He immediately took a few steps back, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you so much for saving my life, senior, but... you must have mistaken the person, right?"
Xuanwu raised his head slightly and looked at Su Han calmly without explaining too much.
"Senior, please get up quickly. How can I, this junior, be qualified to accept such a great gift from you!"
Seeing that Xuanwu was still kneeling on one knee, Su Han could only step forward and help him up.
"The demonic thoughts are too strong. If Xuanwu takes action right away, with the fusion of the demonic thoughts, his strength will reach the ultimate level in this world!"
Xuanwu said: "Therefore, Xuanwu could only watch the Holy Lord being killed, and only when the Holy Lord's cultivation fell to the lowest level did he dare to save him."
"It is Xuanwu's sin to make the Holy Lord endure so much pain. I hope the Holy Lord will punish you!"
As the words fell, Xuanwu knelt down to Su Han again.
Su Han quickly raised his hand and spent a lot of effort to stop Xuanwu.
"What the senior said really made Su Mou confused."
Su Han shook his head and said: "Su is just an ascetic cultivator. He is really not the 'holy master' that the senior said. However, if the senior is willing to explain, Su is willing to hear the details."
"Those guys are all the Holy Lord's demonic thoughts."
Xuanwu pointed at the hate-filled clone outside, which was still frantically hacking at the light screen.
"They extend from the Holy Lord's consciousness and want to completely occupy the Holy Lord's body."
"They can't do it when the Holy Lord is alive. Only when the Holy Lord dies completely and the Lord's consciousness completely dissipates can they take advantage of it."
"This is also the reason why they persevere and insist on putting the Holy Lord to death."
Having said this, Xuanwu paused.
Immediately afterwards, he pointed his finger at the center of the deep hole, the arm that exuded dazzling light.
"That's the arm of the Holy Lord!"
"What???"
Su Han's eyes widened and he turned around in disbelief.
He did feel an extremely familiar feeling on this arm.
This feeling has no reason and Su Han can't find any reason.
But to say that this is his own arm is simply too far-fetched.
How powerful is Xuanwu?
The brilliance emanating from this arm alone can heal his injuries in the blink of an eye.
How can I be so virtuous and capable as to have such a powerful ability?
The most important thing is when did you lose this arm? Why don’t you remember it?
"Whether it is yes or no, the Holy Master will know after a try."
Xuanwu said: "You only need to get close to the arm. If Xuanwu is right, then the arm will merge with you as soon as you get close to it!"
Su Han frowned and glanced at Xuanwu questioningly.
The previous words of the clone and everything that just happened actually made Su Han have speculation in his heart.
But his cautious character prevents him from believing this easily.
In this universe, there are too many people stronger than myself.
If they were directing and acting themselves, they wouldn't be able to find any traces at all.
He didn't want to get close to the arm and kept standing still.
Seeing this, Xuanwu could only smile bitterly and said: "Holy Lord, there is no need to think too much. If Xuanwu wants to harm you, why bother?"
Su Han pursed his lips.
Suddenly asked: "Senior, do you know the killer?"
"Killing ghosts?"
Xuanwu was obviously stunned for a moment.
Immediately he shook his head and said, "I don't know."
Deep in Su Han's eyes, a flash of coldness suddenly flashed.
He asked again: "Then do you know Suzaku?"
"Suzaku?!"
Xuanwu's eyes widened suddenly, his face full of excitement.
"Where is she?!"
"This junior doesn't know, I just heard about it a little bit. If the senior can describe his appearance, maybe the junior can find out a few things." Su Han said.
"The wings of golden feathers stretch for thirty thousand miles, the golden crown on the top of the head, the glory is endless, the whole body is burning with fire, and the heaven and earth have a wonderful appearance!" Xuanwu said without hesitation.
This was his description of Suzaku's appearance, but Su Han looked confused when he heard it.
How had he ever seen the true form of Suzaku?
"Could it be that what the Holy Master said was the appearance of Suzaku after its transformation?"
Xuanwu saw Su Han's confusion.
He also said: "Suzaku is a girl, and she often prides herself on her beauty. Her body shape is no different from that of ordinary people, her appearance is as beautiful as the sky, there is a red mole between her eyebrows, and her attitude is cold and arrogant!"
Su Han was still confused by the first few sentences.
But he has a red mole between his eyebrows, and his demeanor is cold and arrogant!
But it is very similar to the Suzaku Su Han saw!
No one else has seen Suzaku, but Xuanwu can describe her appearance.
This proves that Xuanwu does know Suzaku!
The coldness deep in Su Han's eyes disappeared.
He asked again: "Since senior knows Suzaku, how come he doesn't know Killer Ghost?"
"Xuanwu has been suppressing here all year round, guarding the parts of the holy body for the Holy Lord. He has not been out for a long time and does not know the changes in the world. I hope the Holy Lord will not be surprised!" Xuanwu sighed.
"Junior, that's not what I meant."
Su Han pondered slightly: "To be fair to senior, junior has been deceiving just now. In fact, Suzaku is currently in the sect created by junior, and his makeup is no different from what senior described."
"She's still alive???"
Xuanwu stepped forward fiercely, so excited that he lost his mind.
"Suzaku...is still alive?!"
"If the senior and the junior are the same person, then she must be alive!"
Su Han said: "I just helped the junior to bring Suzaku to him. It was the man named 'Giao Gui'. As far as the junior knows, the strength of Jiao Gui seems to be no less than that of Suzaku. If the senior is his contemporary,
You should have heard of it."
"impossible!"
Xuanwu shook his head decisively: "Under the Holy Lord, apart from Qilin, the four of us are the strongest! If we are of the same era, there is no way anyone can compete with us!"
Looking at Xuanwu's firm eyes, Su Han was shaken in his inner thoughts for a moment.
The changes of the times have led to the emergence of more powerful people, and Xuanwu has been here all year round, so I don’t know?
"May I ask, senior, how long have you been here?" Su Han asked.
"how long……"
Xuanwu's eyes flashed with memories: "After the reincarnation of the Holy Lord, we dispersed. I followed the Holy Lord's holy body and came here, and never left for a moment. The Holy Lord asked me how many years it was. I really remember.
It’s unclear.”
Su Han was silent for a long time.
Finally, he said: "Senior, since you have determined that I am your Holy Lord, why are you so anxious to let me merge with this arm?"
Xuanwu froze on the spot: "The Holy Lord's arm, the Holy Lord is fused with it, isn't this what it should be?"
These words made Su Han's eyes twitch and feel ashamed!
He is used to judging others with evil intentions, so he asks this question.
But Xuanwu's rhetorical question made him blush, and he didn't know how to answer.
"well……"
Xuanwu sighed again: "Why should the Holy Lord be so cautious? Are you the owner of this arm? You should have sensed it the moment you arrived."