('In the main hall of Sanhemen, Liu Chen and others carried Liu Songbai into the entrance of the hall, and saw a middle-aged man standing with his back to the door and his hands behind his back.
Liu Chen lowered his head and whispered, "Father."
This middle-aged man is the current sect leader of the Sanhe Sect, Liu Zhongying. Liu Zhongying looked back at Liu Chen, then at the injured Liu Songbai, and frowned slightly, "Why, a boy with unknown origins, let you
So embarrassed?"
Liu Chen snorted, "That boy who defeated Chi Lei the day before yesterday, the new elder of the Linghai tribe, his name is Chen Su."
"Oh? It seems that he has some abilities. The Linghai tribe really found a treasure this time."
"Father, I have no ambitions for others. I must avenge this." Liu Chen said bitterly. For Chen Su, this first meeting had already made him hate Chen Su deeply.
Liu Zhongying snorted softly, "In the past few days, until the Liusha melee period, I will not allow you to step out of this door. Don't cause trouble for me. I don't have time to deal with the aftermath for you. And we will unite with the Luoxi tribe
The matter with the Beiman Sect has not come to an end yet, so I don’t want anything else to happen."
"Yes, father." Liu Chen nodded politely, "Father, you might as well leave the affairs of the Northern Man Sect to me. I am familiar with one of their elders, and I may be able to use this to find some opportunities."
"Okay, it's time for you to exercise."
"So, father?" Liu Chen stared at the beam at the door.
"Hmph! If you dare to cause trouble for me, I will break your legs!"
"Don't you dare, kid." Liu Chen ran away with a smile.
Although he defeated Liu Songbai, the elder of Sanhemen, Chen Su's mood could not get better anyway. There was no conversation all the way until he returned to his residence. Mu Xian followed Chen Su quietly, showing no joy.
There is no sorrow either.
After entering the courtyard and reaching the door of the room, Chen Sucai stopped, turned his back to Mu Xian and said, "Senior, thank you for today."
Mu Xian nodded, "Young Master, you're welcome. If you have nothing to do, please rest early."
Chen Su pushed the door open and entered the room, sat on the bed, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he saw Wu Bingyu yelling at him. He couldn't figure out why, why Wu Bingyu had such a big reaction, what on earth was he doing?
What was wrong? It made this girl, who looked as gentle as water, feel so resentful towards him.
After sitting in silence for a long time, Chen Su unknowingly entered the state of cultivation. The profound art of life and death made him feel like he was in the sea, and he would lose his way inadvertently. He seemed to see his father anxiously waiting for him to go back.
In the scene, I seem to see Min'er's fear when she was taken away, Aunt Rou's helpless confusion, and the master's indifference when she formed green fruits. All of this was finally swallowed up by a smiling face, that was Shen Yu, he
She was walking towards him with a dagger. Chen Su wanted to struggle, but couldn't move. Seeing that Shen Yu had come to his bed, the dagger was shining with a cold light, and Shen Yu's smile slowly bloomed.
, his right hand holding the dagger was also getting closer to Chen Su's heart inch by inch. The dagger pierced into the skin, there was no pain, but it was a biting coldness. The chill made Chen Su grin. Blood flowed down.
The dagger was dyed red, and Shen Yu's hand holding the dagger was also dyed red. Shen Yu let go of the dagger, brought the finger to his mouth, stuck out his tongue and licked it, and then smiled at Chen Su
Laughing, with extremely fast movements, he pulled out the dagger from Chen Su's heart. Blood spurted out from the wound. Gradually, a feeling of weakness hit Chen Su's mind.
He was so tired and wanted to just drop everything and go to sleep in the dark.
"Go away! Go away! You are not welcome here!" The beautiful voice, but such unpleasant words.
Chen Su raised his head and opened his eyelids with great effort. A beautiful face was so close that it almost touched his forehead. Her big eyes were fluttering, and even her eyelashes were beating.
"Did you hear that I told you to get out of here?" the pretty woman scolded in a commanding tone, as if she was facing a stalking beggar.
Chen Su smiled mockingly to himself and wanted to say something, but didn't know where to start, "Am I so annoying to you?"
A pair of eyebrows wrinkled slightly, "Don't talk as if we know each other."
Chen Su finally couldn't help but yelled, "In your heart, who am I?"
"Hehe, hehehe." A string of laughter sounded like silver bells, "You are not in my heart at all, okay?"
Chen Su was startled, "It doesn't exist at all. Why do you ask me what it means? The answer is that it doesn't exist at all!"
"The autumn cold blows away the drunkenness, but the mountain top welcomes the slanting light. Looking back at this desolate place, there is no wind, rain or sunshine. Hahaha..." Chen Su laughed wildly, and when he looked at that pretty face, his eyes seemed clear.
Many times, I thought, "It turns out I wasn't supposed to be there, so I'm not there. Maybe when I'm there, it won't matter whether I'm there or not."
He closed his mouth lightly and blew out three faint words, "Psycho."
Chen Su smiled, stood up, and slowly moved away from the alluring smile. Then without looking back, she walked into the endless gray space behind her, and the beautiful figure slowly twisted and disappeared.
Leaving behind a drifting mist.
Chen Su practiced this time for more than three days. It was not until three days later that he opened his eyes. The east was white, and a wisp of autumn wind blew in, bringing a slight coolness. After stretching, Chen Su stood up and pushed away the room.
When he opened the door, he found Mu Xian holding a broom and leisurely sweeping the fallen leaves in the yard.
"Senior has worked hard."
Mu Xian turned back to look at Jia Chen Su, "Good morning, young master, how have you had your rest these two days?"
"Not bad." Chen Su nodded.
"Well, it seems that the young master has passed the test again." Mu Xian smiled and looked at Chen Su with a look that was both kind and a little weird. "But young master, there is something I would like to hear your opinion on."
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"Senior, please speak."
"Master, what do you think is going on with this melee in Liusha?"
"Oh, why would senior ask this?" Chen Su didn't expect Mu Xian to ask this question, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer.
"I have also been asking around for some news these days." Mu Xian put down the broom and sat down on a stone bench, "In addition to the two major forces in Liusha City, there are four parties that can participate in the competition. The strongest among them
, is the Huangchen Sect, which has three great masters of the evil soul realm. Only one elder of the Sanhe Sect has reached the great realm, while only Teng Yue of the Linghai clan has reached the great realm. Teng Xuan and the fourth elder Teng Yuan are still at a small level.
.There is also a more mysterious force. Although it is not weak, its details are unknown."
"Senior, what do you mean by these?"
"Master, of course we can't stay here for a long time, but I just feel strange. The Qingyan Dynasty has ruled here for so many years, and most things have rules. Why does it still want to do such a trick? The so-called integration,
In fact, it’s internal friction. And Liusha City is Qingyan’s first barrier against the forces of the Black Sand King, so what’s the point of doing this?”
Chen Su shook his head and said he didn't understand, "Senior, tell me, what's going on?"
Mu Xian snorted, "If King Qingyan is not stupid, there must be some conspiracy here, but if we want to know the truth, we must stand out in the melee."
"I have no objection to this."
"Sir, when I say stand out, I don't mean to replace the Linghai clan."
"Huh? Senior, what do you mean?"
"The elders of the Linghai clan are by no means as honest and honest as they appear. A few days ago, you fought with Liu Songbai, and Teng Yue was there. Although the Linghai clan is not envious of the Sanhemen, but their strength
Xiangru, you stand up for the Tiemo tribe, but you bear the name of the elder of the Linghai tribe. As the great elder, he has reason to intervene. But he chose to stand by and watch. If you really lose to Liu Songbai, what do you think of Linghai tribe?
Will the Sea Clan stand up for you?"
Chen Su thought about it for a moment and shook his head, "I haven't thought about this."
"Sir, they are just taking advantage of us."
Chen Su smiled and said, "I don't care, I want to find something here anyway."
"Hmm. Maybe the Qingyan Dynasty is also looking for something. Now that the period of melee is approaching, we'd better be more cautious." Mu Xian said, standing up, "To deal with the current strength of Liusha City, Lao Nu is enough for one person.
That’s right, I just don’t know what trick King Qingyan is trying to play behind this.”
Chen Su took the broom nonchalantly and started sweeping like Mu Xian, "Whatever, does he still want to kill everyone in the city?"
"That's not the case. Oh, by the way, sir, Ugo came to see you the day before yesterday and said he wanted to thank you for helping the Tiemo tribe again. I saw that you were practicing at the time, so you took it upon yourself to get him back.
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"Yes." Chen Su nodded, "Senior, then I'll go see if Brother Ugo has something to do with me."
"Okay, but there is one more thing. It is said that the leader of the Tiemo tribe intends to form a marriage relationship with the Linghai tribe before the period of melee comes." Mu Xian said lightly while observing Chen Su.
"Oh? Getting married?"
"Well, the Tiemo clan intends to marry the clan leader's daughter to the direct disciple of the Linghai clan clan leader."
Chen Su froze slightly after hearing this, but soon regained his composure, "Is Wu Bingyu going to marry Teng Zhan? It's a good marriage."
Mu Xian nodded and whispered: "It is indeed a good marriage, but Wu Jianfeng is short-sighted."
"Haha" Chen Su smiled, "When others get married, we just give them our blessing."
"Master, don't you want to say something?"
"What can I say?" Chen Su stared at Mu Xian. Mu Xian looked at him without hesitation. After a moment, Chen Su avoided it.
"When I first heard the news, I was a little worried about the young master. Now it seems that I was worried too much."
"Senior, don't worry, I already have a sense of proportion." After saying that, Chen Su stepped out of the courtyard.
Mu Xian looked at the young man's thin back, and seemed to be reminded of his own past, those words that he had never said out loud, always hurt him all over in the end.
Who will be sad? Only those who have been hurt will know.