Chapter 30

Su Zimo walked out of the room.

Uncle Zheng realized that Su Zimo's expression was wrong, he chased it out, and whispered: "Second Young Master, don't be stupid. Go and assassinate King Yan. The big deal is that our Su family will go away. The world is so big that there is nowhere to stay. ."

"Uncle Zheng, you are worrying too much. I never thought about assassinating King Yan." Su Zimo shook his head, his expression not seeming to be fake.

Uncle Zheng nodded in disbelief, and said: "We plan to move to a ghost village to escape for a while. After all, there are five thousand mysterious armored knights over there, so it can be safer. Second son, you can come together. ."

"I still have something to do. I will go to the ghost village to find you in a while."

Su Zimo turned off the topic, pointed to Song Qi on the side and said, "This is Mr. Song Qisong, who is here to protect the Su family. If you have anything, Uncle Zheng can discuss with him."

Uncle Zheng didn't think much about it, thinking that Song Qi was just a friend from the rivers and lakes that Su Zimo made.

Su Zimo turned and left, and just walked to the entrance of Su Mansion, Song Qi chased after him.

"Master Su, you're not really going to King Yancheng, are you?" Song Qi vaguely felt the killing intent in Su Zimo's heart, so he asked.

Su Zimo kept walking without saying a word.

Song Qi chased up again, and said in a deep voice: "Young Master Su, I know you have the ability to kill the trainer. You are very powerful in close combat, but you are only fighting alone. Surrounded by the vast army, you can't get close at all. Qi refiner, you have no chance!"

"Even if you can kill King Yan, can you escape the heavily guarded King Yan City?"

"The king's army, the elite forbidden army, plus the siege crossbow and other big killers, coupled with the attack of the trainer, let alone you, even if the Dzogchen trainer goes to assassinate the prince of a country, it will die without life!"

"Okay!" Su Zimo suddenly turned around, his face gloomy.

Song Qi was taken aback.

Su Zimo said blankly: "Your task is to protect the Su family, don't worry about me!"

"But..."

Song Qi was about to persuade again, Su Zimo waved to interrupt, and said, "Big Brother will leave it to you, I hope you can take care of his body. As for the big brother's heart disease, I will help him."

After speaking, Su Zimo unfolded the plowing step, rushed wildly, and disappeared before Song Qi's eyes in a blink of an eye.

Only one medicine can cure Su Hong's heart disease, and that is King Yan's head!

Running on the streets of Pingyang Town, Su Zimo's expression was cold, and he only felt that there was a flame burning in his heart, which became more and more prosperous.

This flame can only be extinguished by the blood of the enemy!

After a while, Su Zimo returned home, opened the door and walked directly to the training ground.

In the training ground, Dieyue was still sitting on the blue stone, her expression indifferent, she gave Su Zimo a faint look.

After a year of absence, Die Yue's body has not changed at all, and the years seem to be unable to bear to leave a trace on that beautiful face.

Su Zimo had originally planned many meeting scenes, but... not this one.

"I'm leaving." Su Zimo lowered his head, not daring to see Die Yue, and said softly.

"Oh?" Die Yue raised her brow slightly.

"Leaving this time, I may...not come back."

"Go to die?"

"That's it."

In order to enter the capital of the royal city and kill the prince of a country, Su Zimo faced not a single person, but a country with many qi practitioners and a sect of cultivation.

Cultivation sect with foundation-building monks!

After going to Yan King City, Su Zimo didn't plan to come back alive.

This farewell may be the farewell of the two.

Dieyue looked at Su Zimo with a soft glance in her eyes, and asked, "I know I'm going to die?"

Su Zimo was silent.

Die Yue said again: "Actually, you have a better choice. You can choose to forbear, continue practicing, and wait for yourself to be strong enough."

Su Zimo's eyes suddenly flickered one after another, and in a daze, he seemed to have returned to sixteen years ago.

He saw the tragic death of his father and mother.

He saw the massacre of the Su family, blood flowed into rivers, and bones became mountains.

He saw his eldest brother protecting him and Xiao Ning, fleeing the king's city frantically, getting a stab in his face, and the blood was flowing all over his face without even noticing it.

In the end, Su Zimo's gaze was fixed on the big brother's white hair, yellow cheeks, and hollow eyes.

"What am I practicing for?"

Su Zimo suddenly said, as if he was asking Die Yue, and then he seemed to be talking to himself.

"I practice, not for forbearance. If I want to endure the bullying of the real Canglang a year ago, why don't I kneel down? If I want to endure, Zhou Dingyun comes to kill me, so why don't I show weakness and beg for mercy?"

The next moment, Su Zimo suddenly raised his head, only feeling a surge of blood, his eyes were red, and he said loudly: "Since there is an uneven heart, I will make it all out! Whether he is the king of a country or the sect of cultivation, If you want to kill, just kill! It's better to have a vigorous moment than to endure a lifetime. I, Su Zimo, practice cultivation, and I want to be able to think well and be happy!"

"good."

Die Yue nodded.

After a year and a half of cultivation, Die Yue never admired him. This word was the first time Su Zimo heard it from Die Yue.

"Remember what you said today. This is about your future life, death and achievements." Die Yue said again, but Su Zimo couldn't understand it.

Die Yue's eyes flashed with a strange light, and then Su Zimo's mind had a few more scriptures.

"This is the scripture of the bone-forging chapter. It is taken from the demon king of Shenju, Shenju, with fierce temperament, has the power of quick hoofs, is fierce without casting, and the momentum of the gallop has a strong momentum and explosion."

"Tell your three styles again, the sacred horse splits the corpse, the sacred horse tramples, and the sacred horse crosses the gap. On the way, you can try to figure it out. If you understand it, you may be able to fight with the ten-layer Dzogchen."

Die Yue jumped down from the blue stone and began to practice his moves.

Su Zimo didn't blink at all, and was attentive. He knew that this might be his hope of beheading King Yan and saving his life!

Soon, Die Yue rehearsed these three types of exercises and looked at Su Zimo and said, "Go ahead. To remind you, a monster cultivator is the easiest to leapfrog and kill an opponent. Your current strength is far inferior to that of Zhu. Brother Ji, but if you can get close, you have the same chance to kill him on the spot!"

Su Zimo nodded.

The strength that the foundation-building monk controls the flying sword burst out, far surpasses the trainer, the flexibility is also better, and there may be other means of attack to save life, which are enough to kill Su Zimo.

But this does not mean that the foundation-building cultivators have no weaknesses. Although their physical bodies are stronger than the Qi-trainers, they are still far inferior to Su Zimo.

If Su Zimo can find a chance to get close, he can complete the leapfrog killing!

It's simple to say, but in reality it is as difficult as the sky.

Su Zimo looked at Die Yue, no longer concealing the dismay in his eyes, smiled slightly, and said, "Miss Butterfly, goodbye."

Die Yue turned around and waved her hand with her back to Su Zimo.

Su Zimo took a deep breath, walked out of the training ground, looked in the direction of King Yan City, clenched his fists, and whispered: "King Yan, wash your neck, I'm here, Su Zimo!"