After cultivating the ruthless way, I became a black moonlight

Yun Chen immediately pursed the corners of his mouth, and this time even his eyes showed some displeasure, "You go to a safe place."

Su Zhuo shook his head, "Master, otherwise it will be too late, neither Bai Wu nor Shen Xiaotian can be released."

Yun Chen still said, "You go to a safe place."

"I can't deal with the white mist, I can only deal with the demons one or two."

"You go to a safe place."

"..."

Su Zhuo raised his head and took a deep look at Yun Chen. He suddenly couldn't understand why his master was so persistent. Was it because he cared about himself?Is it because he is his disciple?Or because of other reasons?

At this moment, Su Rumu who was next to him said, "I'm still here, his father isn't dead yet!"

This sentence was directed at Yun Chen, and now Su Rumu disliked Yun Chen more and more, and brought his son with him all day long, as if his son was Yun Chen's own.

Thinking of this, Su Rumu became angry, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

He thought that Su Zhuo was almost an adult, and he had studied at Jianfeng for a few years, and it was almost time for him to leave his teacher and go home.

To save Yun Chen from chasing after his son all day long, the majestic Sword Master would not be ashamed to say it, he never chased Su Zhuo around every day!

Su Rumu hugged Nanfengling, and for the first time, the always refined man seemed a little unhappy.

Only then did Su Zhuo look over, "Father, hurry up and evacuate the monks in the secret territory, we must not let Bai Wu and Shen Xiaotian escape, this is our responsibility."

After finishing speaking, Su Zhuo immediately turned over with the Xiaguang sword and jumped down. Yun Chen originally reached out to grab it, but Su Zhuo's sword qi crossed it.

The sword energy leaped over Yun Chen's cheek and cut off a few strands of his hair, the meaning was already very obvious.

Originally, Yun Chen wanted to go there, but found that the white mist had wandered to the exit, and he was about to rush out of the Tianlin Secret Realm with the flow of people.

But after a while, Yun Chen made a choice. He sacrificed the cold light sword in his hand. A white light from the cold light sword shot into the clouds, and then it got stuck at the exit with a whoosh sound, and sealed it with layers of sword energy, forbidding anyone people go out.

The monks at the exit could vaguely hear the curses.

After finishing all this, Yun Chen immediately jumped down to pick up Su Zhuo.

In his eyes, Su Zhuo is more important than everything here, whether it is Bai Wu or the monster Shen Xiaotian, they are not half as good as Su Zhuo, he can no longer just watch Su Zhuo leave him, just like in that dream.

He watched Su Zhuo being sent home amidst countless gossip and rumors, and when he rushed out from the retreat, it was the scene where the other party's soul was gone.

He couldn't take it.

On Su Zhuo's side, he had just landed on the ground, and before he could stand still, a large cloud of black air came from behind him. He turned over to avoid it, and then stood on an old tree, but the black air rushed to the old tree. In the blink of an eye, this century-old tree was completely eroded by the black air, leaving only the wreckage on the ground.

"Senior Brother Su, you're here." Shen Xiaotian slowly came out from the side, the lines on his face seemed to be a little deeper, and the face was somewhat unrecognizable, only the blackness still seeped through his body.

Su Zhuo knew that he was not his opponent. In fact, there were some things that could only be understood by the presence of the two of them.

"You want to kill me?" Su Zhuo asked.

Shen Xiaotian seemed to hear something funny, "If I wanted to kill Senior Brother Su, Senior Brother would have died long ago."

"You said that coming to Yuanxianzong is for me, why?"

"Senior brother Su, are you delaying time?" Shen Xiaotian took a step forward, but after only one step, Su Zhuo felt an indescribable feeling coming from Shen Xiaotian, which made him very uncomfortable.

The descendants of the four major families are naturally resistant to the demons, not only because he is uncomfortable, it is estimated that Shen Xiaotian will only feel more uncomfortable than him.

The two sides are like fire and water, incompatible until death.

"You have to let me die to understand." Su Zhuo said without emotion.

He had died once, so he cherished his life very much. At the same time, he felt that the matter of his rebirth was not so simple, as if there was a divine will in the dark.

Moreover, Shen Xiaotian must know more than him, at least Shen Xiaotian came for him from the beginning.

"Senior brother, I won't kill you, follow me, no one will dare to bully you in the future." Shen Xiaotian licked his lips, and smiled softly, "Senior brother, I know who you hate, but not everyone It’s over, don’t be afraid, come here, okay? I won’t hurt you.”

He said, and took out the sapphire from his arms, then raised his hand to hand it to Su Zhuo.

His expression was a bit obsessed, and there was also a bit of indescribable piety, but this feeling made Su Zhuo extremely uncomfortable.

So he raised the Xiaguang sword with his backhand, "You know what I have experienced, and you are the same as me, the one who returned?"

He asked very straightforwardly, and even he more or less knew that Shen Xiaotian must have known about the previous life, otherwise the various hints in the previous words would not have been so obvious.

Whether Yun Chen knew he didn't know, but judging from the reaction, Yun Chen probably knew a thing or two, but he was not sure yet.

So far Su Zhuo knows, only Shen Xiaotian knows, Yun Chen is to be determined, his father doesn't seem to know, the others are no different.

If it was just that, Su Zhuo felt that it would be much easier.

Wuqingdao is moving crazily, keeping Su Zhuo in a more rational state, otherwise he doesn't know what he will do at this moment.

Shen Xiaotian looked at Su Zhuo, and seemed to have noticed his strangeness. He narrowed his eyes, as if thinking of something, "Is it the ruthless way? The Su family's ruthless way? Brother, you actually switched to the ruthless way?"

With Shen Xiaotian's current strength, it's not difficult to see his kung fu with just a bit of true energy.

But what makes Su Zhuo strange is how does Shen Xiaotian know that the Su family has a ruthless way?

"What do you mean?" Su Zhuo looked a little surprised.

Shen Xiaotian thought for a while, and seemed to be trying hard to remember, "I don't remember clearly, but I seem to have seen it."

Su Zhuo's hand holding the Xiaguang sword moved slightly, "Have you seen the Su family's ruthless way?"

How is it possible, this exercise has been kept in the family's Linglong Pagoda, only the Patriarch and the young Patriarch can enter, if Shen Xiaotian has seen it, then Shen Xiaotian is probably still from the Su family.

It's impossible!

Shen Xiaotian shook his head, and wrote lightly, "I don't remember, there is no need to remember unimportant things."

After finishing speaking, he slowly came towards Su Zhuo, step by step, every time he took a step, Su Zhuo had to take a step back, he clenched the Xiaguang Sword tightly, but was still oppressed by Shen Xiaotian's overwhelming coercion, Every move became very difficult.

This is the absolute suppression of the strong, vulnerable to a single blow in the face of absolute strength.

"Brother Su, don't be afraid of me. I'm just too lonely. I want to take you back with me. Can you accompany me? It's too dark there—" he said, slowly reaching out to Su Zhuo .

Su Zhuo clenched the Xiaguang sword tightly, thinking of stabbing it out in the next second.

But the accident happened faster than him. Countless white mist suddenly enveloped the two of them, and soon the white mist blurred their figures.

However, Shen Xiaotian's expression changed, he rushed towards Su Zhuo, "Senior Brother Su, catch me!"

He yelled, and then went forward but missed, the white mist was very thick, but he could not see his fingers in the blink of an eye, Shen Xiaotian stood in the center of the white mist, his face was very ugly, and countless black spots ran out of him Qi, black air and white mist are entangled with each other, it seems that no one will let the other.

But the white mist is still better, the white mist is misty, it contains everything, but it seems to swallow everything.

But Su Zhuo quickly turned around and avoided when Shen Xiaotian pounced, he knew that the white mist was too weird, so he didn't dare to stay in it for a long time, and immediately walked quickly in a straight line, wanting to run out of the white mist.

He walked quickly, but soon he heard another footstep that didn't belong to him, following closely behind him like a shadow.

Almost subconsciously, Su Zhuo stopped, holding the Xiaguang sword tightly with his right hand, but then, the footsteps behind him also stopped, as if they had never been heard.

In the white mist, Su Zhuo couldn't see anything clearly, he lowered his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, he hurriedly stepped forward and took a few steps.

"Da da da--"

The same footsteps sounded behind him again, Su Zhuo stopped immediately, but the footsteps also stopped.

This strange feeling made Su Zhuo's brows twitch, he naturally knew that something was following him, but in this white mist, even if he looked back, he could only see a vast expanse of white mist.

What is this white mist?

Who will he meet in this white mist?

Su Zhuo stood there for a long time this time, for a long time, so long that it seemed to have gone through decades, but it seemed to be just a moment.

The next moment, Su Zhuo moved, he turned around and slashed a sword qi, the sword qi went forward without touching anything.

As if it was just his illusion just now, there is still nothing behind him, only this thick white mist.

But Su Zhuo didn't believe it, he didn't believe that this white mist was just an ordinary white mist.

He waited for a while, and the surroundings were extremely quiet, as if he could even hear his breathing, as if he was the only one in the world.

This feeling is not good, it makes him feel like he has returned to the days and nights of his previous life in Jianfeng, he was always alone, when he looked up at the sky full of stars, he was alone, as if he had been abandoned by the whole world.

"call--"

A shallow breathing sound came from behind him, and Su Zhuo stabbed back with his sword, but he couldn't hit anything.

Su Zhuo looked around, but there was still a white fog in his eyes.

No, he can't panic, once he panics, he can't get out.

So Su Zhuo closed his eyes and felt everything around him with his spiritual sense. There was no one on the east side, no one on the west side, no one on the south side, and no one on the north side——

"call--"

It was the sound of breathing again, in the north!

Almost without any hesitation, Su Zhuo stabbed with the sword, the sword energy cut something, and then the surrounding became quiet again.

Su Zhuo still didn't open his eyes. Vision is not very useful now, hearing and touch are the most important. He feels everything around him, and then slowly walks forward, walking straight all the way, with brisk steps, as if I want to get out of this white fog quickly.

At this moment, suddenly a hand was placed on his arm, and then he was pulled violently into his arms, Su Zhuo was pulled slightly unstable, and crashed straight into the somewhat cold embrace.

A deep and persistent voice sounded, and he shouted in a low voice:

"Su Zhuo..."

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