Former Enemy [Rebirth]

As soon as Su Che finished speaking, a deep sneer sounded from An Qiyuan's throat.

With the sound of the sound, several wall lamps dotted in the inner room strangely lit up.

With the light from the candle, Su Che was finally able to clearly see the man who was so close to him.

Even though the chin was covered with azure beard, the dense hair on the head was fluffy and messy because it hadn't been taken care of for many days, and the tattered black robe hung on the perfect body that was so strong that it was enviable.Even Rao's slovenly appearance couldn't cover up the domineering aura of this man at all.

Su Che still hasn't figured out what kind of strong psychological quality it is that makes An Qiyuan show such a strong psychological quality to himself, who was already at the peak of God Transformation, in the world of comprehension where absolute strength is the right to speak. naked eyes?

Perhaps the only explanation is that this man was born with the word "defiant" perfectly. Su Che felt faintly a long time ago that perhaps there is no one in this world who is more suitable for the path of demon cultivation than An Qiyuan .

Having not seen this so-called "old friend" for a long time, Su Che was distracted for a while.

But An Qiyuan didn't give him too much time, only to see his white robe being ripped apart fiercely at the middle lap with his fingers rising and falling.

Although the sound of cloth breaking was not loud, it was very harsh to Su Che's ears.

"you!"

The torn robe hung down naturally, and Su Che's left chest was exposed to the air.

Fortunately, the robe was only torn up to the waist by An Qiyuan. Although the skin on the lower abdomen felt a little cold, the rest of the body was not in danger of being exposed.

Before Su Che could react, he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder socket.

Between lightning and flint, a spiked magic weapon with a triangular head stabbed fiercely into the socket of Su Che's shoulder.

Su Che's already pale face became more and more ugly at this moment, but the three-edged magic weapon stuck in the flesh did not intend to stop, but spun a little at an extremely slow speed under An Qiyuan's deliberate actions. .

"Uh……"

Su Che couldn't help but groaned in pain, and a large amount of warm blood immediately gushed out from the wound with the rotation of the spikes.The blood flowed all the way down Su Che's pale left chest, gradually wetting the white robe hanging around his waist.

The smell of fresh blood filled his nostrils, and he hadn't been hurt like this for some time. Even if it was his own blood, when Su Che smelled this fishy and sweet smell, it was inevitable that he would do evil again and again.

"You said you were Su Che?"

While twirling the spikes in his hand, An Qiyuan slowly approached Su Che's cheek.

"Since you want to pretend to be him so much, you should have created this scar on yourself early in the morning."

As soon as An Qiyuan finished speaking, the spike on Su Che's chest was suddenly pulled out.

Without the obstruction of the spikes, the blood flowed faster, and Su Che, who had lost too much blood, felt a sense of dizziness that was stronger than that.

An Qiyuan patted Su Che's sweaty face.

"Don't you know that Su Che and I participated in the Zongmen Grand Competition when we were in the alchemy period, and Su Che was stabbed by this three-edged thorn at that time, and I have stayed in this position ever since. Such a scar."

Su Che's consciousness became a little fuzzy, but when he heard An Qiyuan mention it, he immediately remembered what happened in the competition field almost decades ago.

Although it is said that the martial arts competition is all-in-one, An Qiyuan didn't know what happened in that competition. He seemed to be in an extremely bad mood. Has launched a fierce offensive.

Su Che was caught off guard at the beginning and was temporarily at a disadvantage, An Qiyuan took advantage of Su Che's sword to defend, and slammed into Su Che's sword.

Su Che couldn't react to An Qiyuan's opposite approach. Before Su Che had time to respond, An Qiyuan stabbed Su Che with the three-edged thorn in his hand. left shoulder socket.

At the same time as the three-edged thorn pierced through, An Qiyuan also poured his own devilish energy into Su Che's body along the magic weapon.

Although Su Che, who came back to his senses later, kicked An Qiyuan off the competition stage with one kick, the wound made by the triangular thorn was infused with a devilish energy that completely opposed the aura of the Taoist cultivator. It took a long time to heal.After healing, a scar like a redbud flower was left behind.

Although the scars cannot be removed, they have gradually faded over time, and you won't notice them if you don't look carefully.

If An Qiyuan hadn't mentioned it today, even Su Che himself would have almost forgotten about it.

Su Che panted heavily, his head drooped and he didn't answer.

I don't know if it's Su Che's dying appearance that has caused Du Yao, who has been a bystander, to feel strongly uneasy. After all, if this "Qing Yan" has an accident, let alone An Qiyuan, he will go further and further on the path of madness. Far away, even the foundation that Unforgiven Valley has finally established will be destroyed sooner or later.

Du Yao forcibly cast a spell to break through An Qiyuan's curse, but after all, Du Yao was only a Nascent Soul cultivator. The mana backlash caused is also not to be underestimated.

Sure enough, even though Du Yao lifted the curse, his Adam's apple was bloody red, and as soon as he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood gushed out of his throat, and before he could speak, his throat felt as painful as a needle prick.

"metropolitan……"

"This is indeed not Su Zongzhu's physical body, but inside... it is Su Zongzhu's spiritual consciousness..."

Du Yao's voice was no longer as clear as before, but it became like a broken copper, and when he spoke, it was as unpleasant as a bellows leaking air.

But since the lie has already been started by him, it can only be continued by him.

When An Qiyuan heard it, the expression on his face changed.

But after all, he still has the same deep-rooted skepticism as Wan Moxiu. Although he has a certain possibility in his mind, he still won't easily follow others' advice.

Pinching Su Che's chin again, An Qiyuan asked, "Is what Du Yao said the truth?"

It's a pity that now Su Che has been exhaling more and less inhaling under An Qiyuan's series of ravages. Just looking at his eyelids half-drooped, it seems that he doesn't pass out, it's already good. It makes sense that he can't answer An Qiyuan's words among things.

An Qiyuan turned a deaf ear to it, and still asked aggressively: "Although I hurt Su Che in that competition, I was also hurt. If you can tell where I was injured, I will believe that you are Su Che."

Although Su Che's eyes were already out of focus, and the facial features of the man in front of him began to blur, but he did hear An Qiyuan's question.

The contest many years ago subconsciously appeared in his mind, and Su Che still clearly remembered that An Qiyuan bumped into his sword in a daze.

Su Che was holding a sword in his right hand. Although An Qiyuan wanted to hurt him at that time, he definitely wouldn't put his own life on it.Although Su Che's sword pierced through An Qiyuan's left waist, it happened to miss the vital point.

Therefore, although the scars on An Qiyuan's body were left in a competition, there were two sword cuts on the left side of his waist.

Although the answer was obvious, Su Che didn't say it right away.

The severe pain made his consciousness more and more blurred, but he knew one thing.

If you say it, it will prove that you are indeed Su Che, and even though you can save your life under An Qiyuan's hands, you will be regarded as a canary in a cage from now on, and you will lose everything completely. dignity.

If he didn't say anything, he would die in An Qiyuan's hands right now.

Thinking of these two possibilities, Su Che chose the latter without any hesitation.

"I……"

"do not know……"

Before finally losing consciousness, Su Che relied on the last sliver of his wits to prop up his heavy eyelids and take a look at An Qiyuan, who has always been arrogant and domineering.

Suddenly remembered that An Qiyuan seemed to be six or seven years younger than himself in age, but now he was already at the peak of the god transformation.

In all fairness, although Su Che has been hailed as an unborn genius in the cultivation world, An Qiyuan is really a genius among geniuses.

Besides, no matter how talented Su Che is, he has already "fallen", while An Qiyuan still has unlimited possibilities on the road of cultivation.

Thinking of this, Su Che, who did not have the body protection of Dao Xiu Xin Dharma, unexpectedly gave birth to a trace of jealousy that ordinary people would have.

This arrogant brat...

Su Che thought to himself.

You can't always get everything you want.

At least I, Su Che, have to die cleanly and understandably, it's better than being your plaything in a cage in a chic and comfortable way.

At that moment, Su Che thought about it thoroughly, and the instinctive fear in his eyes dissipated.

Su Che closed his eyes like this, and completely plunged himself into the chaotic darkness again.