When Yuwen Xin suddenly heard this sentence, it was still the supreme sound of the demon. The sound of the demon was poured into his ears, causing his true energy to turbulent. The strip of cloth that he stuffed into his ears was shattered, and his cheeks were chilling, which was blood.

If someone sees Yuwen Xin now, he will find that his ears are bleeding.

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Su Ji walked into the crowd, and a big man held an axe and slashed at Su Ji's face. Then the axe turned around. He actually used his hand to hold the handle of the axe and chop off his head.

A man stabbed Su Ji with an iron spear, but the iron spear finally stabbed into the heart of his companion beside him.

Another person smashed the head of the person holding the gun with an iron hammer to pieces.

The person who uses a hammer has his neck cut off by the person who has a knife next to him.

The person who used the sword hit the tip of the sword of his companion beside him, and the sword hit the lower abdomen.

And he also got a meteor dart in his forehead.

But no one knew that many of them had a silk of air wrapped around their weapons.

Su Ji felt that he was not killing people now, but being a puppet master, acting in a puppet show. He did not play joys and sorrows, but only interpreted life and death.

Then the people in the crowd looked at Su Ji as if they saw a demon.

Yes, only demons can do such things, which will make them involuntarily kill each other.

So some people began to yell wildly to vent their inner fears, and some people started to run away. With the first one, there was a second one and a third one...

They are all outlaws, which does not mean that they can cut off their fears or fears of unknown things.

But no one really escaped because the cold and stiff arrows penetrated their bodies.

The arrow rains like flying locusts.

Zhuanyang still did not shoot the arrow out, and Su Ji was still fifty steps away.

No matter how the outside world changes, he is focused on Su Ji.

As solid as a rock, unshakable.

Su Ji stopped thirty-five steps away from him, and the surroundings were empty because no one dared to approach him, even though Su Ji still did not open his eyes.

He whispered: "Shoot the arrow, or you won't have a chance."

Chuanyang was unmoved. Su Ji took another step forward and his arrow would shoot out, but Su Ji did not.

At this point, Su Ji stopped.

When wearing poplars, it feels like a thorn in the throat.

Su Ji did not do it deliberately. He just now will naturally occupy the right time and place. In the sorcerer's terms, Su Ji has always occupied auspicious positions, and his opponents will most likely be in the bad position.

He doesn't understand Feng Shui when he passes Yang, but he feels bad in his heart. His current situation is very bad.

He knew that Su Ji had another sword, but the problem was that Su Ji did not show the sword from beginning to end.

There are rumors in Beijing that Su Ji is terrible, but how terrible he is always confusing.

Chuanyang was also confused at this time.

His spirit was not relaxed at all, and even every hair on Su Ji's face was clearly visible. Then Su Ji slowly opened his eyes, and was shocked by Yang's penis.

Because Su Ji did not have black eyes in his eyes.

They were pale eyes, and just one glance made people feel infinitely terrified.

Then he chilled his throat, and he did not shoot the arrow in his hand.

The strength of the arm disappeared rapidly, the bowstring slowly loosened back, and the arrow branches fell weakly.

Su Ji had already arrived beside him and leaned over gently.

"I've given you a chance, what else can I say."

Her lips moved slightly, and finally said something, "Your eyelashes are very long."

He once liked a girl with long eyelashes, but where is she now? Oh, she is married. If life can be repeated, he will never take a bow or arrow.

Su Ji's warm palm gently brushed through Chunyang's eyes, allowing him to close his eyes.

The people from the temple disappeared, and Su Ji knew that they were walking through the sewer.

It's hard for anyone to find them.

Shendu's drainage system is very developed and has great connections. Without a map, you can't shuttle freely below.

To obtain the construction map of the capital of God, one must have an extremely noble identity.

At this time, arrows outside were like locusts, and a person fell down.

The most elite soldiers of the Jin Dynasty were dispatched, and most of the people who came to assassinate Su Ji tonight could not escape. It is worth mentioning that the gangs in the capital will also suffer heavy losses in this battle. The Xia family's underground forces that had been operating in Shendu for many years will also be uprooted after this battle.

Just let Su Ji take some risks and let the power of Shendu reshuffle the cards. This is a happy situation. Even the North and South Dukes can completely plunge their roots into Shendu, and since then there have been countless ears, eyes and mouthpieces.

Even if something happened to Su Ji, it was worth it in the eyes of nobles.

Princess Nankang's Mansion will also be a vested interest.

The result is the best now, because nothing happened to Su Ji.

But Su Ji was unhappy.

He walked towards Tianjin Bridge without swords.

When Zhao Zixing saw Su Ji, Su Ji had already stepped onto the bridge.

There is a plum tree next to the bridge with flower buds on it.

Su Ji broke a plum tree, and the buds bloomed, as if they were immortal. This was just the innate true energy that stimulated the vitality of the plum tree.

Su Ji's wrist shook and plum blossoms fell one after another.

The plum branch is a sword and assassinates Zhao Zi.

With just one move and one move, there are endless changes.

"Plum blossoms fall in Jiangcheng in May!"

This is the best sword technique of the Qingwei Sect. This move will never end in practice.

Zhao Zixing's shoulders, knees, and wrists were all bleeding.

Finally, the plum branches were cut off one by one and fell into the Luo River.

Zhao Zixing leaned against the bridge railing and looked at Su Ji, and said, "It's really you, uncle."

Su Ji's eyes had not dissipated yet, but he just squatted in front of Zhao Zixing and said calmly: "Zixing, you have changed."

Zhao Zixing said: "Uncle Master, everyone will change, everything will change, and this is what you taught me."

Su Ji said: "But there must be a reason to tell me, what did you experience some time ago?"

Zhao Zixing said: "Uncle Master, you know, Zhilan and Yushu are both called Zhilan, but in fact, Zhilan actually grows under the roots of Yushu. Zhilan relies on the jade trees to shelter from wind and rain, and absorb the nutrition of Yushu, so it grows so gorgeous. Yushu never lets Zhilan down, but Zhilan will always let Yushu down."

Su Ji said: "Do you care about this?"

Zhao Zixing said, "I care, and I know you don't care. I know that as long as you like people, you don't care what you give to them. There is no one in the world who is more indifferent to fame and fortune than you."

Su Ji said: "If you want, you can do it too."

Zhao Zixing said: "But we have to live in this dirty world, right?"

Su Ji said: "The world is beautiful, and the dirty heart is the human heart."

Zhao Zixing said: "You always have your reasons, but you are a little bad."

"I know, I'm a soft-hearted person."

If Su Zisi, who was killed with a rolling eyes, was a soft-hearted person, I'm afraid no one would believe it.

This is indeed the case.

The railing behind Zhao Zixing broke, and he fell into the river.

There is a light boat on the river, like an arrow leaving the strings, carrying Zhao Zixing away.

Zhouzi is a woman in white.

Su Ji looked at the mist on the river surface, blocking his vision.

This is not the first time he has seen a woman in white.
Chapter completed!