Su Yiwen Lingzhao

The rain is like a waterfall.

The blood and broken corpses in the Qingding school grounds were washed away, and the big raindrops hit the eaves, and there were intensive pattering sounds.

The sudden downpour poured on everyone's heads, and it also made them wake up a little from the shock and horror, and hid in places that sheltered from the rain.

Even those big shots couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed in this torrential rain.

But subconsciously, everyone looked at the high platform.

There, a young man in a green robe like jade, holds an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and the heavy rain slides down the edge of the umbrella, drifting like a torrent, adding to his slender figure an ethereal and fuzzy taste in the rain and fog.

His long hair was tied into a bun with a wooden hairpin, clean and fresh, and he was walking down the high platform, even in the dark and torrential rain, he looked calm and composed.

"Well, brother Su had the foresight and asked me to bring two umbrellas when I went out..." Huang Qianjun also held an umbrella, feeling emotional in his heart.

Seeing Su Yi walking towards this side step by step, the hearts of those big shots became tense.

"What is he doing, is he still going to kill someone?"

"It's hard to say..."

"Do you want to withdraw first?"

"I didn't see how Qin Feng died, who would dare to leave?"

…People were talking in low voices, all of them looked vigilant and nervous.

In their eyes, Su Yi at this moment is undoubtedly a peerless murderer, so terrifying that it is unimaginable.

"Are you sure you don't want revenge?"

Su Yi stamped his feet and looked at the group of people ten feet away.

They are the clan elders of the seven Qinghe Sword Mansion disciples including Qian Yunjiu and Huo Long.

Facing Su Yi's inquiry, these big men were all silent, lowered their heads, not daring to look at Su Yi.

"It's okay to take revenge in the future, but by then, the relatives and friends of the clan behind you are destined to be implicated."

Su Yi's light words made the hearts of those important people sink to the bottom of the valley.

They suddenly remembered what Su Yi said to Qin Wenyuan before, "Use the death of your father and son to make an example to others"!

"Young Master Zhang."

When Su Yi was about to leave, his gaze caught a glimpse of Zhang Yuanxing, and a smile could not help but rise from his lips, "The good wind sent me to Qingyun by force, Mr. Zhang, do you want to take this opportunity to send me a ride?"

Zhang Yuanxing was trembling all over, feeling cold all over, and hurriedly said: "Young Master Su, don't get me wrong, that's just a joke of mine, it can't be taken seriously, if there is any offense, I will apologize to you."

As he spoke, he bowed long and his whole body was trembling slightly.

He was really afraid that he would suffer Su Yi's revenge at this moment because of the conflict in Xinghuang Xiaoju in Guangling City.

"Since it's an apology, you should show your sincerity. Why don't you kneel down to Mr. Su?"

Suddenly, Zhang Zhiyan scolded angrily.

He was also very flustered, he didn't know when his son offended Su Yi, but he didn't have time to ask, the most urgent thing is to apologize quickly!

"this…"

Zhang Yuanxing hesitated, knelt down?

If he kneels down, how will he behave in the future?

boom!

The next moment, he was slapped on the ground by Zhang Zhiyan, and his knees hit the water on the ground. Even his head was held down by Zhang Zhiyan, unable to raise his head.

An indescribable humiliation rushed into Zhang Yuanxing's heart.

Zhang Zhiyan bowed his hands to Su Yi apologetically, and said, "Young Master Su, my Zhang family has absolutely no intention of turning against you, not now, nor before! It's not my fault to teach my father, please be magnanimous and forgive me, a worthless bastard. son."

After all, he bowed and saluted.

Seeing this scene, the other big figures nearby couldn't help but be moved.

The majestic master of the Zhang clan had no choice but to take the initiative to bow his head!

But at this time, Zhang Yuanxing was stunned, with a bang in his heart, and a feeling of bewilderment, panic and grief that he had never experienced before surged up.

In his heart, his father is a towering mountain.

He never thought that at this moment, this mountain would bow its head like this.

Su Yi ignored the father and son, waved to Huang Qianjun who was not far away, and was about to leave.

Suddenly, a rush of horseshoes sounded outside the school grounds.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Zhili, Qing Jin, Mu Zhongting, Zhang Duo and others in coir raincoats came galloping.

When they saw the **** traces of the battle in the school field, and the bodies of Qin Wenyuan and his son lying on the ground, how could they not understand what happened?

"Is Mr. Su okay?"

Zhou Zhili didn't care about other things, and immediately stepped forward to inquire, with a worried look on his brows.

Su Yi smiled, "Do you think something's wrong with me?"

Zhou Zhili's expression froze, but he breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "It's good that it's okay. When I heard the news, I set off immediately. I didn't think it was a step too late. Fortunately, the young master is safe, otherwise, I would have Bloodbath the Sheriff's Mansion!"

These words seemed very domineering.

Many people present were startled, who is this guy, his tone is too loud!

Just then—

Yuan Wutong, Zhang Zhiyan and other important figures in Yunhe County clearly recognized Zhou Zhili and saluted together.

"Meet Your Highness Sixth!"

"Meet Your Highness Sixth!"

"Meet Your Highness Sixth!"

Zhuang Su's respectful title silenced the atmosphere, and everyone was stunned, with unconcealable surprise in their brows.

In the entire territory of the Great Zhou, there is naturally one and only one person who can be honored as the "Six Princes", and that is the sixth son of the current Emperor of the Great Zhou!

There is no need to say much about the respect of his status.

Zhou Zhili waved his hand, telling those important people not to be too polite.

With a look of shame, he sighed and said: "Young Master Su has done me a great favor, but I have never really been of any help. I am really ashamed."

What he said made Zhang Zhiyan and other big shots feel dumbfounded.

Only then did they all suddenly realize that Su Yi is not only terrified, even the sixth prince respects him and owes him a great favor!

This is really surprising, and the gaze towards Su Yi became more and more different.

"Mu has met Mr. Su."

Mu Zhongting stepped forward and bowed his hands in salute.

Su Yi nodded, and suddenly said to Zhou Zhili: "If you want to help, just clean up the mess."

After all, he held the oil-paper umbrella and walked into the distance.

The matter was settled, and he was too lazy to stay any longer.

Huang Qianjun hurriedly followed.

Seeing that Yuan Luoxi was about to chase after her, Yuan Wutong grabbed her shoulders and said angrily, "Hun'er was hooked?"

Yuan Luoxi pursed her lips and remained silent.

Seeing Su Yi's figure drifting away, and about to disappear in the heavy rain, Zhou Zhili said loudly, "Don't worry, Mr. Su, I promise I won't let you down in today's matter!"

"I said earlier that you should not fantasize about killing two birds with one stone. Do you understand now?"

Qing Jin said softly.

Her sharp eyes, which were as bright as blades, kept staring at the direction Su Yi left, feeling a little bored and disappointed in her heart.

This guy didn't look at him at all just now!

Is he planning to completely draw a line with himself?

Thinking of this, a hint of helplessness appeared on her lips.

That's right, in his eyes, he is a role that can only be his maid, since he refused at the beginning, of course he doesn't bother to care about anything...

Zhou Zhili's eyes lighted firmly and said: "Uncle, after this incident, I have become more aware of one thing, even if ten Qin Wenyuans add up, they can't be worth Mr. Su alone!"

Qing Jin was silent.

She glanced at the corpses and blood in the school grounds, and when she thought of Su Yi's unscathed and spotless appearance, she couldn't help but feel a little bit of surprise in her heart.

"Dare to ask Your Highness Sixth, how should we resolve today's matter?"

Zhang Zhiyan asked softly.

"You can leave it to Lord Mu to deal with it. I only have one request, not to leak the news of what happened here today."

When Zhou Zhili said this, he glanced at the big shots present, and said, "If the news leaks out, I'll take you for questioning!"

Everyone was stunned.

What happened on the school grounds today is extremely serious, and it may be possible to hide it from the vast majority of people in Yunhe County, but it will definitely not be hidden from those big forces!

Of course, Zhou Zhili is also aware of this, but it is clear that what should be done is still to be done.

"So what if I help you wipe your **** every time? If you help more times, he won't ignore this friendship, right?"

Zhou Zhili thought secretly.

…

The rain became smaller and smaller, turning from a torrential downpour into a fine, hazy soft misty rain.

The misty rain shrouded the row upon row of houses in Yunhe County, adding a poetic and picturesque flavor.

On the carriage, Su Yi was staring at the Yuxuan Sword in front of Chen's knee.

Although the power of the Caixuan Edict had seized a ray of rain power in the clouds before, it also made the talisman cloud patterns of the Caixuan Edict dim.

"Probably nine more times..."

Su Yi made a judgment.

The edict is different from ordinary seal-carved talismans, but when refining the sword, it uses its own blood essence as a guide, and when the sword embryo takes shape, it is integrated into the spirit sword.

Once consumed, it means that it cannot be repaired again.

However, Su Yi didn't care.

In his eyes, imperial edicts are external forces between heaven and earth, and only one's own strength is the most important thing!

Until return to Calabash Alley.

Seeing Su Yi and Huang Qianjun returning safely, Cheng Wuyong and Feng Xiaofeng, brothers and sisters who had been waiting in Zhuo'an Xiaoju, couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief and greet them with a smile.

Su Yi chatted a few words casually, and then returned to his room.

It's as if the matter of going to the Qingding school to solve the hidden danger just now is not worth mentioning at all.

Huang Qianjun was stopped by Cheng Wuyong and asked about the process of the operation in detail.

inside the room.

Su Yi stood at the desk in front of the window, staring at the flowers and trees in the misty mist outside the window, only felt that his body and mind were ethereal and tranquil, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of inexplicable sadness.

For him, reincarnation and reconstruction mean a new identity and a new journey.

But from beginning to end, he couldn't find any sense of belonging on this reincarnation road.

Just like a wanderer at the end of the world, a passerby here.

"Heaven and earth travel against each other, and I am also a pedestrian."

Su Yi murmured in his heart.

In the courtyard outside the window, Huang Ganjun's spitting and eloquent voice could be faintly heard, mixed with Cheng Wuyong's and Feng Xiaofeng's surprised and questioning words.

Su Yi smiled and withdrew his thoughts.

He spread out a piece of white paper on the desk, picked up a brush dipped in ink, and swiped it down.

"I am a wanderer in the world, and I will live my whole life with a sword and misty rain."

The words are like flowing clouds and flowing water, with force penetrating the back of the paper, and a sense of open-mindedness and luxury condenses between the lines.

Slanting wind and drizzle outside the window, hazy like fog.

Su Yi had already turned around and walked out of the room, and asked with a smile: "Junior Brother Feng, quickly take out the wine you warmed up!"

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Finally, the second volume of the plot ends.

The copywriting for the next volume is: Who will be able to test the long sword leaning on the sky?