Coming out of the Tianbao Pavilion, Song Qi took out a flying sword from the storage bag, and with his fingertips gently, the aura was injected into it, and the sword fluttered in front of the two people.

Song Qi naturally saw that Su Qin was just a mortal without an aura. Because he was carrying a bow and a knife, he wanted to meet some kung fu, and there would be no problem jumping on the sword.

Song Qi said: "Su Gongzi, if you step on this flying sword, don't be afraid, I can protect you and won't let you fall, and you will soon arrive in Pingyang Town." ”

Su Qin's eyes swept over Song Qi's flying sword, shook his head, and said, "Let's go out for a walk." ”

Song Qi's flying knife had no aura on it, and it was also a pseudo-divine device.

Su Qin's body, the blood crystal bow alone, the Cold Moon Knife combined to weigh a full two thousand catties, and the seventh-layer boundary of Song Qi's condensation qi was simply impossible to carry.

Su Qin didn't break in, and the two quickly left the city.

Outside the city, there are far fewer pedestrians. Su Qingang was about to start plowing the fields and walking towards Pingyang Town, but his heart moved.

"Huh, is anyone listening?"

Su Qin didn't look back, it was just a metaphysical and mysterious feeling.

Su Qin quietly, maintaining a normal level, walked in the direction of Pingyang Town, Song Qi frowned, and didn't say anything.

It didn't take long for a tattered sound of clothes to come from behind the two people, and the degree of arrival was very fast!

Repairman?

Song Qi was surprised, put his palm on the storage bag, and looked back.

Not far away, a monk in a dark robe stepped on his sword and darted in his eyes, apparently those who came were not good at it!

Eight layers of condensate!

Song Qi exhaled, hurriedly pulled Su Qin aside, and prayed in his heart that this person had just passed by.

In the blink of an eye, the Xuanbao Qi Master walked up to the two of them, jumped down from the flying sword, sneered at Song Qi, and said, "Taoist friends had better stay out of the way, take care of your own business, I have a grudge against this person." ”

Song Qi looked at Su Qin, and now Su Qin had no expression on his face. He didn't know if or how he was scared, but he didn't know how.

Song Qi clenched his fists and said, "Taoist friends joke that my friend is just a mortal and can have any hatred with Taoist friends. ”

"Buzz!"

The Xuanwu practitioner's fingertips flew lightly on the sword, and a kind of aura flashed on it, and the sword spirit was prosperous.

Lay down your spiritual weapons!

Song Qi's hands were sweating, the opponent's realm was higher than his original one, and the physical lower spiritual weapon, once he fought, he had no chance of winning.

"If fellow Daoists aren't interested, don't blame me for being too cruel!" Xuanwu practiced Qi Shi's cold voice.

"Suzi, run!"

Song Qi said quickly in Su Qin's ear, and with a slap of the storage bag in his palm, a flying sword fell into his palm.

"Sickness!"

Song Qi is at the helm of the flying sword, making people first, and wants to seize the first opportunity.

The sword flew into a stream of light and rushed towards Xuanbao's practitioners, and in the blink of an eye, it was already closer.

"It's just a work of art, you dare to be arrogant in front of me!"

The Xuanwu Qi practitioner snorted coldly, not in a hurry, his fingers moved forward, and the hand of the sword had already been shot, hitting Song Qi's flying sword hard.

Twin swords collide with Mars everywhere!

Song Qi's flying sword was obviously not caught, and was almost blown away by the wind.

The body of the poison gas practitioner is weak, the battle is extremely dangerous, a little careless, and the opponent's mental weapon has no chance of survival.

With only a few bullets, Song Qi completely fell into the tailwind and could only defend passively.

Luckily, Song Qi looked calm, trying to spin each other, swords flying around them, defending Dripping.

Su Qin looked at the whole process with his eyes, and then nodded to himself.

In this case, Song Qi could leave on his own, after all, he had a thousand spirit stones, and there was no need for him to become a mortal and put himself in danger.

Now, Song Qi knew that he had been defeated, but he did not leave independently, proving that this person had kept his promise, and the Su family asked him to protect him, and Su Qin could rest assured.

Song Qi and the Xuanwu practitioners were still fighting, and the more fierce the war became.

After all, these two people are different, and the order of spiritual weapons is not as good as the others.

Soon, Song Qi gradually revealed his appearance, and the flying sword was not as smooth as it was at the beginning. Obviously, the aura was consumed by violence, and his physical strength was not supported.

At this moment, Su Qin suddenly asked, "Why did you kill me?"

The Xuanwu cultivator consciously grasped the situation, then glanced at Su Qin, Yin Ci said: "I also let you die today to understand that a mortal actually has a treasure on his body, this is the reason why you died!"

In a hurry, Song Qi looked back, and now Su Qin was still standing in place, and he couldn't help but shout anxiously in his heart: "Why don't you leave?"

Pounce!

Song Qi is a little absent-minded, and the other side of the sword will take advantage of the false entrance, the sting of the face-to-face, the cold person!

At this time, the flying knife was already inferior, and in a panic, Song Qi was desperate and hurriedly hit the ground and escaped, but his body was covered with dust and a mess.

Su Qin smiled and did not respond.

Song Qi's heart was surging, and he was helpless for a while, gritted his teeth and said: "I am not this person's opponent, son Su, if you leave late, it will be too late!"

"No one can leave today!"

The Xuanwu practitioner took a large sip of wine, and the flying sword attack accelerated, constantly impacting Song Qi's defenses, and the piercing sounds collided one after another.

At this time, the two slain people heard a faint sigh.

"Yes, today, you can't go. ”

Both Song Qi and the Xuanwu practitioners were a little stunned, and they didn't understand the meaning of Su Qin's words, and the corners of their eyes would catch a glimpse of a terrifying scene!

Su Qin was only four feet away from the battlefield.

But after only two or three steps, Su Qin had already rushed to the front, his eyes exposed in the ferocious light, like a monster, scattered on the cold killing machine!

Not to mention being targeted by Su Qin Xuanbao's practitioners, even by Song Qi's side, there was a feeling of shock.

"No!"

The Xuanwu cultivators stepped on their hearts, and while retreating, they controlled the flying sword, wanting to cut the blade down and kill Su Qin.

But the Xuanwu practitioner's movements were too slow, and Su Qin's eyes had many holes.

Su Qin looked very cold, stretched out the Cold Moon Knife at his waist with his backhand, and touched it forward.

The bright silver knife flashed and pierced the eye.

Thump!

A big head flew high, its neck as smooth as a mirror, and blood gushed out.

Song Qi opened his mouth slightly, his brain was confused, and he looked at this scene in amazement, unable to calm down for a while.

He's dead.

An eight-story gas doctor has just been killed by a knife!

Lucky, lucky, careless?

"Good knives"

Su Qin looked at the cold moon knife that did not stain a little blood, praised it, and inserted it back into the sheath with his backhand.

As soon as Song Qi moved his throat, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

What kind of person would be so calm after killing an eight-story gas doctor?

In Song Qi's eyes, Su Qin suddenly became mysterious, and the cognition of the previous weak was very different.

Song Qi couldn't help but recall the scene of Fang Caisheng, the more he thought about it, the more scared he became, but he was so frightened that he sweated.

He was terrified, as long as Su Qin slashed that knife at him, he couldn't hide!

Su Qin took off the storage bag from Xuanbao's waist, and without looking at it, he threw it to Song Qi and said, "Take it." ”

"This, this, I can't ask for this. Somehow, in the face of Su Qin, Song Qi was a little nervous.

Su Qin smiled and said, "Hurry up and put it away and go to the eighth layer of condensate water to practice." ”

Seeing Su Qin's smile, as if the weak scholar had returned, Song Qi looked a little slow, the pressure suddenly decreased, and he no longer refused, so he put away the storage bag.

Su Qin said again: "You do your best to control the flying sword and rush to Pingyang Town." ”

Song Qi replied, and was about to ask, where have you been, but now Su Qin has disappeared, his legs are far away, and the distance is two feet away, which is very fast!

It was only now that Song Qi realized that his employer was not simple.

Song Qi hurriedly emptied his sword and caught up with Su Qin.

Thank you for coming, Rainwings, the reward of the world~ A great war is coming!

Su Qin was afraid of being noticed, so he asked Song Qi to put down his sword and follow him to Su Fu.

Su Fumen is closed, Su Qin's ears are very good, and he can vaguely hear intermittent sobbing in the government, very familiar, it is Su Xiaoling.

Su Qin frowned, stepped forward, and pushed the door directly into the door.

With a soft thud, the beam behind the door broke.

"What people!"

Soon, more than a dozen guards of the Xuan family rushed out, their eyes were red and fierce, and these people were stunned when they saw Su Qin.

"The second son?"

Su Qin nodded and walked in the direction of Song Qi's crying.

Song Qi's eyes turned, and the guards were secretly stunned.

He naturally felt that these bodyguards were very ferocious and honed on the battlefield, not ordinary good hands.

Outside Su Hong's room, many people were in Su's house, either sitting or standing, everyone was very sad, and the atmosphere around them was extremely depressed, depressed clouds.

"The second son is back. Zheng Bo and the others stood up and said.

Su Qin squinted her eyes and asked, "How is the eldest brother?"

Zheng Bomei was worried, shook his head and said, "Wait a minute, the eldest son is still in a coma." ”

Su Qin's eyes swept over the Su family. "To this day, you have to hide it," he said calmly.

The Su family looked at each other and sighed.

"My father used to be Wu Dinggong Su Mu of the Yan Kingdom, right?" Su Qin said lightly.

When the appearance of the Su family changed, Zheng Bo asked in surprise: "Second son, you." ”

"Luo Tianwu called me. ”

Hearing this, Zheng Bo suddenly glared at his eyes and sighed: "Luo Tianwu is not a kind-hearted person, the ambition of a wolf, he has always wanted to take advantage of the troubled times to become a king, he also found his eldest son and wanted to join the army, but was rejected by the eldest son. "The Su family has a grudge against King Yan, but the eldest son doesn't want to involve the people of the Yan Kingdom. “

"Your father was famous for riding the Xuanjia Iron in his lifetime, running to the frontier, and resisting foreign enemies, he did not let Yan lose half an inch of land, and the general vowed to defend the people of Yanguo for the rest of his life, so that the people would have a place to live and work in peace and contentment, and not suffer from war. The eldest son inherited his father's last wish, and naturally refused to join hands with Luo Tianwu. ”

Speaking of this, Zheng Bo no longer intended to hide it, and continued: "For many years, the eldest son has often gone out, under the guise of selling horses, in fact, he is gathering the Lao Xuan family outside, training while waiting for the opportunity to take revenge. ”

"How many are there now?"

"Five thousand!"

"Where are so many people hiding?How can we hide them and hide in front of Yan Qiqi's spies?" Su Qin frowned.

Zheng Bo said: "They are all hidden near Yan Guo**. ”

A few decades ago, the village was slaughtered by wolves, chickens and dogs were not left, there was no one around, no one dared to live there, but it became the best cover.

Su Qin thought for a moment and asked, "Zheng Bo previously implied that the enemy of the Su family was practicing qi, what does this mean?"

"Just over a decade ago, there were still more cultivators in the Yan King City, and the plan to assassinate the Yan King could only be postponed again and again while the Yan King was guarding it. The eldest son is waiting for his chance. Finally, a month ago, the king should have told the king that he was going to the southern suburbs to hunt. ”

"Only in the vast area can the Xuanjia Iron Horse exert its greatest strength, and if the practitioner is a little careless, they will also die. ”

Su Qin nodded.

The physical strength of the practitioner is very weak, and it is not much different from ordinary people. Once the two armies charge each other, the arrows are like rain, and the strength of just a few practitioners can hardly affect the result, and they may die.

Zheng Bo shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity that the assassination failed. "Next to King Yan, there are not only a few gas practitioners, but also dozens of them! Behind King Yan, there is a door of Xiuzhen's patriarchal system as a backing!"

Hearing these words, Su Qin's heart trembled.

Within the realm of truth, if you want to build a patriarchal clan, the Lord must have at least one practice on which to build a foundation.

I only heard Zheng Bo continue: "Worried that the target is too big, the eldest son only brought more than a thousand Xuanjia iron riders and scattered them in the city, but was besieged by dozens of practitioners in the southern suburbs and suffered heavy losses, the eldest son was seriously injured, and more than a thousand Xuanjia iron riders only left a dozen people to escape. ”

Song Qi stepped forward and whispered, "Suzi, I have a Beiyuan Dan here, which is very common in the realm of loyalty, and it is used by the eldest son. ”

"Thank you," Su Qin nodded.

Zheng Bo said worriedly: "Physical diseases are easy to treat, but heart disease is difficult to treat, which is too big a blow to the eldest son." ”

"Huh?" Su Qin frowned and said, "Big Brother has a strong will, how could he collapse because of setbacks?"

Zheng Bo smiled lonely and sighed: "Because the eldest son knows that if King Yan has the support of Xiuzhen's patriarchy behind him, the hatred of the Su family will not be reciprocated. "Mourning is not just about death, it is mostly like that. That's it. “

"The eldest son woke up. At this moment, Liu Yu walked out of the room and said solemnly.

As soon as I arrived at the door, a strong smell of medicine came out of my face.

Su Qin turned her eyes and looked at the head of the bed. He saw his eldest brother Su Hong lying quietly on the bed. The more severe the injury, the weaker the breath of life.

"Brother!"

Su Xiaoling, who was standing beside Su Hong's bed, cried, jumped into Su Qin's arms, and cried: "Big brother is seriously injured, brother, do you want to find a way?"

Su Qin patted Su Xiaoling's back, gently soothed a few words, helped Su Xiaoning to the side, and came to Su Hong's side.

Su Hong's head was white, but he was past his old age, his face was yellow, his lips were dry, and his eyes looked at the roof without God, as if he had lost his soul.

The night is white, and the heart of sorrow is greater than death!

Seeing the expression of the eldest brother, Su Qin had angina, his nose was sour, and his eyes were full of tears.

The Su family has a deep hatred, but the eldest brother chooses to carry it alone!

For the past 16 years, the man has been careful to protect his siblings, fearing that they will be hurt, hurt, kept silent, and feared being drawn in.

What kind of life has this person lived alone in hatred for the past 16 years?

Has this person had a restful night's sleep in the past 16 years?

How much pain and suffering has this man been living with hatred all these sixteen years?

"Big Brother"

Su Qin's lips trembled and she screamed.

These two words have never been said, they are all said by Su Qin's mouth, and they are as heavy as they are now.

Su Hong turned her head slowly, staring at Su Qin's face with dull eyes for a long time, but gradually gaining a little charm. The corners of his stiff mouth moved, squeezed out a smile, and whispered, "Zimo." "You're back. “

Su Qin knelt on the ground, held Su Hong's cold palm, pressed it to her lips, and held back the tears in her eyes.

"Zimo, I can't come. Su Hong sighed softly.

Hearing this, Su Qin couldn't hold back any longer, tears rolled down and sprinkled lapels.

This is the first time in 18 years that Su Qin has cried.

Su Hong wanted to raise her arm and wipe away the tears on Su Qin's face, but her arm had risen halfway, but she lost his strength.

"Don't cry, don't cry, the men of the Su family only bleed, not cry. ”

Su Qin pulled up her sleeves, wiped away her tears, and nodded.

"Zimo, after I die, you take Xiao Ning and the Su family out, the farther away the better. Su Hong said.

Su Qin lowered his head, didn't make a sound, clenched his fists, his nails dug deep into the flesh, and a trace of blood flowed out.

After listening to half of the voice, Su Qin raised his head and said calmly, "Big brother, you have to take good care of your injuries, don't think about it." ”

There is another word that Su Qin did not say.

I want to avenge the Su family!

Zheng Bocha felt that Su Qin didn't look right. He hurriedly ran out and whispered, "Second son, don't be stupid, and then assassinate King Yan, our Su family is far away from home, and there is no place to live." ”

"Zheng Bo, you're too worried, I don't want to assassinate King Yan. Su Qin shook his head, it didn't look like a fake.

Zheng Bo seemed to nod like a letter and said, "These days, we are going to move to ** to avoid for a while." After all, there are still five thousand Xuanjia Iron Riders over there, which is also relatively safe. Second son, you can come with us. ”

"I've got something to do, see you later. ”

Su Qin didn't talk about this topic, pointed to Song Qi who was standing outside the arena and said, "This is Mr. Song Qisong, he is here to protect the Su family, Zheng Bo can discuss anything with him." ”

Zheng Bo was absent-minded, thinking that Song Qi was nothing more than Su Qin's friend of the rivers and lakes.

Su Qin turned around and left, and as soon as he arrived at Su Fu's door, Song Qi caught up with him.

"Tang Su, aren't you really going to King Yan?" Song Qi vaguely felt the murderous intent in Su Qin's heart, so he asked.

Su Qin kept walking and didn't say a word.

Song Qi caught up again and said, "Suzi, I know that you have the ability to kill, and melee combat is very powerful, but this is just a separate fight. "Surrounded by a huge army, you can't get close to a gas refinery. You don't stand a chance!"

"Even if you can kill King Yan, can you escape from the heavily guarded Strict City?"

"The Wangcheng Army, the Elite Forbidden Army, plus mass killers such as Crossbow, and then cooperate with the attack of the poison gas practitioners, not to mention you, even if the great perfect practitioner assassinates the monarch of a country, ten people will die!"

"Okay!" Su Qin Huolan turned around, his face gloomy.

Song Qi was taken aback.

Su Qin said quietly: "Your task is to protect the Su family, don't care about me!"

"But"

Song Qi was about to persuade him again, but Su Qin waved his hand, interrupted him, and said, "Big Brother is yours, I hope you can restore his body." "As for Big Brother's heart problem, I'll help him heal. “

So, Su Qin began to plow the ground, running with both feet, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared in front of Song Qi.

There is only one medicine that can cure Su Hong's heart disease, and that is King Yan's head!

Su Qin ran around the streets of Pingyang Town, looking cold, and he only felt that there was a flame burning in his heart, becoming more and more prosperous.