"Coward!"

Wang Xiugu looked at Chen Huaxian, who was stunned, snorted coldly, and his arms trembled, but he rushed forward.

But the coachman didn't even look at it, but just raised it casually, and the red mist gathered into a palm-leaf fan and directly shot the other party to the ground.

"Stupid woman!" Chen Huaxian's eyes turned red and he went over to help her.

At this time, the woman holding the copper ring was also punched away.

"I" Wang Xiugu looked at Chen Huaxian, whose eyes were red, and saw the deep meaning of the other person's eyes, and suddenly smiled.

"Don't die." Chen Huaxian said with a trembling voice.

"The murderer was finally killed, and the evil one should have died." Wang Xiugu probably wanted to reach out to grab him, but his eyes were dim and he died.

Chen Huaxian made a strange sound in his throat, as if he was laughing, and more like he was crying.

And his eyes also turned bloody.

The coachman saw it and smiled coldly, "Red-eyed Green Sword? It's just that you took action and wanted to blame my Mo family."

Chen Huaxian's figure moved and rushed straight to the other party. At the same time, with a long sleeve, a soft green sword was held in his hand.

His speed was not slow, and red flashed in his eyes. It turned out to be a spiritual secret method to confuse the gods, and the green light on the sword was rippling, which turned out to be a sword energy.

"You are also a chance." The coachman chuckled.

It was no different from the previous few times. The huge power of qi and blood was thunderous and retracted. Shenhuaxian had no resistance at all. The sword was broken and the person collapsed. After landing, it trembled and there was no reaction again.

The coachman breathed a sigh of relief, and the blood scattered in the night sky faded away.

He turned around and looked at the figure on the steps who was stronger than disguised, and said, "It's just a few fish, I thought there were any masters."

Su Dingyuan said: "What experts do is much more secretive."

The coachman frowned and didn't understand.

He looked at the people on the ground and said inexplicably: "It's all for the sake of practicing."

"Even they know they deserve to die, what's the pity?" Su Dingyuan said lightly: "You shouldn't be pitiful."

The coachman frowned and his tone was slightly deeper, "All of them are practitioners, what do you say?"

"There are only good and evil." Su Dingyuan interrupted.

"I heard for a long time that General Su is a master of the uncast realm. Now that the matter has been decided, I want to try it out." The coachman looked at him and said.

Su Dingyuan glanced at him and knew that this was a common problem among the Mo family.

They are chivalrous, but sometimes they are pedantic.

He nodded.

The coachman shouted and punched him, as if he was shattering.

Su Dingyuan's eyes sank.

boom!

The sturdy figure of the coachman flew out directly, collided with the wall, and the smoke and dust scattered, and there was no sound for a while.

Su Dingyuan calmly passed by the other party and left.

"Cough cough" When he walked away, the coachman crawled out of the gravel, not saying that he was covered in dust and covered in blood, he covered his chest with pain.

Just now, he didn't even notice when the other party made his foot. He shook off the qi and blood he mobilized with just one kick. At this time, there was still an undesolated force in his body tearing the meridians like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

He knew that the other party showed mercy, because this force could completely shatter his dantian and heart meridians.

"I just want to try my hand, as for it's so cruel." He spat blood and staggered out.

...

The power of the court is not comparable to any organization or force. The reason why it commands the world is naturally that it has the energy that sects and families do not have.

When the Mohist family informed Su Dingyuan of the inside story, he used his power, and Lu Gang, the chief of the Six Gate, personally took action to try the case.

Su Dingyuan does not care about evidence when doing things. As long as he doubts, he will examine it first. Especially those secret rats and ants, this time, they dared to attack Su Dingyuan's son.

Soon, the foreign affairs chief of Daxing Temple, Monk Jietong, was taken directly by him. After some means, even those masters of Jietong were accused of it.

Su Dingyuan thought that there would be their backer in the court, but he didn't expect that Yan Cong was one of them.

Later, he visited the door directly, asked about the reasons, and plotted against his youngest son.

"So, is my father trying to make me break through?"

Next to the carriage, Su Che looked resentful.

God knows how his mood was going ups and downs tonight, from the hope that he had first seen Yan Cong to the despair of falling into the trap, from the relaxation that had just escaped from heaven to the ashes of a mistakenly thinking that he fell into the tiger's mouth, and then everything is clear now, and the huge gap is wandering like the top of the mountain.

When Su Che learned that Yan Cong was actually disguised as his father, everything was suddenly realized.

No wonder what he says always has deep meaning, no wonder he always stands in the dark, no wonder he keeps avoiding his eyes. People can change, but how can they avoid themselves?

Beside him, Su Dingyuan stood with his hands behind his back, looking dull, "If you don't have a desperate situation, you will be able to understand your state of mind."

Su Che didn't say anything, but he agreed with it in his heart.

When a person is in a desperate situation, he can only have a glimmer of life by relying on his strong self, rather than being able to escape by reciting poems and reading articles.

When there is martial arts in the world, only martial arts can be with you. When there is practice in the world, only practice can make one's life.

The others can only be regarded as icing on the cake.

Su Dingyuan quietly observed his face, and at this moment, he felt relieved.

Although I had plotted against him tonight, I could save his life without worry if I had done so myself. But if he was still not so willing to practice martial arts, I would be really disappointed.

What he was afraid of was that this kid would be rebellious again and would be even more resistant to martial arts practice. However, now it seems that he was overly worried.

A genius who escaped from birth knew that life was precious. When Su Che saw the man in white clothes scattered with a sword, and the hiding whistle in the courtyard, neither the secret whistle nor the previous vicious guards were able to resist, he understood more deeply the importance of cultivation and what is the real survival.

A man in white clothes collects his sword, and he walks in the hazy firelight. His temperament is fresh and cold, and his eyebrows are so heroic that people dare not look directly at him.

Su Che was a little surprised. This person was Ye Ziyun from the Tianshan Sword Sect. He didn't expect that the other party would come tonight.

At this time, people from the Mo family also walked towards this side, naturally including Mo Hen and the little boy who escaped together.

"Tonight it's all up to General Su to plan." Chu Chen came over and hugged his fists.

Su Dingyuan nodded.

He had a fair relationship with the people of the Mo family. This time he was just to hone his own boy and avenge his eldest son. As for helping the Mo family, he just mentioned it casually.

After the people from the Six Gates rushed over, the people from the Mo family quickly said goodbye, and they did not go by different ways.

During this period, Mo Hen came over to say goodbye to Su Che.

"He is Mo Hen, and I am just a shadow." He said with a smile, "I'm very happy to know you. Although I don't have a name, I remember your name is Su Che, thank you."

He turned around and left, following the little boy, the real Mo Hen, and followed him step by step, like a shadow.

From beginning to end, Su Che didn't see Mo Hen turn around and came to say a few words to him, even if he was greeting and thanking him.

"The giants of the Mo family will have shadows who have grown up together since childhood, thinking they will die." Su Dingyuan touched Su Che's head and said, "Go home, Qing'er should be anxious."

Su Che was happy, "My brother is fine?"

"Uncle Fu and Zijin came over." Su Dingyuan smiled.

The two got on the carriage, and what Su Che saw was that Ye Ziyun was also sitting in the carriage.

"Ye Zi is Zijin's friend." Su Dingyuan said.

Ye Zijun nodded, and Su Che responded quickly, but he was a little restrained.

The carriage walked slowly, and outside was a six-door constable entering and exiting the house.

The driver walked out with the wall and ignored the passing detectives.

He looked around and touched his head, "Grandma, where are you going? Did you forget that I'm an old ox?"
Chapter completed!