Me, sword fairy!

Su Wangyou was silent for a while, and said, "It should be the first time I met."

"Is it discovered... It's really sensitive. I just met and said a word." The other side shrugged and said, "It's really a deep and surprising bond."

Su Wangyou slowly drew out the sword that had just been sheathed, with awe-inspiring killing intent.

"Don't show such a terrible look, I'll... it's also Su Changge."

Yes, the one who was talking to Su Wangyou at this time... was Su Changge.

But... Su Wangyou can tell at a glance that the other party is not the real Su Changge. Although the other party's appearance, demeanor and temperament are almost exactly the same, Su Wangyou doesn't know why, just feels it. .

Excluding the impossible option of Qianmian Langjun completely understanding Su Changge's habits, demeanor, and temperament, plus the words spoken by the other party, Su Wangyou also had some guesses in his heart.

"I thought you would be beaten to death by him... Gu Hong is number one. It's really a vain name." Su Changge looked a little uninterested, "You look like a lot of consumption, but I don't have much confidence to defeat you."

Su Wangyou did consume a lot of energy, and defeating Wu Quan consumed a lot of his internal energy, but even so, he was still the strongest Zuguang at this time.

During the conversation, Su Changge had already fainted Wu Quan, and his face also showed a very personal disgust.

"Ah--why do I have to come here to carry a stinky old man who was hammered."

His figure gradually became empty and transparent.

"So..." Su Changge and Su Wangyou face each other far away, and their eyes meet.

"Farewell, my dear friend."

Chapter 36 The Arrival

Just as Su Changge's figure disappeared, someone appeared immediately, taking the place of Su Changge and standing in front of Su Wangyou.

A man with a broken arm, a thin, pale middle-aged scribe.

Of course, the most important thing is the broken arm and the pale, dead skin color.

And Su Wangyou... only saw the empty sleeve.

The middle-aged scribe slowly walked forward until he faced Su Wangyou face to face.

"Do you think I appeared suddenly?" he asked.

Su Wangyou nodded, and replied sincerely: "Somewhat."

"It feels right all of a sudden." A smile appeared on the middle-aged scribe. "When I was very young, I saw a very classic battle. Even now, it can still be regarded as a textbook level. In the battle between the weak and the strong, no one was optimistic about the weaker side at the time. The same was true for me, but it ended up hitting everyone in the face.

The middle-aged Vince paused, and his tone was quite emotional, "That battle taught me a lesson. It turns out that it’s not that the strong will win, but that the one who wins is stronger. Since then, I have been thinking about what kind of person In order to keep winning, I found the answer later. Only people who devote themselves to every battle, never underestimate the enemy, never arrogant...can always win."

He said: "As it is now, I won't let you become stronger."

The middle-aged scribe showed a solemn expression.

"I know my words are very unreasonable, but for the sake of my ideals, I have betrayed too much and done too many unrighteous things. After the establishment of the new era, if I was still alive at that time, I will decide myself. Thanks to the world, so... now, please die here."

Su Wangyou was silent for a long time before slowly saying, "Then...Come on."

He stared at the other person's real name and figured out a lot of things.

Like Zongzi, Su Wangyou now... has almost seen the truth.

If he can survive this battle, and then go to a place to check, then he can get the complete truth.

So... can he survive?

The answer is no.

Unlike non-quantum, the power possessed by middle-aged scribes... is overwhelming.

Overwhelming, destructive, absolutely irresistible force.

The middle-aged scribe just stood there, and Su Wangyou's body began to collapse.

The internal qi began to run wild, the roots of the meridians broke, the heart no longer beats, and the consciousness gradually blurred.

Even... Without a chance to fight, Su Wangyou would die.

The middle-aged Wen is not indifferent and ruthless. There is a sense of guilt visible to the naked eye on his face, but he quickly abandons the unnecessary feelings and waits for the death of Su Wangyou quietly.

Afterwards, there was a sharp sound of a knife!

The middle-aged scribe was startled, and it was not until the sword reached him that he came back to his senses, stepped back and avoided the sword.

The owner of the knife did not pursue the victory, but jumped a step back and blocked Su Wangyou.

The middle-aged scribe looked serious.

He has forgotten who the last person to fight with him was, because he hasn't really fought with anyone for too long, too long — after he got that thing.

And today...someone broke the limit of that thing and slashed at him.

The middle-aged scribe saw that it was not this person who was strong, but this knife.

This knife... carried on his body the same breath as the thing he got.

And... stronger!

The middle-aged scribe's pupils shrank, and the killing intent skyrocketed instantly!

————No one in the world knows how strong the thing he got is probably no one in the world knows. In terms of strength, even if it is three, he can’t beat the non-quantum at his peak until he got the thing————Although Acting is shown to the world, but the middle-aged scribes know that even if they really fight, the result will be the same. Non-quantum will inevitably die silently, just like Su Wangyou just now.

——If it hadn't been interrupted, Su Wangyou would be dead now.

So...who saved Su Wangyou?

With this courage, strength, and such a knife... naturally there is only one person, and that is Ye Guzuo.

He slashed in front of him, his expression also serious.

In Wuning Mountain, the two behind-the-scenes black hands faced each other far away, killing intently.

Neither of them spoke. The middle-aged scribe was determined to kill. He had already abandoned too much for his own plan. He absolutely did not allow even the slightest change, and Ye Guzuo, who has such a knife, is exactly that change. .

The reason why Ye Guxiu didn't speak was because it was unnecessary and because it was useless.

The middle-aged scribes persisted for tens of thousands of years for their ideals. The people betrayed their relatives and were unaccompanied in the world. They were also cut off by Li Qinglian with a sword. They stayed in a corner where no one could see and wailed in pain. But even so, he still chose Persevering, and insisting on dispelling Li Qinglian's suspicion with his own death, and relying on Su Changge to fulfill his ideal in the future - even if he never sees it again.

A person who dares to use his own death to make arrangements, such a person, wants to impress him with his mouth...