Immortal emperor reborn mixed city

After the war ended, Su Yan was very calm. This was just another paving stone under his feet. Although there were some twists and turns in the process, they all turned into dust in the end.

The people in the martial arts community present stopped being excited and surprised because Wei Zifu endured the pain and walked directly towards Su Yan, which made them uneasy.

"Does Mr. Wei have any issues with this hero?"

"It's not just a festival, it's also a life-and-death battle, because the evil will only stop when the witchcraft comes."

"ah!"

Some people looked shocked, which was incredible.

"Then why did he save Lord Wei?"

"Maybe it's for Miss Ruxue, or maybe it's for the justice in my heart."

Wei Zifu walked to Su Yan's side, his expression already calm and his body hunched slightly.

He looked at Su Yan and said softly: "Now we understand our grudges."

"Oh, how do you know?"

Su Yan looked at Wei Zifu with a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

"Of course it ends with one person dying."

Su Yan was silent, this result was what he wanted, but it was so tasteless.

"Don't worry, it's impossible for me to fight you. Not to mention that my body is injured, even if I'm in full strength, I can't beat you."

"Then you know your ending?"

Wei Zifu nodded, and a wave of spiritual power appeared in his hand. He planned to commit suicide to understand this grudge.

Wei Zixu was shocked and turned pale. He rushed over and said with tears in his eyes: "Grandpa, you can't do this. Just let me die. It's all because of me."

"You, an ant, get out of here!"

Su Yan kicked Wei Zixu away and sent him flying a hundred meters away. All the muscles and bones in his body were broken, and he was probably going to have to stay in bed for half a year.

Wei Zifu did not show any distress, his face remained calm, he looked at Su Yan and said, "Can you give me a chance to commit suicide?"

"No."

Wei Zifu smiled miserably, the spiritual power in his hand disappeared, he was overthinking everything.

"Okay then, go ahead and do it."

He closed his eyes and waited quietly for the end of life.

But for a long time, he just felt a breeze floating around. When he opened his eyes, Su Yan and Ji Ruxue had returned to the villa.

Wei Zifu suddenly burst into tears, his face trembled, and his hands like dry tree bark stood in the air.

Su Yan is letting him go and sparing his life!

But he didn't know that Su Yan didn't let him go. He just didn't want the people in the southwest to hate him, and he just didn't want the southwest to be left unruly, that's all.

The war is completely over, and the entire southwest has returned to peace. The martial arts leaders from all over the country have also returned, but the devastation outside the villa still describes the tragedy of the war just now.

Su Yan and Ji Ruxue returned to the villa. Naturally, Su Yan couldn't leave now. He had to wait for Ji Ruxue to calm down a little.

Ji Ruxue was hugging him tightly now, unwilling to let go at all. Su Yan had no choice but to push Ji Ruxue away at this time.

"Su Yan, you know, I thought you were going to die."

"No, no, no, I have such a bad mouth, you will always create miracles!"

Su Yan sneered, could this be considered a miracle? That was really underestimating him. Even without Wei Zifu, Su Yan could easily kill him when he faced the witch disaster alone.

"Okay, let's talk properly. It's not good for others to see us."

"It's okay, I just want to hold you all the time."

Ji Ruxue not only hugged Su Yan, but also kept rubbing against him, which made Su Yan a little unbearable.

The relatives of the Ji family were gathered outside the house at this moment. They naturally saw the battle and how powerful Su Yan was.

"This time, Miss, you have chosen the right person."

"Yes, I didn't expect this young man to be so handsome. He looked ordinary at first."

"I heard that those masters can hide their faces so that ordinary people can't see them."

"Miss, you are truly blessed to have met such a happy person."

A young woman's face is full of jealousy and envy. She naturally dreams that she is Ji Ruxue.

"Didn't you just say that he is one ten thousandth less than Master Zixu?"

Being exposed made her very embarrassed. She lowered her head and did not dare to speak anymore.

Seeing so many people staring at him, Su Yan could no longer rely on Ji Ruxue, so he quickly moved away and kept a certain distance from Ji Ruxue.

Ji Ruxue said dissatisfied: "Can't you just let me hold you for a while?"

"This is not good, it will cause misunderstanding."

"I want to misunderstand, and I also want to be your woman."

"Don't talk nonsense, you must be scared."

How could Su Yan agree? If Jin Shiya knew about this, who knows what would happen.

"I know you like Shiya, but I don't mind, I can be small."

"What are you doing, being small?!"

Su Yan was stunned, and his face suddenly changed color. He didn't expect Ji Ruxue to say such words.

Even if Jin Shiya reluctantly agreed, he would not agree because he had no feelings for Ji Ruxue at all.

Seeing Su Yan like this, Ji Ruxue suddenly felt sad and embarrassed.

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Stretching three thousand miles away in the southwest is the land of Bagan, where the Wu tribe lives.

In a strange hall covered with runes, an extremely handsome man in white clothes was sitting on top of the hall, with a group of men in black robes below him.

This person is naturally the Lich King, the leader of the Witch Clan. Even the High Priest Wu Fu had to bend down and kneel down to salute him when he saw him.

The Lich King was originally very calm, but in an instant his eyes opened, and a terrifying wave actually emitted.

That's because he noticed that the longevity lamp of the high priest Wu Fu was extinguished, which meant that Wu Fu was dead.

"It's unreasonable that the high priest's careful plan failed!"

Throughout the hall, countless men in black robes were as silent as ice, not daring to say a single word, because they knew that if they spoke nonsense, they would be beheaded.

"High Priest, what exactly did you go through in the southwest? Ji Gu hasn't been dispatched yet, so why can't you still deal with Wei Zifu?!"

There was anger in the Lich King's eyes, but more of a heartache, the high priest Wu Huo was his right-hand man.

Even after learning that the Four Great Vajras were dead, he had never been so angry.

The Lich King was silent for a while, his eyes filled with cold light, and the aura all over his body began to slowly dissipate, and he regained his composure.

"Since the plan fails, then wait for me to break through. By then, you Ji Gu will also die in my hands, and the southwest will definitely become my territory!"

The Lich King stood up, his majestic figure extremely dazzling, especially his voice in white clothes, which was even more distinctive.

Many of the subordinates in the main hall were kneeling with their hands toward the sky, showing incomparable piety and loyalty.

"The Lich King will enjoy immortal blessings forever, and his life span will be as long as the heavens!"

Such slogans were heard endlessly, repeated over and over again, and they did not dissipate until a long time ago.