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 gate 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 with red eyes and murderous aura. 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 Jianghu players.
Outside Su Hong’s room, many people from the Su family were there, sitting or standing. Everyone looked sad. The surrounding atmosphere was extremely depressing and filled with gloom.
“Second Young Master is back.” Zheng Bo and the others stood up and said something.
Su Zimo squinted and asked, “How’s 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, “You still want to hide it now?”
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 came to me.”
Hearing this sentence, Uncle Zheng’s eyes showed a sudden look, and he sighed: “Luo Tianwu is not a good person, he is ambitious, he has always wanted to take advantage of the troubled times to become king. The eldest son refused. The Su family has a grudge against King Yan, but the eldest son does not want to implicate the people of the Yan kingdom.”
“Your father was a soldier all his life. His black armor and iron cavalry were famous all over the world. They galloped the frontier and defended against foreign enemies. He never let the country of Yan lose half an inch of land. In this place, free from 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 no longer intends to hide it, and continued: “Over the years, the eldest son has often gone out, and under the cover of the horse dealer, he is actually gathering the old team of Xuanjia outside, while training, and waiting for an opportunity to take revenge. “
“How many people are there now?”
“Five thousand!”
“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 dogs and dogs, and the surrounding area was deserted. No one dared to live there, so it became the best place for cover.
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 that mean?”
“Just over ten years ago, there were many 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 he 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 Qi trainer is slightly 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 lose their lives.
Zheng Bo shook his head and sighed: “Unfortunately, this assassination failed. King Yan was surrounded by not only a few Qi practitioners, but dozens! Behind King Yan, there was a sect of self-cultivation. Backer!”
Hearing this, Su Zimo was shocked.
In the world of self-cultivation, if you want to establish a sect, the sect master must at least have the cultivation base of the foundation.
I just heard Zheng Bo continue: “I was worried that the target was too big, so the eldest son only brought more than a thousand black armored cavalry and scattered into the city. As a result, he was besieged by dozens of Qi practitioners in the southern suburbs. He suffered heavy losses and the eldest son was seriously injured. , only a dozen or so of the more than 1,000 black armored cavalry escaped back.”
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.
Zheng Bo said sadly: “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.
Zheng Bo smiled lonely 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. .”
“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 and pungent medicinal smell hit my face.
Su Zimo turned his eyes and looked towards the head of the bed, only to see his elder brother Su Hong lying quietly on the bed.
“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? ?”
Su Zimo patted Su Xiaoning on the back, comforted him softly, helped Su Xiaoning aside, and came to Su Hong.
Su Hong had gray hair, and he had just passed his thirties, but he was already showing signs of aging. His face was withered, his lips were dry and cracked.
A night of gray hair, 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 **** feud, but the eldest brother chose to carry it alone!
In the past 16 years, this person has carefully protected his younger siblings, for fear that they will suffer a little grievance or injury, keep his mouth shut, and worry that they will be involved~IndoMTL.com~ In the past 16 years, this person has carried the burden alone Hate, what is life like?
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 slowly turned his head, his dull gaze stayed on Su Zimo’s face for a long time, and then he gradually regained some vigour, the corners of his stiff mouth moved, squeezed out a smile, and said softly, “Zimo…you I’m back.”
Su Zimo knelt on the ground, stepped forward to hold Su Hong’s icy palm, pursed her lips tightly, and resisted the tears in her eyes.
“Zimo, I can’t do it.” Su Hong sighed softly.
Hearing this sentence, Su Zimo couldn’t bear it any longer, hot tears rolled down her 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 the 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 injury, don’t think about it.”
There was another sentence that Su Zimo didn’t say.
I will avenge the Su family’s revenge!