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Su Ruhui leaned against Sang Chiyu, his warm body made Sang Chiyu's body stiff, and he clenched his hand holding the crutch tightly.With a sullen face, he pulled Su Ruhui behind him, covered the pretentious guy with his body, and then raised his head to look at Han Ye, his eyes seemed to be soaked in frost and snow, icy cold to the bone.

"No matter what your late-night visit is, I'm afraid I won't be able to make your wish come true."

Han Ye sneered, "Don't forget, you are already a useless person, I want to sleep with your wife, what are you doing to stop me?"

Sang Chiyu had no expression on his face, and took out a dark red tube from his bosom with one hand, pulled off the cover, and a beam of bright red light shot straight into the sky with a sharp whistling sound, exploding circles of light rain in the sky.Seeing this thing, Han Ye's expression changed.

Sang Chiyu said coldly: "Even though you are useless, you still have good friends. If there are ten people in the secret sect who possess space secret arts, as soon as the arrow shoots out, the secret sect will arrive. Ten against one, you have no chance of winning. Activate the secret art It takes five breaths of time, conservatively estimate, you have ten breaths of time to leave."

Han Ye's smile was suppressed, and his brows were full of wind and thunder.Sang Chiyu stayed in the Kunlun Secret Sect since he was a child. Even if he was expelled from the sect, he must have many close friends, and Han Ye really didn't dare to trust him.He turned his gaze and landed on the guy behind Sang Chiyu who was poking his head.He took out a letter from his waist pocket, and said with a dark smile: "Sang Chiyu, your good wife said that I was plotting against you. I am really wronged. It is clear that he is the one who has passed the rules and invited me. I was invited to come here." , Who knows that he repented before the battle. This letter is the evidence, "Wait for the moon and the west wing, and the windward door is half open. The Jiang family is evil, and wait for the king to come." You can read it for yourself."

He threw the letter paper away, and the golden paper flew towards Sang Chiyu like a butterfly, and landed at Sang Chiyu's feet.

Su Ruhui: "..."

Han Ye, the little bastard, was probably dizzy with anger, and forgot that Ah Qi's mission was to spy on information.To separate him and Sang Chiyu so much, teach him how to find out the news?The evidence of Hong Xing's cheating was right in front of him, and Su Ruhui seemed to see the big green hat on Sang Chiyu's head.Su Ruhui blamed Su Ruhui for what he did, and Su Ruhui vomited blood in his heart.

Sang Chiyu's complexion did not change, and he said lightly: "The heart of the clumsy Jing is not mine, and I will find another lover. I will not complain, and you should not force others to make things difficult."

This means that Su Ruhui would get out of the wall whenever he wanted, and it was he, Sang Chiyu, who had no ability, and Sang Chiyu didn't blame Su Ruhui.But if you, Han Ye, failed to seek sex with the intention of robbing, it was your fault.

Not to mention Su Ruhui, even Han Ye didn't expect Sang Chiyu to be so broad-minded, and the green hat Sang Chiyu wore securely without any complaints.

"..." Han Ye sneered, and finally glanced at Su Ruhui, "Young Master Jiang, see you in the future."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

Su Ruhui put his hands around his mouth like a trumpet, and shouted at his back: "I'm not Mr. Jiang."

Han Ye and Sang Chiyu were both taken aback.

Su Ruhui immediately said: "I am Mrs. Sang!"

Han Ye seemed to be speechless for a while, and walked away.

This guy finally left, Su Ruhui heaved a sigh of relief.Han Ye's secret technique is powerful, and it has advanced to a higher level. If it is a real fight, he and Sang Chiyu have no chance of winning.Su Ruhui patted Sang Chiyu on the shoulder, "Fortunately, you have a loud arrow, otherwise we will be in trouble." He counted the time, "Ten breaths are up, and your friend's movements are too slow. When they come, we will be in trouble." Both have been buried together."

Sang Chiyu turned around and walked back slowly while supporting the crutches.

"I have no friends." His voice was flat.

"Ah?" Su Ruhui was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that Sang Chiyu had lied to Han Ye, and no one from the secret sect would come to rescue him.Su Ruhui picked up the empty arrow barrel that Sang Chiyu had just fired, only to realize that it was not the arrow from Kunlun Secret Sect calling for help, but a firework cannon barrel, which was probably left over from the day of their wedding.

This guy... Su Ruhui was speechless, Sang Chiyu's popularity was unbelievably bad before he died, and he never thought that Sang Chiyu's popularity was still so bad after five years of his death.

Sang Chiyu stood for too long, her knees hurt, and she had to take a rest after she couldn't walk two steps.Su Ruhui understood him, he was arrogant in his bones, and he definitely didn't want others to help him too much, otherwise he wouldn't have to think about driving Su Ruhui away every day.Su Ruhui didn't help, so he just followed along and asked with a smile, "Master, do you really not mind my affair?"

"You and I have reconciled," Sang Chiyu said, "It has nothing to do with me."

It's this attitude of rejecting people thousands of miles away, with "stay away from me" written from head to toe.Su Ruhui was very helpless, no wonder he had no friends, this temper made Su Ruhui willing to talk to him.

Sang Chiyu paused for a moment, then said abruptly, "That man just now... did you know him before?"

"I don't know," Su Ruhui half-truthfully replied, "But Su Ruhui must have known him, Su Ruhui, do you remember that black street genius, the founder of Shenji Guizang, didn't you two fight all the time? That person He seems to be looking for someone who looks like Su Ruhui, and if he finds one, he will take him in. I heard that many people died on his bed, and they were all handsome and extraordinary young men like me."

Talking about things, talking about things, Su Ruhui wanted to brag about himself, so he took out a mirror from his pocket to look at himself in the mirror, and said with a smack, "It's all because of being handsome."

His two-hundred-five-year-old appearance was criticized by many people in the past. Many people admired him and hated him. Many people wanted to punch him in the face.Sang Chiyu remained silent, as if he had already gotten used to his nonsense, listening to his nonsense in silence.

"It's difficult. I don't think the little bastard will let me go."

The two finally moved to the threshold of the wing room, Su Ruhui looked up to the sky and sighed.

Sang Chiyu stepped into the threshold and said, "I will find a way."

"Huh?" Su Ruhui wanted to say, even people from the Secret Sect are unwilling to save you, so what can you do?Raising his eyes, just in time to meet Sang Chiyu's calm eyes, his words stopped immediately.Sang Chiyu's eyes were deep, and Su Ruhui looked into his quiet eyes at once.He has always been a quiet person, a model of "reliability". He never promises easily, and once he promises, he will never hesitate to die.

This person is really like this, and he still wants to help others.Long before they turned against each other, Su Ruhui was very worried about him.He scrupulously followed Tan Taijing's teachings, and as a true gentleman, Su Ruhui was always worried that he was too early to break.He does his best to be kind to others, and Su Ruhui is even more worried that he will be deceived.

Su Ruhui was full of helplessness, but his brows and eyes were curved, and he said: "Then rely on my husband to protect me."

In fact, she didn't really want to rely on Sang Chiyu, Su Ruhui was just used to teasing him.

Sure enough, Sang Chiyu paused, and her cheeks were slightly flushed.Xianggong, Xianggong, just now called himself "Mrs. Sang". It was clearly not true, but he always spoke out loud, causing people to misunderstand.He pursed his lips, turned his face to close the door, and said in a cold voice, "It's late at night, please go back."

"Hey!" Su Ruhui blocked the door, "Master, you see my house has collapsed and I have nowhere to sleep, so I'll sleep in your house tonight."

"There are many spare rooms." Sang Chiyu didn't give any face this time, and directly bolted the door.

Lang's heart is like iron.Su Ruhui was very melancholy, and left with her hands behind her back.

Sang Chiyu went back to the bed, took out a small round box from the quilt, opened the lock, and flicked the lid back, revealing the black heart core stained with blood.No one knows the origin of this core. People in the Hall of Great Compassion take medicine to gain strength, and banned drugs are spread on the black market. They have always been the key targets of suppression by the Kunlun Secret Sect. Some people speculate that the black core is the masterpiece of the Hall of Great Compassion.Its past owner was Su Ruhui, the core gave Su Ruhui strength, and also gave him terrifying poison.Su Ruhui suffered from drug poisoning when he was 25 years old, and his body rapidly deteriorated in just two years, until he became terminally ill and there was no cure.

The core on Sang Chiyu's palm was dug out from Su Ruhui's body by the secret sect.

No one knew what the heart core brought to Su Ruhui, and some people speculated that it was an intelligence talent beyond ordinary people.After all, when Su Ruhui left the secret sect, he was still a second-generation ancestor who was misbehaving. After escaping into the black street, he made a big splash and created the "magic machine and ghost hideout" that shocked the world.

Although Sang Chiyu knew that the rumors were wrong, Su Ruhui was never a mediocre person.

However, this core, maybe you can give it a try.

Sang Chiyu took off her clothes and untied the gauze on her chest. The wound, which was extremely hideous the day before, was now covered with medicinal powder, so it was not so ugly.He twisted the core and put it into his wound.The blood scab that had just formed fell off, and the wound was forced open by him, and the blood gushed out, soaking the black core.

When the core is submerged halfway into the flesh and blood, it emits a slight blue light and automatically squeezes deep into the meridians.Sang Chiyu took off his hand, and the core disappeared deep in his wound.What will he become?He doesn't know either.In short, whatever Su Ruhui used to be, that's what he was like.

In fact, when that guy said that he dreamed that they had a relationship in the previous life, he knew that Su Ruhui had returned.Su Ruhui said this kind of nonsense that is deceitful at first sight, but not to him.He really hates Su Ruhui, he is the person who hates Su Ruhui the most in the world.He thinks that people may not be able to recognize the person they once liked at a glance, but they can certainly recognize the person they once hated at a glance.

Time has passed for a long time, and many things have changed. The respected teacher in the past has become hideous, and the Kunlun Secret Sect has become filthy.There is only a bright and upright appearance, but there is actually a violent heart.And he, Sang Chiyu, has also changed from a first-rank military officer in front of the palace to a useless cripple.

Only Su Ruhui is still the same, annoying, loves to cause trouble, and provokes debts everywhere.

The wound hurt so much, his chest seemed to be frozen with frost and snow, and his chest suddenly lost temperature, Sang Chiyu curled up on the bed in pain.In a daze, he remembered that in Beichen Palace in the border capital in the past, the head master asked him: "I am only holding jade, do you know my mistake?"

He said, "I know I was wrong."

The Grand Master nodded with satisfaction: "You finally figured it out, where did you go wrong?"

He raised his eyes and said every word, every word was deep-rooted.

"The fault is...not saving Su Ruhui!"

In a fit of anger, the chief sect stripped him of his secret techniques, broke his right leg, expelled him from the sect, and never regained his name.

He lowered his head, sweat dripped on the back of his hands, and the hair hanging on the bed had already changed color.He looked sideways slowly, and the mirror case on the table reflected his current appearance, as if white snow had fallen on his temples, dyed his long hair white, and even his eyes turned blue like the ice sea.There seemed to be a subtle change in the field of vision, and the light and shadow were distinct. He heard the leaves rustling outside the window, and the wind swept the fallen leaves, as if whispering.

Vision and hearing have been greatly improved, this body is no longer a mortal body.Alienated so thoroughly, much more than Su Ruhui in the past.He moved his hands and feet, the wound on his chest and back healed, his right leg could move, as if he had been reborn, and he felt the long-lost secret art power rushing in his body.

He knew that he was already a monster.

Su Ruhui helped Heijie, and Heijie betrayed him to the secret sect.Su Ruhui treated the secret sect kindly, and the secret sect stole his magic tricks.

The righteousness of the world has fallen, so why should he, Sang Chiyu, stick to his Taoism?It's better to be an ugly monster than a hypocrite.

"Mr. Sang, I'm back!" The old dog crawled in from the window, didn't notice the strangeness of the person on the bed, and said angrily, "That Jiang was evil and vicious, and sold me to the dog meat restaurant. I was so angry that I was seen walking naked. Tomorrow, the Yunzhou tabloids might write about a naked man running wildly on the street. I must tell Hei Guanyin that this person resurrected with his dead body. Hei Guanyin will definitely be right. He is interested in the secret technique, so he will have to disembowel him and study it carefully."

The old dog was lying next to the pedals. When he looked up, he saw Sang Chiyu's hair color as snow, and he was stunned. It's too intense, how do you feel? Hey, no, haven't I given you the secret medicine yet?"

Sang Chiyu looked at him, her icy blue eyes were as silent as the deep sea, without any waves, let alone any emotion.This inhuman appearance made the old dog unconsciously feel terrified.The old dog thought, probably Sang Chiyu found the Wuji powder he hid by himself, otherwise how could Sang Chiyu become like this?

Sang Chiyu asked: "I heard that there is a saying in the Hall of Great Compassion: A Bodhisattva who eats one person is a Bodhisattva who lives in one place, and a person who eats ten people is a Bodhisattva who lives in ten places. How many Bodhisattvas are you?"

The old dog proudly puffed up his chest, "No, I'm already the Bodhisattva of Sanzhu." He giggled, "Two men, one child, the baby's meat is tender and delicious."

"Did you report Jiang Quexie's incident just now?"

"Not yet," the old dog pulled out his communication compass from under the bed, "I'll tell Hei Guanyin now!"

"very good."

Sang Chiyu suddenly raised his hand and covered the old dog's Tianling cover.Countless ice-blue meridians sprouted from his palm, and inserted into the old dog's eyes, ears, mouth and nose.The old dog was bleeding from all seven orifices, stomping on all fours, and instantly returned to his naked body under Sang Chiyu's palm.The man didn't even utter a scream, his flesh weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and turned into an empty skin in an instant.

Sang Chiyu withdrew his hand and looked at his palm indifferently.The beam-like meridian retracted, and his palm returned to its original state.

Mystery · Devour.

Whoever he eats will get the secret technique.

Few people know his secret technique, because he hates his innate secret technique and rarely uses it.

After devouring the old dog, he got the old dog's secret technique "Transformation". After meditating for a while, the secret technique was activated silently, and his hair turned back to jet black inch by inch. deep blue.Then he leaned over to pick up the communication compass on the ground, fiddled with the gossip direction above, and the sigil left on the compass glowed faintly, connecting to someone on the opposite side.The other party was silent, waiting for the person on the compass side to speak.

Sang Chiyu asked: "I killed your dog and made a certificate, is that enough?"

A hoarse laughter sounded from the compass: "Mr. Sang, the old dog has served you for many days, and you kill him as soon as you say, don't you feel guilty?"

Sang Chiyu looked down at her palm, her eyes were silent.He had just killed someone he shouldn't have killed, but there was no disturbance in his heart, as if he had just crushed an ant passing by his feet.Everyone thinks he is a good man, even Su Ruhui thinks so, they don't know, but he didn't feel anything when he killed someone.To him, there is no difference between killing a pig and killing a pig. He just strictly abides by the precepts taught to him by Tan Taijing, upright, benevolent and just.

Pretending to be justice, is it justice?

"I don't feel it," he said.

The man laughed lowly, "Young Master Sang is different from the rumors, and the rumors really shouldn't be trusted. Tomorrow, the congregation will gather to preach the scriptures. I have prepared the position of the young master."