Female with Fairy Bell

The Kunlun School has strict rules, but they are generally limited to the Kunlun School.

After leaving the Kunlun Sect, many of the rules were in vain, and basically no one really followed them. That's why Zheng Hanyu would deal with Su Zishuang without any scruples.

But rules are rules, and Zheng Hanyu would be helpless if a senior sect expert brought rules out to say something.

Even if Zheng Hanyu was not reconciled, he could only hide his anger. He could not avenge his revenge this time and could only wait for the next opportunity.

But at this moment, Su Zishuang, who had lost all strength and was almost unsteady on his feet, suddenly said every word: "After March, the blood river sword platform will never stop dying."

Zheng Hanyu's pupils contracted: "Are you making an appointment? Just relying on you, do you have this qualification?"

"In three months, I will definitely enter the foundation-building period, when the Blood River Sword Platform will fight for life and death." Su Zishuang took a breath, although his voice was weak, but the firmness and tenacity revealed in it moved all the cultivators.

What a stubborn girl!

The Qi-refining cultivators in the valley admired them, but they couldn't help feeling regrets and sighs.

In the eyes of everyone, Su Zishuang is the real death!

Obviously there is a chance to escape, just find a place to concentrate on cultivation, why bother to find a dead end?

Even though the sword just now was unusually tyrannical, there is definitely no chance of winning against Zheng Hanyu who is prepared.

"Little girl, are you sure you want to fight the Zheng family?" A lazy voice came from the blue figure in the distance.

"Not bad!"

"Really ridiculous." Zheng Hanyu snorted coldly.

"Don't you dare to fight?" Su Zishuang raised his eyes.

Zheng Hanyu hesitated for a moment, and immediately said coldly, "Who wouldn't dare to fight? Even if you use the aggressive method, I agree to fight your blood river sword platform, but if you haven't entered the foundation building period, you will be responsible at your own risk."

"The heart demon is on top. If Ye Qingyou hasn't reached the foundation building period and cannot participate in the Battle of the Blood River Sword Platform after March, I will be swallowed by the heart demon and die!"

Su Zishuang stretched out his palm and solemnly issued the heart demon oath. This kind of oath cannot be made casually. Once it is solemnly issued, it must not be violated, otherwise the heart demon power hidden in the soul will rapidly expand and eventually swallow the soul.

There are too many cultivators in this world who have violated the heart demon's oath and died, so by now, the cultivators have changed their colors after hearing the heart demon.

The monks in the valley were surprised.

Unexpectedly, Su Zishuang would come true, and the Qi-refining monk would let out such a big talk, and he would release his heart demon vow to persecute him without a retreat. Isn't this an extremely unwise behavior?

But they didn't know that Su Zishuang had no retreat!

If you don't take the initiative to challenge, with Zheng Hanyu's temperament, Su Zishuang will not have a chance to escape.

Su Zishuang had never expected that drunk Taoist person to shelter her and give his life to the hands of others. This was extremely unwise behavior.

There is only one way for Su Zishuang, and that is to face difficulties and blaze a way out in despair.

Three months later, Su Zishuang was sure that Zheng Hanyu would definitely not be able to enter the Golden Core Realm, and once she had sworn the heart demon, in three months, under the witness of the drunk Taoist, Zheng Hanyu would not chase her down.

This means that I have won three months of quiet cultivation time.

If it was before, three months would definitely not be enough!

But now Su Zishuang has collected enough medicinal materials, and after returning home, it will be refined into medicinal soup, which can restore the vitality of purple heart lotus in one day.

As long as the Purple Heart Lotus is successfully refined into the Purple Mansion, the speed of cultivation can be increased several times.

In this way, three months of cultivation is at least worth a few years!

Therefore, because there was a glimmer of hope, Su Zishuang made up his mind to solve this trouble before Zheng Hanyu entered the realm of Jin Dan.

Otherwise, when Zheng Hanyu becomes a golden core monk, there will be no way out!

Zheng Hanyu sneered and said: "Just let you live for three more months. You must be careful, lest you can't enter the base-building period for three months. When I don't kill you, you will be swallowed by the heart demon."

Of course Zheng Hanyu didn't care about Su Zishuang, he just didn't want Su Zishuang to die so easily.

To be cruel to a person, I naturally hope to toss him fiercely and let him suffer the hardest pain in the world!

"Don't worry, I will live a good life. Three months later, I will kill you at the Blood River Sword Platform!" Su Zishuang's tone was weak, but he made a sound, with unquestionable firmness.

"Huh... not ashamed..."

Zheng Hanyu was too lazy to say any more, since he can't kill Su Zishuang now, he should wait three months later. Even if he has great impatience in his heart, the matter is already here, and he can only accept it reluctantly.

"It's all gone." The voice of the drunk Taoist spread across the valley.

The anxious Qi-refining cultivators who had been waiting a long time ago disappeared. If Zheng Hanyu hadn't stayed there, they would have wanted to leave this place of right and wrong.

Wait until everyone is almost gone.

Han Caifeng, Li Qingyue and Feng Xuefang hesitated for a while, and came to the front of Su Zishuang.

"Junior Sister Ye, take care." Han Caifeng sighed and said with guilt in her eyes: "We are incompetent, we really can't help."

Feng Xuefang's eyes were filled with worry and guilt: "Junior Sister Ye, I...I can't help you..."

Li Qingyue also lowered his head and said nothing.

"It's none of your business, this is my grievance with Zheng Hanyu. Your strength is too far behind him, so if you can come over and talk to me, you are already very loyal." Su Zishuang smiled and comforted, and coughed in his mouth. After a few sounds, there were still blood stains on her chin, her eyes were bloodshot, her hair was dry, and she looked extremely haggard.

"Let's go, I'm going to heal my wounds, see you next time."

Su Zishuang had just finished speaking, and suddenly the sky was spinning, and now she had exhausted all her strength, so at this moment, it was pitch black.

Han Caifeng and the others screamed, and rushed over, trying to catch Su Zishuang...

But after a whirlwind blows and the sand is flying, Su Zishuang's figure has disappeared.

"Sister Qingyou is gone." Feng Xuefang said anxiously.

"Don't worry, it should be taken away by that senior." Han Caifeng said.

Li Qingyue took a breath: "With that senior sect guardian, I think that Junior Sister Qingyou may still have a chance to die and may not die in Zheng Hanyu's hands."

"I hope she will look good, but we are powerless." Han Caifeng pursed her lips, her eyes drooping, her expression gloomy.

"Hurry up, if Zheng Hanyu sees it, the few of us will die."

Li Qingyue, Han Caifeng and Feng Xuefang left in a hurry, not daring to stay in the valley.

Su Zishuang opened his eyes with difficulty, and it was dim all around, but there was a bonfire burning in front of him.

"Sister Qingyou, you are awake, come, take a sip."

The unshaven drunk Taoist sitting beside the bonfire passed the small hip flask in his hand.

Su Zishuang's whole body was not lightly wounded, but at this time she felt that her injury was much better, that is, her spiritual power had not yet recovered.

Turning over and sitting up, reaching out to take the small hip flask, Su Zishuang took a sip unceremoniously.

The fragrant liquor kept flowing down his throat, Su Zishuang coughed twice, and felt a pure aura burst out of his body, quickly dissipating to the limbs and corpses.

"Good wine!" Su Zishuang's eyes lit up and she couldn't help but give a compliment.

"It's refreshing, brother, I don't like mothers-in-law the most. You are very good, and I admire a woman like you." The drunk Taoist narrowed his eyes and clapped his hands in praise.

Su Zishuang was sitting by the bonfire, with one arm around his knees and a small hip flask in the other, and took another sip.

This turned out to be a spirit wine that can restore spiritual power. Drinking it is of great benefit to the body, and Su Zishuang certainly would not refuse.

"Thank you, Brother Drunk, for helping me." Su Zishuang said sincerely.

"I didn't save you, I just acted in accordance with the sect's rules." The drunk Taoist took the wine gourd in his hand and drank heavily, and he also set up a metal rack to grill the meat.

Su Zishuang smiled, the drunk Taoist did act according to the school, but his appearance had already saved his life.

It's just that he didn't want to take credit, and Su Zishuang didn't say much, just keep some things in mind.

"I said Sister Zishuang, you rushed to make a contract for March. This is a bit unwise. Let me explain first, brother, I won't help you with this matter." Drunk Taoist.

Su Zishuang's whole body hairs stood up suddenly.

It is not important that the drunk Taoist will not help. Su Zishuang is so frightened because the drunk Taoist is called "Zichuang", not "Qingyou"!

After Su Zishuang entered the Kunlun Sect, she used the pseudonym Ye Qingyou, and no one knew her real name.

Because knowing her real name means knowing her true identity.

"You...you know?" By this time, Su Zishuang's forehead was tight, his lips were dry, and his heart was extremely frightened, but he knew that this matter could not be hidden from the drunk Taoist.

"Do you think your identity can still be concealed in front of me? From the first sight of you, my brother, I can see your identity, hehe, scared!" The drunk Taoist laughed.

Su Zishuang's body relaxed, and stood up and said, "Fortunately, I'm going to barbecue. Your method of barbecue is not right."

Seeing Su Zishuang quickly relaxed, a strange light flashed in the eyes of the drunk Taoist.

"The method of barbecue is wrong? How is it possible? Brother, I am a famous barbecue expert in Kunlun School, and even the kid in charge is full of praise for my brother's barbecue." The drunk Taoist raised his eyebrows. The barbecue technique that I am most proud of cannot be questioned.

Su Zishuang smiled and said, "Then you can look forward to it."

Su Zishuang walked to the side of the barbecue and started to cook it in his own way, while thinking about the words of the drunk Taoist in his heart.

Calling the head of the Kunlun School a kid, this drunk Taoist seems to have a very high status in the Kunlun School.

But why didn't he reveal his identity in public? Didn't you kill yourself at the time?

Su Zishuang was puzzled.