"There is always a reason to rebel. The Su family is not treating you well?"

"I am a slave of the Su family." Su An said.

"I don't want to be a slave anymore, I want to turn over and be my master?" Wusheng was also very curious about this matter, just purely curious, not a strong gossip and curiosity in his heart.

"My sister married your second uncle as a concubine and died of depression. My two sons were from the Jiangjiang River. One died ten years ago, and the other is now worse than death! In recent years, our family has paid too much for your Su family. What has ended up with, and what has that old guy Su Hengsheng done. You know what you think is like a charitable old man outside, drinking boy blood and eating fetal flesh in secret, and not doing anything to live for a few more years?"

Haha, Wusheng was also very surprised when he heard this.

It turns out that these big families are very dark and have not done many shameful things yet. However, because of these things, they rebel against the Su family, which has served for decades, sounds a bit far-fetched. Why didn’t they rebel long ago, but wait until now?

"Your Su family's descendants are prosperous. I am old but in the end I don't even have a grandson,"

"Also, my name is Sun Tiecheng, not Su An. Don't think that giving a surname is so glorious. Even his surname is gone. He said that he has been a member of the Su family since then, but he has been slaves for generations." From beginning to end, Sun Tiecheng's tone was very plain, as if he was talking about something very ordinary.

But in the calm tone, you can feel the suppressed anger, as if the dull volcano is about to erupt.

"It's because of this?" Su He still couldn't believe it.

"Isn't this enough? Do you think these are trivial matters? Do I have to thank you to your Su family?" Su An took a deep breath.

"That old guy Su Hengsheng changed the practice method of your Su family, trying to create a faster way. If he doesn't practice it himself, then I and my family will do the experiment." Speaking of this, Sun Tiecheng's old face suddenly became ferocious.

"For this reason, my wife left and left in pain. My son was not as good as death. Isn't that enough?" a hoarse voice roared.

Su He and Su Yong were both stunned. They were not sure about these things.

In their eyes, the father is amiable and kind to his servants, and rarely gets angry. He is a kind person.

"This hatred is quite big!" Wusheng thought to himself when he heard this.

Imagination of putting myself in my shoes, Wusheng felt that if he had replaced Su An with him, he would have been unable to stand it anymore.

The thin man suddenly made a move, and a yellow light flew out of his hand, and Su He waved the iron rod in his hand to block it.

Su Yong's extremely poisonous body cannot be recovered in a short while.

Ye Qionglou was not injured in a fight with the man, but he did not take advantage of it.

"I watched you grow up, and today I will only sack your cultivation level and not take your lives." Sun Tiecheng had a dark red iron rod in his hand, just like Su He's hand.

"The Su family's supernatural powers originated from the powerful man in the past. How profound is it? Practicing according to the law, humans and immortals may not be able to succeed. It's ridiculous that Su Hengsheng wants to succeed quickly!"

As he spoke, he held his hand and the magic weapon forged from the Dragon Subduing Pile shone with bright light.

Su He also tightened the iron rod in his hand.

"Please help me stop that person." Su He told Wusheng Dao.

"It's easy to say." Wusheng smiled and turned to look at the man who hid himself in his robe.

"Is it because I'm dressed so tightly? Is it because I'm afraid of the cold or too ugly and shameful?"

The man didn't say anything, but just stared at Wusheng with a cold look.

The sword cultivator in front of him was extremely powerful. He knew the Su family’s background, what magical powers he had cultivated, and what magic weapons he used in advance. When he was fighting, he naturally knew about it. However, the cultivator in front of him did not know the other party’s background at all. He knew nothing except that he had achieved sword cultivation.

Wusheng put his hands together in his sleeves.

Su He and Sun Tiecheng, who were not very far away, were already fighting together. Two fires in the air broke through the wind and rain, flew around, and collided from time to time, which was so exciting.

Su He was even more shocked. It turned out that the butler of the Su family had such a great cultivation level. The key was that he practiced the Su family's method of practice. In terms of skill and profoundness, it seemed that he was more above him. I don't know what he practiced.

Wusheng's robe suddenly moved, and something flew out of his body opposite to him, protecting his body, and at the same time, a piece of light sprinkled out and flew towards Wusheng. The light was interrupted by Wusheng's horizontal sword.

Looking at the monk's magic weapon, it turned out to be a copper coin with a square hole and a round body, emitting a brass-colored light.

"That's not the money of Luobao?" Wusheng naturally thought of a few powerful treasures in the legend.

The man didn't speak.

Wusheng smiled, had a sword in his right hand, and a finger in his left hand. But he was all stopped by his magic weapon.

It's really a bit troublesome!

If you don’t use the Buddha’s sword and Haoyang Glass, it’s really hard to break the magic weapon. But now there are still many people watching this place openly and secretly, so don’t use it.

The two of them were stalemate here.

Ye Qionglou and the person who used the magical power of observing the sky and the Five Colorful Tianluo were not sure of the victory or defeat, and no one could do anything to each other. Although the Five Colorful Tianluo was powerful, Ye Qionglou had a scroll in his hand that was mysterious.

There was a loud bang in the air, a ball of fire exploded, and a figure fell from the sky into the Qiantang River.

The river patrolman on the river hurried forward.

It was Su He who fell into the water, who was beaten from the sky. Sun Tiecheng fell from mid-air, standing on the endless river water, expressionless.

Cough cough, Su He struggled to get up.

At the critical moment, the old man opposite was soft and left a piece of magic power, otherwise he would not be as simple as being injured now.

Walk!

Sun Tiecheng said coldly.

The three of them left in the storm, and no one stopped them.

"Just like this they left?" Wusheng asked Ye Qionglou with an ugly face.

"What else can we do? We have tried our best." The words were filled with helplessness.

"The murderer who killed Mr. Su is right in front of you. He also destroyed the Zhenhe Tower and killed the Jiangzhang people. This is all done. Are the imperial court and Wuying Guard blind?" Wusheng said without any concealment.

Even if Mr. Su is indifferent to others, he is very unauthentic, but should those who visit the river be killed? Should the innocent people involved in destroying the Zhenhe Tower?

Ye Qionglou didn't say anything, but just sighed.

"Do you have any magic weapon that can trap them for a while?" Wusheng suddenly said.

"what are you up to?"

"I feel uncomfortable when I go up and cut them off with a sword, so that they can leave so easily and easily."
Chapter completed!