MTL - Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 29: Su's Revenge, I'll Report!

Su Zimo and the two arrived in Pingyang Town.

Afraid of being noticed, Su Zimo asked Song Qi to take off his sword and follow him towards Su House.

The gate of Su House is closed tightly, Su Zimo's ear strength is very good, and he can vaguely hear intermittent weeping in the house.

Su Zimo frowned, and took a step forward, pushing his arms directly into the door.

With a click, the beam behind the gate broke.

"who!"

Soon, a dozen guards wearing black armor rushed out, their eyes were red and murderous, and they all saw Su Zimo stunned.

"Second son?"

Su Zimo nodded and took Song Qi in the direction of crying.

Song Qi's gaze turned on these guards, secretly shocked.

He could naturally feel that these guards were very murderous, and they were sharpened on the battlefield, not ordinary rivers and lakes.

Outside Su Hong's room, many people in the Su family were sitting or standing, everyone was sad and sad, and the surrounding atmosphere was extremely depressed and filled with sorrow.

"The second son is back." Zheng Bo and others got up and said something.

Su Zimo asked with an eye: "How is your brother?"

With anxiety, Zheng Bomei shook his head and said, "Wait a minute, the eldest son is still unconscious."

Su Zimo's eyes glanced at everyone in the Su family, and Shen said, "To this day, you still have to hide?"

The Su family looked at each other and sighed.

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

The faces of the Su family changed, Zheng Bo asked in amazement: "Second son, you ..."

"Luo Tianwu looked for me."

Hearing this sentence, Zheng Bo's eyes showed a sorrowful expression, and he sighed: "Luo Tianwu is not a good man. The wolf is ambitious. He has always wanted to be king in troubled times. He also found a grandson, wanted to join forces, but was rejected by the grandson. The Su family is hostile to the King of Yan, but the eldest son does not want to implicate the people of the State of Yan. "

"Your father was a horse, and His Majesty Xuanjia Iron Ride took the world by storm, fought the frontiers, defended against foreign enemies, and never let Yan Guo lose more than half an inch of land. The General had vowed that he would protect the people of Yan Guo throughout his life, and let the people have a place to stand and die. Protected from the scourge of war, the eldest son inherited his father's will and naturally refused to join forces with Luo Tianwu. "

Speaking of this, Zheng Bo had no intention of concealing, and continued: "In recent years, the eldest son has often gone out, and under the cover of the horse dealer, he actually convened the old Xuanjia Ministry outside, while training and waiting for opportunity to revenge."

"How many people are there now?"

"Five thousand people!"

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

Zheng Bo said: "All are hidden in the ghost village near Yan Kingdom."

That village was slaughtered by the wolf packs decades ago. The chickens and dogs were not left. The surrounding area was deserted. No one dared to live there. It became the best shelter.

Su Zimo thought about it and asked: "Bo Zheng had hinted before that the enemies of the Su family were practitioners. What did they mean?"

"Just over ten years ago, there were a lot of practitioners in King Yan's city, guarding beside King Yan, and the plan to assassinate King Yan could only be dragged on again and again. The granddaughter waited for an opportunity, and finally a month ago , There should be news in Wangcheng that King Yan will be hunting in the southern suburbs. "

"Xuanjia Iron Riding can only exert its maximum power in a wide area, and if the practitioner is a little careless, he will die."

Su Zimo nodded.

The physical strength of Qiqishi is weak, similar to that of ordinary people. Once the two armies attacked, the arrows were like rain, and the strength of a few Qiqishi alone would be difficult to affect the results, and they might be killed.

Zheng Bo shook his head and sighed: "Unfortunately, this assassination still failed. There are not only a few practitioners around Yan King, but dozens of them! Behind Yan King, there is a monk's gate as a backer!"

Hearing here, Su Zimo felt a shock.

In the realm of cultivation, if you want to establish a sectarian gate, at least the prince must also have the practice of building a foundation.

Just listening to Zheng Bo continued to say: "Fearing that the target is too big, the eldest son only took more than a thousand Xuanjia iron riders and scattered into the city. As a result, he suffered siege by dozens of practitioners in the southern suburbs, and suffered heavy losses. Only a dozen people from Xuanjia Iron Ride fled. "

Song Qi stepped forward and whispered: "Su Ergong, I have a Pei Yuan Dan, which is very common in the field of cultivation. It has a solid foundation and should be used by granddads."

"Thanks." Su Zimo nodded.

Zheng Bo stunned: "The body is easy to treat and the heart is difficult to treat. This failure has dealt a big blow to the grandson."

"Huh?" Su Zimo frowned, and said, "Big brother is firm-minded, how could he lose his heart because of a setback.

Zheng Bo smiled lonely and sighed: "Because the eldest son knows that if the Emperor Yan's back is supported by the Shuzheng Sect, the revenge of the Su family will not be reported again. Sadness is greater than heart death, which is probably ..."

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

As soon as I arrived at the door, a strong pungent smell of medicine loomed.

Su Zimo's eyes turned and he looked towards the bed, but he saw his elder brother Su Hong lying quietly on the bed. He was seriously injured and his breath became weaker and weaker.

"brother!"

Su Xiaoning, who was standing beside Su Hong's bed, cried out and slammed into Su Zimo's arms, crying loudly: "Big brother was seriously injured, brother, do you think of a way, okay?"

Su Zimo patted Su Xiaoning's back, whispered comfortably, helped Su Xiaoning aside and came to Su Hong.

Su Hong's hair was gray, just after he was standing, but he was old-fashioned, his face was yellow, his lips were chapped, his eyes stared at the roof, as if he had lost his soul.

One night with white hair, sorrow is more than death!

Seeing his elder brother's appearance, Su Zimo's heart twitched, his nose was sore, and a tear appeared in his eyes.

Su's family had a deep grudge against the sea of ​​blood, but the elder brother chose to carry it alone!

For the past 16 years, this man has carefully protected his brothers and sisters, for fear that they will be a little wronged and hurt, and keep his mouth shut, worried that they will be involved.

For the past 16 years, what kind of life has this man been bearing alone?

Over the past 16 years, has this man slept soundly and peacefully all night?

Over the past 16 years, this man has lived in hatred all the time. How much pain and torture is this for him?

"Brother ..."

Su Zimo's lips trembled and shouted.

For a moment, these two words were spoken from Su Zimo's mouth, as heavy as it is now.

Su Hong slowly turned his head, and his stagnant eyes stayed on Su Zimo's face for a long time. Then he gradually got a little fascination. The corner of his stiff mouth moved, and he squeezed a smile, and said softly, "Zi Mo ... you are back. "

Su Zimo knelt on the ground, reached forward and held Su Hong's icy palm, clenching his lips tightly, trying not to let the tears in his eyes fall.

"Zimo, I'm not." Su Hong sighed softly.

Hearing this sentence, Su Zimo couldn't help it anymore, the tears rolled down, and his shirt covered.

In eighteen years, this was Su Zimo's first cry.

Su Hong wanted to raise her arm and wipe away the tears on Su Zimo's face, but halfway through her arm, she lost her strength.

"Mo crying, mo crying, the men of Su's family only bleed, not tears."

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

"Zimo, after I die, take Xiao Ning, and take Su to leave here, the farther the better." Su Hong said.

Su Zimo bowed his head, silent, his fists clenched, his nails had been deeply plucked into the flesh, and a trace of blood was flowing.

After half a ring, Su Zimo raised his head and said calmly, "Brother, take good care of yourself, don't think about it."

One more word, Su Zimo did not say.

I will report the hatred of the Su family!

(End of this chapter)