Inside the wings.

Su Chen sat cross-legged on the bed.

The mind fell on the Vajra Mixed Yuan Strength Technique that he had obtained earlier.

When he was in Yuchun Garden, Su Chen was a real gentleman.

I didn't do any cultivation.

But now that he has returned to Su Mansion, he needs to cultivate.

Vajra Mixed Yuan Jin is a kind of exercise for cultivating the physical body, and there are thirteen layers.

It is to temper one's own exercises with the internal qi in the body.

The first to third layers of the flesh are tempered with the epidermis.

Turn your skin into steel.

The fourth to sixth layers temper flesh and blood, the seventh to ninth layers temper bone marrow, and the ninth to twelfth layers temper internal organs.

As for the thirteenth layer, it is a mixed element.

"The first three layers of the Vajra Mixed Yuan Gong temper the membrane, and use the internal force generated in the body to continuously compress the membrane, making the membrane as hard as iron."

"It's easy to do, and I can do it today."

"It's just that in the next stage, tempering flesh and blood, I'm afraid you need to consume a lot of qi and blood pills!"

Su Chen thought in his heart.

Then Su Chen didn't think about it anymore, and now it's useless to think about it.

Grasping cultivation and improving strength is the most basic.

Running the Vajra Mixed Element Force, it turns into an internal force and begins to temper the membrane.

Cultivating cross-legged, I don't know how much.

Rumble!

Suddenly, there was a thunderclap outside.

Then there were raindrops in the sky.

Su Chen also woke up from his cultivation, opened his eyes, slowly came to the window, and glanced at the night outside.

Because of the rain it looks dim.

So Su Chen didn't know how long he had been cultivating.

"But this rain is good, rainy nights are suitable for killing, that is, I killed people today, or I was killed by others."

Su Chen sighed secretly in his heart.

Creak.

The gate outside the small courtyard was opened.

The butler Fuber pushed open the door of the small courtyard and walked in.

Tuk Tuk!

There was a knock on the wing door.

Su Chen stood by the window, already knowing that it was Fu Bo who entered the small courtyard.

Then he opened the door of the wing.

"Young master, I saw that the light on your side was still on, so come here, this is the meal I asked my subordinates to prepare for you!"

Na Fauber placed the basket he was carrying on the table in the room.

Gently open the basket and take out the ingredients and place them on the table.

"And today, Steward Han and Steward Road came to let me tell the young master!"

"If there is anything on the young master's side, you can inform them immediately, and they will do their best to assist the young master."

"Young master, they are the most trusted people in the old man's life, and the young master can trust them."

Fauber said as he took the meal.

The Golden Wind Drizzle Building controls one-third of the shops in Qingcheng.

And the people who take care of these shops are the eighteen stewards of Jinfeng Drizzle Building.

Steward Han and Steward Road were two of the eighteen.

Hearing Fu Bo's words, Su Chen nodded.

"Fauber, thank you two uncles for me, and if I need it, I will ask them for help."

"Don't take out the food, I don't have much appetite today!"

Su Chen opened his mouth and said.

Now at this time.

For the time being, he wouldn't trust anyone, not even the Fauber in front of him.

Maybe Su Chen would have believed it before.

But now Su Chen is wary of anyone.

Hearing Su Chen's words, Na Fu Bo could only put the food back.

"What time is it?" Su Chen asked.

"Young master, it's almost time to enter the sea now!"

"Is it time? And has there been any news out there lately? ”

Su Chen asked.

In Yuchun Garden, Su Chen has been sorting out the memories in his head.

Didn't pay attention to the outside situation.

Of course, even if he wanted to, he wouldn't understand.

"In the evening, the old slave got a black market news here, saying that the old man got a five-grade lotus platform before his death."

Fauber spoke.

"Wupin Lotus Terrace, how can my father have such a treasure, the other party is coming for our Golden Wind Drizzle Building, is this to destroy my Golden Wind Drizzle Building?"

Su Chen's face changed when he heard this.

What kind of treasure is the Wupin Lotus Terrace, he knows.

His father is still quite famous in this Qingcheng, but he will never be able to get such a treasure as the Wupin Lotus Terrace.

"It seems that someone can't sit still, so there is such news, Fubo, you go back and rest first!"

Su Chen said in a deep voice.

"Then the old slave will go back and rest first!"

After Fu Bo saluted Su Chen, he left the courtyard with an umbrella.

Watching Fu Bo leave the figure, Su Chen's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Is it reminding me, or is it something else?"

"Now is not the time to think about this, wait until I mess up this pool of water and see if any fish can appear."

He turned off the lights in the house and slept with his clothes.

In my heart, I was thinking about who to shoot at today.

According to Su Chen's memories before.

Ling Tianhe has three major henchmen.

Jiang Chendong counted one.

There are also two people, one named Song Yuan and the other named Lu Kang.

Jiang Chendong couldn't kill him for the time being, after all, he had just helped him redeem Qin Lan from Yuchun Garden.

Then only Song Yuan and Lu Kang remained.

Among them, Song Yuan was not far from Su Chen's mansion.

"Don't blame it, if you want to blame it, blame you for being closest to me."

Su Chen muttered.

Another place.

The backyard of Sioux House.

In the attic of the second lady Shangguan Ziyun, there are still some lights on.

"Miss, there is news from the black market that Su Mengbai has obtained a five-grade lotus platform before."

Xiao Lan, who was beside Shangguan Ziyun, spoke.

"Five-Rank Lotus Terrace!"

Hearing this, Shangguan Ziyun's face sank.

"Mobilize people to find out who sent such a message, and what is Su Chen's reaction when he comes back?"

Shangguan Ziyun said coldly.

"After he came back, he didn't come out in the small courtyard, he was really timid."

Xiaolan said.

"Didn't come out? Su Chen, are you waiting for an opportunity? ”

"But you don't have the strength, even if you wait, it's useless."

"But I'd love to see how you get through this, and if you can get through this, I'll give you a chance to join the Holy Cult."

Shangguan Ziyun said in a deep voice.

Little by little, time passed.

Lie on the bed.

Su Chen continued to exert his Vajra Mixed Yuan Strength.

He needed to cultivate to the third level in the shortest possible time.

Soon it will be time for the sub.

Su Chen, who had been waiting, didn't wait for anyone.

However, Su Chen continued to wait for an hour, but there was still no movement, and he walked down from the bed.

At this time, the light rain was still falling outside.

Su Chen gently pushed open the window door, his figure flashed, and he jumped out of the small courtyard.

Soon, Su Chen came to the mansion of Song Yuan, the steward of the Golden Wind Drizzle Building.

Outside the mansion, Su Chen, who had changed into a black dress, was looking at the mansion in front of him.

In his mind, he recalled the situation in Song Yuan's mansion.

Song Yuannai is one of the eighteen stewards of the Golden Wind Drizzle Building.

When Su Chen hadn't been to Shanhemen before, he had been here a few times.

"The west wing is Song Yuan's bedroom, let's go to the west wing first!"

Su Chen's figure jumped into Song Yuan's mansion.

Inside the mansion, it seems very quiet, and only the sound of drizzle can be heard.

Su Chen appeared in the West Wing according to his memory.

The figure fell outside the West Wing.

Listen intently.

There was a sound of sleeping breathing from inside the chamber.

"Here, good!"

Su Chen's face showed murderous intent.

Rumble!

He directly smashed the door of the wing room with a punch, and his body rushed directly into the wing room.

In the wings.

Song Yuan, who was sleeping, heard a sound.

The whole person got up from the bed. A long knife grabbed by the side of the bed.

"Who?"

He let out a low snort, and the long knife in his hand slashed out instantly.

"The one who took your life!"

Su Chen lowered his voice and said coldly.

His left arm instantly clenched into a fist, and a cold aura erupted from his palm, and then slapped out with a palm.

The palm of his hand collided with the long knife, and a stream of ice quickly formed on the long knife.

"It's cold!"

Song Yuangang, who came out of the knife, said that it was so cold.

The cold air on the long knife quickly spread to his body.

All he could feel was that his heart stopped beating instantly.

Thump!

Then the whole person fell to the ground stiffly.