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As the sun set, a team of armored iron horsemen armed with spears rushed into Pingyang Town, led by Liu Yu, the guard of the Su Mansion.

"Hurry, hurry!"

Liu Yu kept urging, his forehead was sweaty, and his expression was anxious.

Nearly three hours have passed since Su Zimo left Su Mansion, and even the calm and calm Zheng Bo has endless worries in his eyes at this time.

"Huh?"

Liu Yu's eyes froze, and he saw a few people not far away with pale faces, fleeing in a hurry towards this side, as if they were greatly frightened.

"These people are the guards of the Zhao family!" Liu Yu suddenly had a murderous moment in his heart, and he wanted to command his subordinates to surround these people.

Zheng Bo suddenly said: "Leave them alone, go to the Zhao family to save people first!"

On the way from entering Pingyang Town to Zhao's house, Zheng Bo and others saw more than a dozen good players in the rivers and lakes, each of whom looked terrified and ran out desperately.

"What happened?"

Zheng Bo and Liu Yu's hearts were worried.

It didn't take long for Zheng Bo and Liu Yu to lead hundreds of iron horsemen to the door of Zhao's house, and when they were about to break in, the gate of Zhao's house suddenly opened.

A man and a woman came out of it.

The girl's eyes were covered with several layers of cloth, splashed with scattered blood droplets, her pretty face was pale, and her delicate body was still trembling faintly, and she was pitiful.

The man's clothes were tattered, all of them were red with blood, he was carrying a bloodstained long knife in his left hand, and he was holding the woman in his right hand, and slowly walked out of the door of Zhao's house.

Everyone's eyes subconsciously crossed the pair of men and women and landed in the courtyard of the Zhao family.

It was a creepy, once-in-a-lifetime sight.

There were dead bodies scattered all over the courtyard in the courtyard, scarlet blood was still flowing quietly in the stone cracks, some people's bodies were split in half, some people's heads were shattered, and some people's heads were in different places, and the stumps and broken arms were still twitching unconsciously.

Death, blood is soaring!

It's a terrible and eerie hell!

The man was covered in blood and held a long knife in his hand, as if he had just come out of hell as a killing god.

It's just that the gaze is still clear, and the afterglow of the setting sun falls on the man's slightly delicate and immature face, covering it with a layer of mysterious brilliance.

Hundreds of iron riders, silent!

Even the fierce horses under everyone seemed to be intimidated by an invisible aura, and their heads were lowered and silenced.

At this time, Su Zimo made everyone feel a little strange and a little familiar.

Su Xiaoning seemed to feel something, ripped off the strip of cloth in front of her, and couldn't help but look back at the Zhao family's compound.

Su Zimo stretched out his palm, blocked her gaze, and said softly: "Don't look, go home and rest, forget about today." ”

"Uncle Zheng, Uncle Liu, send Xiao Ning home. Su Zimo's tone sounded calm, but for some reason, everyone present felt panicked.

Zheng Bo nodded, and Liu Yu hurriedly stepped forward to help Su Xiaoning on the horse, and personally escorted him to Su Mansion.

Seeing Liu Yu and the others leave, Su Zimo left slowly, his steps were a little heavy, leaving a series of blood-colored footprints behind him, which was shocking.

"Second son, you ......"

Su Zimo waved his hand behind everyone's back and said, "Don't follow me." ”

Hundreds of iron horsemen remained motionless, and no one questioned or objected.

It wasn't until Su Zimo's figure disappeared at the end of the long street that everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

In the face of this seemingly weak second son of the Su family, these warriors who have experienced iron-blooded killings actually have a feeling of being overwhelmed.

"Mr. Zheng, almost all the people inside are dead, and there are more than a dozen innate masters among them, including the heads of the Zhao and Li families!" Yu Chihuo ran out of the Zhao family's compound and said in a low voice.

The crowd was in an uproar.

Seeing the terrifying scene in the Zhao family's compound, even though everyone had already prepared in their hearts, no one expected that in just half a day, more than a dozen innate masters would be buried here!

What's more, the heads of the Zhao and Li families died, and hundreds of good hands were folded, and these two families were removed from Pingyang Town.

These people were all killed by the second son?

This is the doubt in everyone's mind.

Wei Chihuo frowned and said: "Mr. Zheng, I heard what the eldest prince and Liu Yu meant, the second prince seemed to be barely able to compete with the masters of the early stage of congenital three months ago, why did he become so terrifying three months later?"

Mr. Zheng's expression was complicated, and he sighed: "We keep some secrets and never mention them, our second son, I'm afraid there are many secrets." ”

......

Su Zimo returned to his mansion, and the moment he closed the door, his face showed deep exhaustion.

Even if there is not much blood loss from the wounds on his body, the pain is unbearable, not to mention that in the past three hours, Su Zimo has been fighting, without stopping for a moment, and the muscles in his body have long been sore, numb and swollen.

Su Zimo paused for a moment before entering the training ground.

In the past six months, Su Zimo found that he had an inexplicable dependence on the cultivation ground, and when he returned here, he felt like he was going home.

Dieyue was still sitting on the bluestone, her expression was indifferent, and she didn't even look at Su Zimo.

But at some point, the barrel was already filled with pitch-black liquid, exuding a faint medicinal fragrance.

Su Zimo casually threw away the Benlei knife, dragged his heavy body, and climbed into the wooden barrel, feeling the cold brought by the medicine, but his heart was warm.

Unconsciously, Su Zimo fell asleep.

After half a year of cultivation, the breathing method of the Quenching Body Sutra has become a habit, even in his sleep, Su Zimo is still cultivating, absorbing the essence of the medicinal liquid, and refining the skin and flesh.

This fight made Su Zimo really touch the threshold of flesh and blood fossils.

If Su Zimo was awake, he would be surprised to find that the wounds on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

On the one hand, it comes from the powerful regenerative power of flesh and blood after cultivating the Quenching Body Sutra, and on the other hand, it comes from the endless essence in the medicinal liquid.

This time, the absorption is much faster than usual!

After only three hours of sleep, Su Zimo woke up, his previous exhaustion was swept away, and his body was full of strength.

Su Zimo's heart moved, and he touched the location of the injury today, but he didn't feel any scars, only smooth skin like jade!

"What a powerful healing ability!" Su Zimo was secretly frightened.

At the same time, Su Zimo had a flash of inspiration, secretly operating the mental method of the flesh and blood fossils.

Su Zimo could clearly feel that his muscles tensed instantly, and every inch of flesh and blood was squeezed together, without any gaps, as hard as a rock.

"It's a blessing in disguise. ”

Su Zimo secretly thought: "If there is no stimulation of this kind of trauma, in a short period of time, I am afraid it will be difficult to understand the mystery of flesh and blood fossils." ”

Su Zimo got up and said to Dieyue, "I'll go out." ”

Dieyue seemed to be closing her eyes and recuperating as if she hadn't heard it.

Su Zimo walked out of the training ground, went back to the house to change into a green shirt, and went straight to Su Mansion.

Today's events, Su Zimo was holding back a breath of anger in his heart, not for the people of the Zhao and Li families, but for the Su family and the eldest brother Su Hong.

At this time, the night was thick, and the long street was empty, Su Zimo performed a plough and step, ran wildly, and came to Su Mansion after a while.

The gate of the Su Mansion was not closed, but was opened.

Su Zimo groaned a little and walked towards Uncle Zheng's residence.

The small courtyard is not big, and there is a round stone table in the middle, and Zheng Bo is sitting there, as if he has been waiting for a long time.

"Second son, you're still here. Zheng Bo was a little emotional.

Su Zimo sat at the stone table, looked at Uncle Zheng's eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Since you know my intention, Uncle Zheng still wants to hide it?"

Uncle Zheng smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"From childhood to adulthood, my eldest brother didn't allow us to learn martial arts, sent us outside to study, and didn't allow us to interfere in the family's business...... There are too many things, my eldest brother is intentionally or unintentionally keeping me and Xiao Ning away from the Su family, Xiao Ning is simple-minded, and I can't feel it, but I have already noticed it. ”

Su Zimo said softly: "If Xiao Ning had practiced martial arts a long time ago, maybe there would be nothing wrong today." I can see that the people who are following Zheng Bo today are all acquired masters who have experienced a hundred battles, since the family has such a force, why didn't they reveal it earlier? What kind of business is the eldest brother doing, is it just selling horses? Why did he go to Yan Kingdom to do business, not in Daqi Kingdom?"

Zheng Bo looked embarrassed, and he stopped talking.

The two were relatively silent, and the atmosphere became extremely oppressive.

Su Zimo was shocked, and suddenly said, "My father and mother were killed by someone, right?"

Uncle Zheng's expression changed, and he returned to normal in an instant.

"Uncle Zheng, Zimo is no longer the weak scholar he used to be, I believe you can also see it, what is the Su family afraid of? Who is the enemy of the Su family, tell me!" Su Zimo held Uncle Zheng's arm, and his eyes exuded a cold light.

Uncle Zheng sighed: "Second son, it's not that I don't want to say it. But it will do you no good to speak out. You are indeed different from before, you have become stronger, and you can even kill many innate masters, but ......"

After a pause, Zheng Bo shook his head and said, "But after all, that's just the power of mortals. ”

Familiar words, déjà vu.

Half a year ago, Shen Mengqi said to Su Zimo before leaving, even if you can reach the acquired and innate realm in your future martial arts training, it is only the power of mortals, and you are vulnerable in front of immortals!

The meaning of Uncle Zheng's words, Su Zimo understood.

It's just that he didn't expect that many years ago, the enemy of the Su family was the legendary cultivator.

And Su Zimo himself, by mistake, also offended Jindan Zhenren, all this seems to be fate, going around and around, but he can't get out of that circle.

"What is the realm of the Su family's enemy?Qi practitioner??Zhuji monk, or Jindan Zhenren?," Su Zimo asked lightly.

I have long heard Dieyue say that in the cultivation, the mortals of the Qi Condensation Realm are called Qi practitioners, which are divided into ten layers, and the tenth layer is the Great Perfection, and only after building the foundation realm can they become monks, and the Jindan Realm is worthy of the title of 'real person'.

"You ......"

Uncle Zheng obviously didn't expect that Su Zimo would know these cultivation terms, and he was surprised.

After half a ring, Zheng Bo said: "The Zhuji Monk and the Jindan Zhenren are too far away from us, even if they are Qi practitioners, they are definitely not ordinary mortals who can resist them. ”

"Although you can kill the innate master now, in the face of a qi practitioner, even if it is a first-level qi practitioner, it is enough to kill you. ”

Su Zimo frowned slightly.

Regarding Uncle Zheng's statement, Su Zimo naturally didn't believe it.

According to Dieyue, demon cultivation is also a kind of cultivation, and it will definitely not be weaker than the three sects of immortals, Buddhas and demons.

Now that he has cultivated the quenching chapter of the Twelve Demon Canons of the Great Wilderness, can't he even take a first-level qi practitioner?

What's more, the two fights in the past six months have greatly increased Su Zimo's confidence.

"Uncle Zheng, do you mean that if I master the power to kill Qi Practitioners, you will tell me everything and no longer hide it?" Su Zimo asked again.

"This ......" Zheng Bo hesitated and said: "Second son, you don't have a spiritual root, you can only be a mortal in your life, and you can't compete with immortals after all." ”

Su Zimo sneered, remembered what Dieyue had said, and said it casually: "What kind of bullshit immortal is a qi practitioner, even if Jin Dan is a real person, he doesn't dare to call himself an immortal!"

When Dieyue said this, Su Zimo was speechless by the domineering spirit that looked empty and defied heaven and earth.

Today's Uncle Zheng also has the same expression, opening his mouth slightly, his face full of shock.

"Let's wait for the eldest prince to come back. Zheng Bo finally relented.

"Okay, when the eldest brother comes back, I'll ask him. ”

Su Zimo didn't stop, turned around and left.