It's not that Su Guyuan didn't dare to look at it, but he didn't want to see it, because after watching it, this journey in the Su family lost his accident. And life's surprises often come from accidents. What's the point of life when you see your head at a glance?

Su Xianchen obviously misunderstood Su Guyuan, thinking that he didn't dare to look at it, and while playing with the fireball, he said: "Fate is inviolable, the sooner you know the way, the sooner you will get the Dao......"

With his words, those fireballs flickered and dimmed, reflecting different scenes, and Su Guyuan saw Yan Xiu and Xiaoshu inside.

"There is no way to do it, only emptiness and emptiness. Little brother, you don't dare to face fate, isn't it an obsession. Su Xianchen's voice kept coming, and there was even a hint of Zen in it.

Su Guyuan was not interested in these things at all, if it was possible, he would rather jump up and send Su Xianchen to the Western Heaven with a move of divine lightning.

I had no choice but to try it before, but I couldn't touch Su Xianchen, so I could only say patiently: "You guessed one thing wrong, it's not that I don't dare to watch it, it's that I don't want to see it, and I don't want to see it, so I don't care about it." I am not afraid to face fate, I have my way, and my sword. ”

"The mystery of fate lies in the inability to resist, such as this incident." Su Xianchen waved his hand, and a ball of fireball floated in front of Su Guyuan's eyes, and then suddenly soared, reflecting a picture.

In the picture is Yan Xiu and Xiao Shu, the two of them don't know what happened, and the situation is extremely miserable.

Yan Xiu knelt on the ground, her whole body was covered in blood, life and death were uncertain, and the two-handed big sword was also broken into three sections, which were placed on her side in a mess.

Xiao Shu's condition was similar, her kneeling body was filled with a three-inch-long delicate knife, which she used to practice medicine.

Su Guyuan simply glanced at the content in the picture and didn't look at it, not only didn't he look at it, but he didn't pay attention to it, turned around and left.

He was really tired of Su Xianchen's virtual way of speaking, and it was better to sharpen his knife if he had this time.

Su Xianchen didn't seem to expect Su Guyuan's behavior at all, and his voice was full of surprise: "You're not going to help them?" Aren't they your companions? ”

Su Guyuan stopped, turned around and said, "You are too cowardly, you underestimate the heart of a warrior. ”

Su Xianchen really underestimated Yan Xiu and Xiaoshu, they were soldiers who followed him and Chonghua to fight the drought, not the ladies who escaped from the boudoir. At that time, in order to divert the drought fish, they even dared to use the triple martial arts array to sacrifice the surviving people of the entire waterless town with blood.

How can such a person with an extremely strong desire to win suffer death on his knees?

If they do encounter a difficult enemy, they can cut blood from the enemy, even if they bite with their teeth and pick at them with their fingernails. It is impossible to kneel on the ground in such humiliation and wait for the touch.

So this so-called prophecy and so-called fate are just a bait thrown at Su Guyuan, forcing him to save people. And take 10,000 steps back and say, even if they are in danger, didn't Ji leave a back?

After all, for himself, the person he met in Pingshui, Ji also casually gave a True Martial Sect token. Yan Xiu and Xiao Shu must have something similar.

Therefore, the more Su Xianchen wanted Su Gu to go away, Su Gu Yuan didn't go, not only did he not go, but he even turned around and was about to leave.

Su Xianchen's voice became anxious: "If you don't go, they will definitely die, they provoked the first place in Siming, Ning Bufan." ”

"No, fuck off." Su Guyuan waved his hand to disperse a few fire balls and said, "I still have a companion named Ji Ye, next time you can help me predict his situation." ”

"Ji is also ......" Su Xianchen's face was cloudy. Sure enough, he had heard of the Great Sect Master of Strangers, and he was obviously starting to worry.

Su Guyuan found that he looked up to Su Xianchen, this is a cowardly and obscene dog, and he wants to resist fate, but he doesn't dare to fight head-on, so he can only hide behind his back and make some small means. I don't know how the straightforward and atmospheric Su Fusheng taught such a dark and obscene son.

Moreover, Su Guyuan had a guess that the reason why Su Xianchen was so anxious to let himself inherit his fate was very likely to be related to the Taoism he practiced.

The path of the Dao is different, and the required life is also different. The Great Ying Sea needs thirsty ghosts and benefactors, and the Yellow Ear needs a calamity life.

What Su Xianchen needs may be his own life. It's just that someone else has to help him finish it before he can use it.

"The young master's head is too hard, you want to eat me, be careful of breaking your teeth." Su Guyuan had already left the courtyard ten zhang away, and he shouted without returning. He knew that Su Xianchen heard it, because the fire in the small courtyard suddenly skyrocketed, and it was Su Xianchen responding.

A good fire was stirred up by Su Xianchen. Leaving the small courtyard, Su Guyuan was in no mood to do anything else, his mind was full of knives now.

If his own knife can't even kill Su Xianchen, how can he reincarnate in the four Ming and six ways?

So after returning to the front yard, Su Guyuan didn't go anywhere, and immediately asked Su Fusheng to transfer the three hundred and eight knives he said before.

Now there is no time to look for magic weapons, so I can only use a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and try it slowly with a mortal iron.

After arranging everything, Su Guyuan returned to the edge of the pool, staring at the spring of wealth and falling into deep thought.

He said he was contemplative, but he didn't think about anything, he was just observing what angle to use to split this thing in half.

The Su family is worthy of being one of the best gate valves, and the efficiency is very fast.

Less than an hour after Su Guyuan sat down, the three servants drove a carriage to the front yard.

The servant didn't speak, he bent down and saluted Su Guyuan, opened the carriage, and sprinkled a cold light.

There are more than 300 knives, Bai Sensen is dazzling, and the cold shimmer destroys people's courage.

Su Fusheng is not exaggerating at all, these more than 300 knives are really a collection of the essence of the world.

Mithril Scimitar, Heavenly Xuanjin Straight Knife, Hundred Refined Steel Seedling Knife...... It's a lot to see.

Su Guyuan had never seen so many knives in his life, and he suddenly thought of Chonghua, this man from the rivers and lakes had been running around for half his life, turning to the north and south, and the commonly used saber was just a better iron knife. Compared with these famous knives in front of him, whether in terms of value or combat effectiveness, it is like a firefly compared to Haoyue, which cannot be compared at all.

Identify three days, when impressive.

When they were fighting together, Su Guyuan and Chonghua were still martial artists with no long things, but now that Su Guyuan is developed, he is about to become the head of the Su family, the gate valve of Siming City, this pomp cannot be said to be small, of course, he can't treat his brothers badly.

Squatting down, Su Gu Yuanzai carefully selected for a long time, and chose a three-foot-long Tianxuanjin straight knife, and a five-foot-long Zhongzhou master craftsman's hand-made Miao knife, ready to leave a chance to give to Chonghua.

As for the rest, Su Guyuan waved his hand and said, "Set it up for me, I'm going to try the knife." ”

He prepares to try one by one, and finds a knife that can hurt the spring.

Others tried the knife, and they could still use it after trying, but Su Guyuan couldn't, and the knife he tried could only be rebuilt.

The servant was still tidying up, and Su Guyuan couldn't wait any longer, so he picked up a back-bladed scimitar with his toes and slashed it out with a single sword.

The water splashed everywhere, and the spring was unscathed, but the knife in his hand turned into iron filings.

This one doesn't work, Su Guyuan picked up another handful,