The last trace of skylight has also fallen.

The sky is dark and the earth is dark.

But Di Qinglin was still stubborn, staring at that person, even though the drooping night curtain had covered the other person in the darkness. It was so dark that he could only see the outline of his figure, and it was so dark that only one pair of eyes remained.

A pair of glowing eyes.

But that face, that face that anyone who saw it would never forget, even if he just glanced at it, he would never admit it wrong, he remembered it very clearly.

Is this man not dead? Not actually dead?

impossible.

He immediately overturned this idea in his mind, because the other person was too young. Compared with him, he was so young that it was terrifying. He was so young that it made people jealous. He was always jealous of this man.

His hair has grown gray and wrinkles have grown, so why does he still look like that, as if there is no change from before?

How could this man who was neither alive nor dead and had disappeared without a trace for almost thirty years, still be so young?

Di Qinglin didn't believe it. He couldn't believe it and didn't want to believe it.

Shangguan Jinhong was suffering, and he was suffering. He always had an unspeakable fear in his heart towards this mysterious man, so they did not dare to seize the throne easily; but as time went by, people

We are old, no matter how amazing Su Qing is, in the end, his energy and blood will decline, his energy will be weak, his body will be weak, life will have its ups and downs, and when the other person goes downhill, by that time, even if he comes back to the world, it will be difficult.

The power of recovery.

Now, the time has come, Spring and Autumn Period comes again and again, and Di Qinglin is over fifty years old. He has absolute reasons to believe that Su Qing will only be older than him. Therefore, although he often thinks of this man, the more time passes, the more time passes.

The older he gets, the less he feels there is nothing to fear.

Because, he is at the peak of the sun, while the other party is at sunset, so why are they both there?

But now, this man's vibrant eyes tore all his thoughts to pieces one by one.

"I don't believe it!"

Di Qinglin was like an evil ghost that wanted to choose and devour anyone. His veins were bulging, his eyes were bulging, and there were lines of blood in his eyes. He was gnashing his teeth and hysterical as he spoke.

The sharp and hoarse voice echoed in the night wind, giving people goosebumps when listening to it.

The originally deserted and dilapidated Hou Mansion suddenly saw many ghost-like figures emerging from the shadowed corners. These people were all the confidants Di Qinglin had trained over the years.

There were more than twenty people, with all kinds of weapons in their hands. The cold light stirred up clear and trembling sounds in the wind, like clear springs and swords in the stream, and flying waterfalls.

I don't know when, a cold moon hung in the sky.

The moonlight is like frost and snow, falling like silver light.

Finally, the man standing on the eaves spoke, and his condescending gaze glanced past him. I don't know if it was the moon that shone into his eyes, or his eyes that reflected the moon. The light was so dazzling that it made people's hearts tremble.

"Look, you have forgotten who I am!"

The soft words were like gold hitting the ground, but they carried an indescribable weight and oppression.

Di Qinglin suddenly calmed down from a nervous state. He took a deep breath and said calmly: "No, I haven't forgotten!"

Su Qing said lightly: "Oh? Since I haven't forgotten, why don't you kneel down?"

If Di Qinglin's eyes were like those of an evil ghost that chooses people to devour, now, he is as calm as a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity to move, with an expressionless expression on his face: "Why are you kneeling?"

Su Qing loosened her arms and said softly: "Kneel down so that you can continue to have what I give you. If I don't give it to you, you can't take it away!"

Di Qinglin raised his head slightly. His face under the moonlight was extremely pale at this moment. The situation had reached such a point, but he opened his eyes wider. The outline of his stern facial features suddenly seemed a bit softer, and his nose said "Haha"

" He made a tone, as if he was laughing, mocking, laughing at Su Qing's ignorance and stupidity,

"That's fine!"

"For so many years, I have been thinking about competing with you again. Now that I think about it, when you are really old, what's the point? It's better to finish you completely while you are still in your glory!"

Su Qing said softly: "I will give you two choices like before, kneel down, or fall down!"

As if he heard some funny joke, Di Qinglin suddenly chuckled, shaking his shoulders with laughter, and finally burst out laughing, almost with tears in his eyes. "Do you think I have spent all these years in vain? Do you think you

Are you still the same person you were back then?”

Su Qing looked at his crazy look, narrowed his eyes and smiled:

"The general is defeated!"

Di Qinglin suddenly stopped smiling, and his eyes suddenly turned calm and cold.

He had lost once in his life, and that was to Su Qing, which became an obsession that he could not let go of in his life.

Without his instructions, under Di Qinglin's increasingly gloomy eyes, the more than twenty killers he had trained seemed to understand his thoughts, and surrounded Su Qing.

"Do you still remember what you asked me back then? To this day, I feel that I can sit in that seat and sit firmly!"

Su Qing's hands were hanging by her sides, and she was still holding two chopsticks in her right hand. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows and said softly, "You can give it a try!"

These plain words came out of his mouth, as if a powerful man was mocking a weak person for overestimating his own abilities. Di Qinglin was completely angered by Su Qing's casual eyes and tone.

"Choke!"

Under the moonlight, a ray of white light more than three feet long lit up like a silver bottle. It suddenly lit up and seemed to reach the sky. It flew straight and diagonally seven or eight feet from outside the front hall, like a flying star flying from the ground.

Once in the air, he pointed directly at Su Qing, who was standing alone on the eaves.

At the same time, the more than twenty killers are now taking action. They don't care whether Su Qing is the head of the dragon, not to mention that as long as Su Qing dies here, it doesn't matter.

In the moonlight, more than twenty figures with no faces but cold eyes were seen. They were like hungry wolves seeing fresh meat. They all plundered. Before the people arrived, there were already dozens of cold stars in their hands.

.

"Little trick!"

Su Qing didn't even look at the hidden weapons. With a flick of his finger, two chopsticks flew out and penetrated several people's ankles one after another. They disappeared into the dark night. He stared at the flying sword light with admiration in his eyes.

It seems that Di Qinglin's martial arts progress is not small. Not only is it not small, but it is also amazing. After all, if you want to elaborate, this person was already extraordinary back then. Now, after more than 20 years of hard training, his skills are probably the best in the world.

First-class, but unfortunately, he is also the old one.

The sword light came suddenly, like a divine sword coming from the west, pointing directly at the center of Su Qing's eyebrows.

"bite!"

Unexpectedly, there was a sudden clear cry, and the sword light suddenly stagnated. In front of the sword tip, two fingers were placed horizontally in the air. This shocking sword was actually caught by someone's flesh fingers.

Di Qinglin's face turned cold. Seeing this, he moved his sword horizontally, and the cold light on the sword rose sharply, like a poisonous snake spitting a message, and the rustling sound was so powerful that it actually broke the restraint, causing Su Qing to withdraw his fingers.

The sword body shook again, and as the cold light trembled, Su Qing immediately saw twenty-seven more sword lights in front of his eyes, swaying like a spiritual snake.

Su Qing raised his finger again. He raised his right finger and folded his left sleeve. The sword finger was in the air and clashed with the twenty-seven sword lights. The left sleeve was like holding the sun and the moon in the universe. The cuff floated and pocketed outward.

The hidden weapons that flew towards him were wiped out instantly.

Another flick of his sleeves, and with a swish sound, the hidden weapon Han Xing returned on its original path.

Everyone was facing a powerful enemy with ease, but unexpectedly, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Su Qing, who was fighting with Di Qinglin, suddenly took a deep breath like a whale, making a dull sound.

In Di Qinglin's surprise, Su Qing opened her lips and teeth, and suddenly a sharp and harsh howl came out of her mouth.

"Ah~"

With this sudden move, everyone suddenly felt that their minds were empty, as if they had been hit by a sap. Di Qinglin was the first to bear the brunt. He was in a trance. Although he broke free in an instant, the moment of distraction was enough to determine the outcome.

As soon as the sword force hesitated, a fleshy palm with unmatched power was used to counter his long sword. It was stronger than gold and stone and was not afraid of the sword. The long sword cracked with a "bang" and was broken inch by inch. The jade hand had no strength left.

To reduce, make a palm print on your chest.

Di Qinglin couldn't resist, and instantly fell from the roof, hitting the huge iron tripod. The rust and dust fell off from the shock, and a mouthful of blood flowed from his throat.

He fell to the ground in despair, and was about to get up when suddenly he saw a dark shadow falling in front of him, and his gentle words started to appear again.

"You are old!"

Su Qing rubbed a bloody opening on her fingertips and said again:
Chapter completed!