Chapter 68: Su Yi begged for mercy
One is ugly and vulgar, the other is generous and kind.
is worthy of being a son from the upper realm.
"Hmph, Feng Moyuan, you bastard, Hugh has to act like a fool here, it's disgusting!"
Su Yi sneered, as if he had seen the coldness of the world.
"Shut up!"
Su Yantian and the others roared again, and one by one they had even sacrificed their swords and prepared to slash the wicked.
"Su Yi, you are extremely evil, you dare to curse your son, where are you going to put my Su family!"
The crusade of the Su family was as loud as wanting to overshadow the entire sky.
Su Yi stood in place dementedly, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.
He didn't pay attention to Su Yantian's scolding, nor did he pay attention to the disdain in Feng Moyuan's eyes.
just looked at Su Mu'er indifferently and said softly, "Cousin. Don't you believe me? ”
It seems that because of the last trace of obsession in his heart, he doesn't care what others think, he only cares about what Su Mu'er thinks!
Su Mu'er, who was curled up in Feng Moyuan's arms, trembled when she heard the words.
glanced at Bai Lengqiu, who was pale and weak, and Feng Moyuan, who was high above.
She shuddered.
She really wanted to believe Su Yi, believing that these were just misunderstandings.
However, the facts are here, the difference between Childe and him is so obvious, how can she reverse right and wrong?
"Hmph, Su Yi, you don't want to play the emotional card, the facts are so clear, do you still want to quibble?"
"You mean that the white girl would rather choose you as an idiot than abandon her childe?"
"If you say this, you won't believe it yourself!"
Seeing this, Su Ping hurriedly jumped out and pointed at Su Yi excitedly.
I can't get used to you kid in my heart, so take this opportunity to cut the grass and eradicate the roots!
Without any scruples, Su Yi is also a member of the Su family!
"You are not qualified to speak here!"
Su Yi's eyes were cold, and bursts of cold light were revealed, which startled Su Ping.
The whole person was watched by Su Yi, as if he was in the cold, surrounded by evil ghosts and night owls.
He couldn't help but sweat.
This is the killing intent of the God King Su Yi, the previous life!
Everyone present, except for Feng Moyuan, trembled and looked at Su Yi incredulously.
And the latter, his fists clenched, and his face was full of murderous intent.
"Feng Moyuan, why did you do this, and what good did you do to trap me in injustice?"
The indifferent voice was like ice, and the temperature of the air around him plummeted.
And Feng Moyuan saw it in vain, and even wanted to laugh.
[Ding, Li Yi, the son of luck, is in a broken mood, angry and extremely lucky, the luck value is reduced by 500, and the reward host villain value is 2000]
Yes, isn't this familiar scene plot exactly the necessary journey for the son of luck? The taunt aura activates and causes the Dao heart to be unstable......
But not enough, not enough at all!
"Hey, Su Yi, why are you so troubled?"
"Although you have done such a devastating thing, but with my relationship with your cousin, it is not impossible to spare your life, but you...
Feng Moyuan had a smile in the depths of his eyes, but he looked very sad on the surface.
It can be said that the basic cultivation of an actor is depicted to the extreme! 360 degrees without flaws in all directions!
Su Yi's eyes were extremely blood-red, and his silver teeth were bitten together, and even a trace of blood oozed out.
If the eyes can kill, Feng Moyuan doesn't know how deep the grass in front of the grave is!
"Ahhh
Su Yi roared angrily, and the whole person exploded directly on the spot.
The wicked sue first, and I am angry!
His hands quickly pinched, and the aura around his body began to climb wildly.
The whole person's three thousand black hair instantly rose like ink, rippling with the wind.
His eyes were gloomy and bloodthirsty, and at this moment he seemed to be enchanted.
"Su Yi, don't do evil, don't hurry up and arrest him!"
Su Yantian shouted, and rushed forward with a slam between his right hand.
The Fengyue Sword Technique has cut the atmosphere of the entire Su Family's back mountain by half.
Coupled with the cultivation in the early stage of the Tribulation Realm, the latter was crushed like a mountain.
Su Yi gritted his teeth and stared at everyone like a demon.
It's not that he can't resist, it's that he doesn't want to!
The situation at the moment is not good for him, if he forcibly resists, it will be the opposite, not only will it be ineffective, but it will also be attacked by a group.
With his current cultivation, it would undoubtedly be more difficult to escape from here than to ascend to the sky.
In this way, it is better to compromise and seek perfection, admit it first, and wait for today's night, which is the time to take the life of the dog in Fengmoyuan!
As soon as he thought of this, Su Yi's gaze gradually calmed down, and the previous blood red and ruthlessness disappeared.
"The head of the house. . . Cousin.. I was wrong, spare me once. ”
Well?
As soon as the words fell, everyone around them was surprised.
Where is the Su Yi who had a fierce gaze just now and wanted to kill someone?
How did you become such a good baby in the blink of an eye?
Feng Moyuan was even more surprised.
As the saying goes, what about the unyielding character of the son of luck? What about the spirit of not bending the waist to death?
How did he become a hero and not suffer immediate losses?
At the same time, Feng Moyuan secretly sighed that this kid was so deep in the city, and he was worthy of being a powerful man.
Compared with Xiao Yan's idiot, the two are really very different, no wonder Su Yi's luck value is so much higher than him.
"Spare your life?"
Su Ping felt extremely amused, with jealous contempt in his eyes: "Weren't you so arrogant just now?" ”
"When you did this, how did you not know the consequences, and now beg for mercy?"
Su Yi smiled bitterly in his heart, his eyes were tough, and his head was on the ground.
But Feng Moyuan could see it clearly, if it weren't for them all present at the moment.