Can a Scholar Be Called a Villain

And now, he has to face Leng Ziluo, what should he do?

The sky has become extremely clear, just like when he first came to the territory of the Emerald Eyed Fox Clan, but things and people have changed. There is only him, a failed man, and a child who has lost everything.

He struggled and wanted to get up. Behind him, a pair of hands helped him up. He was a little surprised at the softness of these hands. He looked back and saw that it was Meng Yan.

Meng Yan rushed over.

She had rushed over the moment she learned that Su Zian was in the Fei-Eyed Fox Clan, and finally came to Su Zian's side now, with Wan Wanqiu also standing beside him.

"I..." When Su Zan saw Meng Yan, he felt a sense of grievance and the urge to lean, but after glancing around, he held back.

At this moment, he is like a child who still wants to pretend to be an adult in front of other children. He needs to be stronger.

But Meng Yan knew his grievances. Her "Nightmare Body without Body" meant that she didn't need to understand too much. She could feel what Su Zan was thinking just from her eyes.

She held Su Zan's hand and said softly: "I don't know how to comfort you, but Su Zan, I believe you can cheer up. There are more important things now."

Her usually cold face turned out to be a bit sacred now, and Su Zan felt that this was his salvation.

He nodded, chewed up all his emotions and swallowed them, then glanced around, then walked to Leng Ziluo, took a deep breath, looked at him, and was ready to reach out and touch his head to wipe away all his emotions. memory.

This kind of experience might not necessarily be a bad thing for Leng Ziluo, and it might help him grow up quickly, but Su Zan couldn't bear it.

His palm gently fell on Su Zan's head, and just as he was about to erase his memory of today, Leng Ziluo suddenly raised his head.

"Master, do you want to erase my memory? I beg you, please don't erase my memory."

His eyes were filled with tears, and his originally emerald eyes were now extremely blood red. He looked at Su Zan with some pleading and stubbornness in his eyes.

He just squatted in front of Su Zan. Su Zan bent down and put his hand on his head. His face was calm and he said, "Erasing today's memory may be a good thing for you."

He didn't want his disciples to remain trapped in demonic obstacles because of this incident.

His resentment towards Murong Lin suddenly became even deeper.

"No, even if it's ten times better, I don't want it. Wuwuwu, tomorrow is my birthday, I will be twelve years old, don't erase my memory, okay, master, just think of me as begging you..."

===Chapter 250: Burying the Past===

Tomorrow is Leng Ziluo's birthday, and the gift he wants from Su Zan is not to erase his memory of today.

He hugged his knees with his hands and sat on the cold ground in front of him. He raised his head and looked at Su Zan in front of him. He moved his feet and hugged himself tighter.

"Uuuuuu, what should I do? I don't have a father anymore. I will be like the little man, but the little man is also dead. Uuuuuu, I have no home."

Leng Ziluo just cried, sobbed, and muttered something, and finally passed out.

The figure tilted to the side and lay on the ground.

Su Zan hurriedly picked him up and injected some spiritual power into his body to restore the scars on his body that were torn apart by the space storm, while at the same time trying to erase his memory of today.

In the end, he gritted his teeth and gave up, choosing to let Leng Ziluo accept what happened today.

He held Leng Ziluo, and Leng Ziluo's thin body lay in his arms, looking extremely pitiful.

And he walked to the strong men of the A and Yu tribes and looked at them.

"Well, how's the investigation going?" Su Zan's tone was a bit cold at first, but thinking that the A and Yu tribes also lost an ancestor of the Tribulation Realm because of this, his tone couldn't help but soften.

The ancestors of the Tribulation Realm may not be anything to him, but for the alien race with less than ten strong Tribulation Realm masters in total, the value of each Tribulation Realm ancestor in their eyes is far away. Super emerald-eyed fox clan.

If he, Su Zhan, hadn't appeared here, Clan A might not have directly sent a strong man from the Tribulation Realm over.

The strong man from the A tribe was a little silent, while the strong man from the Yu tribe told the truth directly: "Su Zan, who is leading this matter, I believe many people already know, I don't know what's going on between you. There is no grudge, but even for the sake of the Emerald Eyed Fox Clan, you have to kill at least two Tribulation Realm masters.”

They had analyzed the corpses and found that at least two people from the Tribulation Realm had taken action. In addition to Murong Lin, there should have been a strong person from the Tribulation Realm to assist him in the battle.

After all, the torn wings of Nangong Miao of the Yu clan were obviously made by two people with different powers.

Su Zan nodded and did not reject the matter. There was hatred in his eyes, and then he looked at the strong man from Clan A and asked: "Clan A, do you need anything?"

First-class forged steel is quite suitable for his friend, but now, he can't even preserve the integrity of his friend's bones.

The first-class forged steel fists were obviously all broken.

The palms of his hands were squeezed tightly, while the strong man from the A clan in front of him shook his head silently, glanced at Leng Ziluo in Su Zian's arms, and then turned and left.

Before leaving, he said in a hoarse voice: "Clan A will look for Murong Lin's whereabouts on their own regarding this matter. No matter who it is, no matter which force it is, as long as there is news, we will tell you."

His figure left, and the powerful men of the Yu Clan also left. The current figures of the entire Emerald Eyed Fox Clan's territory are also constantly leaving.

Meng Yan and Wan Wanqiu came to Su Zan's side. After taking Leng Ziluo's figure, Wan Wanqiu carried Leng Ziluo's figure and went to the resting place of Wanjin Chamber of Commerce.

Su Zan, on the other hand, collected the corpses of the Emerald Eyed Fox Clan and collected them one by one.

Meng Yan accompanied him, silently helping him without saying much. Sometimes silent company was also a comfort.

The sky gradually darkened, and stars filled the sky. Soon, a cool breeze began to blow, but it could not blow away the blood and sadness in this area.