Xuan Huan: My exercises will be self-cultivated

Su Boqiang stared blankly, thinking that he had never seen such a spectacular scene in his whole life, and immediately doubted life.

In addition, the father and son also looked like him, and they nodded in agreement after listening to Su Baiqiang's words.

Su Baiyi is a little tired. Although this is cool, it will cost a lot. His spiritual power is almost exhausted now.

Ever since the Good Fortune gong disappeared, Su Baiyi felt that his masculinity had vanished into thin air. He was fast and not strong, and he became weak within a few strokes!

Squatting on the ground and looking at the bloody man, Su Baiyi let out a long breath, seeing that he was still breathing, and there was a blood bubble on his nostril, which became bigger and smaller with the rhythm of his breathing.

"Come on, let's talk, where are you from?"

"My lord...we...we are just nearby mountain... bandits..."

"what!"

"Speak well, don't force me to do it again, I think there is a kindness in heaven to spare your life, don't be shameless!"

"My lord...we...really..."

"what!"

He was about to cry, what evil did he do to suffer such catastrophe? When he came here, he clearly swore that he would never treat him badly. After all, he took out so many spirit stones. Unexpectedly, he hit a ghost. !
He also said that he would send some high-level officials to join him, but since he entered Chishui City, he has never seen any bullshit high-level officials. Now he is extremely suspicious whether his group has offended someone and intentionally messed with himself!
Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Su Baiyi broke one of his fingers. Now this man's left hand is not as good as a chicken's claw. Thoughts and angles are different.

"My lord... I said..."

Hearing this, Su Baiyi got closer again, the man's aura became weaker and weaker, and he couldn't hear it clearly unless he listened carefully.

"We were originally bandits from the southern border. Three years ago, a group of people in black came to us and gave us a very magical medicine, which they called 'Red Pill'."

"After we ate it, we became monks in the supernatural realm directly from the physical state. Since then, we have been under their command and dispatch. We usually live in remote mountains with few people, and we will be dispatched when necessary." .”

"A while ago, the people above said that there was a big operation. Everyone was dispatched to hide in the whole Tianlan country, and the territory was divided according to the strength. The task given to us is to control the Su family and wait for further instructions."

After listening to him talking for a long time, Su Baiyi finally heard it all, and the 'red pill' he said was probably made by that red jade, just like everyone else.

"Then who are they and how do you usually contact them?"

"My lord, I really don't know about this. Every time they cover their faces, they come and go without a trace, and the contact is always one-sided. My status is low, and I don't know anything more."

After finishing speaking, there was a sudden sound from the neck, and the head turned 180 degrees to look at the ceiling, and the eyes were about to burst.

There is no value anymore, Su Baiyi will definitely not let him go so easily, or the same sentence, the dead are the least threatening.

Facing the mess on the floor, the few remaining people in the hall were a little silent. The scourge of extermination in the past can be easily solved by playing with someone else, and this person is still the one I despised the most in the past.

Clapping his hands, Su Baiyi came in front of them without any emotion in his eyes.

"Okay, I'll help you with what you asked me to do. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first. Oh, by the way, our yard is still there. I want to take my mother's things away."

"Oh, ah! Of course, it's just that, Baiyi, the second master didn't thank you well. I'll have someone clean up this place later. Let's go outside. The second master hasn't seen you for so long, so I miss you a little."

Seeing the face of this old thing now, Su Baiyi wanted to clean up with him, but so what, the past is like a cloud of smoke, gone forever, if people live in the past, there will be no good tomorrow , besides, it's not a big deal.

"No need, my trip is just at the behest of my father to come back and take away my family's things. It's just a matter of helping you. I just happen to be investigating these people."

After finishing speaking, Su Baiyi turned and left, but turned around after walking two steps.

"By the way, from now on, the Su family will still be the Su family, and the Su mansion will still be the Su mansion. We didn't think about coming back since we moved out, so you don't have to worry about trouble. Well, that's it, if you have nothing to do Just get busy, this mess will take a while to clean up."

After the matter, he brushed off his clothes, leaving no leaves on his body, Su Baiyi didn't want to have anything else to do with them at all.

Looking at his back, the three grandparents and grandchildren were a little bit perplexed, standing where they were, not knowing what to say.

"This child, it seems that he still refuses to forgive us. In the past, we were the ones who did too much."

"Father, what's the use of talking so much? Could it be that you expect him to be our umbrella? I can't guess what you're thinking. Don't be wishful thinking. This kid just beat Baitan yesterday, so he just No way we are family!"

"shut up!"

Su Baiqiang was trembling from his angry beard, and it took a long time for Su Baiyao to help him calm down.

"Oh, what a crime I have committed. I was inferior to him in every way before my eldest brother was alive, and the same is true for future generations. I will always lose to him. Even if you try to win me a little bit, I won't humble myself like a junior!"

Su Baiyi can't hear all the quarrels among them, and he doesn't need to listen.

For "him", the last knot in his heart has already dissipated, even if it is his father's knot, Su Baiyi feels that it can be over, why should he never forget that life is too short.

Came to the familiar courtyard, where he lived when he was a child, when his grandfather was still alive, but unfortunately, since his mother left, his father fell into a slump, and his grandfather passed away not long after.

Pushing open the door, a smell of old dust penetrated into his nostrils, very irritating, making him dizzy.

Entering the small courtyard, the main hall stands in front of you. Grandpa used to live there. To the east is the house of the three of them. In the northeast corner is the kitchen. Every morning, grandpa and father would go in for a cup of morning tea.

The west wing is a guest room, but few people come to it, even before it was often vacant, and then it became a study on the spot.

Pushing open the door of the east room, memories flooded in like a flood, bits and pieces of the past resurfaced like bits and pieces. He hadn't remembered many things from the past, but he still remembered some impressive scenes.