Ca Su Zhu and Jiao Qi were the only ones left in the hall, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

"How long has it been since we last met?" After all, it was Jiaoqi who broke the embarrassment first.

"Three years, four months and seven days!" This is a number that is specific to the sky. At this time, even a slow-responsive person should understand what Su Zhi meant, let alone a delicate and intelligent person.

"Does Vigo want to know the story of the three years since I left the Holy Mountain?"

Seeing that Su Zhi didn't answer, he continued squeamishly.

"Some elders told me that there is a dragon light in the night in Heishui City. I was bored staying in the sacred mountain, so I begged my mother to let me go and see it. I went there to become a student of the monastic academy, and I met the people at the bottom there.

Struggle and hesitation, I also saw their enterprising and unyielding will. In the past three years, I have become one of them, and we have tried our best to get the quota for the book preface. In these experiences, I saw a lonely person.

The young man with the knife in his back, he is persistent and hesitant. I should have come back a year ago, but I couldn't bear to part with that long knife."

"Is he good-looking?" Su Zhu asked with some sadness after understanding the squeamish words.

"You are far away from me. Even among the crowd, you should be a person who cannot attract attention."

"Is he gentle and considerate?"

"No, he can't help but blush when talking to women, and he is lonely as if he likes to be alone."

"Am I outstanding in monastic talent?"

"You don't stand out in a border town like Blackwater City. You don't even dare to fight with others for fear of harming your family."

"Why is that?"

"Perhaps his sword is too outstanding?"

Looking back now, Jiaoqi couldn't find anything that stood out in Su Hang. But for some reason, that face that was so ordinary that it was hard to remember it lingered in his mind.

Maybe the long sword is too outstanding!

"When you return to the Holy Mountain, he must have obtained a quota to go to the Divine Capital! Or has he already arrived in the Divine Capital? I want to meet him." Casu Zhu wanted to see what kind of ordinary person defeated him.

"I don't know, I was called back by my mother, just before they competed for the spot. But I think he should set off to come to Shendu now."

"It's so ordinary, but you believe it so much, I want to see him!" Cha Su Zhu was a little unwilling.

Jiaoqi understood what Zasu Zhu meant, but he didn't stop him. He knew about Zasu Zhu, but he didn't know Su Hang that well. She wanted to see it too.

Ca Suzhou left the Wang family, but she was so delicate that she didn't say goodbye.

At this time, Jiaoqi was standing in the courtyard where the crape myrtle blossomed like a blazing flame, and the Queen Mother was lying in a wicker chair, just like before.

"On the night when I received the message from Tie Hui that you had summoned me back, I also used God's calculations, and I saw the Nanshan Mountain in the Capital of God that night."

Tie Hui was the one who followed Jiaoqi to Blackwater City and was responsible for protecting her. Otherwise, how could a girl under the age of fifteen go to the border town alone?

"My God also saw Nanshan, but I also saw you crying in Nanshan, as if you were crying for a long knife, so I hope you come back."

The Queen Mother lay in the wicker chair and rocked gently, without opening her eyes.

"Mom, don't use God's calculations anymore. It's not good for your health. You are getting old too fast."

"Now the pictures I see with the celestial calculator are getting blurry and blurry, and I am no longer willing to use it. After all, I am not a person like your grandma. I just hope you are well. You came so quickly, but I don't know where Su Zhi is.

Okay?" The Queen Mother said in a distant voice, as if she was sighing.

"I know him too well, and naturally I also understand that he wants to be with me every day. But I really know him too well!"

Jiaoqi squatted down, raised her head, and saw the sun through the gaps in the crape myrtle flowers, which was a bit dazzling.

"I wonder if the scar on Su Zhu's back will hurt when it's rainy?"

"It's impossible to think about it. How could the Sect lack the wonderful elixir of Dolanduo and medical experts?"

Jiaoqi understands what her mother means, but she doesn't want to understand what her mother means.

"Why"

A sigh, distant and helpless, the sound passed through the crape myrtle flowers, as if they were also burning

Suhang stood quietly by the stream. On the opposite side of the stream there was a house covered by a bamboo forest. There was an old woman in the house, probably drinking tea.

That was his home and mother, where his childhood and his childhood struggles were. Suhang lost his father when he was young, and there was also his mother's youth and tears on cold nights.

Originally, he came here to say goodbye today, but he didn't dare to go there. He was afraid of seeing the old woman's tears. He was afraid that after seeing her, she would never be able to leave her. At this time, his chest began to hurt. He was interrupted yesterday.

Two ribs.

After all, I didn't have the courage to cross the creek and turned around to leave. The long knife on my back flashed with golden light, illuminating the pupils of an old woman. She stood in a corner where Su Hang couldn't see, shedding tears.

, with a smile.

"Yesterday you stayed behind closed doors. Is there anything I can do to help you?" Ruoruo said, looking at Su Hang who looked a little pale.

"It's just two broken ribs. I didn't pay attention to the outside during the healing process. I'm sorry."

Thinking of Su Hang's eyes that looked like hell yesterday, Ruoruo understood that he didn't want to say anything, so it was inconvenient to ask any more questions.

Yesterday, there was a thin line between life and death, Su Hang thought in his mind.

Most people think that the red light in Su Hang's eyes yesterday was due to the martial arts or the appearance of the fierce armor. There are two people who suspect that one is not afraid of death and the other is Ruoruo. Of course Su Hang

Hang understood better that the reason was the armor, but not the appearance, because at that moment he was almost no longer himself.

He only remembered that he was confused by anger and then lost. When he woke up, two ribs were broken in his chest.

Being confused by anger was the voice of his heart, but Su Hang clearly remembered the voice in his mind, so he left in a hurry.

Thinking of the resentment that was like gods and demons in the snowfield, and the black air filled half of the sky. Su Hang was a little understanding, but also a little worried.

He summoned the Chaos Armor and stood there. At this time, the Chaos Armor did not have the violence and madness in the arena, it just glowed with black light and was a bit mysterious.

There is no resentment or breath of resentment on the Chaos Armour, but the voice in my mind yesterday was like a nightmare.

Su Hang was meditating. Although he took advantage of a weak point yesterday, after he lost his way, his momentum was so great that with just his bare hands, the evenly matched force he had built up with no fear of death collapsed in an instant.

He was pacing back and forth in the room. At this time, there was Ruoruo shouting outside the door. He didn't pay attention to it and couldn't pay attention to it.

With every step he took, there were runes left on the ground, and light flashed across. Suhang walked faster and faster, and the runes left behind flickered with each other, and then connected together.

When Suhang stopped and the nine palaces were formed, he took the last step on the middle five, closed his eyes, and quickly formed seals with his hands.

After sealing, Su Hang opened his eyes, and there seemed to be red flames spurting out of his eyes, and then the flames ignited when he left the position, burning the Chaos Armor wantonly, but except for a wisp of black smoke at the beginning, there was no trace after that.

Variety.

The Chaos Armor is still deep, like ten thousand years of black ice, complementing the scorching Lihuo, without any abnormality.

Su Hang's eyes reflected the chaotic fire, and the thoughts in his mind were similar. The Chaos Armor glowed with cold light, reflecting the red flames, and Su Hang looked a little lost in thought.

In a daze, he saw a flash of golden light on the dark nail surface.

Su Hang felt that the broken ribs on his chest hurt even more, as if something had been pierced. Cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and he couldn't help but hold the long knife beside him.

"boom!"

With a soft sound, the long knife smashed into Lihuo and fell next to Chaos Armor's feet. The golden light on the long knife was blazing, and a face faintly emerged, pale and feminine.

"It's really thoughtful!"

Ninja Suhang felt pain in his chest, recited the mantra, and Li Huo became more powerful. The golden light of the long sword was almost covered by the red light. Trembling, he quietly approached the Chaos Armor.

Just when the long knife was about to approach the Chaos Armor, the Chaos Armor disappeared. The face that loomed in the fire was roaring, but no sound came out.

There were shrill curses and roars in Su Hang's mind, but he remained unmoved. The speed of forming seals in his hands did not slow down. The flames were no longer burning in a messy manner. The flames separated into formations of their own, uniform and violent.

The voices in his mind gradually weakened, and the insults turned into begging for mercy. Suhang never stopped, and the formation was running smoothly and steadily. Until the room was burned into silence, his mind also became quiet. Even so, Li Li

The fire is still strong.

Su Hang Xin drew in the void with his hand, and runes appeared, then were imprinted on his body, and then disappeared from his body.

With a wave of his hand, he put away the formation on the ground, and Li Huo was finally extinguished. Su Hang felt like there was a fire burning in his chest, and he couldn't help coughing, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth.

Su Hang narrowed his eyes. The long knife that had been with him since he was a child seemed to be even sharper under the burning of Li Huo. Even the gap left on the knife edge when he was twelve years old disappeared.

Now Suhang wants to faint like this, no matter what, but he can't and can't. He is almost stripped away from those beautiful memories. Even though there is no pain there, it is comfortable and comfortable, like a pure land of eternal happiness, but it is not real.

There is all the beauty I had before I was six years old, but there is no old woman who often washes her clothes in the stream, nor the pot of strong tea she brewed, nor the domineering and flamboyant talent, nor the compassionate woman in white.

.

Thinking of the woman in the white shirt, a smile bloomed at the corner of her mouth, but it was replaced by a touch of melancholy in an instant, because the hand of the woman in the white shirt was holding a beautiful and handsome boy. There was ridicule on the corner of the boy's mouth and wetness on his crotch.

Su Hang endured the tearing pain in his chest and grabbed a long knife. His eyes were as sharp as a knife. He was waiting. He could confuse himself and almost prevent himself from waking up. Then everything seemed too easy. He urinated by himself.

Living at the bottom, he has seen too much filth and intrigue. Suhang doesn't want to be treacherous, but he also doesn't want treachery to be poured out on him. Being used to seeing filth doesn't mean he has to be filthy too.

He stood like this, holding a long knife, as if he was confronting someone, but there was a void in front of him, only a wall.

I don't know how long it took, Suhang's breathing became heavy, things in front of him began to appear double, and the sky outside began to become gray. He was thinking that he must have been worrying too much, and he needed to heal and rest now.

Then close your eyes.

Su Hang's eyes finally closed as he dragged his seriously injured body. When he fell to the ground, a golden light illuminated his pale face. There was blood on the corner of his mouth.

The golden light formed a face. He cautiously looked at Su Hang with his eyes closed. The face formed by the golden light was lifelike. Without any movement, the golden light gradually dimmed, and Su Hang seemed to have passed out, and his brows should be wrinkled due to pain.

With.
To be continued...