The original gods were hunted down by them after death

Xiao Gong, who was a little closer, was taken out of the pavilion by Su Han in the posture of a princess hugging her to prevent blood from splashing on her.

After reacting, Sanqianyuanlan screamed and fled the pavilion in a hurry. The servants and maids also ran around in a panic, like a headless chicken.

It wasn't until the heart-pounding pain swept through the whole body that Kujo Ryota reacted belatedly, and slumped on the ground with a plop.

The samurai who heard the movement hurried out of the room. After seeing the tragic situation of Kujo Ryota, they were all nervous and speechless, and the way they looked at Su Han changed.

The first level of officialdom crushes people to death, especially in Daoqi, who has a strict hierarchy.

The achievements of the subordinates are the credit of the boss, and the mistakes of the boss are the responsibility of the subordinates, not just talk.

Who would have thought that a little [Ashigaru] would dare to draw a sword against [Yuri]?

What's more, that [Yu Li] is the son of the old deacon Kujo Yoshimi, a member of the Tianling family who upholds Jiujo.

Su Han didn't care about Kujo Ryota's wailing, because in his eyes, Kujo Ryota was no different from a dead person.

"Xiaogong, where is the whistle?" Su Han asked lightly after putting down Xiaogong in his arms.

Xiao Gong said hurriedly: "It should be on the second floor of the attic, she was-"

Before Xiao Gong finished speaking, Su Han's figure had disappeared before her eyes, and then appeared on the edge of the window sill on the second floor in an instant, and broke in through the window.

This is a speed that is difficult for ordinary people to capture with the naked eye, and it looks like teleportation.

Witnessing all this, Kujo Ryota was terrified. Su San could easily teleport to the second floor even though he didn't have the eyes of God.

Such a person is definitely not as simple as [Ashigaru], he must have another purpose in coming to Tianling to serve as [Ashigaru].

Kutiao Ryota, who wanted to threaten him with his identity, suddenly stopped, and suppressed the severe pain and cursed: "A bunch of trash, hurry up and bandage me to stop the bleeding."

The rest of the samurai woke up like a dream, and hurriedly searched for bandages to stop the bleeding from Kujo Ryota's wound.

After entering through the broken window, looking at the empty room, Su Han couldn't help frowning slightly, isn't it here...

boom!

There was another knocking sound from the next room.

Su Han pushed the door open without hesitation and walked out, just in time to see those [Tongxin] who were banging on the door.

One of the warriors spat and cursed, "Here comes another soup."

Su Han's eyes were slightly cold, and he lightly pressed his palm on the handle of the knife, but put it down again immediately.

"What are you doing?" Su Han asked.

"The daughter of Sanqianyuan is so beautiful, of course she wants to have a good time."

"Your official position is lower than ours, and it will be your turn when we are all finished." A warrior replied.

Su Han nodded slightly, then grabbed the warrior's head and exerted a little force.

boom!

The samurai's head exploded instantly, and the red and white liquid scattered on the bodies of several other samurai like raindrops.

All the samurai present were stunned, and couldn't help but backed away, trying to keep a distance from the lunatic in front of them.

"Are you fucking crazy? What are you trying to do?!" another samurai asked in disbelief.

Su Leng said coldly: "Why did you attack the whistle? It's no harm to her family, she's just innocent."

Those warriors became even more unbelievable.Damn, I really met a lunatic.

What happened to the family members who abused the sinner?It's a very common thing, as long as you don't tell me, everyone can have fun and get paid later.

Seeing the expressions of several warriors, Su Han didn't talk too much nonsense with them, and kicked their private parts one by one.

The warriors struggled in pain, until their breathing gradually weakened, and Su Han chopped off their heads one after another.

The heads of these warriors are still used by Su Han, so they need to be well preserved.

tuk tuk-

Su Han knocked on the door and said calmly: "Little girl, I have killed all the warriors here, you are safe now."

After finishing speaking, Su Han turned around and was about to leave.

But before he had gone far, he heard hurried footsteps behind him.

Looking at the hell-like scene outside, the whistle had tears in his eyes, he suppressed his nausea and caught up with Su Han, and asked anxiously, "Excuse me, are you Brother Su Han?"

Su Han stood silently on the steps, turned his back to the whistle and said slowly: "Little girl, you mistook me, I'm not—"

However, Xiao Gong hurriedly ran to the corridor and waved to him: "Su Han, what's the matter, have those warriors been dealt with? Has the whistle been rescued?"

Su Han: "..."

Xiaogong, I think you came here on purpose to tear me down.

Su Han raised the heads of the three warriors and shook them towards Xiaogong: "Sister Xiaogong, do you want to play, this is much more interesting than fireworks..."

Xiaogong took a step back with an unnatural expression: "I... woo, excuse me, I'll go out and vomit for a while... vomit..."

The whistle slowly walked up to Su Han, and said in a low voice: "Brother Su Han, in fact, even if you try to hide it, your knife has already betrayed you."

Su Han: "..."

After sighing, Su Han turned around, regained his original appearance, and said softly, "Whistle..."

The whistle looked at him fixedly: "The famous detective Su San is brother Su Han, right?"

Su Han was silent for a long time, and said, "Whistle, do you hate me? If it wasn't for me, maybe you are still the eldest daughter of the Sanqianyuan family."

"Your life wouldn't be as bad as it is now without my presence."

Whistle's tears were shining, he bit his lips tightly, and looked at him blankly: "Brother Su Han, would you believe me if I said I don't hate you?"

Su Han looked indifferent, turned around and said indifferently: "I didn't plan to get your forgiveness."

"From the very beginning, I approached you for another purpose. The crimes committed by your father are too numerous to record. If he could die at my hands, he would be regarded as a worthy death."

"I don't mind giving you a chance to take revenge. When you become as strong as me one day, go find me for revenge."

"I will destroy your pride with my own hands, and then kill all your hopes, so that you can understand your own powerlessness."

Whistle wiped away his tears, and broke into a smile: "Really, Su Han...brother...what are you talking about? You just said things that Whistle couldn't understand..."

Su Han's expression froze, and when he was about to leave, the whistle asked from behind.

"Brother Su Han, Xiaozi has a question... Can Xiaozi wait until the day when Kanding and Tianlingxing are destroyed?"

Su Han said indifferently: "That day will not be too late, I assure you."

The whistle continued to ask: "Can the whistle wait until the day you marry Sister Xiaogong?"

Xiaogong suddenly jumped out from the corner of the corridor, and said angrily, "Whistle, what are you talking about?"

"You must be terrified, come to Xiaogong sister's arms."

Whistle shook his head slightly, wiped away his tears and said: "I have grown up... I am no longer a child who only knows how to act like a baby in the arms of Xiaogong sister..."

A clear buzz sounded, and Su Han drew out the silver bright long knife, and walked down the stairs slowly.

When passing Xiaogong, Su Han whispered: "Take care of the whistle, don't let her go down, the next method may be a bit inappropriate."

Xiao Gong nodded and said: "Well, don't worry, leave it to Sister Xiao Gong!"

……

Dressed in purple, Su Han walked out of the attic slowly.

The purple robe of the heavenly leader was stained with blood, and the oppressive feeling of Su San in silence was far better than before.

In particular, his expression was indifferent, but his cheeks were stained with the blood of those warriors, and he was still holding the warrior's head in his hand, which was even more frightening.

The warriors in the garden couldn't help cursing: "Madman, Su San, you are crazy, do you know what you are doing?"

Su Han said indifferently: "Someone wants to insult the girl, I'm just practicing the justice in my heart, that's all."

The warriors became even more angry: "It's just playing with the sinner's family. Is it necessary to be so serious? You crazy!"

Looking around, the expressions on the faces of all the samurai present were surprisingly the same. They all thought it was an act of madness for him to turn against several superiors for the sake of a sinner's family.

Su Han's eyes were indifferent, and his fingertips were stroking the silver long knife: "Is there any last words to say?"

The only sober person present was Ryota Kujo, who struggled to run to Su Han, grabbed his thigh and begged, "Su San, don't kill me, I apologize to you."

"As [Yoli], it's my fault that I didn't restrain my subordinates. My father is Yoshimi Kujo. As long as you let me go, I'll go back and ask him to give you a promotion."

Having said that, no one noticed the viciousness hidden in Kujo Ryota's eyes.

Su Han sighed: "If I were late today, the situation would be different."

Hearing this, Kujo Ryota looked decisive, took out a talisman and put it in his mouth, and then a green hurricane suddenly rose under his feet, sending him into the air.

"I've already lowered my profile and begged you, but you still refuse to let me go."

"When I return to Tianling to practice, I will definitely torture you to death, Su San!"

After Kujo Ryota let go of his harsh words, he prepared to escape here in a green hurricane.

Su Han narrowed his eyes slightly, stroked the bright silver blade and said slowly: "Ten years of sharpening a sword."

An astonishing sword energy burst out, covering all the warriors present.

Su Han took a step forward: "I've never tried Frost Blade."

The maple leaves in the garden withered and fell one after another, the stream flowed backwards, cracks appeared in the rocks, and everyone's swords hummed involuntarily.

Finally, a samurai couldn't bear the fear in his heart, drew out his blade and roared and attacked Su Han.

Su Han closed his eyes and said softly, "Today, I will show you—"

Zheng!

A clear buzz sounded, like the neighing of a phoenix, resounding through the sky, and the blades of all the warriors came out of their scabbards at the same time, suspended in the air.

Su Han opened his eyes suddenly, and uttered the last sentence: "Who is wrong?!"

In an instant, all the sword blades split apart in unison, one split into two, and two split into four, turning into thousands of sword blades, roaring to catch up with Kujo Ryota who was far away from the outlying island.

And the samurai in the garden had already been killed by the invisible sword energy.

After realizing the ten thousand sharp blades attacking behind him, Kujo Ryota's face was pale, and with the talisman in his mouth, he urged the yin and yang magic in it with all his strength, trying to escape from the attack range of the blade in fear.

But no matter how fast Kujo Ryota escaped, those sword blades followed behind Kujo Ryota unhurriedly, as if they wanted to play tricks on him.