Destiny Villain: I can check the script of my life! Chapter 46 Su Changqing: I'm telling you, I'm your senior brother

The fire below was getting more and more intense, more than a thousand corpses were all ignited, the sea of ​​fire went straight to the sky, and the thick smoke made it impossible to stay for long.

The remaining two eunuchs in red clothes, but they struggled for a moment, and then they were buried here and burned to ashes.

Until stepping out of this dark and narrow cave, the outside world was dimly lit.

The morning mist was filled with lush branches and leaves, and the leaves were drooping, swaying crystal dew.

Su Changqing realized that it was already early in the morning.

"It took a whole night, and this battle was really difficult." Zhou Chu's face was charred, holding a long knife, and sighed softly.

Too many people died, the East Factory, the Jinyiwei, and the Yunlongzhai bandits.

This was almost no less than a small battle.

And this war was just caused by the Queen's words, I want to see the scenery of Yunlong Mountain.

Yunlong Mountain, the mountain is connected to the water, and the water is connected to the mountain.

Seven peaks echoed each other, reflected in the morning mist, as vast as the sky, and colorful rainbows appeared, like a dream.

"Our Zhenfu Division, a great victory!" Jin Yichuan shouted loudly.

"Great victory!"

"Great victory!"

Everyone went down along the way, and Zuo Qianhu still hadn't woken up. The Earthly Evil Life and Death Pass was too difficult, especially since he had no true energy, even though Su Changqing and Jin Yichuan had input a lot for him.

It was still a drop in the bucket.

He needed a strong man in the Earthly Evil realm to activate the Earthly Evil power for him.

There were people in the Earthly Evil realm among the Jinyiwei, but whether they could really break through still depended on Zuo Qianhu's luck.

Several large ships sailed on Yunlong Lake, riding the wind and waves, heading straight for Chang'an City.

The flag of the Zhenfu Division was hung on the bow.

When they came, they took the land route to hide their bodies.

Now that all the bandits in Yunlong Village have been wiped out, they can naturally take a boat.

Su Changqing, wearing a gold-embroidered flying fish and a frosty belt on his waist, stood at the bow of the boat.

Many Jinyiwei looked at him, their hearts surging and fluctuating.

Today, they witnessed the rise of Su Qianhu.

The young man had an upright figure and a handsome demeanor. His flying fish suit was as black as ink, spotless, reflecting the rising sun, and the morning mist was diffused and sprinkled on his side.

His black hair was scattered on his shoulders, and the gold-embroidered flying fish danced in the wind, unparalleled, with a firm face, like a banished immortal.

"Su Changqing in my Zhenfu Division is better than ten Tailongs." Jin Yichuan exclaimed.

Tailong's death was indeed tragic. When cleaning up the traces, a Jinyiwei found that he had drowned deep in the bottom of the lake.

In addition, there was a thousand-year-old clam, which was fished ashore by Jin Yichuan.

This item was presented to the upper level, which was enough to do a great deed, especially the pearl as big as a woman's fist.

Jin Yichuan speculated that it was possible that Tailong was tempted by money and missed the breathing time.

But in any case, Tailong was the only one who could be drowned.

"Su Changqing is very loyal. Not only did he save me at the cost of his life, but he also risked his life to save Zuo Qianhu. I must make friends with him if I have the chance. He is much better than Tailong and his apprentice."

Jin Yichuan whispered in his heart.

He didn't know that if it weren't for Su Changqing... he probably wouldn't be so miserable.

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"Su Qianhu, that..." Zhou Chu stepped forward and bowed slightly.

"What's wrong?" Su Changqing frowned and asked.

"That woman... has been sent to Su Qianhu's room."

Hearing this, Su Changqing's eyes condensed, and he looked at him and said, "When did I say that I would send her to my room?"

Jiang Xingxing's appearance is indeed extraordinary, with straight and slender long legs. Although she doesn't have snow-like skin, she is tall and has beautiful facial features.

But Feng Qingxue and Lin Yuchan, which one lost to her?

Su Changqing doesn't care about beauty.

Just listen to the comments of the system.

Really ravage for ten days? Cooperate with the system, and then let Jiang Xingxing hate him?

Su Changqing has a better way.

This time, Yunlong Qishan, Ye Ronghuo, Li Kongxiang and others are all dead, but Gongsun Wuji must be alive, and Su Changqing did not intervene.

Without the three knives of the Zanghua, no one can open the tomb of the Zanghua Martial Saint.

Gongsun Wuji is also a chess move that Su Changqing expected.

And at present, the only one who can use this knife in the big business is Jiang Xingxing.

She will be a chess move for Su Changqing.

As for beauty, no matter how outstanding your talent and appearance, amazing talent, and peerless charm are, in Su Changqing's eyes, they are just passing clouds.

Once the hundred-year deadline comes, you will still be a skeleton.

Su Changqing wants to step into the Martial Saint, use the Xuantian true qi to increase his lifespan and condense the strongest body.

It is difficult to break the void, and there are only a few people in the world.

He has a secret trick, but before Ji Xingyue rises, he needs to become stronger.

"My way is difficult, practice slowly and practice, and never regret it for the rest of my life."

Su Changqing whispered to himself in his heart, his eyes deep, staring at the blue waves in front of him.

One day passed, and when the Zhenfu Division came, there were more than 3,000 people, but when they returned, there were only 1,783 left, and more than 1,000 died.

In the attack on Yunlong Mountain, except for Su Changqing who took the lead in breaking the mountain, the rest were difficult.

But in the end, seven red-robed eunuchs in the Xiantian realm died, and there were 800 people from the East and West factories.

The God did not blame him, but sent a person in the Disha realm to heal Zuo Qianhu.

Zhenfu Division, inside Su Qianhu's compound.

Su Changqing stopped under the big banyan tree, silent for a moment, and he suddenly thought of a shocking idea.

"Seventy-two Earthly Fiends and Thirty-six Heavenly Stars, are they not formations, but people trained by the God Candidates?"

In the previous life, those people were very weak in the world's number one, but that's not necessarily the case, after all, they were facing the stronger Tiandi Huang.

"If it is true, when the catastrophe comes, I will leave the Zhenfu Division."

Su Changqing stroked the frost and snow, ice crystals lingering on his fingertips, his heart was cold, his eyes were slightly fixed, and he said softly.

The only time he was willful was in the cold palace, when he was a rookie and saved Ji Xingyue.

No matter how chaotic it is, he will not join any camp, and neither will Ji Xingyue.

"Disha has initially mastered the power of heaven and earth. When Zuo Qianhu returns, I wonder if A Chinese Ghost Story will be opened."

Su Changqing pondered for a moment, then stopped thinking about it and pushed the door open.

There was a table and a chair in the room, and there was no decoration. On the bed, a woman in red with cold eyes was the best decoration.

Her red dress fell to her toes, her legs were slender and straight, and she was tied up on the bed, staring at Su Changqing with cold eyes.

"Bastard!" Jiang Xingxing muttered with his mouth sealed.

"You know? You should have died," Su Changqing stood in front of the table, poured himself a glass of water, and said calmly.

"You are practicing the three burial flower knives, and the first knife has not yet been mastered. I really don't know how the master taught you before."

Jiang Xingxing was stunned.

He came to Jiang Xingxing and untied the long cloth on her mouth.

The two looked at each other closely, and the fragrance was fragrant and rippled.

Jiang Xingxing's eyes were flowing, and her eyelashes were very long, like two crescent moons, graceful and moving, which made Su Changqing's heart move.

"You brocade dog thief, you still want to deceive me!" Jiang Xingxing said coldly.

"If I lied to you, how would I know the three burial flower knives? This knife was passed down from Japan and Fusang. The first knife is called Snow Piao Renjian."

Su Changqing looked at her calmly.

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