"You're the one who provoked you, so you have to take action yourself?"

Zhao Gongdao was confused.

Su Yang nodded: "Yes, otherwise?" ”

"Hmm..."

"Very good."

Zhao Gongdao was speechless for a while, stood at the door and thought for a moment, and finally just praised perfunctorily, turned around and prepared to return to the room.

But the next second...

Zhao Gongdao's body stiffened, and he suddenly came back to his senses and stared at the sky in the distance.

Su Yang sat up straight in the rocking chair almost synchronously with him, frowning slightly.

"You just..."

"Say what?"

Su Yang opened his mouth quietly.

Zhao Gongdao was silent at first, and finally said helplessly: "In half a month, there is no way to fight too strongly. ”

"Hmm..."

"Me too."

Su Yang nodded lightly, and then looked at Zhao Gong with a strange expression: "If you understand it in a different way, can I think..."

"Is your injury almost healed, so some special attribute has been triggered again?"

Zhao Gongdao's face darkened instantly, and he looked at Su Yang dissatisfied: "I don't have any serious injury attributes at all, don't force me to take the blame!" ”

"But I can't think of anything else besides that."

Su Yang shrugged.

Listening to the inexplicable conversation between the two, Jingwei was at a loss: "So, can any of you tell me what happened?" ”

"Someone's coming..."

"It's still dozens of miles away, and the breath has already locked us."

"Very strong, and absolutely no kindness."

Zhao Gongdao said lightly.

Jingwei thoughtfully: "In other words, it's time to fight again, the opponent is strong, and you are weak, right?" ”

"We're not weak, we're just seriously injured."

"Healed from his injuries, you can kill him."

Su Yang seriously explained the difference.

Although the outcome seems to be predestined.

"Hmm..."

"I'm just a soul thought, even if I stay here, I won't be able to help you."

"But if I retreat early, you will die, and I can help you collect the body."

"So let me go first, it's the most cost-effective option."

"Farewell."

Jingwei spoke softly, and with almost no hesitation, turned to leave.

The two didn't stop her, after all, as she said, if she stayed here, she was a waste and didn't play any role.

"How do you fight in a while?"

Zhao Gongdao put his hands behind his back, adjusted the rhythm of his breathing, and spoke lightly.

"Now..."

"Aren't you a sword?"

"How do you still need to fight the sword?"

"Just go up and stab him."

Su Yang was dazed and responded casually.

Zhao Gongdao's breathing that had just been adjusted was messy, and he subconsciously turned his head and looked at Su Yang: "Aren't you afraid that I will break?" ”

"It's not like you pretended to say it before..."

"I am your sword!"

"Whoever provokes me, will you kill whom?"

Su Yang was puzzled and looked at Zhao Gongdao.

The corners of Zhao Gongdao's mouth twitched slightly: "But this sword has been a little cracked recently." ”

"Did I use the crack?"

Su Yang asked again.

Zhao Gongdao was silent for a moment, and only after a moment did he shake his head: "No." ”

"So..."

"My sword, after it has been forced with me, goes out to wave."

"As a result, I was broken to pieces."

"And when I'm in danger, tell me..."

"Cheer up, we're all in this together!"

"Isn't that bullying..."

Su Yang muttered in his mouth.

Even Zhao Gongdao didn't know what to say for a while, and his old face turned red.

"Sure enough..."

"It's still up to you."

Su Yang muttered to himself, moving his limbs.

And after feeling that aura was getting closer and closer to them, Zhao Gongdao took a deep breath and continued to accumulate his momentum.

About half a minute later.

A man shrouded in a black robe swept across the sky, levitating above Su Yang's head.

The undisguised yin aura permeated the surface of his body.

In particular, the chains that are wrapped around the arms are particularly conspicuous.

"Do you know?"

Su Yang tilted his head and looked at Zhao Gongdao.

"The people of the underworld."

"But when the underworld was mixed, I had already been suppressed in the Beihai Sea."

"I don't know much about the people in their system."

"If I want to say that I know, I may only know Hou Tu Niangniang."

Zhao Gongdao shook his head slightly and spoke lightly.

Su Yang pursed his lips: "Don't pretend to be forced, can't you speak?" ”

"You are..."

"Su Yang?"

Without giving Zhao Gongdao a chance to continue speaking, the black robe looked down at Su Yang and spoke in a hoarse voice.

Su Yang nodded lightly, and looked back at the black robe so frankly: "Well, it's me." ”

"It's grown to this extent..."

"It's him..."

"Hehe, it seems that the waste of the Night Wanderer God is not a sacrifice in vain."

The black robe smiled with satisfaction, elegantly arranged his black robe, and with a touch of arrogance, he spoke again: "Kneel, surrender, I can send you another creation." ”

"What creation?"

Su Yang asked curiously.

Zhao Gongdao's face darkened: "Don't you think it's more important to kneel?" ”

"I'm just curious."

"When I watched TV series before, there would always be a respected grandfather who said kindly that he wanted to give the protagonist a creation."

"But this kind of black pitch is so dark, it doesn't look like a good person at first glance..."

"In TV dramas, it's generally the kind of murder and overkill."

"So I really want to know..."

"What can he give me?"

Su Yang looked back, looked at Zhao Gongdao, and explained seriously.

"But he told you to get on your knees!"

"Surrender!"

"He's insulting you!"

Zhao Gongdao sighed helplessly, and carefully translated the meaning of the black robe's lines for Su Yang.

Su Yang nodded lightly: "I know, haven't I knelt yet!" ”

"……"

Zhao Gongdao was completely speechless.

The black robe watched the two of them completely ignore themselves, and just chatted to themselves, and the yin qi that swirled around their bodies began to stir.

"Huh?"

"Why is he smoking?"

"It's still black smoke."

Su Yang's eyes widened, pointed to the black robe, and spoke in surprise.

"That's not smoke, it's yin."

Zhao Gongdao explained lightly.

"Yin Qi?"

"Oh, I know."

"The one called the Night Wandering God is also black smoke."

"It's when you die, the smoke stops."

Su Yang suddenly, nodded slightly, and looked at the void again: "Your black smoke, will it pollute the air?" ”

"Presumptuous!"

The black robe could no longer stand the cross talk dialogue from Su Yang and Zhao Gongdao, and snorted coldly.

As his voice fell, a long whip condensed from black yin qi whipped out and went straight to Zhao Gongdao.

"He taunted you, what are you smoking me for?"

"You're not going to be squinted, are you?"

Zhao Gongdao was stunned, jumped up directly on the spot, rolled around the ground in embarrassment, and narrowly avoided the whip.

Even Su Yang felt a little incredible, stood in place, and scratched his head.