Su Qin is not alone, nor does he feel lonely.

When he returned, it was as if the moon of the butterfly was right next to him, watching him practice as before, kicking him, hitting him a few times.

Su Qin closed the door with a smile.

Su Qin didn't plan to leave Pingyang Town right away.

He's waiting.

et al.

Just like that night a year and a half ago.

Thank you for the reward of the ants~ Thanks to the reward of 10,000 coins in the black dress, there are three more today, this is the first time.

Two years ago, Canglang Zhenren inadvertently passed through Pingyang Town and took two people with him, directly or indirectly changing the fate of many people.

Zhou Dingyun is one of them.

During the two years of practice in Bixia Palace, Zhou Dingyun often thought that if there were no real waves, he should still stay in the prison in Pingyang Town, nibbling on cold steamed buns and drinking cold water, trying to please the jailers.

Today, Zhou Dingyun is a gas practitioner and a disciple of Bixia Palace!

Although he only had one disciple, whenever Zhou Dingyun stepped into the dust, he could feel the awe and jealousy of the mortals around him.

He can control the life and death of every mortal.

Although there was only one disciple under the sect, after all, he was wearing the Taoist clothes of Bixia Palace, and some cultivators of the minor sect saw him, even if they were taller than him, they would respect him.

Zhou Dingyun likes this feeling very much.

But that's not enough.

Whenever Zhou Dingyun enjoyed the glory that he brought as a gas practitioner, he couldn't help but have a picture flash in his mind.

That night, without the moon, he knelt in front of a green-shirted scholar, crying and begging.

This scene is like a thorn in Zhou Dingyun's throat, and in the past two years, the more uncomfortable it is, the more unbearable it is!

The higher Zhou Dingyun's realm, the more he can't forget this scene.

No matter what he achieved, the shame that the scholar brought to him that night is indelible!

After practicing, Zhou Dingyun knew very well that if this thorn could not be pulled out, it would become his demon in the future.

The way to pull out the thorns is very simple, return to Pingyang Town, kill the scholar, and ruin his family!

Now the time is ripe.

Zhou Dingyun has spiritual roots, and has practiced eight-layer condensation in the past two years, which is absolutely at the forefront of the same door.

Of course, Shen Mengqi, who worshiped the sect with him, had a divine spiritual root, and now he had practiced it to the extreme of condensing water, and he had broken through the basic building in only one step.

"Sister Shen, of course I can't compare, but these eight layers of condensation are enough. Haha, in the entire Pingyang Town, I'm afraid there are no gas practitioners yet. ”

In front of the gate of Pingyang Town, Zhou Dingyun's blood suddenly boiled, and he couldn't help but let out a laugh.

In the eyes of ordinary people, there is nothing more worthy of showing off and being proud than going home in clothes.

Now, Zhou Dingyun is back to be a gas practitioner, but he is more powerful than Yi Jinjin and has returned to his hometown!

Zhou Dingyun not only wanted to destroy the Su family, make Su Qin kneel in front of him, and torture him, but also smashed the prison in Pingyang Town and killed all the jailers who bullied him.

"By the way, Su Qin's sister is doing well, this person can't kill him, haha. Zhou Dingyun said with a smile.

When Zhou Dingyun came to Pingyang Town, it was already late at night.

The dark moon was no different from the night two years ago.

There was no one on the long street. Zhou Dingyun came to Su Qin's residence with a flying sword.

Seeing this familiar residence, Zhou Dingyun felt very excited for a while.

Two years ago, he came to assassinate Su Qin, and he climbed the wall to get in, be careful, but now, he can walk in openly!

Fly in, to be exact.

I don't know what kind of expression Su Qin will have when he sees the sword flying.

Freaked out?

Will you immediately kneel, bow and beg for mercy?

Zhou Dingyun looked forward to it.

Zhou Dingyun came to the courtyard and looked around.

It's no different here than two years ago, it's early spring, the peach trees haven't changed in the yard, the peach blossoms are blooming, and they are plummeting.

The only thing that changed was that there was a large blood bow and a long knife on the stone table under the peach tree.

Squeak.

The door to a house in the courtyard suddenly opened, and a green-shirted scholar came out of it.

With a wine jar in his hand, the scholar walked to the stone table in the courtyard, sat down casually, holding two bowls of wine in both hands, and glanced at Zhou Dingyun in mid-air. "Come down, I'll give you a drink," he said calmly.

Zhou Dingyun froze.

He had imagined seeing each other countless times, but the scene in front of him was not one of them.

Nothing surprising?

Not afraid?

Don't beg for mercy?

Nothing!

The calm and calm of the scholar in the green shirt made Zhou Dingyun's murderous intent more prosperous in his heart.

"Pretend what?"

Zhou Dingyun sneered in the darkness and explored Su Qin, whose body did not fluctuate with aura.

This means that two years later, Su Qin is still a mortal!

Fearlessly, Zhou Dingyun slowly landed in the courtyard, walked to the stone table, squinted at Su Qin, and suddenly asked, "You seem to have expected me to come back?"

"Yes" Su Qin nodded: "Two years ago, the moment I let you go, I knew that you would come back." ”

"You readers are smart"

Zhou Dingyun smiled, a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes, and said, "However, this little clever is indeed a little childish in front of me." ”

Zhou Dingyun had been looking at Su Qin, trying to see something from his face.

But Zhou Dingyun was disappointed.

Su Qin looked at him calmly, his eyes were clear, there were no ripples.

Zhou Dingyun smiled dryly: "Fate is so wonderful, who would have thought that the skin in Pingyang Town two years ago, but now he has become a gas practitioner, too many changes." "Oh, by the way, do you know what a gas practitioner is?"

Zhou Dingyun looked at Su Qin like a provocation.

Su Qin sighed, seeming to have some feelings. He nodded and said, "Yes, it's changed too much." ”

"Do you know why I came back at this time?" Zhou Dingyun asked with a frown.

"Why?"

"Two years ago, right here, it's a season, it's a night, it's the same for us, but. ”

Zhou Dingyun no longer concealed the killing in his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Tonight is over, two years ago it was the opposite!"

Su Qin smiled, suddenly pushed the wine bowl in front of Zhou Dingyun, nodded and said, "Drink." ”

"Huh?"

Zhou Dingyun immediately showed a vigilant look, he couldn't understand why Su Qin was so calm and calm.

Seeing this bowl of wine in front of him, a thought flashed through Zhou Dingyun's mind, and he couldn't help sneering: "Suzi, I'm afraid there is something famous in this wine." ”

"So it's your dependence!Haha, unfortunately I saw through it at a glance. ”