Eternal Sacred King Chapter 29: I’ll report the revenge of the Su family!

　　 Su Zimo arrived in Pingyang Town one after another.

　　 Afraid of attracting attention, Su Zimo asked Song Qi to collect the flying sword and followed him to Su Mansion.

　　 The gate of Su Mansion is closed tightly. Su Zimo's ears are very good, and he can vaguely hear the intermittent sobs in the mansion. It is very familiar. It is Su Xiaoning.

　　 Su Zimo frowned, took a step forward, carrying strength with both arms, and directly pushed the door in.

With a click, the beam behind the gate broke.

　　 "Who!"

　　 Soon, a dozen guards wearing profound armor rushed out, their eyes were red and murderous, these people were taken aback when they saw Su Zimo.

　　"Second Young Master?"

　　 Su Zimo nodded, and walked towards the direction of crying with Song Qi.

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

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

　　 Outside Su Hong’s room, many people in the Su family were present, sitting or standing, and everyone looked sad. The surrounding atmosphere was extremely depressing and melancholy.

　　 "Second Young Master is back." Uncle Zheng and others got up and said.

　　 Su Zimo squinted his eyes and asked: "How about Big Brother?"

　　 Uncle Zheng was worried between his eyebrows, shook his head, and said: "Wait a minute, the old man is still in a coma."

　　Su Zimo's gaze flicked across the Su family, and he said in a deep voice, "As it is now, do you still want to conceal it?"

　　The Su family looked at each other and sighed.

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

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

　　 "Luo Tianwu found me."

　　 Hearing these words, Uncle Zheng's eyes appeared in a daze, and he sighed: "Luo Tianwu is not a good person. He has wolf ambition. He has always wanted to take advantage of the troubled times to become king. The eldest son refused. The Su family had an antagonism with the king of Yan, but the eldest son did not want to implicate the people of the country of Yan."

　　"Your father, the army horse, was famous for his black armor and iron cavalry. He galloped on the frontier and resisted foreign enemies. He never lost half an inch of land to the country of Yan. The general once made an oath that he would protect the people of the country of Yan throughout his life and let the people have their lives. In this place, free from the suffering of war, the eldest son inherited his father's will, and naturally refused to join forces with Luo Tianwu."

　　 Speaking of this, Uncle Zheng no longer intends to conceal it, and continues: "Over the years, the eldest son has often gone out. Under the cover of the horse dealer, he actually called the old Xuanjia division outside to train and wait for an opportunity to avenge him. "

　　"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?" Su Zimo frowned.

　　 Uncle Zheng said: "All are hidden in ghost villages near Yan Kingdom."

　　 Decades ago, the village was slaughtered by the gray wolves. The chickens and dogs were not left, and the surroundings were deserted. No one dared to live there. It became the best shelter.

　　Su Zimo thought for a while, then asked: "Uncle Zheng had hinted before that the enemy of the Su family is a trainer. What does it mean?"

　　"Just over ten years ago, there were a lot of gas trainers in King Yan’s city, guarding King Yan. The plan to assassinate King Yan could only be delayed. The big young man waited hard for an opportunity and finally A month ago, there should be news from Wangcheng that King Yan is going to hunt in the southern suburbs."

　　"The mysterious armored cavalry can only exert its maximum power in a wide area. If the trainer is careless, it will die."

　　Su Zimo nodded.

　　The physical body of the qi practitioner is weak, similar to ordinary people. Once the two armies charge and kill each other, there will be a rain of arrows, and the power of a few qi practitioners will hardly affect the result, and 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 cultivation sect. Backer!"

　　 Hearing this, Su Zimo's heart was shocked.

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

　　 I only heard Uncle Zheng continue to say: "Worrying that the target is too big, the old man only took more than a thousand mysterious armored cavalry, scattered into the city, but in the southern suburbs, he was besieged by dozens of gas trainers. The loss was heavy and the old man was seriously injured. , And only a dozen of the more than a thousand black armored cavalry escaped back."

　　 Song Qi stepped forward and whispered: "Second Young Master Su, I have a pill for pill cultivation, which is very common in the realm of cultivation. It can be used to consolidate the foundation and cultivate the essence, and the old man should be able to use it."

　　 "Thanks." Su Zimo nodded.

　　 Uncle Zheng said in a daze: "Body illness is easy to treat, but heart disease is difficult to treat. This failure has dealt a big blow to the eldest son."

　　 "Huh?" Su Zimo frowned, and said, "Big brother is firm, how can he fail because of a setback.

　　 Uncle Zheng smiled lonely, and sighed: "Because the eldest son knows that if King Yan is backed by the cultivation sect, there is no hope of revenge for the Su family in this life. Sadness is greater than death, probably... that's it. Up."

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

　　 just walked to the door, a strong pungent medicinal smell came over.

　　 Su Zimo turned his gaze and looked at the head of the bed, only to see his elder brother Su Hong lying quietly on the bed, his injuries were extremely serious, and his breath of life became weaker and weaker.

　　 "Brother!"

　　Su Xiaoning, who was guarding Su Hong’s bed, cried out, threw her head into Su Zimo’s arms, and cried loudly: "Big brother has been badly injured, brother, think about a way, OK? ?"

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

　　 Su Hong's hair is gray. Just after the first year, he is already showing a state of old age. His face is withered and his lips are chapped.

　　 White hair all night, no more grief than death!

　　 Seeing the eldest brother like this, Su Zimo felt cramps in his heart, his nose became sour, and tears appeared in his eyes.

　　The Su family is carrying a sea of ​​blood and blood, but the eldest brother chooses to carry it by himself!

　　 In the past sixteen years, this person has carefully protected his younger siblings, for fear that they will be a little wronged, a little hurt, and tight-lipped, worrying about involving them in ~ IndoMTL.com~ For the past 16 years, this person has been burdened alone. Hatred, what kind of life is it?

　　In the past sixteen years, has this person ever slept soundly and steadily one night?

　　In the past sixteen years, this person has been living in hatred all the time. How much pain and torture is this for him?

　　 "Big Brother..."

　　 Su Zimo's lips trembled, and he called out.

　　 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, and his sluggish eyes stayed on Su Zimo's face for a long time, and then he gradually gained a little bit of expression. The corners of his stiff mouth moved, squeezing a smile, and whispered: "Zimo...you I'm back."

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

　　 "Zimo, I won't make it." Su Hong sighed softly.

　　 Hearing these words, Su Zimo couldn't help it anymore, tears rolled down, and his clothes were covered with tears.

　　 In eighteen 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 he didn't have any energy when he raised his arm halfway.

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

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

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

　　 Su Zimo lowered his head, remained silent, clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into the flesh, a trace of blood dripping out.

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

　　 There is one more sentence, Su Zimo did not say.

　　The revenge of the Su family, I'll report it!