The Su Family's Enmity, I'll Repay!

Su Zimo arrived in Pingyang Town one after another.

Fearing to attract attention, Su Zimo asked Song Qi to collect the flying sword and followed him to Su Mansion.

The gate of the Su Mansion was closed tightly, Su Zimo's ears were very good, and he could vaguely hear the intermittent sobs in the mansion, and he was very familiar with it. It was Su Xiaoning.

Su Zimo frowned, stepped forward, pushing the door directly with both arms.

With a click, the beam behind the gate broke.

"who!"

Soon, more than a dozen guards wearing profound armor rushed out with red eyes and murderous aura. These people were stunned when they saw Su Zimo.

"Second Young Master?"

Su Zimo nodded, and walked towards the direction where the cry came from Song Qi.

Song Qi's eyes turned around these guards, secretly startled.

He can naturally feel that the murderous aura on these guards is very heavy, they are all honed on the battlefield, and they are not ordinary players.

Outside Su Hong's room, many people in the Su family were present, sitting or standing. Everyone had a sad expression. The surrounding atmosphere was extremely depressing and melancholy.

"Second Young Master is back." Uncle Zheng and others got up and said.

Su Zimo squinted his eyes and asked, "How about Big Brother?"

With worry in his eyebrows, Uncle Zheng shook his head and said, "Wait a minute, the eldest son is still in a coma."

Su Zimo's gaze flicked over the Su family, and he said in a deep voice, "As it is now, do you still want to conceal it?"

Everyone in the Su family looked at each other and sighed.

"My dad was originally Su Mu, Wuding Gong of the Kingdom of Yan, right." Su Zimo said lightly.

The expressions of the Su family changed, Uncle Zheng asked in astonishment: "Second Young Master, you..."

"Luo Tianwu looked for me."

Hearing these words, Uncle Zheng showed a stunned look in his eyes and sighed: "Luo Tianwu is not a kind person, he is a wolf, and he has always wanted to take advantage of the troubled times to become king. He has also sought out the eldest son and wanted to join forces, but was rejected by the eldest son. Yes. The Su family has enemies with King Yan, but the eldest son doesn't want to implicate the people of Yan country."

"Your father's military life, the Xuanjia iron cavalry under his command was famous all over the world, galloping on the frontiers, resisting foreign enemies, and never let the country of Yan lose half an inch of land. The general once made an oath to protect the people of the country of Yan throughout his life, so that the people will have a place to live. To avoid the suffering of the war, the eldest son inherited his father's will, and naturally refused to join hands with Luo Tianwu."

Speaking of this, Uncle Zheng has no intention of concealing it, and continued: "Over the years, the eldest son has often gone out. Under the cover of a horse dealer, he actually called the old Xuanjia division outside to train and wait for an opportunity to avenge him."

"How many people are there now?"

"Five thousand people!"

"Where are so many people hiding, how can they hide from the secret agents of Yan and Qi?" Su Zimo frowned.

Uncle Zheng said: "All are hidden in ghost villages near Yan Kingdom."

That village was slaughtered by grey wolves several decades ago. The chickens and dogs were not left, and the surroundings were deserted. No one dared to live there, and it became the best shelter.

Su Zimo thought for a while, and then asked: "Uncle Zheng had hinted before that the enemy of the Su family is a trainer, so what does it mean?"

"Just over ten years ago, there were a lot of gas-trainers in King Yan's city, guarding King Yan. The plan to assassinate King Yan could only be delayed. The eldest son was waiting for an opportunity, finally a month ago. , There should be news from Wangcheng that King Yan is going to hunt in the southern suburbs."

"The black armored cavalry can only exert its maximum power in a wide area. If the trainer is careless, it will die."

Su Zimo nodded.

The physical strength of the Qi Qi practitioner is similar to that of ordinary people. Once the two armies charge and kill each other, there will be a rain of arrows. The strength of a few Qi Qi practitioners alone will hardly affect the results, and may even die.

Uncle Zheng shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity that this assassination failed. King Yan is not only surrounded by a few qi practitioners, but dozens! Behind King Yan, there is a cultivation sect as a backer!"

Hearing this, Su Zimo's heart was shocked.

In the realm of cultivation, if you want to establish a sect, your suzerain must at least have the cultivation base to build a foundation.

Just listen to Uncle Zheng continuing to say: "Worrying that the target is too big, the eldest son only took more than a thousand mysterious armored knights and dispersed them into the city. As a result, he was besieged by dozens of air trainers in the southern suburbs and suffered heavy losses. The eldest son was seriously injured. Only a dozen people left behind from the mysterious armored cavalry fled back."

Song Qi walked up and said in a low voice, "Second Young Master Su, I have a pill for pill cultivation, which is very common in the realm of cultivation. It can be used to strengthen the foundation and cultivate the vitality, and the old man should be able to use it."

"Thanks." Su Zimo nodded.

Uncle Zheng said in a daze: "Body ailments are easy to treat, but heart ailments are difficult to treat. This failure has dealt a big blow to the eldest son."

"Huh?" Su Zimo frowned, and said, "My eldest brother is firm, so how can he become helpless because of a setback.

Uncle Zheng smiled lonely, and sighed: "Because the eldest son knows that if there is the support of the cultivation sect behind the King Yan, there is no hope for the Su family's hatred in this life. There is no more grief than death, probably...that's it."

"The eldest son is awake." At this moment, Liu Yu walked out of the room and said with a heavy expression.

As soon as I walked to the door, a strong pungent medicinal smell came over my face.

Su Zimo turned his eyes and looked at the head of the bed, and saw his elder brother Su Hong lying quietly on the bed, his injuries were extremely serious, and his breath of life became weaker and weaker.

"elder brother!"

Su Xiaoning, who was guarding Su Hong's bed, cried out and threw her head into Su Zimo's arms, crying loudly: "Big brother has been badly injured, brother, can you think of a way, OK?"

Su Zimo patted Su Xiaoning on the back, softly comforted a few words, and helped Su Xiaoning aside and came to Su Hong.

Su Hong's hair is gray, and just after he was standing, he is already old, his face is yellow, his lips are chapped, and his eyes are staring at the roof blankly, as if he has lost his soul.

White hair overnight, grief is no greater than death!

Seeing his eldest brother like this, Su Zimo felt cramps in his heart, his nose was sour, and tears appeared in his eyes.

The Su family is carrying a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred, but the eldest brother chooses to carry it down by himself!

Over the past sixteen years, this person has carefully protected his younger siblings, for fear that they would suffer a little bit of grievance, a little bit of injury, and keep his mouth tight, worrying about involving them.

For the past 16 years, what kind of life has this person been living alone with hatred?

In the past 16 years, has this person ever slept securely and steadily one night?

In the past sixteen years, this person has been living in hatred all the time. How much pain and torture is this for him?

"Big Brother..."

Su Zimo's lips trembled and shouted.

There has never been a moment when these two words came out of Su Zimo's mouth, as heavy as they are now.

Su Hong slowly turned his head, and his sluggish eyes stayed on Su Zimo's face for a long time, before he gradually gained a little glamour. The corners of his stiff mouth moved, squeezing out a smile, and whispered: "Zimo...you are back. "

Su Zimo knelt on the ground, stepped forward to hold Su Hong's cold palm, pressed his lips tightly, and forcibly resisted the tears in his eyes.

"Zimo, I won't make it." Su Hong sighed softly.

Hearing these words, Su Zimo couldn't help it anymore, tears rolled down, and his clothes were covered with tears.

This is the first time Su Zimo has cried in eighteen years.

Su Hong wanted to raise his arm to wipe away the tears from Su Zimo's face, but he didn't have any strength when he raised his arm halfway.

"Don't cry, don't cry, the man of the Su family only bleeds, not tears."

Su Zimo pulled up his sleeves, wiped away tears indiscriminately, and nodded.

"Zimo, after I die, you take Xiao Ning and Su family and leave here, as far as possible." Su Hong said.

Su Zimo lowered his head, remained silent, clenched his fists, his nails had been deeply digging into the flesh, and a trace of blood dripped out.

After a while, Su Zimo raised his head and said calmly: "Brother, take care of your injuries, don't think too much."

There is one more sentence, Su Zimo did not say.

I'll report the revenge of the Su family!