Ze Tian Ji Chapter 32: A letter to Garden of Ten Thousand Willows
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Su Li left seven letters.
He asked Xu Yourong to forward two of the letters to Chen Changshen. One letter was left to his daughter, and one letter was left to the kid who just started learning sword in the blacksmith shop under the town of Li Mountain. He A letter was prepared for Qiushan Jun, but Qiushan Jun calmly rejected it.
Two more letters were sent to two places through the most common post.
One was sent to a manor house outside Hanqiu City.
Garden of Ten Thousand Willows, there are 30,000 cold-resistant ash trees in the garden.
Zhu Luo is the Sect Master of Emotionless Sect, the patriarch of Zhu's family, the acquaintance of Former Emperor, and Eight Storms of the Cardinal Directions. No matter what status, he can have a life that ordinary people cannot imagine. This manor is still green in winter. This is evidence.
Today, there is a guest in this manor. It is a very fat old man. He sits in a round teacher's chair. The fat waist drips a lot like the water overflowing the river embankment, so the bright yellow color The belt is also highlighted more clearly.
The fat old man is kind-looking, his eyes narrowed with calmness and gentleness, and his face is full of joy. looks at is like the most common rich man in the country, but he can be compared with a big man like Zhu Luo While sitting, one can imagine that his identity is certainly extraordinary. Except for the tens of chrysanthemums and snow in the manor house today, there is no one to see, or the visit of the fat old man, of course, it is also related to the letter on the table between the two at this time. .
"When did that woman die ..." The fat old man said with a smile, but when he talked about the word "woman", he paused unexpectedly, the smile on his face disappeared for a moment, the female character was even more I ca n’t hear it lightly, “there is an arrangement above the starry sky. As for when to go to Capital, we have to wait for the news.”
Zhu Luo frowned slightly, didn't seem too satisfied with this sentence, and said, "No matter how you look at it, there is still some lack of strength."
The fat old man said with emotion: "To do great things, we must have great power. The White Emperor couple will definitely do wall watching. In fact, our best choice is Su Li."
When referring to Su Li's name, neither he nor Zhu Luo, looked at the letter on the table.
Zhu Luo was silent for a moment, saying, "Su Li is really strong."
At the time in Xunyang City, Su Li was seriously injured and had never played against him, but he must admit that, based on strength alone, it would be difficult to find someone stronger than Su Li in the world.
The word power in this dialogue is naturally not the ordinary power understood by ordinary people, but refers to the purest and most terrifying combat power.
"Black Robe has been deployed for many years. On the Demon Lands snowfield, more than 100,000 iron riders Wolf Rider and more than Demon Commander. The three giants joined forces to suppress it, and they even let him escape. Afterwards, he returned all the way to the country and was washed by the wasteman , I must have learned again, Wanzhang high peak, I'm afraid that it is close to sea of stars, it is indeed extremely strong.
The fat old man said with emotion: "Many people including me thought that only he had the best chance to kill the woman, but he refused to do it. Now, with his help, it is possible to kill that woman. Sex will increase by 30%, but he is gone at this time.
Zhu Luo said with no expression on his face: "I asked His Holiness The Pope to kill him once at Xunyang City. How could he join us? How could he send me this letter?"
When the two talked, they didn't glance at the letter on the table. Actually, the spirit was always on this letter. At this time, they lifted their eyes, and their eyes finally fell.
In the quiet winter garden, nothing unusual happens, but the sound of Jin Ge iron horse faintly rang in the cold wind.
looks at In the letter, the fat old man's eyes narrowed slightly, as if a white **** was cut by a knife, and the light was burning, alert to abnormalities.
Then he looked up at Zhu Luo, as if asking, is this letter open or not?
Zhu Luo's expression is Grim, and he has not spoken for a long time.
The fat old man can detect the strangeness in this letter, and naturally he can see through his Cultivation realm.
He knows a sword hidden in the letter.
The letter is the letter of Su Li, and the sword is naturally the sword of Su Li.
Su Li has a very high status in the cultivation world, and it is recognized that Way of the Sword is incredible. However, compared to Eight Storms of the Cardinal Directions and four Saint, he is a junior, and for various reasons, his name Has never been ranked in this rank.
楸 He wrote such a letter to Zhu Luo to tell the entire Continent that he can cut off the so-called Eight Storms of the Cardinal Directions whenever he wants.
If it was the heyday of hundreds of years ago, no, even decades or even a year ago, when facing this letter, Zhu Luo would smile indifferently and then open the envelope, A glimpse of Cutting Edge on the paper, this way never fall to the prestige of Eight Storms of the Cardinal Directions.
But now he hesitates.
Because he suffered a serious injury in Xunyang City, he has not fully recovered until now.
Those injuries came from Wang Po iron swords, Liu Qing's dark swords, and Wan stream of light in Chen Changshen scabbard. The worst injuries came from Holy Maiden's thousands of miles.
The more important reason is that, as Wang Po said in Xunyang City, he is already old.
Su Li also mocked and mentioned that now he can die, but he cannot be defeated.
He is a towering tree of Emotionless Sect and Zhu Clan.
Tianliang Country All the people except Liang Palace need his asylum.
What if he loses?
The winter garden is very quiet. Tens of thousands of cold-resistant ash trees in the distance are waiting patiently for spring in the cold wind.
The fat old man is also very patient, but just calmly looks at Zhu Luo.
I don't know how long it took, Zhu Luo finally made a decision, Took a Deep Breath.
In the winter garden, a violent wind rose suddenly, and tens of thousands of Qu willows swayed in the wind, as if cheering and waving in fear.
Zhu Luo's face can no longer see the hesitation, but can only see indifference and cold and arrogant.
How could the strongest human being who once broke into the snowfield with a single sword be scared by a letter, even if the old wound is in his body?
His hand rested on the letter, it was stable, then he tore open.
An ray of sword light projected from the opening of the envelope, shining his face pale.
The ray of sword light is so bright that the round of winter above the winter garden becomes dim, heavy willows make smoke, and it is clear that the day, but the four wilds come like dusk.
Zhu Luo's eyes give birth to a ray of sword light. This ray of sword light does not come from the envelope, but from his world.
呛 啷 clear cry, Moonlight Sword came out of the sheath, chopped off the Dao Sword Intent bursting out of the envelope.
I can only hear countless deafening impact sounds. The wind in Garden of Ten Thousand Willows is violent, and tens of thousands of willows are shaking.
A bright moon comes from the north and hangs in the sky of the winter garden, and the night that has not come will be driven away.
The Sword Intent from the envelope simply ignored it, and it instantly brightened up. Everything you touched, whether real or virtual, burned!
Hanliu burst into flames, the ice pool shattered, and numerous flames rose into the sky, like firebirds.
Jinwu out Li Mountain!
The moon is suddenly dim!