Fantasy: The Path Of The Villain

"That Grandpa Jian, Uncle Jian, are you okay?"

Watching Sword Douluo Chen walk back thoughtfully, Ning Rongrong and Ning Fengzhi looked worried, and at the same time stepped forward to support him.

You must know that he vomited blood from the backlash just now, so he must not have suffered any minor injuries.

At this time, Gu Rong, a Bone Douluo who frowned slightly, turned his head to look at the figure in white who was walking slowly behind him, "Chen Xin should be fine, but what should I say about his matter?"

There is nothing to say about the old man being defeated by others in kendo, and it was agreed a long time ago that it was a guide on Sword Technique.

But as he has a life-and-death relationship with Chen Xin, he can't see his old man vomiting blood after being beaten, and he can't do anything.

Even if you are not an opponent, you have to go up and fight.

Seeing Gu Rong's behavior, Chen Xin didn't say much, just glanced at him calmly and then disappeared.

The two have been together for so long, and they are tacit to each other, not to mention their temper and habits.

"This sword just made him realize that his own is not enough, so he will be injured naturally. And I wanted to really kill him, let him experience the feeling between life and death..."

After Su Yi finished speaking lightly, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Only the gently blowing breeze or the sound of each heartbeat still silently stimulated everyone's senses.

Including Ning Rongrong, everyone looked at Su Yi in disbelief.

If they heard correctly, Su Yi said that he wanted to kill Sword Douluo Chen Xin, so that he could experience the feeling of death? !

You can explain something clearly, but you want to kill someone, is there a mistake?

Su Yi ignored the surprised four people, but continued: "Human and sword are one. In the battle of life and death, you will only believe in the 'sword' in your hand. Even if you don't have a sword in your hand, you still have a sword in your heart. Now, you understand again." How many?"

Everyone was speechless, even Gu Rong, who was still fighting, frowned and fell into deep thought.

At this time, Luo Chenxin, who had a flash of inspiration, looked at him in surprise, "...Do you want to say that it is the Seven Killing Sword Martial Soul that restricts me?"

He didn't know why he said such a sentence, he only knew that such a thought suddenly appeared in his mind.

An incredible, incredible idea.

You must know that everything today is all due to his own Martial Soul and hard work, so why is it still called a restriction?

Seeing that he already half-understood, Su Yi nodded, "For the vast majority of people, that's true. But Rongrong's words are an exception. No, to be precise, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is an exception." ..."

Success is also Martial Soul and failure is also Martial Soul. For Su Yi who is not from this world, the Martial Soul that everyone can awaken naturally has advantages and disadvantages.

And this shortcoming is especially obvious after breaking through Title Douluo, otherwise it would take a lot of time to improve the first-level spirit power.

At this time, Su looked at Ning Rongrong with a faint smile, and reminded her: "Hey Rongrong, shouldn't you take out those things of yours? Otherwise, you grandpa might want to take the place of the dust again. My heart is senior."

It's fun to bully people, but it's meaningless to bully two old men in a row.

"Ah, yes." Ning Rongrong nodded quickly after recovering, "That father, Grandpa Jian, and Grandpa Gu, don't be angry with Su Yi, these are specially brought back by Rongrong to honor you."

"Probably...about twenty different types of spirit bones, and all of them are suitable for you. If you like one, use it."

While speaking, Ning Rongrong waved his hand, and in the blink of an eye, he took out more than twenty crystal clear bones that exuded Seven Colored light.

The head, legs, and even the torso bones are there, and some unusual spirit bones can be vaguely seen. Upon closer inspection, it is the type of incomparably washed external spirit bones.

"Think of these... as brother Su Yi honoring the three of you."

Looking at the soul bone that he specially brought back for his family, Ning Rongrong blushed shyly, and silently glanced at Su Yi who walked to her side.

Some words already speak for themselves.

"Two... more than twenty soul bones?! How could there be so many!"

For a moment, Ning Fengzhi looked at the pile of objects in front of him in astonishment.

He was not the only one who was surprised, even Gu Rong and the slightly injured Chen Xin swallowed their saliva and looked at each other silently.

Check to see if what's happening in front of you is real.

One must know that although the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School is wealthy, the number of soul bones they possess is not very large, only five or six yuan.

But those are all taken out in exchange for the corresponding Sect benefits.

As the sect leader, Ning Fengzhi wanted to pay tribute to the two Uncles who had been there for decades, but he couldn't find a suitable soul bone and could only forget it.

Now, the opportunity was inexplicably brought back by Little Princess.

Looking at the unfathomable but polite Su Yi, Jian Douluo was very satisfied with him.

Since it was his responsibility to stop marrying the Little Princess, adults like them naturally had to give their full support.

Of course, it was definitely not because of the twenty-odd spirit bones, the terrifying strength that was different from the level of spirit power, and the sincerity towards Rong Rong.

"Ahem, now that our Little Princess has found someone she likes, Sect Leader, you can figure it out. As for the old bone, you have nothing to do, so you can go and discuss with Su Yi, anyway, you probably won't be able to block the sword .”

Even he himself can't stand a sword, and Gu Rong's body is definitely not able to, it can only be said that Su Yi's strength is a bit inhuman.

Gu Rong raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, but he put on a gloating expression about someone's teasing, "Hmph, I don't imagine someone being taught to vomit old blood."

"I think this spirit bone is not bad. If you don't mind Fengzhi, I will accept it, right?"

After thinking about something, he chose the spirit bone first, automatically ignoring the previous idea of ​​trying to find a place for his old friend.

As for whether Su Yi can be the son-in-law of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, he has no objection like Sword Douluo.

But this last thing still needs someone to really approve it.

At this time, after Ning Fengzhi stabilized his mood, he gave a wry smile: "Hehehe Uncle, what are you talking about, you can take it if you like."

As soon as these words came out, the two Douluo smiled knowingly, but Chen Xin spoke up.

"Hey! That's not okay, he wants me to give it all!"

"Didn't you hear what Rongrong and Su Yi said? This is to honor the three of us, you don't even want to be alone..."

Seeing the two uncles over there like children, arguing with each other, Ning Fengzhi at the side could only shake his head and smile wryly.

The two have been fighting for decades, and their personalities have not changed at all.