Chapter 234

Zhao La Yue was stunned and said, "what's the matter?"

Gu Qing and Yuan Qu also looked at a loss.

De se se looked at them helplessly and said, "although practice is important, can you care a little about the major events in the practice world?"

Zhao Layue thought that according to Dao Sheng, the snow country should not invade the south in a hundred years. The underworld has been quiet in recent years. What's the big deal?

"Su ziye didn't know what was wrong with his mind. He left Lengshan and went to Yizhou. As a result, he met an assassin in the restaurant. The assassin disguised himself as a whore..."

Desser explained the assassination in detail.

Gu Qing and Yuan Qu looked at each other and were surprised because Zhao Layue listened very carefully.

De se se thought about the exquisite layout and ruthlessness of the assassination. He couldn't help feeling cold and said with emotion: "no, Lao Lin is really terrible."

"Is he dead?"

Zhao Layue seldom shows interest in someone.

She had heard the name suziye many years ago.

It is said that the cultivation talent of the young master of Xuanyin sect is extremely exaggerated. It is even said that luohuainan is not as good as him.

"I don't know. According to the situation at that time, he should be dead, but no one has found the body so far," Desser said

The cave became quiet and the atmosphere was strange.

Luo Huainan and Su ziye are the two strongest of the young generation in the spiritual world, one good and one evil.

Who would have thought that they were all assassinated.

One is dead, the other is dead.

This is indeed a very touching thing.

Desser thought that the strange atmosphere in the cave came from this, but he didn't know that Zhao Layue, Gu Qing and Yuanqu thought much more than this.

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The southwest continent is a poor land with continuous mountains and rivers, sometimes rainstorms and sometimes droughts, extremely scarce production and sparsely populated.

In principle, this should be a quiet place that practitioners like, but the problem is that there is no spiritual pulse here, and the scenery is not very good.

Between the cliffs, a dark shadow is moving forward at an unimaginable speed. No matter how steep the stone wall is, it can't slow down the speed.

The dry branches were smashed, the wet moss was trampled into mud, and the mountain hawk that couldn't avoid was knocked away. The wine pot patted the man's leg and made a snap sound.

When he came to a dark forest, the man stopped, threw his companion to the ground, took off the wine pot and took two big mouthfuls before he began to breathe heavily.

The companion covered his head with a black cloth, sat up hard, leaned against the tree and said in a dumb voice, "give me two."

"You have been poisoned and drink fart wine!"

The man was very burly, with a beard on his face. Because he drank too quickly, the wine sprinkled on it, like dew.

His eyes were clean and looked like dew.

Second in the world, he Kan.

The man under the tree untied the black cloth and showed his face.

His face was green with a faint luster, just like hardened plaster. It looked very strange, like a ghost.

He Kan looked the same. He should have seen more.

The man's voice was very hoarse, as if his vocal cord had been cut with a knife: "this poison has treated me so badly. Is it still short of those two mouthfuls of wine?"

He Kan's eyes were dim. He recognized his companion's meaning and threw the wine pot in the past.

The man took the wine pot and drank two mouthfuls. Although he said freely, he drank very carefully. He didn't spill any wine, which seemed elegant.

"I don't know if there are any assassins from Bu Laolin nearby. I only know that no one is willing to help you except me."

He Kan was a little angry and said, "if you make more friends like me, why do you fall into this situation."

The man smiled and said, "if you have a friend, you're called a cult disciple?"

He Kan didn't bother to pay attention to him and said, "Baotong Buddhist temple is relatively close to here."

The man said, "don't forget that I am the young master of Xuanyin sect."

It turned out that he was su ziye.

"Your father was possessed and paralyzed for many years. Now that you have an accident, it should be difficult for him to protect himself."

He Kui mocked and said, "Xuanyin sect is already owned by others. You are still a little Lord."

Su ziye thought for a moment and said, "what you said is reasonable."

"What's the poison in you?" He Xuan asked with a frown.

You should know that ordinary poisons are difficult for practitioners, not to mention Xuanyin sect is best at all kinds of magic skills and strange poisons.

"I can feel that one kind of poison is corpse locust. No, Lao Lin seems to know the skill of Xuanyin sect very well, but someone else should add some spices."

Su ziye said, "it doesn't matter. The key is that the Assassins' means are really great. No, Lao Lin is really powerful."

He Kan asked, "no, why did Lao Lin kill you?"

Su ziye said, "many people in the cold mountain don't like me. Those old guys in the pie have long wanted me to die, not to mention you decent people. There are many people who can afford the price. How do I know who it is."

He Kan was a little angry and said, "knowing that so many people want you to die, you are so careless that you appear in Yizhou alone." Su ziye didn't answer his question. He closed his eyes and began to rest. He said, "get me some barbecue." He Kan's footsteps sounded and went away into the distance. Su ziye's face was slightly twisted, like green leaves kneaded together, looking very painful. He didn't open his eyes. There was darkness in front of me. What lights up the darkness is a campfire. Last year, the flames of the campfire were tens of feet high, illuminating the dark canyon. This is the ancestor worship ceremony of Xuanyin sect. A young man came out of nowhere and wanted to challenge him. The young man was badly wounded by him and escaped. His vigilance did not relax. Because the young man used the most authentic Xuanyin magic skill. The ancient flavor with the meaning of years is so clear. He also remembered clearly that the eyes of those old friends lit up at that time. He wants to find out what's going on. So after knowing the whereabouts of the young man, he did not hesitate to leave Lengshan and come to Yizhou. To keep it a secret, he didn't bring any of his subordinates. Now I think that clue is naturally false. No, Lao Lin gave it to him on purpose. He could clearly feel the toxin flowing in the meridians, slowly eroding the body, and was close to the devil fetus. At that moment he will die. The young man should have returned to Lengshan by this time and was regarded as the master by those old friends in the sect. What about the father? Is he dead by this time? Or will it be more miserable than today to be humiliated but want to die? I wish it was the latter. Su ziye thought so, listening to the sound of footsteps, slowly opened his eyes. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.