in chaos, and the people were busy packing up their things and running for their lives, and the noise outside made Ling Jiantong, who had been lying on the bed in a coma for several days, frown slightly.

She slowly opened her eyes, her gaze fell on the overlapping figures outside, she propped up half of her body, sat up, the room was very quiet, she was alone, and the surrounding environment was very unfamiliar.

Ling Jiantong didn't know what was going on outside, so she groped her way out of bed in a daze.

She was dressed in a single dress, and when she opened the door, she saw the maids, hugging the objects and burdens in their arms, and running quickly in a hurry.

She finally stopped one and asked weakly, "Where is this?" What happened? ”

The maid looked Ling Jiantong up and down, and hurriedly pointed in the direction of the main hall and said: "Situ Jun has come in, Suicheng is afraid that he can't hold it, girl, hurry up and run for your life, I heard that Situ Jun will kill anyone he wants, he is even more demonic than a demon!" ”

With that, she left Ling Jiantong and ran away.

Situ Jun? Could it be...... Situ Qianchen has broken through Suicheng?!

Ling Jiantong's memory is still stuck on the back of him insisting on leaving that night, her head is very dizzy, she doesn't know how long she has been asleep, and Mu Jinghong is nowhere to be found.

She glanced at the direction of the main hall, and her heart suddenly became firm for some reason, her footsteps went retrograde in the direction of the crowd fleeing, Situ Qianchen must be in the direction of the main hall, she wants to find him, she must find him!

Ling Jiantong's body was very weak, she finally held on to the wall to the front hall, and suddenly saw that on the open ground in front of the main hall, there were already dead bodies, horizontal and vertical, the death was different, and the smell of blood was very strong, which filled the air so that Ling Jiantong couldn't help frowning, lowered his head and retched a few times.

When she raised her eyes again, she happened to see the man in black with the sword in the corpse caught the maid who was about to escape, and even though the maid begged him a thousand times, he still did not escape his sword.

Red erupted, staining the man's cheeks red, Ling Jiantong covered his mouth in shock, the man was simply not human, he was full of anger, and he looked like a life-seeking Shura from hell.

His long hair covered half of his face, he was unusually cold, his eyes moved slightly, and there was already a dead silence under him except for the dead man, and his sword blade slashed on the ground, and he walked forward step by step.

If it weren't for the sudden call of "Situ" behind him, he would probably be about to enter the main hall now.

He suddenly turned around and saw Ling Jiantong, who had a pale face, and his eyes were surprisingly calm.

"Situ" Ling Jiantong's eyes were three points of fear and three points of surprise, her hands clenched the thin clothes, and her knuckles were white and she wanted to clutch the clothes through, she couldn't believe that the murderous man in front of her was Situ Qianchen, who treated her as gentle as water before.

"Situ, what's wrong with you? These people ......" Ling Jiantong stood in a pool of blood, the soles of her feet were inexplicably cold, she wanted to get close to him, but was stopped by his cold gaze.

"This is not the place for you, go back."

His words without a trace of warmth seemed to have forcibly opened a chasm, widening the distance between them again.

"Situ, it's not me who should go back, it's you, what's wrong with you? The death of Brother Qiannan......"

"Shut up!" Situ Qianchen suddenly let out a low snort, completely startling Ling Jiantong.

Her nose was so sour, tears were streaming down her face, and the expression of the man in front of her had become blurred.

Ever since they met, she knew that he was cold and ruthless, but at least in front of her, he had never spoken out loud, let alone scolded her like this.

No, he wasn't the Situ Qianchen she knew at all.

Situ Qianchen looked at the teary Ling Jiantong, for a long time, his eyes shrank coldly, and he said without any emotion: "Ling Jiantong, let's separate." ”