Chapter Thirty-Seven: Killing, Rising

The night is getting thicker, the red candles are moving, and the light veil is thin.

The happy thing was about to happen again, but Su Liu suddenly pushed everything away, got up vigorously, and even the butterfly dance who poured him wine next to him was pushed aside by him.

Even his gaze suddenly changed from gentle to a bone-chilling coldness.

"Childe, what's wrong?" Butterfly Dance looked so resentful, and her heart was directly cold, after all, Gongzi Yu has been gentle to her in the past few days, and she has never had such a face today.

"Stupid woman."

Someone outside the door sighed faintly.

Then the wind suddenly rose, blowing the windowsill crackling, this sigh and the sudden demon wind suddenly made Butterfly Dance a little frightened.

"Tsk, it seems that Mr. Zhuo has great hopes for you."

I can't tell whether it's pity or banter, Su Liu glanced at Butterfly Dance lightly, patted Butterfly Dance's fragrant shoulder, pulled out his sleeves, and in one step, the person had already pushed open the door, facing the wind, and between the long hair scattered, he had already walked into the courtyard.

"I thought my uncle would be intoxicated and gentle." The corners of Shangguan Xiaoxian's mouth twitched, her voice was cold, and her smile was even colder, even colder than the night.

"Gentle Township is a hero's mound, I still understand this truth. There are so many people in this world, and I don't know how many people want to watch me die, if I die like this, it will be too regrettable for the rivers and lakes. ”

Su Liu's fingers crossed and smiled faintly.

A woman like Butterfly Dance can be controlled by Zhuo Donglai to use her charm to confuse the fierce lion Zhu Meng, and still maintain her virgin body, which is simply fooling the gangster Zhu Meng as a stupid pig. She herself is obviously not a simple character, or Zhuo Donglai herself, but also an extremely powerful character. There may also be extremely deep hiding.

Shangguan Xiaoxian looked up sideways and saw Su Liu's long hair fluttering, a trace of rare tenderness flashed in his eyes, and he said softly: "Uncle, do you want to call them all." ”

"There's no need, the killing situation like the Red Flower Collection has also been broken by one person, and now only people are called to fill it with their lives. That's not interesting, the disciples of the Imperial Hall have already died enough. They don't deserve to die here, either. ”

Su Liu's eyes were warm and cold, and he moved around the Tingyu residence.

This listens to the rain and lives, it is said that it is the summer place of the former emperor's family, and the surrounding area is full of famous flowers. The smell is tangy. There is even a quiet and immovable small lake, and the white jade bridge is like a jade belt, running across it, and on the opposite side is the courtyard wall of the white-walled giant tree.

It's just that this group of fragrant strange dwellings has been completely destroyed at this time.

Because there was a fishy cold wind coming from outside the courtyard wall.

Blood.

This smell is naturally not unfamiliar to Su Liu, and the smell he also smells in the gentle countryside is, of course, bloody.

"In the silent killing of the guard power of the Qinglong Imperial Hall near Zhou, is the ten great divine skills of the Demon Sect really so powerful. How high is the martial arts of the Four Heavenly Kings? Shangguan Xiaoxian whispered at the quiet silence in front of him.

"Awesome is awesome. However, there has never been invincible martial arts, only invincible people, and this martial arts only depends on whose hands they use. Su Liu said lightly.

Su Liu's sleeping place is what he calls the "Imperial Hall" in charge of defense in the Blue Dragon Society, and the congregation is responsible for guarding, of course, the number of people is not too much, just a small team, about twenty people.

Star.

In the miserable night, there is also a miserable moonlight, but the starlight is extraordinarily cold and bright, mixed in with it, and it seems more and more lonely and cold.

A man walked in through the door.

This man is neither tall nor thin, neither fat nor short.

Wearing a hat, there is a hideous and terrifying bronze mask on his face, but the gold embroidered robe is dazzling.

With a knife at his waist, three scimitars are inserted diagonally.

The blade was dripping blood drop by drop.

Su Liu's gaze and Shangguan Xiaoxian's eyes seemed to be absorbed by this person.

Because not only the eyes, but even the gloom in the long and cold night seemed to be completely absorbed by this person.

Shangguan Xiaoxian glanced at Su Liu with a strange look, because the person who came was the same as Su Liu, wearing half a mask, but he could just see the lower half of his face.

It's just that the person is a hideous and terrifying bronze ghost face, but the one on Su Liu's face is a mysterious mask that is majestic and domineering, and he doesn't know the material.

"It turns out that the Heavenly King of the Demon Sect is not a three-headed and six-armed person, just such an ordinary person." Su Liu said lightly.

"It seems that the dragon leader of the Blue Dragon Society, Gongzi Yu, is nothing more than that, obsessed with gentleness, and does not know that he will be a person who is going to die." The man in the half-bronze mask smiled a hideous smile that matched the mask, and his fingers flicked rhythmically over the blades of the three bright scimitars.

As he spoke, he obviously used some kind of magic skill, and his voice was as sharp as a night owl, but it seemed to be far away, and when he heard it, he was in front of him, but it felt as if he was far away in the sky.

This feeling of extreme contradiction makes people feel uncomfortable.

Under the miserable moonlight in front of me, I suddenly discovered an extremely strange thing.

In the long darkness and silence, three people slowly walked out, and their feet fell to the ground, making a rustling sound, which sounded particularly harsh in such a lonely night.

However, the three people, their bodies seemed to be as illusory as shadows, and the words they said were still the same as the previous sentence, and their bodies and clothes were all the same as the first person, with hideous and evil bronze masks, flowery brocade robes embroidered with evil mysterious scepters, and three bright full moon scimitars hanging from their belts.

Blood was dripping from the tip of the knife.

One stood on top of a high wall, one slowly walked to the stone pavilion in the courtyard, and the other stood under a tree.

Four people, twelve scimitars, and a cold blade.

These four people are dressed exactly the same, even the cruel and evil smile on the corner of their mouths is exactly the same, the moon is cold and cold, like a person's shadow, being absurdly projected in several different directions, there is really an indescribable treachery.

"Four identical people, how is it possible?"

Shangguan Xiaoxian's pupils shrank slightly, the Demon Sect has always been a mysterious and profound martial arts, and at this time, her keen five senses and spiritual sense are fully opened, and she only feels an extreme weirdness, and she can't tell what the difference is between these four people at all.

"Uncle, are all the four Heavenly Kings of the Demon Sect here?" Intuition told her that this might not be the case, but Shangguan Xiaoxian still pursed the corners of her lips tightly and asked Su Liu.

"It should be the Divine Sword Blood, the Demon Blood Dafa, among the ten divine skills of the Demon Sect." Su Liu breathed a sigh of relief lightly, and said lightly: "It must be the Heavenly King of Quanfa, one of the four great heavenly kings of the Demon Sect." ”

This man's eyes flashed behind the hideous face, and he sneered: "Childe's eyesight is not bad, I just hope that Childe's IQ is also not bad and can make the right choice." ”

The intricate brocade robe was not only tattooed with angry flowers, but also countless dark and mysterious scepters, which were exactly the same as the scepters engraved on the jade plaque.

Isn't the scepter a symbol of power?

Shangguan Xiaoxian tiptoed close to Su Liu's ear and said, "Uncle, these four people look exactly the same, which one is real?" ”

"True and false, the void is like an illusion, who knows?"

Su Liuxiao smiled lightly, but sent a secret message to Shangguan Xiaoxian, "Look at their footprints." ”

The Demon Sect has always acted unscrupulously, and it must be very decisive in doing things, and at this time, the disciples of the Qinglong Imperial Hall guarding the courtyard have all died.

"I see?"

The corner of Shangguan Xiaoxian's eyes swept away, his gaze froze, and a very cold smile hung on the corner of his mouth, which was as cold as a fairy.

"It doesn't matter which one is true, the important thing is that Gongzi Yu should know what decision to make tonight."

"Heaven and demons have no appearance, there is no way to do anything, heaven and earth, only I am respected. If Childe knows each other, then merge the Blue Dragon Society into my Demon Sect, presumably the sect leader and his old man are happy to see a young man like you doing things for his old man, and kill the Central Plains together in the future, wouldn't it be happy? ”

This smug sneering voice did not distinguish between front and back, as if it came from the mouths of four people, and it kept echoing in the small courtyard, like a ghost sound lingering, this situation was really indescribably weird.

"Demon Sect Master, don't you dare to say such a thing, I just want to know, who gave you the guts?"

"Killing a person, using so much power, you really deserve yourself." On top of the high wall, in addition to the unfathomable shadow, there was a tall and thin man.

This person was much more terrifying than the Demon Sect Heavenly King with a bronze mask, his face was as gray as a dead man, his cheekbones were high, his nose was wide, there was no trace of extra flesh at all, and his eyes reflected the starlight, which was also the same miserable blue.

A blood-red robe enveloped him.

Terrible as a ghost!

Only such words can be used to describe the person who appeared mysteriously in this person, he was high up, and seemed to sneer: "What do you say about the dragon's head, the heavenly sword defeated the flying swordsman, the son is like a dragon, and he has unified the two martial arts of Chang'an and Luoyang, and I see it today, but so, he is also a ridiculous person." ”

"I, the Imperial Hall disciple of the Blue Dragon Society, were all killed by you?" Su Liu didn't care, a little pampered, and only asked lightly.

"At the moment of the big event, what's the matter with the death of some people, is the son still worried about these wastes?" A sneer hung on the corners of the four masked men's mouths, and their voices stirred.

"You're probably too polite to him." The zombie-like man laughed wildly, the muscles on his face that did not exist were wrinkled, which became more and more disgusting, he shook his sleeves, stretched out his right hand, pointed at Su Liu, and said: "You don't even dare to sacrifice these wastes, what big things can be accomplished, I will tell you clearly, the King of Quanfa has 12 shadows and 12 knives, and one person has 12 shadows, and if he kills you 12 people, I will use my hands to kill the remaining 13." ”

Only then did Suliu see his hand.

Ordinary hands, just the difference between rough and delicate, absolutely do not have the terrifying feeling that these hands bring to people.

This is no longer a human hand!

"The blue devil cries on the day, the red devil cries at night, the heavens and the earth cry, and the sun and the moon don't come out?"

Suliu muttered. (To be continued.) )