Chapter 44: There are picturesque women, famous Su painting!

The first zero three four chapters are picturesque, famous Su painting!
boom! There was a loud noise, and the violent spirit power fluctuations turned into an aperture that cut the void, ripples, and the world seemed to be divided into two halves.
Xiao Fan was tumbling with his internal organs shaken by the aftershock of the soul power. He quickly backed away and landed hundreds of meters away, looking at the distance in surprise.
At the place where he was originally, a white figure suddenly appeared. It was a woman in a white dress, white from head to toe.
This white is not withered, but gleams with faint fluorescence, making it look unpredictable and aloof.
Although only the back can be seen, Xiao Fan can guess that the woman in the white skirt has a peerless face.
The moment Xiao Fan looked at the woman, he couldn't help but think of a name in his mind, and looked down at Lu Zhan, who was already in his arms.
"Senior, she finally came to see you." Xiao Fan said in a voice that only he could hear.
The eyes of the crowd were all attracted by the women in the white skirts, and they were extremely uneasy inside, because the woman in the white skirts slapped the palm of the wind and thunder, and the woman in the white skirt did not move, but the wind and thunder retreated hundreds of feet.
Zhanfenglei represents the highest combat power of Wushuang Holy City, even he was shaken back?
"Who are you?" Zhan Fenglei didn't look very good, and he couldn't accept this fact in his heart.
On the contrary, Su Guzong in the distance suddenly shrank his pupils, and then his face showed excitement, and Su Moxuan did the same, as if the big stone in his heart had been put down.
"Father, sister, do you know her?" Su Mohan couldn't help asking, seeing the expressions of Su Guzong and Su Moxuan.
The two nodded and didn't say much. Su Mohan stared at the woman in the white dress. He always felt that the woman in the white dress had a familiar feeling, but he couldn't remember it.
"Father, have I met her somewhere?" Su Mohan frowned.
"You were hugged by her old man when you were young, and she took your name." Su Guzong nodded, secretly transmitting.
"Old man? She is so young and beautiful, how could she be an old man." Su Mohan curled his lips, feeling very surprised.
From the direction where he was, one could see the face of the woman in the white skirt, her skin brighter than snow, and her brows were picturesque. Under the light of her face, no matter how brilliant the brocade looked eclipsed.
She looked very holy, without dust and smoke, and her face was like an eighteen-year-old girl.
Su Mohan really couldn't understand why his father would respectfully call her an old man, is she an old witch?
"Don't talk nonsense!" Su Guzong glared at Su Mohan fiercely, and then carefully explained: "She is a figure of your grandfather's generation. When your grandfather left, he specifically confessed to me and asked me to treat her. It must be treated like your grandfather, even respectful."
The reason why Su Guzong told Su Mohan was that he was afraid that Su Mo's cold disaster would come out of his mouth and offend the white skirt woman.
"No?" Su Mohan was dumbfounded, and looked at the woman in the white skirt in amazement: "So awesome, what is her name?"
It's no wonder that Su Mohan was so surprised. His grandfather was a strong man in the middle of the Holy Realm. He has been away for more than ten or two decades. It is estimated that it is very likely to go further now. How could this white skirt woman be more powerful than his grandfather.
"She's Su Hua, I'll call her Su Aunt, you have to call him Su Granny." Su Guzong said solemnly, "You will shut your mouth tightly in the future, don't offend people who shouldn't offend, if I leave in the future , And I can safely hand over the Su family to you."
"Yes, father." Su Mohan's expression instantly became extremely solemn, but he muttered softly, "Grandma Su? Is it also a member of my Su family."
"She is indeed a member of my Su family. Did you know that there is a forbidden land in the backyard of my Su family? She lives there." Su Moxuan added.
The three of them used spirit power to communicate very quickly, and only a few breaths of time passed.
In the distance, Zhan Fenglei saw that Su Hua, a woman in white skirt, didn't pay attention to him at all, and couldn't help getting angry and sternly: "Your Excellency, do you want to be an enemy of my Temple of War?"
Su Hua, the woman in the white dress, remained silent, her eyes were cold and indifferent, she looked up at Zhan Fenglei, and Zhan Fenglei trembled.
What he saw in Su Hua's eyes was ruthless and indifferent. He was proud of his identity as the Lord of the God of War, and the other party completely dismissed it.
Zhan Fenglei didn't dare to say one more word. If he angered this woman, he would probably die too, and the entire warrior would follow.
The crowd was silent, and even the exhalation became low, for fear that it would disturb this peerless powerhouse.
Many people are secretly guessing the identity of Su Hua, and being able to come to rescue Xiao Fan in a critical moment is probably related to Xiao Fan.
At this moment, Su Hua suddenly turned around and walked towards Xiao Fan. Xiao Fan stood there with a very calm face. Only he knew that Su Hua did not come for him, but for Lu Zhan.
Su Hua walked step by step, walking slowly, and only came to Xiao Fan after a while.
"You are late." Xiao Fan spit out indifferently, really didn't have much impression of Su painting.
Xiao Fan, who had read Lu Zhan's memory, naturally knew the painting of the woman in white skirt, Su, and also knew the position of Su painting in Lu Zhan's heart. In Lu Zhan's memory, most of the things were about this woman.
Fifty years ago, that was the happiest time for Lu Zhan. Every day, he was able to be with his most beloved woman, wandering around the world.
That woman is the Su painting in front of me. The two have gone from meeting to loving each other. In a few years, the two have lived freely and unfettered, and finally they are ready to unite the crystallization of love.
For his most beloved woman, Lu Zhan is also preparing to leave the blood house and retreat.
However, on the night when Lu Zhan made his decision, the originally happy family was torn apart overnight.
The cause of everything is because Su Hua suddenly awakened a bloodline power.
During the awakening of the power of blood, she directly swallowed all the vitality in Lu Zhan's body. If it hadn't been for Su Hua to wake up in time, Lu Zhan would have already died.
That night, although Lu Zhan did not die, his appearance was never younger, and he became a rickety old man.
You know, the Battle Saint Realm has a life span of hundreds of years, and Lu Zhan is now less than a hundred years old. How could he become an old man when he was full of energy?
Similarly, that night, Su Hua also whitened her head, absorbed Lu Zhan's blood, and her bloodline began to slowly awaken. She had no face to see Lu Zhan again and left resolutely.
Lu Zhan searched for more than 20 years, until more than ten years ago, Lu Zhan saw her come back, but when he went to see her, he was turned away.
From then on, that lonely cliff became Lu Zhan’s home. Every time he looked at Su’s painted courtyard, he smiled from the heart. Sometimes he would talk to himself, trying to take his joy. Share with her.
Even if he became the elder of the blood building, Lu Zhan has been guarding there for more than ten or twenty years. He thought that she would definitely come to see him in the future.
Although every time he gets nothing on the cliff, he never gets tired of it. No matter the wind and rain, he will be there in a daze for an hour or two every day.
Who says the killer is ruthless?
Lu Zhan is a sentient killer!
These pictures flashed in Xiao Fan's mind, and his eyes became moist. Although he didn't want to give Lu Zhan to Su Hua, he knew that this was Lu Zhan's long-cherished wish, which is the first thing Lu Zhan told him before. Three requirements.
She didn't want to see herself when she was alive. She would always look at herself when she was dead. This was Lu Zhan's idea. When he was alive, there was a figure flashing in his mind: there is a picture of a woman, a painting of Su.
Xiao Fan took a deep breath, and finally prepared to hand over Lu Zhan's body to Su Hua.