Chapter 29 The Su Family's Revenge, I Will Avenge It!

Su Zimo arrived in Pingyang Town one after the other.

Afraid of attracting attention, Su Zimo asked Song Qi to put away his flying sword and follow him to the Su residence.

The door of Su Mansion was closed, Su Zimo's ears were very good, and he could vaguely hear the intermittent sobbing in the mansion, which was very familiar, it was Su Xiaoning.

Su Zimo frowned, took a step forward, used his arms, and pushed the door directly in.

With a click, the beam behind the gate was broken.

"who!"

Soon, more than a dozen guards in black armor rushed out, their eyes were red, and they were murderous. These people were stunned when they saw Su Zimo.

"Second son?"

Su Zimo nodded and led Song Qi towards the direction of the cry.

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

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

Outside Su Hong's room, many people in the Su family were sitting or standing. Everyone looked sad, and the atmosphere around them was extremely depressed and gloomy.

"Second Young Master is back." Zheng Bo and the others stood up and said something.

Su Zimo narrowed his eyes and asked, "How is Big Brother?"

Zheng Bo's eyebrows were filled with worry, he shook his head and said, "Wait a minute, the eldest son is still in a coma."

Su Zimo's eyes swept across the people of the Su family, and he said solemnly, "So far, you still have to hide it?"

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

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

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

"Luo Tianwu found me."

Hearing this sentence, Zheng Bo's eyes showed a sudden look, and he sighed: "Luo Tianwu is not a kind person, he is ambitious, and has always wanted to take advantage of the troubled times to become king. Yes. The Su family has a grudge against King Yan, but the eldest son doesn't want to implicate the people of Yan."

"Your father's military and horse life, the black armored cavalry under his command is famous all over the world, galloping on the frontier, defending against foreign enemies, and never let the country of Yan lose half an inch of land. The general once made an oath that he would protect the people of Yan country all his life, and let the people have a place to live and live. Avoiding the suffering of the war, the eldest son inherits his father's will and naturally refuses to join forces with Luo Tianwu."

Speaking of this, Uncle Zheng didn't intend to hide it, and continued: "In recent years, the eldest son has often gone out. Under the cover of the horse dealer, he actually called the old team of Xuanjia outside, while training, and waiting for an opportunity to take revenge."

"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 countries?" Su Zimo frowned.

Zheng Bo said: "It's all hidden in the ghost village near Yan Kingdom."

The village was slaughtered by a pack of wolves decades ago. There were no chickens and dogs, and the surrounding area was desolate. No one dared to live there, so it became the best shelter.

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

"Just over ten years ago, there were many more Qi practitioners in King Yan's city, guarding King Yan's side, and the plan to assassinate King Yan could only be delayed. The eldest son was waiting for an opportunity, and finally a month ago , there should be news from the king city 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 Qi trainer is a little careless, he will die."

Su Zimo nodded.

The physical body of Qi practitioners is weak, similar to that of ordinary people. Once the two armies charge and fight, the arrows are like rain, and the strength of a few Qi practitioners alone will hardly affect the result, and they may even die.

Uncle Zheng shook his head and sighed: "Unfortunately, this assassination failed. King Yan is surrounded by not only a few Qi practitioners, but dozens! Behind King Yan, there is a sect of self-cultivation as a backer!"

Hearing this, Su Zimo was shocked.

In the cultivation world, if you want to establish a sect, the sect master must at least have the cultivation base of the foundation.

Just listen to Zheng Bo continued: "I was worried that the target was too big, the eldest son only brought more than a thousand black armored iron cavalry, scattered into the city, but he was besieged by dozens of Qi practitioners in the southern suburbs, and suffered heavy losses, the eldest son was seriously injured, more than a thousand people. There are only a dozen people left in the black armored cavalry to escape."

Song Qi stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Second Young Master Su, I have a Pei Yuan Dan, which is very common in the cultivation world. It is used to strengthen the foundation and cultivate Yuan. The eldest son should be able to use it."

"Thank you." Su Zimo nodded.

Uncle Zheng said with a sense of loss: "Body disease is easy to treat, but heart disease is difficult to treat. This failure has hit the eldest son too much."

"Huh?" Su Zimo frowned and said, "Big brother is firm, how could he be devastated by a setback.

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

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

As soon as he walked to the door, a strong and pungent medicinal smell rushed to his face.

Su Zimo turned his eyes and looked at the head of the bed, only to see his elder brother Su Hong lying quietly on the bed, severely injured and his breath of life getting weaker.

"elder brother!"

Su Xiaoning, who was standing beside Su Hong's bed, cried out, threw herself into Su Zimo's arms, and cried aloud: "Big brother is seriously injured, brother, can you think of a way, okay?"

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

Su Hong's hair is gray, and he has just passed his thirties, but he is already showing signs of old age. His face is withered, his lips are dry, and his eyes are staring at the roof, as if he has lost his soul.

Grey hair overnight, no more sorrow than death!

Seeing the big brother like this, Su Zimo felt colic in his heart, his nose was sore, and there were tears in his eyes.

The Su family bears a bloody feud, but the eldest brother chose to carry it alone!

In the past sixteen years, this person has carefully protected his younger siblings, for fear that they will be a little wronged or hurt a little bit, keeping his mouth shut, worried that they will be involved.

In the past 16 years, this person has been carrying hatred alone, what kind of life has he lived?

In the past 16 years, has this person ever slept soundly and peacefully one night?

In the past 16 years, this person has lived in hatred all the time. How much pain and torture is this to 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 turned his head slowly, his dull eyes stayed on Su Zimo's face for a long time, and then he gradually regained some radiance, the corners of his stiff mouth moved, squeezed out a smile, and said softly, "Zimo...you're back. "

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

"Zimo, I can't do it." Su Hong sighed softly.

Hearing this sentence, Su Zimo couldn't bear it any longer, tears rolled down and sprinkled all over his clothes.

In 18 years, this is the first time Su Zimo has cried.

Su Hong wanted to raise his arm to wipe away the tears from Su Zimo's face, but halfway up his arm, he lost the strength.

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

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

"Zimo, after I die, take Xiao Ning and the Su family out of here, the farther the better." Su Hong said.

Su Zimo lowered his head, remained silent, clenched his fists tightly, his nails had dug deep into his flesh, and a trace of blood was dripping out.

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

There was another sentence that Su Zimo didn't say.

The Su family's revenge, I will avenge it!