Liang Hongzhuang looked at Su Li with a blank expression on her face, and asked as if she was dead, "Why?"

It was quiet and no one could answer this question.

He smiled and said with a slutty smile: "I thought the law of heaven would be cycled after all. It was not that the time was not coming, but it was just a little late, but there would be a result. I didn't think so, there was no way of heaven at all. Why can a person like you live well all the time? Now he is about to die, and another person appears."

Chen Changsheng lowered his head and did not look at him. His hand holding the dagger trembled slightly.

"Where did our Liang family offend you? What benefits did the Chen family in Tianliang give you? You wanted to destroy my Liang family more than ten years ago."

Liang Hongzhuang's laughter became louder and louder, the blood flowed faster and faster, and the voice became more and more shrill. By the last sentence, the questioning had turned into a roar, which was the roar of the injured beast, full of anger and unwillingness, despair and pain, and was about to penetrate deeply into the deepest part of the soul of the person he heard.

Chen Changsheng's head lowered, his face paler, and his hands became trembling, as if he could not hold the hilt of the sword the next moment. He didn't want to see Liang Hongzhuang, who was already crazy, nor did he dare to look at Su Li. Because he was worried that if he took a look, he would feel uncontrollable regret for what he had done, and thus fell into pain and struggle.

Listening to Liang Hongzhuang's grief and anger, looking at Chen Changsheng with his head down, Su Li was still expressionless - what had happened could never be changed. So regret or not is meaningless, and there is no need to review. Even if there is, it can only happen in his own heart. He absolutely disdain to explain to this world.

He is such a person. If it were the past, no matter how miserable Liang Hongzhuang was, he would leave without changing his face. Today, he also remained unchanged, but for some reason, he said a few words before leaving. Or was it because Chen Changsheng's head was hanging too low and his hand holding the sword was too shaking?

"When your Liang family ancestors became emperors, how many people did you kill in the south and how many gates did you destroy?"

Su Li looked at Liang Hongzhuang with expressionless expression and said, "As for destroying your Liang family... If I really want to do this, how can you survive to this day, and how can the King of Liang still live?"

His mood suddenly became a little irritable, and he looked at Chen Changsheng and said in a cold voice: "What are you doing if you don't leave quickly? Imitate loneliness or pretend to be despair? Don't think that you saved my life and are qualified to preach to me."

After saying this, he walked towards the other side of the barren mountain.

After these days of rest, he was still seriously injured, but he could take two steps slowly.

The two hairy deer were full of grass and returned to the venue. Looking at Su Li who was walking away and Chen Changsheng who was still standing in the venue with his head down, he seemed a little confused and didn't know who to follow.

Chen Changsheng raised his head, looked at Liang Hongzhuang, wanted to say something, but in the end he only said two words: "Sorry."

Finally speaking these two heavy words, his mood did not feel relaxed because of this. He reached out and held the reins between the necks of the two fur deer, and silently chased the somewhat lonely figure ahead.

The other side of the barren mountain is the south.

Liang Hongzhuang could no longer support her and fell to the ground. Looking at the two people who were gradually moving, she shouted in pain: "Do you think you can really go back to the south? If you continue to follow him, you will definitely die."

Chen Changsheng did not look back, but kept walking silently with his head down.

Su Li walked very slowly and didn't take long before he caught up with him.

Mao Lu bent her front knee and leaned on the ground. He helped Su Li up.

From beginning to end, there was no conversation.

After walking through this barren mountain, I climbed over two other barren mountains, and the hairy deer stopped beside a green grass slope.

Chen Changsheng got off the deer's back, ran to the side of the road, bent down and started vomiting.

Su Li looked at him and said sarcastically: "That guy is not dead, so what's there to vomit?"

Chen Changsheng waved his hand and wanted to explain a few words, but he could not suppress the discomfort between his chest and abdomen, and he started vomiting again.

This battle with Liang Hongzhuang is the first time he has defeated a powerful man in the Star Gathering Realm head-on and alone. If this battle is not too ordinary, it would seem a bit light, or it may be more worthy of the battle's status in history.

But the price he paid was not ordinary, and the battle of cross-border killing was certainly not as light as it was on the surface. Under the pressure of Liang Hongzhuang's star domain, he was also seriously injured, and his bones seemed to want to crack. His body had been trembling slightly before, which was an emotional problem, and his body was really unable to hold on.

But the real injury is not in the body, but in the spirit.

He did not have the calculation talent like Xu Yourong, nor did he have enough talented bloodline. He had just started learning the Huijian, so he had to forcibly destroy the Huijian to meet the enemy. With one move, he had seven swords. This was not something he could bear now. A large amount of information adoption and analysis can be said to be a massive amount of information, such as the sea and even as vast as the starry sky, which directly squeezed all his spirits and made his sea of ​​consciousness shake until it was about to collapse.

All his spiritual consciousness was consumed in the seven swords, and the sea of ​​consciousness became empty.

The practitioner's body is a ship in the spiritual ocean. His current spiritual ocean is exhausted, and the ship keeps falling in the void space, never ending. This is a very terrifying process. He feels that everything around him, the barren mountains and grass slopes are constantly turning and changing, and the blue sky seems to be falling toward the top of his head, which makes him extremely annoyed, uncomfortable, dizzy, painful, and weak. It's like drinking wine for seven days and seven nights in a row, which is a strong wine, or even a bad wine.

This feeling is very painful and very uncomfortable, and it is a mental matter and there is no way to expel it from the body.

He spit out all the barbecue and wild fruits he ate last night and this morning, and also spit out the stomach juice. In the end, the only thing he vomited was nothing like water, until he couldn't spit out anything. He hadn't stopped. He began to vomit, as if he was about to spit out until the sea was gone and the rocks were gone forever. Only in this way can he express his attitude towards the world.

Su Li looked at the boy vomiting beside the road and remained silent.

I don’t know how long it took, but he slowly walked behind Chen Changsheng with a yellow paper umbrella as a staff, slowly raised the yellow paper umbrella and hit Chen Changsheng’s neck.

With a bang, Chen Changsheng slowly fell down. Before falling down, he used all his last strength to ensure that he fell backwards and would not be contaminated with the filth he vomited out.

But he did not faint, and still opened his eyes and looked at the sky, in great pain and extreme weakness.

Su Li said indifferently: "If you don't want to faint, you may be crazy."

In the attack just now, he used all the power accumulated in the dark these days. He thought it might not be enough to kill the enemy, but it could be used to save people, but he did not expect that the young man's body was so tough.

Chen Changsheng opened his mouth like a dying fish and said weakly: "Senior, there is a grass on the mountain."

"You didn't want to write a poem before you died, did you?" Su Li said: "Don't do this, it will make people uncomfortable."

Chen Changsheng raised his hand with difficulty, pointed to the grass and said, "That's a hundred days of drunkenness."

Just as Su Li said, if this continues, his sea of ​​consciousness may really break down, die directly or become an idiot. And the most important thing is that he is really uncomfortable and painful now. If he can ensure that his vision is not blurred and can see the white clouds in the blue sky clearly, he will definitely remove the golden needle as soon as possible and make himself faint, but he can't do it.

Fortunately, when he fell down, he saw a grass that could make him unconscious.

Su Li understood what he meant, picked the grass, pulled it into pieces with his hands roughly, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Chen Changsheng finally closed his eyes, his face still pale, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

Su Li took a few tired breaths, sat cross-legged, looked at the silent and deserted mountain, and his right hand fell on the umbrella handle.

After a while, Chen Changsheng suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the sky with some confusion.

Su Li's eyes drooped slightly and said, "Isn't you willing to faint?"

Chen Changsheng said exhaustedly: "The medicinal power is not that fast.

Su Li said, "Then shut up, close your eyes, and wait."

Chen Changsheng said with difficulty: "But I have something to say to my senior."

Su Li was silent for a while, and said expressionlessly: "Let me go."

"Senior... I'd better kill fewer people in the future."

After saying this, Chen Changsheng felt that he had finally done what he had to do, so he relaxed, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.
Chapter completed!