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A steady drizzle.

Su Qingjing stood under the umbrella, motionless and silent, as if she had become a statue of a god, with her hands folded and her sleeves rolled up.

He is waiting, and everyone is waiting. He does not speak, and no one dares to speak. No one dares to speak, no one dares to make a sound to break the silence in the rain.

Even his breath was gone, and his complexion was pale and green, as if he had become a ghost.

As time went by, the rain gradually increased from light to heavy, from heavy to light, and then to heavy again. The heavy rain crackled, and the raindrops were like beans, which hit the ground and stirred up layers of mist.

At this time, Su Qing finally spoke.

"Go inside and get out of the rain!"

When he said this, his words were as soft as a gust of wind passing by. He was talking to the people in the martial arts community who were standing in the rain, soaking, suffering and enduring, and he was also talking to Ye'er who was holding an umbrella next to him.

"It's getting colder and colder today. It's not good to get wet!"

Su Hongxin said again.

Ye'er's lips moved, but he still held an umbrella and walked away from Su Qing. In an instant, he saw that the raindrops that fell on Su Qing's head only fell within a foot of his head.

The countercurrent flows outward, like a waterfall rewinding and the rain falling on the day. The rain coming from the surroundings rushes up to meet each other, and turns into dust, just like a hazy mist.

At the moment when the paper umbrella moved away, Su Hongxin's eyes that had been slightly lowered suddenly raised, and his thick and curved eyelashes trembled. The rain curtain in front of him shattered like rags.

Su Qing's face finally showed a smile.

"Found it!"

After saying that, he raised his right foot forward, then raised and lowered it. He looked ordinary, but his figure turned into a wisp of smoke, pulled up from the ground, slowly rose into the air, and landed on the crown of a tree.

? His eyes looked lightly in the direction he had been looking at before.

"Hey!"

A quick shout.

"Where to escape!"

Is there a fight over there? A fierce fight.

There was a chill.

Su Qing sighed "Alas". Did he sigh calmly? Sigh calmly.

Because? In the rain curtain in the distance, on the cornices and brackets in the corner of the field of vision, there is also a person climbing up and looking into the distance. Looking towards him, it is an old man. He is over sixty years old, but a hair has been missing for several days, but has completely changed.

White is dyed white, white clothes are better than snow? But his eyes are black? They are as black as ink, and the whites of his eyes are not visible, and the scimitar in his hand is also black, like a demon.

Gong Ziyu.

He didn't escape? Alone.

Su Qing's eyes flickered, and suddenly he said in a low voice: "Come back? You are no longer his opponent!"

Xiao Siwu, who was waiting to kill Gong Ziyu in the distance, felt reluctant to hear the words, but for some reason? Looking at the old man, he felt an indescribable throbbing in his heart.

Just because when they found the old man, there were piles of messy and scattered clothes at his feet. These clothes were all complete, but the people wearing these clothes could not be seen.

Xiao Siwu naturally thought of what Su Qing had told him before, that he trusted the leader of the Demon Cult and knew the evil skill of sucking human blood with one hand, and he suddenly understood.

When I looked at the clothes all over the floor again, I couldn't help but feel horrified.

"It seems that I, the Bodhisattva, will also do this act of slaying demons today!"

Laughter came like the wind. Looking back, I saw a man in green clothes and white hair under the rain. He looked like a peerless flying fairy, coming under the rain.

When he said the word "look", he just raised his foot, and then the word "yao" fell. He was already twenty or thirty feet away. When the word "le" fell again, it was already flying like smoke. Shi Shiran rested on the other side.

Above the eaves corner.

Of course, the person who came was Su Qing, the leader of the "Qinglong Club" who now dominates the world and is proud of the world. Looking at the world, he is the only one.

"Who is the devil?"

Gong Ziyu asked with great interest.

Su Qing smiled faintly and took out his hands from his sleeves. He first lightly waved his delicate right hand to signal everyone to step back. Then he spoke and asked: "Is it important?"

It really doesn't matter. When they are in this situation, this kind of martial arts has already gone beyond the worldly knowledge of right and wrong, good and evil, and has also broken away from the so-called rules. And rules are always only used to restrain the weak. How can the strong have rules?

, what are the rules? Beings like the two of them who have countless lives and lives in their hands are the rules.

Gong Ziyu stood in the rain, looking at the people looking across the street. He felt an inexplicable sigh, loneliness, and surprise in his heart. He was amazed by his opponent. He was born into a noble family, and his martial arts aptitude was extremely talented.

, which is rare in the world, and the fame and wealth that ordinary people seek and even work hard for throughout their lives, he is born with and obtains, and he is born standing on the top of the mountain, overlooking the vast rivers and lakes.

People say that Xie Xiaofeng is the only one in the world, but he doesn't believe it and is even more dissatisfied. When a man is born in this world, if he doesn't seek to be number one, his life will be in vain. He doesn't accept it from anyone, not even the nine-five-year-old man in the imperial city takes it seriously.

There; maybe there once was Bai Yujing, the person who taught him martial arts, cultivated his scheming, and single-handedly supported him. Unfortunately, this person was a loser.

But now, looking at the person in front of him, he had an illusion for no reason. It seemed that it was natural for Bai Yujing to lose to this person.

And now, will he also be defeated at the hands of this person?

Su Qing glanced at the clothes scattered on the ground. These clothes were for men and women, old and young, and the styles were all different. However, he guessed that these people should all be members of the Demon Cult.

"Okay, not only are you better at martial arts than Bai Yujing, you are also crueler than him. You didn't even let your own men go!"

Gong Ziyu smiled gently. "My subordinates are just subordinates after all. If I defeat you, there will be countless people in the world crying and rushing to be my subordinates. But if I lose, they will

Man is not a hozen that falls down from a tree

To break up is to add insult to injury. Compared with the two, smart people will probably choose the former. As a human being, as long as you can survive, then everyone else will just die. It doesn't seem to be that important!"

Su Qing nodded thoughtfully, as if she had thought about it seriously, and then smiled and said: "That makes sense!"

The two of them were separated by a rain curtain. At some point, Su Qing's body was covered with rain and mist, gathering like beads, soaking his hair and clothes, because he no longer wanted to waste any more of his own energy.

In terms of skill, the man in front of him, this man who would not hesitate to kill all his own men in order to win, already had the strength that he could take seriously.

"Oh? You think it makes sense too?"

Young Master Yu nodded and smiled.

"nature."

Su Qing responded with a smile.

While he was laughing, he turned around and walked with his hands behind his back, raised his feet and took a step forward. He was already an astonishing four or five feet away, his body seemed to be moving across the air, only flickering in the rain, as if it were a ghost or a fairy.

The Dharma is undoubtedly shocking and unparalleled in the world.

Gong Ziyu followed closely behind, and he also turned around. The two of them walked in the same direction across a street.

"I have to say, I do admire you a little!"

He said as he walked.

"admire?"

Su Qing walked in the rain, seemingly interested.

Gong Ziyu smiled and said: "You can go from nothing to where you are today step by step. I am afraid that no matter who knows it, they will have to express their admiration. No matter how amazing and talented the person is, they will be eclipsed in front of you!"

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Su Qing was also laughing. After hearing these words, he pondered for a while and then said softly: "Haha, there is nothing we can do about it. From the beginning, it was just to survive, but in the end you will find that

If you want to truly live and live well, you can only climb up step by step until you reach the top and stand at the top!"

"However, it seems that even if you really reach the top, you still won't be able to avoid trouble and these endless grievances!"

The war was about to begin, and if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have known that the two rivals were chatting like good friends about anything.

Gong Ziyu was silent for a moment and then said:

"Yes, this is Jianghu!"

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"Rumble..."

The rain was getting heavier, and the turbid waves were rolling on the Yellow River, and the water was splashing into the sky. The waves rose and fell like thunder and thunder, and there was a roaring sound, like a battle formation charging, and the people who heard it were frightened.

On this day, I saw two figures, white and white, floating from the distant horizon, like two wisps of smoke and mist, erratic.

However, before the figure arrives, the energy has already arisen.

The heavy rain, which was originally a torrential downpour, suddenly spread to both sides like a bead curtain, and the water vapor dispersed, leaving the world in a state of confusion.
Chapter completed!