Su Che suddenly remembered that Shang Rongyu once said that Zhou Zijin had practiced the ruthless Tao in order to avenge her.

"Now, Yan Kang is dead," he said.

He said this in a tactful manner, but he knew that the other party could understand what he meant.

Zhou Zijin's eyes moved, and she showed a very shallow smile, "He is unknown in life and death, and Yan Chang'an is there."

Su Che frowned, "If you say so, then there is still Yan State."

"You have learned to talk back." Zhou Zijin said calmly.

Su Che pursed his lips and said, "Sister Zijin still remembers what happened two years ago?"

"Which piece are you talking about?" Zhou Zijin asked.

"That's right, before the martial arts ceremony." Su Che hesitated, not embarrassed to look at her, and didn't know how to say it.

Zhou Zijin looked at the person in front of him, his eyes were staggered and he did not look at him, so embarrassed.

But she remembered what happened back then and that evening. The young man looked hopeful and his words revealed his love. She thought, how did she think at that time?

She couldn't remember it clearly, or rather, it was like a layer of mist. When she recalled it, she was always obscured and could not see it clearly.

But the young man's carefulness and bright eyes at that time were like three thousand warning fireworks that pierced the night sky, as bright as the past and unforgettable.

Zhou Zijin didn't say anything, Su Che subconsciously looked up and felt a little embarrassed, but what he saw at this time was the cold eyes of the man opposite, which reflected fireworks inside, and there was a hidden recollection, but there was no emotion at all.

Whether it is the warmth of memories, the smile when remembering an old friend, or the little bit of relief, there is nothing.

Just like the wind on this cliff, it is no trace, cold to people's hearts.

Somehow, when Su Che saw it, he suddenly burst into tears, feeling sad and distressed, but more of it was hard to explain, just because he wanted to cry, for her and for himself.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhou Zijin asked.

"It's nothing, it's just that the wind is too strong and the fireworks are smothering the eyes." Su Che forced a smile.

He finally knew that the person who was close to him had not forgotten himself, had not lost his memory, but had no feelings.

"Let me leave." Zhou Zijin said.

Su Che took a light step back, he smiled and said, "No, I have something to do."

Zhou Zijin frowned. She vaguely felt that the person on the other side seemed to have some unspeakable changes at this time, and when she looked at the other person's expression, she felt a little painful in her heart.

What has been lost in this way is an indescribable sorrow that I want people to shed tears.

Su Che's eyes were crystal clear. Looking at her, maybe it was because the night wind was too fast, or maybe it was really because of the fireworks, and the tears finally flowed down.

"I know I can't dissuade you, but I still want to ask, can you come back?" he whispered.

Zhou Zijin suddenly felt a little frustrated, which reminded her of the endless silence coming from all directions and extremely heavy when she was practicing at the bottom of the Tianshan Ice Pond.

There was some doubt in her eyes, and there was even invisible pain.

Su Che said: "Let go of the ruthless Tao..."

"No!" Zhou Zijin groaned, his face slightly pale.

She just looked at Su Che, but her eyes were extremely firm.

Su Che smiled.

In my ears, the whistling sound of fireworks has gradually faded away. In the sky, the dazzling fireworks slowly faded away, and the smoke of gunpowder filled.

"They are still waiting for me," he said. "Then, I'll go first."

Su Che turned around and his heart was gone.

Looking at his back, Zhou Zijin felt a huge sadness coming for a moment, without any warning and could not stop it.

She subconsciously took a half step forward, but stopped again.

She lowered her head, as if she couldn't understand why she was like this, but she suddenly felt a little hollow in her heart, as if she had really lost something, completely lost it.

But at the same time, the sword technique operates on its own, and the qi sea in the Dantian field is like a tsunami roaring, like a cave spring, like a natural water, a trace of cold air spread throughout the body, but in the blink of an eye it formed a warm current.

At this moment, she was like a jade woman walking out of the snow, bathing in the sunshine, and was crystal clear.

Zhou Zijin's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she suddenly sighed softly.

"I want to hear you recite a poem." She said, her tone as soft as she used to be.

Su Che was already in the attic three feet away, but the wind brought the whisper to his ears.

He paused when he heard this, held the sword in his hand tightly, raised his head, his eyes blurred with tears.

"The east wind blooms at night, thousands of flowers and trees blow down, and the stars are like rain."

At this time, the fireworks all over the sky disappeared, and the sharp sound disappeared. The city of the government was deeply trapped in the silence of the blue bricks and cold tiles, leaving only the chill that made people want to escape.

The figure on the cloud bridge disappeared, and Su Che did not speak again.

He looked up and looked out the window dark. When he was in a trance, his sword energy was like a hurricane, and the small building was instantly submerged in the night.

Three thousand fireworks, reunion and separation, no matter how sad it is, there is no mercy.

On that night, Zhou Zijin cut off his obsession in his heart, achieved enlightenment with ruthlessness, and practiced great things through great practice.

Su Cheqi becomes Hunyuan and enters the three realms.

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...

In the inner courtyard of the government city, a group of high-level officials of the Mo family were trapped in the bronze hall. Those with cultivation were taking medicine to drive away poisons, while those who did not understand cultivation were very uneasy and were even more worried.

There were dozens of Mohist disciples in the hall, all of whom were drowsy. As for the others, they were either fighting outside and being killed, or being poisoned and fainted, and could not move.

In short, there are nearly 3,000 people in the Mo family, and now they are the only ones trapped here.

"There is no movement outside yet." Master Mu said.

At this time, he had no fear in his expression, because at this time, he knew that no matter how careful he was, it would be useless.

On the side, Fang Duo said, "I don't know what happened to Mr. Yue."

Hearing this, everyone in the audience couldn't help but feel hearts sank.

Yue Qianzhong is on duty to the city of the organ tonight, which can be said to be the first line of defense of the Mo family. Now that the Mo family's children are trapped in the inner courtyard, I think the other party is in danger.

"The coachman is a great practice. He must have known the situation in the city of the organ and will come to save us." Elder Li said reluctantly.

No one responded to him, or to the point where he reached the present, it was inevitable that he would have to guess the people's hearts. Even if the coachman came, he would not be able to make the situation come back.

What's more, the poison is flooded with the city of the Mechanism, and the coachman is not spared.

The Tuo Shuai didn't speak. He was resuming his internal strength. Even if the results were minimal, the tiredness in his mind was like a wave.

He saw Mo Hen leaning against the incense table. The other party raised his head and looked at the hall above his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

As if he noticed his gaze, Mohen turned his head, looked at this side, and then smiled slightly.

The thief saw clearly that the other party's eyes were clear and there was no sign of poisoning.

He frowned.

Mohen raised his index finger, placed it beside his mouth, and let out a light "shh".

The Tuo Shuai's eyes became dark and his face became ugly.

Just at this moment, the sound of fireworks outside stopped, and the breathing of the people in the hall was quiet.

No one spoke, but his heart felt like a cloud was pressing on.
Chapter completed!