Eternal Sacred King Chapter 30: Happy Enmity and Enmity

　　Su Zimo walked out of the room.

　　 Uncle Zheng realized that Su Zimo’s expression was wrong, he chased it out and whispered: "Second Young Master, don’t be stupid, and then go to assassinate King Yan. It’s a big deal for our Su family to go away. The world is so big. A place to stay."

　　 "Uncle Zheng, you are too worried, I never thought about assassinating King Yan." Su Zimo shook his head, his expression does not seem to be fake.

　　 Uncle Zheng nodded in disbelief, and then said, "We plan to move to a ghost village to take shelter for a while. Come together."

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

　　Su Zimo turned off the topic, pointed to Song Qi on the side and said, "This is Mr. Song Qisong, who is here to protect the Su family. If you have 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 and left, and just walked to the entrance of Su Mansion, Song Qi chased after him.

　　 "Master Su, don't you really want to go to King Yancheng?" Song Qi vaguely felt the killing intent in Su Zimo's heart, and then asked.

　　 Su Zimo kept walking without saying a word.

　　 Song Qi chased after him again, and said in a deep voice: "Master Su, I know you have the ability to kill trainers. You are very strong in close combat, but you are only fighting alone. Surrounded by the vast army, you You can't get close to the gas refiner at all, you have no chance!"

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

　　"The king's army, elite forbidden army, plus the siege crossbow and other big killers, coupled with the attack of the trainer, let alone you, even if the Dzogchen trainer tries to assassinate the prince of a country, it will be dead. Health!"

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

　　 Song Qi was taken aback.

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

　　"But..."

　　 Song Qi was about to persuade again, Su Zimo waved his hand to interrupt, and said: "Big brother will leave it to you, I hope you can take care of his body. As for the big brother's heart disease, I will help him treat it."

　　 After speaking, Su Zimo unfolded the plowing step, rushed wildly, and disappeared in front of Song Qi in a blink of an eye.

　　 Su Hong’s heart disease can only be cured by one medicine, and that is King Yan’s head!

　　 Running on the streets of Pingyang Town, Su Zimo's expression was cold, and he felt that a flame was burning in his heart, which became more and more prosperous.

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

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

　　In the training ground, Dieyue was still sitting on the blue stone, her expression indifferent, she gave Su Zimo a faint look.

　　 I haven't seen it for a year, Die Yue has not changed in the slightest, and time seems to be unable to bear to leave a trace on that beautiful face.

　　Su Zimo originally thought of many kinds of meeting scenes, but...not this one.

　　 "I'm leaving." Su Zimo lowered his head, not daring to see Die Yue, and said softly.

　　 "Oh?" Dieyue raised her brow slightly.

　　 "Leaving this time, I may...not come back."

　　 "Go and die?"

　　 "I think so."

　　Want to enter the capital of the kingdom and kill the prince of a country, Su Zimo is not facing one person, but a country, many Qi practitioners, plus a cultivation sect.

　　 has the cultivation sect of the foundation-building monks!

　　I went to Yan King City, Su Zimo didn't plan to come back alive.

　　 This farewell may be their farewell.

　　Diyue looked at Su Zimo, with a soft glance in her eyes, and asked: "I know I will die, but I want to go?"

　　Su Zimo remained silent.

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

　　 Su Zimo’s eyes suddenly swayed one after another, and in a daze, he seemed to be back sixteen years ago.

　　 He saw his father and mother die tragically under the knife.

　　He saw the massacre of the Su family, blood flowed into rivers, and bones became mountains.

　　 He saw his elder brother protecting him and Xiao Ning, fleeing the palace frantically. He was slashed in the face, and he didn't even notice the blood flow.

　　 In the end, Su Zimo's gaze was fixed on the elder brother's white hair, yellow cheeks, and hollow eyes.

　　 "What am I practicing for?"

　　 Su Zimo suddenly said, as if he was asking Dieyue, and then he seemed to be talking to himself.

　　 "I practice, not for forbearance. If I want to forbearance, what does it matter if I kneel down on the bullying of the real Canglang a year ago? If I want to forbearance, Zhou Dingyun comes to kill me, so why don't I show weakness and beg for mercy?"

　　 The next moment, Su Zimo suddenly raised his head, only to feel a surge of blood, his eyes are red, and he said loudly: "Since there is an uneven heart, I will take it away! No matter if he is the king of a country, or he is cultivated. Zongmen, if you want to kill, just kill it! It’s better to have a vigorous moment than to endure a lifetime. I, Su Zimo, practice cultivation, and I want to have good thoughts and be happy and enmity!"

　　 "Good."

　　Diyue nodded.

　　 After a year and a half of cultivation, Die Yue never admired him. This word was the first time Su Zimo heard it from Die Yue.

　　 "Remember what you said today, it is related to your future life, death and achievements." Die Yue said again ~IndoMTL.com~ but Su Zimo couldn't understand it.

　　Dieyue's eyes flashed with a strange light, and then, Su Zimo's mind had a few more scriptures.

　　"This is the scripture of the bone-forging chapter. It is taken from the demon king of the **** horse, the **** horse, with a strong temperament, has the power of swift hoofs, strong without casting, and the momentum of the gallop has a strong momentum and explosion. "

　　"Tell your three styles again, the sacred horse splits the corpse, the sacred horse tramples, and the sacred horse crosses the gap. You should try to figure it out along the way. If you have some insight, you may have a fight with the tenth-tier Dzogchen. "

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

　　 Su Zimo didn't blink at all, he was attentive. He knew that this was probably his hope of beheading King Yan and saving his life!

　　 Soon, Die Yue rehearsed these three styles, and looked at Su Zimo and said: "Go ahead. Remind you, the demon cultivator is the easiest to leapfrog and kill opponents. Your current strength is far away. Inferior to the foundation-building monk, but if you can get close, you have the same chance to kill him on the spot!"

　　Su Zimo nodded.

　　 The power that the cultivator of Ji-Zhu Ji controls the flying sword burst out, far surpasses the trainer, the flexibility is also better, there may be other means of attack to save life, these are enough to kill Su Zimo.

　　 But this does not mean that the foundation-building cultivators have no weaknesses. Although their physical bodies are stronger than the Qi Qi practitioners, they are still far inferior to Su Zimo.

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

　　It's simple to say, but it's actually difficult.

　　Su Zimo looked at Die Yue, no longer concealing the dismay in her eyes, smiled slightly, and said, "Miss Die, goodbye."

　　Diyue turned around and waved her hand with 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, "King Yan, wash your neck, I'm here, Su Zimo!"