Chapter 421: Some friends come from the south

Listening to Zhu Luo's words, Chen Changsheng turned back subconsciously, looking at Su Li and the assassin named Liu Qing.
When he left the border town and met outside Lin, he knew that the terrible assassin in the world had been following his Su Li secretly, which made him very uneasy and stressed. He even felt unbearable sometimes.
It was not until the moment that he saw the smile on the faces of Su Li and the assassin in the rain, and then saw the assassin's sword pierce into the virtual image of Zhu Luo like the sparse branches of the water moon in the open pond. It was discovered that the assassin had never shot with him and Su Li for so many days, not because of the terrible forbearance and patience, not because he was looking for a better mobile phone meeting, but because he had been protecting Su Li, he was waiting The most dangerous moment appears!
Liu Qing actually knows the gold and black swordsmanship. Knowing that the gold and black swords are the secret swords created by Su Li, it can be seen that the relationship between him and Su Li must be extremely close. In this way, Xunyang City tonight is indeed a Bureau, however, this is not the Bureau of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the State Religion, but the Bureau of Lishan, Su Li and the Assassin.
This is what Chen Changsheng thought at the moment, just like Zhu Luo and the people in the light rain at this time. But Liu Qing did not admit that even if his golden black sword was so dazzling, there was still burning embers dancing in the rain silk.
He will be a sword away from the mountain, but he is not a person from the mountain.
Somehow, such unconvincing rhetoric convinced Chen Changsheng. Zhu Luo naturally would not believe that he had his own judgment, but there was no time at this time and there was no need to explore the truth behind this incident.
Zhu Luo looked to Su Li, his expression was indifferent, but the moonlight in his eyes was about to burn.
He came to Xunyang City today to kill this man.
If it were in the past, even if he was in all directions, he would not dare to say that he might defeat Su Li, but the entire continent knew that Su Li was seriously injured when he broke through the demon siege. He thought that killing Su Li was a simple thing, and he didn't even need to do it himself. But now it seems that even if he shot in person, he may not be able to succeed.
He even suffered a serious injury.
Such a person like Su Li is really difficult to kill.
In the same way, although he was seriously injured, it is also difficult to be killed. In the heavy rain, Wang Po, Liu Qing, and Chen Changsheng's response can be said to be the toughest, the most wise, and even perfect. It incredibly wounded Zhu Luo, but there was no way to let him die or admit defeat.
"I did count some things wrong." Zhu Luo looked at Su Li across the countless thin curtains woven by the light rain and said: "Everyone knows that you seem to be random and casual, the game is human, but in fact you are proud and lofty. There are no friends in the world, and Lishan cannot come to help you, but I did not expect that there are people who are willing to help you this cold-blooded person."
What this sentence says is that Wang Po and Chen Changsheng and Liu Qing, especially the first two, are different from Su Liji in terms of temperament and other things. Their way of doing things and their goodwill towards the world are Su. He has always mocked and despised him the most, but Chen Changsheng never gave up, and Wang Po was not far away, just to help him, as if to tell Su Li, the murderous lone star, this world is not blind cold, there are always people who deserve it trust.
"But you should be very clear that they cannot save you."
Zhu Luo glanced at the yellow paper umbrella in Su Li's hand and continued, "You can't live today. Your struggles are just in vain, just dragging time."
Su Lijing looked at him quietly, did not speak, and did not know whether it was disdain or other reasons.
"You dragged the king to break the sword, and the assassin to the sword, but what about?"
Pointing at the dark night city and the wilderness farther, Juluo said, "Look at this world, there is only one nerd, a teenager and a blind ghost in front of you, and we are the whole world."
While saying this, his soles gradually left the water, his body floated into the rain, his hair fluttered, and the domineering breath enveloped the entire Xunyang city. Blood flowed from his chest to the tiger’s mouth and fell to On the ground more than ten feet away, there was a crackling soft sound.
The light rain finally broke, and the clouds cracked again, revealing a sky that did not know if it was real, as if there was a moon. Countless swords fall like Yuehua, and Yuehua flows like water, flowing on the streets.
There are countless bottomless cracks on the hard street, all of which are sword marks.
This is the result of the strongest sacred realm exerting breath.
Juluo was determined to issue his strongest blow.
Suddenly, Wang Po said, "Senior, will you pay for Shouyuan for two hundred years?"
Zhu Luo has been seriously injured. If he wants to kill Su Li without accident, he will have to pay more. He looked at Wang Po and said, "Wang kid, you have not paid the same life for twenty years?"
Previously in the inn, Wang Po severely wounded Xiao Zhang and Liang Wangsun. To know that although he is the top of the Xiaoyao list, in fact, the strength of the three is very close. He has one enemy and two, and he has to lose the fighting power in the shortest time. .
Wang Po did this, and he paid a lot.
Xiao Zhang and Liang Wangsun were very shocked.
At this time, he asked Zhu Luo, and Zhu Luo returned the question to him.
Wang Bro's eyebrows were washed by the rain, lighter and more drooping, his clothes were wet by the rain, and looked more shabby.
If he is a Mr. accountant, the club he serves must have gone bankrupt.
But what he said was still so calm and powerful.
"I'm still young, but you are old, senior."
Years are the most fair and the most unfair.
Age is Wang Po's biggest advantage over Zhu Luo.
Su Li, who had never spoken, suddenly burst into laughter, with endless pleasure in his laughter.
Then, he said to Wang Po: "These old things can only end in life and cannot be defeated. You don't have to persuade him."
Wang Po understood, and the people on the rain street also understood. If Zhu Luo retires tonight, how can he maintain his sacred status on the mainland, and how can he still live in all directions?
Since it is a wind and rain in all directions, it cannot be defeated, only can be won.
Even if it takes two hundred years.
Su Li's laughter echoed in the quiet city of Xunyang, full of mockery of the so-called prestige and the extended family.
Juluo suddenly looked at the night sky, a sneering smile on his lips.
Su Li's smile suddenly disappeared.
Zhu Luo looked at him mockingly and said, "Don't you think about it, since it is a few of us who are determined to kill you, is it that an old thing like me will come only one? You dragged yourself into the abyss in the end, but you will regret it ?"
The rain in Xunyang City has stopped, and the clouds in the sky have gradually dispersed, but it is still gloomy, I don't know when.
There was a moon in the half of the sky, looming in the clouds.
In the other half of the sky, countless bright stars suddenly appeared.
Chen Changsheng didn't know what was happening. Looking at the starry sky, he found that his life star was not there, and vaguely understood that the stars were all virtual images.
Who is coming? Can such a vision be born in heaven and earth?
Wang Po's expression became very solemn. Standing in front of Su Lima, Liu Qing lowered his head, blood dripping from his face, not knowing what he was thinking. The voice of whispering whispered on the street in the distance, with occasional exclamations. Even the expressions of King Liang Sun and Xue He have become a little weird. They did not expect that such a big battle would happen tonight.
Hua Jiefu's face was pale, what did he do?
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Someone came to Xunyang City.
Before he appeared, a sea of ​​stars appeared in the sky.
A powerful consciousness gradually came, and the water on the street was bouncing like a boil.
That man is called a stargazer, and he has lived by the sea or in Daxizhou, stargazing at night for more than 300 years.
That person was very close to Zhu Luo, and said that Xingyue Wushuang, of course, he is also in all directions.
It was quiet in the city of Xunyang.
Wang Po turned to look at Chen Changsheng and said, "You should leave."
Chen Changsheng's hand trembling slightly, said, "How about you?"
Wang Po thought for a while and said, "I want to try again."
Knowing not to do but wanting to do it, knowing to lose to but wanting to fight.
Wang Po made three years of accounts at the Tangs in Wenshui, without any mistakes.
He always said what he said.
He believed that Su Li should not die tonight, he would fight for it to the end. But he believes that Chen Changsheng does not need to stay here again, because Chen Changsheng is just a teenager, and there is still a lot of youth to waste and experience.
Chen Changsheng thought about it very seriously, but still did not decide whether to leave.
Today's rain is a bit cold, Juluo's sword is cold, but his blood is still hot.
Finally, he made a decision.
But everyone knows that his decision, even Wang Po's decision, has no meaning.
Wang Po, Chen Changsheng, and Liu Qing have pushed Zhu Luo to this part. They are already proud and proud, and this rain battle will be recorded in the history book, but they can't do more.
Two strong men in the sacred realm came to Xunyang City at the same time.
This is a picture that has not happened in many years.
Many people looked at Su Li subconsciously.
The two strong men in the sacred realm came for this man.
Suddenly, those who wanted to kill Su Li gave birth to a lot of awe and envy.
The Mozu wants to kill him, plotting for many years, the strong one will do his best, Wan Qiwei Snowfield.
He was seriously injured, and the human world wanted to kill him, and he also had to dispatch the two strongest big men.
Such a life is really worthy of pride and glory, and it's no regret.
People want to know what people like Su Li will say at the last moment of life.
Under the eyes of countless eyes, Su Li finally spoke.
He looked at Zhu Luo floating in the sky and said, "Can you wait a little longer?"
It's like talking about cross talk.
Still a stand-up comedy.
Zhu Luo raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "At this time, I still want to delay the time. Some of them do not meet your identity. Is it possible that people like Uncle Lishan will also fear Xinghai after death?"
"Yes, I'm dragging time." Su Li's voice was very calm. "From Junzhai to Xunyang City, I have been dragging time because he lives far away and it takes a long time to come over."
Juluo asked: "You have been...waiting for someone?"
Su Li said: "Not bad."
Zhu Luo said: "Not Liu Qing?"
Su Li said: "He has followed me, why should he wait? And I thought he came to kill me."
Chen Changsheng couldn't help but glance at Liu Qing, wondering what is the relationship between this famous assassin and Su Li?
Juluo asked after a moment of silence: "Who are you waiting for?"
Su Li said: "I'm waiting for a friend."
Juluo mocked and asked, "Do you also have friends?"
If this is a question to the average person, it will seem ridiculous. People live in the world and eat whole grains, fresh vegetables and fruits. Who wouldn't have a friend? Whether it is a friend of wine and meat, or a friend of the same Zhang Tailiu, in short, they are all friends. But this sentence is about Su Li, so it is not absurd.
The entire continent knows that Su Li never believed in people and had no friends.
Even Chen Changsheng knew he had no friends.
The disciples of Lishan are his doormen, even family members, but not friends.
Wang Po is not his friend, Chen Changsheng is not, and Liu Qing is obviously not.
To be precise, there are many people who worship Su Li in this world.
But few people are qualified to be his friends.
In Su Li's view, those people are all old things, decayed wood, and bastards.
Such as Zhu Luo, such as stargazers who are coming soon.
Zhu Luo is very convinced that among those who are qualified to be Su Li's friends, that is, the only dozen people in the entire continent who can change today's situation, absolutely no one is Su Li's friend.
The colder fact is that most of the dozen most powerful people in the world are Su Li's enemies.
Zhu Luo didn't understand who Su Li was waiting for. If his friend is a farmer, this friendship is legendary and very aesthetically meaningful, but what is the point?
"People like you all have friends. Why would someone as good as me have no friends?"
Su Li looked at Zhu Luo mockingly and said: "Idiot!"
As his words fell, the Xinghai over Xunyang City suddenly shook.
A solemn holiness and even some sacred breath blocked all the coercion of the Xinghai.
Then, one came from the south.
It was Su Li's old friend.
The man fluttered in white, flew more than ten miles in an instant, and came to Xunyang City from the wilderness outside the city.
The man was a woman in a white sacrificial suit.
Thousands of miles of wind and dust are in the coat room, and the white clothes have gradually become dirty.
She flew to Juluo.
Juluo made an extremely shocked shout, and then cut it out with a sword!
The woman in white raised her hands and flicked her sleeves.
It was this whisk that the clouds in the sky twitched in horror.
Dirty clothes cover the moon.
Yuehua suddenly gathered.
Then, Zhu Luo retreated, retreated quickly, and retreated for more than ten years, until finally hit the city gate heavily.
There was a loud noise, and there was a lot of smoke.
Since Chen Changsheng shouted that Su Li was here, the gate of Xunyang City has been closed tightly.
At this time, the gate of Xunyang City finally opened.
The city gate collapsed directly.
The ground was covered with wood and brick, and Zhu Luo knelt in between, spitting blood constantly.
On the street, the woman in white slowly withdrew her fingers and looked back at Su Li.
This is a woman of ordinary looks, with traces of years hidden in her eyebrows, shallow.
Like the light lines of her lips.
Chen Changsheng felt that the white sacrifice suit was familiar.
People opened their mouths in shock, not knowing what to say.
Hua Jiefu took the priests in the city of Xunyang, knelt down one after another, paid homage to the worship, and shuddered.
The woman in white turned a blind eye, just looked at Su Li quietly and asked with a smile: "Is it just a friend?"
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(Slightly handsome.)
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