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Su Yuxing knelt on the ground, spitting out blood from his mouth.

Ji Bianding retracted his sword and asked inexplicably: "Why don't you dodge? You can dodge obviously..."

Su Yuxing sneered, and said in a low voice: "Ji Bianding, do you know that, in fact, no matter who wins, Fuyi Assassin will die in the end, and I will die... But you must remember that the people behind me People can easily kill you."

It can also easily control you.

Ji Bianding saw Su Yuxing lower his head and smile again, and slowly closed his eyes, never opening them again.

Another person came out from the shadows, wearing Su Yuxing's usual style of clothes, but wearing the mask of a Fuyi assassin.

He walked straight to Ji Bianding, but kept passing Ji Bianding, and finally squatted in front of Su Yuxing, took off his mask, revealing a face exactly like Su Yuxing's.

No!Not exactly the same!

Ji Bianding took a closer look and found that their eyebrows and eyes are not alike, but the overall feeling is very similar, even after a long time, the more they look like each other.

What's happening here?

Ji Bianding stood in the autumn wind, watching the fallen leaves slowly fall, suddenly blessed to the heart, said: "You are the Fuyi Assassin."

His eyes wandered, as if he was recalling: "Su Yuxing said before that he has a righteous brother, Su Yuwu, who is in poor health and can't practice, so he never came to Nanhua Mountain."

So, this is a lie?Su Yuwu is also very talented, and even became a Fuyi assassin?

Ji Bian must not know.

Su Yuwu hugged Su Yuxing's body, and tried hard to knock off a little bit of cinnabar on Su Yuxing's forehead, so much that he almost bled.

But he worked hard for a long time, but there were still some red residues, as if growing together with flesh and blood.He smiled mockingly, and carefully put the mask he took off on the dead Su Yuxing, with a serious attitude and focused expression.

In the end, he carried Su Yuxing's body on his back and left directly.

When passing by Ji Bianding, he paused, and said coldly: "Assassin Fuyi is dead, you will become famous again, as for me—"

His original sarcasm suddenly disappeared, and instead he smiled gently, his whole demeanor changed instantly, he looked arrogant and conceited, just like Su Yuxing himself: "I am not an assassin in Fuyi, I am already Su Yuxing, the president of the Blue Clothes Club .”

As soon as Su Yu left, Ji Bianding pulled out from the grass the Tuantuan lying on the ground pretending to be dead, and forced him to ask, "What's going on here!"

Tuantuan stared at her round eyes with an innocent face: "I don't know what you're talking about, because I'm just a baby panda."

Ji Bianding thought about what happened just now, his mind was messed up and troubled, the words of Su Yuxing and Su Yuwu kept replaying in his mind, disturbing his mind.

What the hell is this?Fuyi Assassin must die?Su Yuxing died for his younger brother?Then Su Yuwu pretended to be Su Yuxing and continued to pretend that nothing happened?How did this twisted operation and brain circuit appear?

Ji Bianding pinched Tuantuan's claws, looked into his black grape-like eyes, and asked, "Hurry up and hand over the next plot!"

"What's going on? Who does Su Yuxing belong to? Who hired the Fuyi assassin to kill me?"

Tuantuan cried and chirped: "I... I only know that it is the Fuyi Assassin hired by Xie Hezhang. Isn't Su Yuxing a disciple of Lord San De?"

Xie Hezhang?Isn't he also from the Blue Shirts Club?It's still a person from Tianqi Xie's family... what does this represent...

Tuantuan: "That's right! Xie Hezhang is still a mountain ghost."

Mountain ghost?Isn't that the same existence as Chaoyang masses?how……

Ji Bianding grabbed Tuantuan with both hands: "The plot plot! The next plot! Isn't everything going well ahead? Why did Su Yuxing die suddenly!"

But Tuantuan began to cry: "No more! The author's eunuch is gone! That's it!"

"what?"

Tuantuan felt wronged, squatted on the ground, and yelled: "If there is still a plot, why should I look for you! The rest is all up to you!"

Ji Bian felt a lot of pressure.

Today Su Yuxing had already taught him a lesson, and even beat him with his own death, announcing an unknown existence hidden behind the scenes.

There is no trace of this unknown existence in the previous plot.But he was able to control Su Yuxing, who was comparable in strength to him, so that Su Yu could watch his brother die without his eyes, but he still had to pretend to maintain the normality of the Blue Shirts Club.

His master is Mr. Pingsu, and Mr. Pingsu is the ruler of Nanhua Mountain. Nanhua Mountain is considered to be the most powerful force in the world. Then, who else can control Su Yuxing, who is equally equal to him?

Is it alone?Still a force?

Heavy fog shrouded Ji Bian's mind.

He returned to his yard full of doubts, and a night returner who was waiting here came up to him: "Mr. Pingsu is back, send someone to learn first."

Ji Bian hummed, sent someone away, and walked towards Pingsu Jun's palace by himself, but he couldn't help but suspect Pingsu Jun in his heart.

Will it be him?

……

Is he?

After hearing Su Cheng's words, Xie Miaoren closed her eyes and pondered: Could Xie Heng be her child?

But her child is already dead, and she buried it with her own hands. That tomb is still in the apocalypse, and she worships it every year...

If Xie Heng is really her child, then...that tomb...but when she saw her Heng'er with her own eyes..."

Xie Miaoren stared at Su Cheng: "Why should I trust you?"

Su Cheng said indifferently: "I am Su Cheng."

Xie Miaoren's eyes widened, and a little surprise appeared on his stiff face: "Mountain Lord? Are you in retreat..."

She shut up suddenly.

Su Cheng sneered and said, "Retreat? Do you even believe it?"

Holding a small teacup, he said calmly: "I am Xie Heng's master. When Su Ping comes back, I will appear in front of him and confront him face to face... I don't believe in the three virtues, I don't believe in everything, so I contact Wu Xiang, your second uncle."

Xie Miaoren: "Second uncle... Jun Wuxiang, he is also your disciple, so he should seek justice for you."

Su Cheng sighed: "But Xie Heng's strength is too low. At that time, once the time comes, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect him..."

Xie Miaoren touched the piece of jade, and could feel the familiar energy in it, which was input by herself when she was still alive.

She was sure that this piece of jade belonged to her child, but she couldn't believe it... Her child... the child buried by her own hands... is still alive?

If everything is true, there must be a conspiracy behind it...

Xie Miaoren closed her eyes and said resolutely: "I believe in you! Even if there is a ten-thousandth possibility, I will not let Xie Heng have an accident!"

She lowered her head, the whole jade in her hand suddenly gave off a faint green light, and slowly separated a small piece of jade, and then handed the big jade back to Su Cheng.

"I will put this little jade away. Please, put the big jade on Xie Heng. Once he is attacked, I will feel it... No matter what, I will not let Heng'er die in front of me again."

"Master Su? Are you here?"

Xie Heng's voice suddenly came from outside.

Xie Miaoren panicked for a moment, but immediately calmed down again.She shook her head at Su Cheng, turned her head to look inside, and expressed her attitude of not going out.

Su Cheng stood up, sighed, opened the door and walked out.

Xie Heng was waiting outside, when he saw Su Cheng coming out, he hurried forward, approached and said, "Wu Xiangjun is back."

Su Cheng nodded with a serious face: "Let's go, let's meet up, and then go find Su Ping."

Xie Heng nodded, suddenly turned his head to look at the wooden door behind him when Su Cheng came out, found nothing, and followed Su Cheng away.

When they reached the mountain gate together, they saw a middle-aged man with disheveled hair standing there with his back to them.

He is tall and straight and upright.

Su Cheng stood still and called out, "Wuxiang."

Wu Xiangjun turned around, approached step by step, stared at Su Cheng for a long time, and then said: "Are you really Master Su?"

Su Cheng's face remained unchanged: "You don't believe it?"

Wu Xiangjun closed his eyes: "How do you prove it?"

Su Cheng had a calm face: "So do you want to know the deeds of your teenage hero who saved the beauty or you secretly matched Xie Miaoren and Chen Biguan back then and made Xie Yixian go berserk......"

"Master Su, I was wrong, please don't tell Yixian."

Su Cheng shook his head helplessly and smiled: "You are really..."

Wu Xiangjun sighed, lifted his robe and knelt down in front of Su Cheng: "The mentor was in trouble, the disciple was unfilial, and failed to help."

Su Cheng patted him on the shoulder, helped him up, and said with a wry smile: "It's not your fault, I didn't expect..."

"Master Su, what do you plan to do next?"

Su Cheng turned around, looked at the mountain high into the clouds behind him, and said with a smile: "How to do it? Naturally, face to face! Take back everything I have, and judge him for his crimes."

"I must ask him, why did he do this? The position of the Mountain Lord is already in his pocket, why can't he wait?"

"My wife, my child...what happened...why is there no news at all..."

Wu Xiangjun said in a low voice: "At the beginning, he said that you failed to break through and suffered backlash, and Madam Yue died to save you... As for Su Ruoran... I don't know if his current young disciple Yue Ranruo has something to do with it. ..."

Su Cheng: "It doesn't matter, we have to settle it today..."

His eyes turned to the top of the mountain, the hazy clouds and mist shrouded the wooden palace, the green forest was covered with layers of filters, the scenery was especially beautiful

Ji Bianding withdrew his gaze from looking at Yunwu, and looked at Pingsu Jun.

In fact, Mr. Pingsu looks very gentle and handsome, with a very well-proportioned figure. The whole body shape has a kind of beauty that is extremely controlled. He often recites poems and paints, plays the piano and makes tea. A literati without the power to restrain a chicken.

He stood in the hall, looked up at a pair of cursive script hanging in front of him, and smiled at Ji Bianding who was slowly approaching behind him: "I heard that you recently fell in love with someone?"

Ji Bianding smiled: "Well, Xie Heng is very talented."

"Hmm." Ping Su Jun hummed lightly, and stopped talking.

Ji Bianding stood for a while, and couldn't help asking: "Is there something wrong, Master?"

Ping Sujun chuckled: "Yes, but the people haven't arrived yet."

Ji Bianding said: "Master has made an appointment with someone else?"

The footsteps of three people slowly appeared outside the palace.

Ji Bianding felt Xie Heng's breath.

Ping Sujun turned around: "Here, isn't this, it's here..."

The author has something to say: It's almost over... Please ignore me if you find any tricks