Fighter of the Destiny

Su Li asked again: "Why didn't you take the yellow paper umbrella with you when you went downstairs just now?"

The yellow paper umbrella has extremely strong defensive capabilities and can withstand a full blow from a strong person in the Star Gathering Realm. When he was in Wenshui, Chen Changsheng heard Zhexiu say that this umbrella has been in Su Li's hand these days. And since that day in the snowy field, he always thought that this umbrella was a sword, and had never thought of this at all. Hearing Su Li's words, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"I forgot," he admitted honestly.

Su Li sighed: "You're so stupid."

When the two of them were talking, Xiao Zhang didn't move, Liang Wangsun didn't move, and no one in the streets around the inn moved.

Because the person speaking was Su Li.

In the past hundreds of years, Su Li has been the idol of countless people in the spiritual world and the soul of the human world. He can be killed, but cannot be humiliated, because that would be humiliating the human world itself. At this moment, even the craziest Xiao Zhang doesn't mind waiting for a while.

The outcome has been determined. Everyone in the world can be killed. Chen Changsheng, the only one standing in front of Su Li, has also been defeated. The difference in strength between the two sides is too great - in the era when wild flowers first bloomed in the cultivation world, there were four strongest people. , Tuxue Xunmei died in front of the Shinto of Tianshu Mausoleum, and there were still three people left. Two of them came to Xunyang City. What could Chen Changsheng do?

A broken wall behind the inn building could not withstand the gentle breeze and collapsed, causing smoke and dust to rise again. When the smoke settled, Bishop Hua Jiefu of Xunyang City appeared in the building. He looked at Chen Changsheng and said seriously: "You can no longer change all this, so why not let this matter end more peacefully?"

Chen Changsheng lowered his head and said nothing.

Su Li raised his right hand again, patted his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Who am I? Are you, a kid, really prepared to stay by my side for the rest of your life?"

Chen Changsheng understood what he meant and moved to the side with difficulty.

When the carriage from Prince Liang's mansion arrived, he stood in front of the window. When Xiao Zhang's gun arrived, he stood in front of the chair. Even when he fell, he fell in front of a chair. He had tried his best, and now at the last moment, whether it was out of respect or other reasons, he should let Su Li face the storm by himself, so he got out of the way.

Su Li sat in the chair, holding a yellow paper umbrella, looking at Xiao Zhang in front of him, Liang Wangsun on the chariot, and the people in the street, with calm and nonchalant expressions, as if these people were just idlers.

The sky in Xunyang City became a little dark, the paper snow had stopped, and a light rain suddenly fell.

The streets in the drizzle were silent, and no one spoke for a long time.

Xiao Zhang turned his head and looked at Su Li, his eyes filled with unprecedented concentration and enthusiasm, as if he was admiring an extremely precious piece of porcelain, which would then be broken by his own hands.

The white paper on his face was wetted by the rain and deformed, making it look even more funny and terrifying. The next moment, he trembled slightly, like the sound of iron wire being continuously struck, coming out from behind the white paper: "It's really interesting. People like you will die too.”

When he said this, Xiao Zhang's voice was even more trembling, he was very excited, and a little confused - he was excited because he was about to witness and personally participate in an important turning moment in history, but the reason for being confused was more complicated.

Su Li looked at him like a wounded little beast, and said with pity: "Everyone has to die. You don't understand such a simple truth? I have said that you are crazy, but how do you look like it now? An idiot?"

If someone calls him an idiot, Xiao Zhang will definitely go crazy immediately and won't stop until he fucks the other person to death. But when he heard Su Li's words, he wasn't even angry, and his eyes became incomparable. Sincerely, he said: "Look, those here today are either bastards or trash. It would be pointless to die in their hands."

Su Li said angrily: "Are you really an idiot? It would be pointless to die in anyone's hands."

Xiao Zhang puffed up his chest and said, "What do you think of me? Death in my hands is always more interesting."

Chen Changsheng couldn't help but said: "Is this interesting to you?"

They all mean the same thing, but they don't mean the same thing.

Xiao Zhang looked at him, his eyes turned cold, his voice became even more crazy, and he shouted: "Of course it's interesting! He is Su Li! How could he die in the hands of those losers? Of course he can only die by my gun!"

Yes, many people think that even if he cannot fight and is seriously injured and nearly disabled, Su Li is still Su Li after all. He has never existed in this world in an ordinary way, so how can he leave in such an ordinary way?

Chen Changsheng was speechless, but Su Li had something to say.

"I object." He looked at the crowd inside and outside the inn and said very seriously: "No matter how you die, I don't agree."

The streets in the light rain became silent again, but the atmosphere was different from the previous moment. The silence at this moment came from surprise. Not everyone had seen Su Li, and no one thought that the legendary Uncle Li Shan was actually Such a person, at the last moment of his life, still seemed so casual and frivolous, and how could he have the slightest bit of the demeanor of a legendary figure.

"invalid objection."

Liang Wangsun walked to the ruins of the inn, looked at Su Li in the chair and bowed after being silent for a moment, then said: "When you killed 300 people in my palace more than ten years ago, you should have known that today would happen."

Then he looked at Chen Changsheng beside Su Li and said, "I just said that giving life back is the most fair thing, not to mention that he has to repay three hundred lives with this life."

Su Li pushed his messy black hair behind his shoulders and said nonchalantly, "Whatever you say."

Hearing this word, Chen Changsheng inexplicably thought of Luoluo, and then the assassination in the National Education Academy, the demon assassin, the black robe, and the battle in the snowy field, so he still insisted that It wasn't fair, but he no longer had the ability to stand up for his own opinion.

The raindrops fell slowly, floating like silk and strings.

Hundreds of eyes looked at the ruins of the inn, looking at Su Li in the chair, feeling hot yet cold, happy yet awe-stricken.

Su Li's left hand held the yellow paper umbrella, but his right hand never meant to hold the umbrella handle.

From the snowfield to Xunyang City, tens of thousands of miles of wind, snow, dust and roads, people have confirmed countless times that the news is true. Su Li is indeed seriously injured and unable to fight anymore, but no one dares to look down on him. In the past hundreds of years, the most horrific murder of the demons, arranged by Black Robe himself, did not kill him. How could such a person die so simply?

Miracle seems to be a term created by nature for people like him.

The streets were dead silent, and the atmosphere was oppressive and tense.

I don’t know when Xiao Zhang and Liang Wangsun will take action.

At this moment, someone took action first.

A stone wet by rain flew from the street and hit Su Li in the face.

There was a muffled snap.

A stream of blood flowed from Su Li's forehead.

Chen Changsheng no longer had the strength to help him block the stone.

Su Li himself didn't have the strength to block the stone, and he couldn't even avoid it - the legendary strong man who could kill demon generals with one sword and destroy the stars with one glance could no longer avoid even a stone.

The streets and alleys were still quiet, but the atmosphere suddenly became a little different.

In the light rain, there was a burst of laughter.

People looked over and found that the man was Lin Canghai, the leader of the Star Machine Sect, and it was he who threw the stone.

Lin Canghai looked at the upstairs of the inn and smiled with resentment and joy: "Su Li, you have today! Even a dog knows how to avoid rocks, but now you are worse than a dog!"

In the light rain, Su Li's clothes were soaked, his face was pale, blood was flowing slowly, and he looked very miserable.

Looking at this scene, although everyone came to kill Su Li, they had different moods.

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(I have a cold. If I am still so dizzy tomorrow, I may have to take a day off. Let me tell you in advance.)