Chapter 30

Su Zimo walked out of the room.

Zheng Bo noticed that Su Zimo's expression was wrong, so he chased after him and said in a low voice, "Second Young Master, don't be stupid and go to assassinate King Yan, the big deal is that our Su family is far away, and the world is so big that there is no place to stay. ."

"Uncle Zheng, you've been thinking too much. I never thought of assassinating King Yan." Su Zimo shook his head, his expression not as if he was fake.

Uncle Zheng nodded in disbelief, and said again: "We plan to move to the ghost village for a while to hide in these few days. After all, there are five thousand black armored cavalry there, so it can be safer. Second Young Master, come with you too. ."

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

Su Zimo changed the subject, pointed to Song Qi and said, "This is Mr. Song Qi Song, who is here to protect the safety of the Su family. If there is anything, Uncle Zheng can discuss with him."

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

Su Zimo turned to leave, and just walked to the door of Su Mansion, when Song Qi chased after him.

"Young Master Su, you don't really want to go to King Yan City, do you?" Song Qi vaguely felt the killing intent in Su Zimo's heart, so he asked this question.

Su Zimo kept walking without saying a word.

Song Qi chased after him again and said solemnly, "Young Master Su, I know that you have the ability to kill Qi practitioners. You are very strong in melee combat, but you are only fighting alone. Under the siege of the vast army, you can't get close at all. Qi cultivator, you have no chance!"

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

"The king's army, the elite forbidden army, plus the siege crossbow and other big killers, combined with the attack of the qi trainer, let alone you, even if the great perfection trainer goes to assassinate the king of a country, there will be no life!"

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

Song Qi was taken aback.

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

"But……"

Just as Song Qi was about to persuade him again, Su Zimo interrupted with a wave of his hand, saying, "I will leave it to you, eldest brother. I hope you can take good care of his body. As for eldest brother's heart disease, I will help him cure it."

After speaking, Su Zimo started to plow the sky and ran wildly, before disappearing in front of Song Qi in a blink of an eye.

There is only one medicine that 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, but he felt that a flame was burning in his heart, the more he burned, the more prosperous it became.

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

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

In the training ground, Dieyue was still sitting on the bluestone, looking indifferent, and gave Su Zimo a faint look.

I haven't seen him for a year, but Dieyue has not changed in the slightest. It seems that the years can't bear to leave a trace on that beautiful face.

Su Zimo had thought about many kinds of meeting scenarios, but... not this one.

"I'm leaving." Su Zimo lowered his head, not daring to look at Dieyue, and said softly.

"Oh?" Dieyue frowned slightly.

"This time I leave, I may not be able to come back."

"Going to die?"

"That's it."

In order to enter the capital of Wangcheng and kill the king of a country, Su Zimo is not facing a single person, but a country, many Qi practitioners, and a sect of self-cultivation.

A sect of self-cultivation with foundation-building cultivators!

Su Zimo didn't plan to come back alive when he went to King Yan City.

This farewell may be the farewell of the two.

Dieyue looked at Su Zimo with a touch of softness in her eyes, and asked, "Knowing that you are going to die, you still want to go?"

Su Zimo was silent.

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

In front of Su Zimo's eyes, pictures suddenly flashed past, and in a trance, he seemed to have returned to sixteen years ago.

He saw the tragic death of his father and mother under the knife.

He saw that the people of the Su family were slaughtered, blood flowed into rivers, and bones piled into mountains.

He saw his big brother protecting him and Xiao Ning, madly fleeing from the king city, being slashed in the face, and the blood was all over his face without realizing it.

In the end, Su Zimo's eyes were fixed on the eldest brother's white hair, yellow cheeks, and empty eyes.

"I practice, what is it for?"

Su Zimo suddenly said something, as if asking Dieyue and talking to himself.

"I don't practice for the sake of forbearance. If I want to be forbear, why would I kneel down when facing the bullying of Zhenren Canglang a year ago? If I want to be forbearance, Zhou Dingyun will kill me, why should I show weakness and beg for mercy?"

The next moment, Su Zimo raised his head sharply, only to feel a surge of blood rushing up, his eyes were red, and he said loudly: "Since there is grievance in my heart, I will wipe out the grievance! It doesn't matter whether he is the king of a country or a sect of self-cultivation, If you want to kill, kill with joy! It’s better to live with vigor and vigour than to endure for a lifetime, my Su Zimo practice, what I want is to have a clear mind and be happy and grudge!”

"it is good."

Butterfly nodded.

After a year and a half of cultivation, Dieyue has never appreciated him. This is the first time Su Zimo has heard from Dieyue.

"Remember what you said today, it is related to your future life, death and achievements." Dieyue said another sentence, but Su Zimo did not understand.

A strange light flashed in Dieyue's eyes, and then, a few more scriptures appeared in Su Zimo's mind.

"This is the scripture of the Bone Forging Chapter. It is taken from the demon king of the god horse, the god horse. Its nature is fierce, it has the power of swift hoofs, it is sturdy without casting, and the momentum of galloping has extremely strong momentum and explosion."

"Let's pass on your three styles, the god horse will divide the body, the god horse tramples on it, the god horse crosses the gap, you should think more about this journey. If you understand something, you may be able to fight with the tenth-level Great Perfection Qi trainer."

Dieyue jumped down from the blue stone and began to practice moves.

Su Zimo didn't blink a single glance, and focused his attention. He knew that this was probably his hope to kill King Yan and save his life!

Soon, Dieyue rehearsed the three moves, looked at Su Zimo and said, "Go ahead. Let me remind you that a demon cultivator is the easiest to kill opponents by leaps and bounds. Your current strength is far inferior to Zhu's. Brother Ji, but if you can get close, you have the opportunity to kill him on the spot!"

Su Zimo nodded.

The strength of the base-building cultivator's control of the flying sword is far greater than that of the qi-training cultivator, and his flexibility is also better. There may also be other means of attacking his life, all of which are enough to kill Su Zimo.

But that doesn't mean that the foundation-building cultivators have no weaknesses. Although their physical bodies are stronger than those of the Qi cultivators, they are still far inferior to Su Zimo.

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

It sounds simple, but it's actually as hard as it gets.

Su Zimo looked at Dieyue, no longer concealed the reluctance in his eyes, smiled slightly, and said, "Miss Die, goodbye."

Dieyue turned around and waved her back to Su Zimo.

Su Zimo took a deep breath, walked out of the training ground, looked in the direction of King Yan's city, clenched his fists, and murmured softly, "King Yan, wash your neck, I am Su Zimo!"

Thank you Aku, Henglu's reward~