The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 35: Young people who like to eat barbecue

Zhao Layue was startled, and said, "What's the matter?"

The expressions of Gu Qing and Yuanqu are also at a loss.

Desser looked at them and said helplessly: "Although practice is important, can you care a little bit about the major events in the world of practice?"

Zhao Layue thought that according to the saint of swordsman, the Snow Country should not invade the south within a hundred years, and the Underworld has been quiet in recent years. How can there be any major events?

"Su Ziye didn't know what was wrong with his brain, left Lengshan and went to Yizhou, and finally met an assassin in the restaurant. The assassin was disguised as a prostitute..."

Deserser explained the assassination in detail.

Gu Qing and Yuanqu looked at each other, a little surprised, because Zhao Layue listened very carefully.

Thinking about the exquisite layout of the assassination, and the coldness of the attack, Desser couldn't help but feel chills, and said with emotion: "The old forest is really terrible."

"Is he dead?"

It is rare for Zhao Layue to show interest in someone.

She had heard the name Su Ziye many years ago.

The cultivation talent of the young master of Xuanyin Sect has been described as exaggerated in the rumors, and it is even said that even Luo Huainan is inferior to him.

Desser said: "I don't know, according to the situation at the time, he should definitely die, but so far no one has found a dead body."

The cave became quiet, and the atmosphere was a little weird.

Luo Huainan and Su Ziye are the two strongest among the younger generation in the spiritual world, one is righteous and the other is evil.

Who would have thought that they all encountered assassinations.

One is dead, and the other is dead or alive.

This is indeed very emotional.

De Sese thought that the strange atmosphere in the cave was derived from this, but he didn't know that Zhao Layue, Gu Qing and Yuanqu thought of more things than this.

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Southwest University 6 is a region of poor mountains and bad waters, endless mountains and rivers, sometimes torrential rains and sometimes droughts, production is extremely scarce, and naturally sparsely populated.

According to the truth, this should be a quiet place that practitioners like, but the problem is that there is no spiritual vein here, and the scenery is not very good.

Between the cliffs, a black shadow is moving forward with an unimaginable degree. No matter how steep the cliffs are, they can't delay the degree.

The dry branches were crushed, the wet moss was trampled into mud, and the mountain eagle that could not be avoided was knocked into the air.

When he came to a dark and dense forest, the man stopped, threw his companion to the ground, unhooked the flask, took two mouthfuls, and began to breathe heavily.

The companion covered his head and face with a black cloth, sat up with difficulty, leaned against the tree and said dumbly, "Give me two mouthfuls."

"You have been poisoned, and you have a fart of wine!"

The figure was very burly, with a beard-looking face, because he was drinking too quickly, and the wine was sprinkled on it, dots and dots like dewdrops.

His eyes are clean and they look like dewdrops.

The second in the world, He Zhan.

The man under the tree untied the black cloth and revealed his face.

His face was actually green, with a faint glow, like hardened plaster, looking very strange, like a ghost.

He Zhan's expression remains unchanged, he should have seen more.

The man’s voice was very hoarse, as if his vocal cords had been cut with a knife: "This poison has cured me so badly, is it worse than those two sips of wine?"

He Zhan's eyes darkened, he heard what his companion meant, and threw the hip flask over.

The man took two sips of the hip flask. Although he said that he was free and easy, he drank very carefully. He didn't spill a bit of alcohol and looked elegant.

"I don't know if there is any nearby

There are assassins from the old forest, I only know that no one but me is willing to help you. "

He Zhan was a little angry as he said, and said: "If you make more friends like me, why do you fall to this point."

The man smiled and said, "Any friend is still called a wicked disciple?"

He Zhan was too lazy to pay attention to him, and said: "The Baotong Temple is relatively close here."

The man said: "Don't forget that I am the Young Master of the Xuanyin Sect."

It turns out he is Su Ziye.

"Your father has gone crazy and has been paralyzed for many years. Now that something happens to you, it should be difficult for him to protect himself."

He Zhan mocked and said: "Xuanyin Sect is already someone else's, you are still a young master."

Su Ziye thought for a while and said: "What you said makes sense."

"What kind of poison is in you?" He Zhan asked, frowning.

It is necessary to know that ordinary poisons are difficult for practitioners to work, not to mention that the Xuan Yin School is best at all kinds of magic tricks and strange poisons.

"I can feel that a kind of poison is the corpse tree, Bu Lao Lin seems to know the Xuan Yin sect's techniques very well, but other people should add some spices."

Su Ziye said: "These don't matter. The key is that the methods of those assassins are really amazing, and Immortal Lin is really amazing."

He Zhan asked: "Why did Bu Lao Lin kill you?"

Su Ziye said: "Many people in Lengshan look at me not pleasing to the eye, and those old guys in the party have long wanted me to die, not to mention you people who can afford to pay, how do I know? Who is it."

He Zhan was a little annoyed and said: "I know that so many people want you to die, you are so careless, you have appeared in Yizhou alone."

Su Ziye did not answer his question, closed his eyes and started to rest, and said: "Get me some barbecue to eat."

He Zhan's footsteps sounded, and he went away.

The face of Su Ziye was slightly distorted, like a green leaf that was kneaded together, and it seemed very painful.

He didn't open his eyes.

There is darkness in front of me.

It is the campfire that illuminates the darkness.

Last year, the flames of that bonfire were dozens of feet high, illuminating the gloomy canyon.

This is the Xuanyin ancestor worship ceremony.

I don't know where a young man popped up and wanted to challenge him.

The young man was severely wounded by him and escaped.

The vigilance in his heart did not relax.

Because that young man used the most authentic Xuanyin sect magic power.

The ancient breath with the meaning of time is so clear.

He remembered it clearly, and the eyes of those old guys lit up at the time.

He wants to find out what is going on.

So after knowing the whereabouts of the young man, he left Lengshan without hesitation and came to Yizhou.

In order to keep it secret, he did not bring any of his subordinates.

The clue that I want to come to now is naturally false.

Bulao Lin deliberately gave him ~IndoMTL.com~ He can clearly feel the toxins flowing in the meridians, slowly eroding his body, and he is about to approach the magic fetus.

At that moment he will die.

The young man should have returned to Lengshan by this time and was regarded as the master by the old guys in the faction.

What about father? Is he dead by this time? Or is it that you will be humiliated but you can't die, which is more miserable than today?

I wish it was the latter.

Su Ziye thought this way, listening to the sound of footsteps, and slowly opened her eyes.

　　

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