Shuqin Fairy, who had already stopped crying, couldn't hold back any longer, and cried loudly on the table, shrugging her shoulders one by one, making Su Yu's heart feel like she was being stabbed by a sharp cone.

But he didn't say anything to comfort him, let alone give in.

His head was bowed, and his hands hanging at his sides were clenched into fists.

Su Wu stood up suddenly in anger and slapped Su Yu over.

Su Yu stumbled and was knocked to the ground.

But he only slowly got up from the ground, knelt down in front of the two of them, and looked at the ground with blank eyes, as he had just done before.

Blood from the corners of his mouth dripped to the ground one after another.

Seeing this, Su Wuqing was even more angry.

He raised a kick and kicked Su Yu to the ground.

Su Yu was still the same as always, trembling and getting up, kneeling forward.

"Okay, well, since you're so stubborn, I might as well kill you. Su Wuqing pointed at Su Yu, trembling with anger.

He clawed his right hand into a claw, and a stick made of spiritual energy was tightly squeezed in his hand.

Shuqin Fairy raised her head, and saw that the spirit stick in Su Wuqing's hand was about to be slashed at Su Yu's body, so she hurriedly rushed forward and hugged him.

"Don't!", she couldn't stop crying.

"Can't you just be soft with your father, can't you be filial to us?", she cried at Su Yu.

But Su Yu didn't seem to hear it, she still lowered her head and didn't say a word.

Su Wuqing saw that he didn't listen to his words in a daze, and his eyes were red and he pointed at him with a spirit stick, "Okay, you want to marry, right! I'll kill you! See if you still marry!"

As soon as he pushed away the Shuqin Fairy, he picked up the spirit stick in his hand and swung it at Su Yu.

This is the stick he built with Jing Yuan, and one stick after another is not only on the body, but also on the soul, on the divine sense, and on the Yuan Dan.

Su Yu clenched her teeth and let the stick wreak havoc on her body.

The fairy sat slumped to the side, crying uncontrollably.

"Son, you just admit your mistake, be soft, count your mother begging you, okay, count your mother begging you!"

But Su Yu was still deaf.

One after another, blood soaked out of his clothes, and after a moment, his whole body seemed to be soaked with blood.

His fists were clenched, his nails digging deep into the flesh, and a good piece of flesh was long gone.

But his back was still upright, as if telling them that she didn't want anyone except Qingluan.

Su Wuqing's stick kept waving, and the force in his hand became bigger and bigger.

"Poof".

Su Yu spurted out a mouthful of blood, he propped one hand on the ground, and gently wiped it on his mouth with the other.

After taking a deep breath, he straightened his back again.

"Don't fight, don't fight, if you fight again, you'll kill him!", Shuqin Fairy hugged Su Yu and yelled at Su Wuqing.

"I'm just going to kill this unfilial son!", the anger in Su Wuqing's eyes has not subsided, and it has a tendency to become more and more intense.

Shuqin Fairy stretched out her arms and blocked in front of Su Yu.

"If you want to beat me, kill me first! But without my son, I don't want to live." ”。

Tears kept flowing down, like blood in Su Yu's mouth behind him.

Su Wuqingtie blushed, staring at Su Yu deadly, and after a while, he shook the spirit stick in his hand suddenly, and the spirit stick suddenly disappeared and strode away.

The door behind the door slammed shut.

Su Yu collapsed limply on the ground.

"Son, why are you so miserable!", Shuqin Fairy hugged him and bowed his head in pain.

Su Yu opened her lips slightly, "Mother, in my life, I will only marry Qingluan." ”。

When the fairy Shuqin heard this, she couldn't cry.

"Son, you're digging your mother's heart!".

Su Yu's hand gently patted the back of the Shuqin Fairy, as if she wanted to slap back those cries.

"Mother, my son has never made any requests to you in his life, this time, he allowed me, okay?"

He said softly, as if choked, it was a plea.

Every word is a desire that rises from the deepest part of my heart.

In this life, there is no one else, only Qingluan.

Here, Qingluan was led by a little fairy boy and went to the Garden of Regret alone.

The little fairy child is in charge of sprinkling and sweeping in the Lianggui Courtyard, and the time he has been here is not very short, so he knows a little about big and small things.

Although he had also heard a little about this girl's deeds, Qingluan gave him a good impression, at least he didn't think about those students in the academy, looking high.

He saw that Qingluan was silent all the way, so he thought about what to say to ease the embarrassing atmosphere.

"Have you heard about the Garden of Repentance?"

Qingluan suddenly listened to his question, looked at him sideways, and shook his head.

"This garden of repentance, there are a lot of strange things. You see me, doing miscellaneous things such as sprinkling and sweeping, it can be said that I have stayed in every courtyard, but I have never been to this garden of repentance. Everyone says it's not clean. ”。

After the little fairy child finished speaking, he glanced up at Qingluan, and continued to say when he saw that she didn't react.

"There has always been a person inside, who is responsible for managing the Garden of Repentance, in fact, who doesn't know, where does this broken garden need any management, it is clear that the adults above don't like him and exile him here. ”。

Qingluan's eyebrows raised slightly, "There is still a person in charge inside?"

The fairy boy was very proud when he saw Qingluan asking.

"You don't know this, right! There's an old man inside, I heard about it when I came, it seems that I don't know how many years I've been in it, I've never been there, so I don't know what it looks like, but I heard that ......", he paused, leaned slightly closer to Qingluan and whispered: "I heard that he looks fierce and vicious, like a demon." ”。

The corners of Qingluan's mouth curved, "Oh? ”。

Fairy Tong nodded and patted his chest, "It's good that I didn't see it, didn't that make me eat a few bowls of rice!"

Qingluan smiled and listened to him continue.

"You go in this time, and I don't know when you will be able to come out, but there is something I can remind you of, that is, pay attention to the thunder!"

Qingluan was stunned, "Heavenly thunder?".

The fairy boy looked around, saw that there was no one, and whispered again: "It is said that this repentance is full of evil in the garden, so God is not used to it, and after a while, thunder will fall on it and slowly hit it." ”。

Qingluan was a little puzzled, he had been here for so long, and he hadn't seen any thunder.

"Isn't Thor bored playing tricks there!", she joked.

Fairy Tong looked disdainful, "This day's thunder is a calamity given by God, what is the thunder of his thunder god!".

I saw the gate of the Garden of Confession in the distance.

Fairchild stopped.

He nodded his chin from Qingluan and said, "Well, that's it, you go by yourself, I won't go!"

After speaking, he ran away and waved his hand at Qingluan.

Qingluan bowed his head slightly and thanked him, and walked forward.

The Garden of Repentance should be very large, Qingluan thought.

For she looked, and the uninterrupted wall stretched far away, and there was no end in sight.

In front of him was a round arch, the door was mottled with vermilion and dark lacquer, and the copper ring on it was stained with green rust.

On the top of the door is a blank wooden plaque, which should have been engraved with a few words before, but now there are only some jagged sword marks, which should have been deliberately erased.

Qingluan looked at the rusty copper ring, thought about it, gently stroked it with his hand, and pushed it hard.

I heard a "squeak" and the door slowly opened.

The harsh grinding sound made Qingluan a little uncomfortable, and seeing that she could almost accommodate herself to enter, she stopped and walked in with her feet raised.

As far as the eye can see, it is a scene of ruin.

The whole meadow was charred black, the branches had long since withered, and there were still some traces of burning on the bare branches. The ground was full of broken walls, one next to the other, one on top of the other. The air was filled with the smell of decay.

There was no living creature to see except her, and it was so silent that it was even abrupt to breathe.

Qingluan frowned slightly.

This place seems to be really bad!

She looked at the dilapidated hexagonal pavilion directly in front of her from a distance, and there seemed to be a person in the pavilion, and his face seemed to be covered with a layer of haze, so that people could not see clearly.

But she knew that the person was watching her.

Qingluan's heart was shocked for a moment, and then calmed down again.

Presumably, this is what the fairy boy said just now, the fierce god is evil!

She settled down and walked towards the hexagonal gazebo.

The man remained motionless, his eyes fixed on her.

Stepping on patches of blackened dead grass, crushing over angular gravel, smelling a stuffy smell.

Qingluan was getting closer and closer to him.

But even at such a close distance, Qingluan still didn't know what he looked like.

Because the gray fog on his face has never disappeared.

But Qingluan is sure that he is not very tall, maybe because of his stiff body, his skinny body seems to be a little big and panicked, as if he will fall from his body at any time.

"You're here. ”。

The man didn't wait for Qingluan to come closer, and spoke.

The sound was not loud, like a dilapidated bellows, with a rustling sound, but Qingluan could hear it very clearly.

She took a deep breath, nodded, and stepped into the hexagonal gazebo.