Fighter of the Destiny

The atmosphere on the street changed too quickly. One moment it was grand and exciting, and the next moment it was time to take an evening photo and talk over wine. Who would have expected that it would be like directly entering the rhythm of family life. Of course, everyone knows that the saint's question has a profound meaning.

If you look at it from an ordinary perspective, Chen Changsheng's answer was a bit harsh and lacking in etiquette, but the beauty is that the southern saint is not an ordinary person, nor the ordinary saints in history. She likes Su Li, and she dares to like that person. Su Li is a demon princess, so she was very satisfied with Chen Changsheng's answer. She felt that this young man was calm, simple and powerful.

She glanced at Chen Changsheng with deep meaning. This was a real deep meaning. It was not like the look she gave Su Li at the beginning that contained many complicated emotions. It was a deep meaning that everyone could understand - I didn't know that she had been there before. How do you feel about Chen Changsheng? But at least I am quite satisfied with meeting today.

Perhaps this has a lot to do with Chen Changsheng standing in front of Su Li covered in blood?

Just at this glance, the rain in Xunyang City stopped and the clouds dispersed, revealing the real sky behind.

There is no moon like that of the northern demons, nor are there any stars by the sea, just a blue sky.

A round of setting sun hung far away in the fields outside the city. It turned out to be dusk.

The twilight was like blood, shining on Liu Qing's face covered with wounds and blood, adding a bit of terror. He walked towards the city gate, paying no attention to anyone.

"Why?" Su Li asked, looking at his back.

Liu Qing stopped and said after a moment of silence: "What I told Zhu Luo is true."

Su Li said: "Of course I know what you are telling the truth."

Not long after leaving the military camp, he knew that Liu Qing had been following him. He always thought that Liu Qing wanted to kill him, and he never cared that Liu Qing wanted to kill him. It was all for the same reason.

He has known Liu Qing for many years. He knows everything about Liu Qing's assassination habits and style.

Many years ago, he left Liu Qing and the others without hesitation. He thought he would not have any nostalgia for those guys. In fact, in the long years that followed, he rarely thought of those people. No matter how you look at it, Liu Qing and those guys have reasons to hate themselves and reasons to kill themselves.

"I think differently than a few of them. They think there is a clean slate between you and us, but I always think you owe us, so I want to kill you. This is of course my best chance."

Liu Qing did not turn around, and said after a moment of silence: "I thought you would be as miserable as an old dog this time, and I would definitely be very happy. But after following you these days, the more I look at you, the more I feel uncomfortable. When we enter the industry, if you are humiliated, we will be humiliated. Even if I want to kill you, I can only kill you. How can I let others touch you?"

Su Li was silent for a while and said, "What a mess."

Liu Qing raised his head, looked at the sunset outside the city in the distance, and said: "It's actually very simple. I suddenly understood why you left us in the first place. After all, you are a person who left the mountain. Your life is different from ours. .”

In the previous battle, Zhu Luo had angrily accused Liu Qing of being a Lishan person.

Liu Qing did not admit it. Although he used Li Shan's swordsmanship and was fair and aboveboard, he was a killer walking in the night.

After listening to Liu Qing's words, Su Li was silent for a while seriously, and then explained for the first time that little thing in the past that his young self didn't care about.

“I left that year mainly because it was too unchallenging.”

He said: "Am I supposed to think about how to kill the Demon Lord and Black Robe every day?"

Liu Qing looked at the sunset and said seriously: "The last order we took and the thing we talked about were quite interesting, weren't they?"

Even when facing the two powerful men Zhu Luo and Stargazer, Su Li could still only see casualness and indifference on his face, but after hearing Liu Qing's words, his expression became solemn.

He looked at Liu Qing and said, "That woman is not easy to kill. I advise you not to be tempted."

Liu Qing stopped saying anything and walked out of the city, disappearing into the dusk after a while.

Chen Changsheng didn't understand the conversation and asked Su Li, "What are you talking about?"

Su Li said: "Many years ago, someone asked me to kill a person."

"Kill who?"

"You know, Tianhai."

In Su Li's view, there are three and a half most powerful women in the world: the Holy Queen, the Southern Saint, the demon queen in Baidi City, and the pervert in Xue Lao City.

But the hardest one to kill is always the one.

Of course it is Tianhai.

"Isn't that what the elders of the Changsheng Sect forced the seniors to do?"

“I’ve also had people try to pay me to do it.”

"It's crazy."

"No matter who they are, they all have a price."

"Senior, it seems that this sentence should come from Liu Qing's mouth."?

"Is that weird coming from me?"

"Senior, what is the relationship between you and Liu Qing...?"

"I led him into the assassin business, and I taught him his skills."

Su Li answered casually, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

Chen Changsheng suddenly remembered something, a possibility.

When he met the Twenty-Eight God General Xue He in the wilderness, he cut off one of Xue He's arms with the help of Su Li, but he was worried that Xue He would be killed by Liu Qing who was hiding in the wilderness. Su Li was telling the story While talking about Liu Qing's origin, he also mentioned the chief assassin on the killer list of Tianji Pavilion. Su Li also respected that assassin during the conversation.

Chen Changsheng looked at Su Li and asked in disbelief: "Could it be that...senior, you are the best assassin in the world?"

“I was in this business for a while when I was younger.”

"Then?"

"When you do something, you have to love it and do it to the best of your ability."

Su Li said of course: "As an assassin, of course I am the strongest assassin."

Chen Changsheng was shocked and couldn't understand how such an outsider could become a killer.

Su Li glanced at the yellow paper umbrella in his hand and said with emotion: "At that time, we were really short of money."

He didn't finish his words - at that time he was so short of money that he couldn't even afford a broken umbrella.

Some questions have since been solved.

Chen Changsheng felt something was wrong at that time. How could Su Li admire an assassin, even the best assassin in the world? Only then did he realize that the so-called admiration was still narcissism.

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The dusk is getting darker, no longer like blood, but more warm.

A ray of extremely holy light slowly entered Wang Po's body, and the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In order to defeat Hua Jia Xiao Zhang and Liang Wangsun in the inn earlier, Wang Po paid a heavy price. Later, in order to stop Zhu Luo, he was seriously injured. At this time, he was basically fine, but he didn't know the possible loss of Shouyuan. Make up for it.

The Holy Light Technique performed by the Saint is really close to divine magic. Compared with the Holy Light Technique of the Riggong priests, Qingzhi Sansi and Nanxi Zhai disciples, it is like the difference between fireflies and stars.

Wang Po stood up and bowed to the saint and thanked her.

He didn't even look at Su Li because he didn't like Su Li. He came to Xunyang City for things and principles, not for this person.

He walked up to Chen Changsheng and said, "We have met before."

A few months ago, Chen Changsheng and Wang Po met once at the main entrance of Tianshu Mausoleum.

That night was the night when Xun Mei failed to break into the Shinto and died.

Chen Changsheng said: "Yes, senior."

Wang Po's eyebrows drooped feebly, looking a little lackluster, and his voice was the same: "You're not bad."

Chen Changsheng felt very happy because he thought Wang Po was a really good senior.

Many talented young people admired Su Li, but he didn't admire him. He found Su Li very annoying, even though Su Li taught him a lot. He felt that compared with Wang Po, Su Li was wrong in everything. Although Su Li was much better than Wang Po - in the past sixteen years, he only admired his senior brother Yu Ren, but now he seems to have many more objects to admire. A man named Wang Po came out.

On the other side, Su Li finally asked the question: "How is my girl?"

The saint said: "It shouldn't be a big deal if you leave the mountain to send the message."

Su Li asked: "What about Li Shan?"

The saint said: "I walked in a hurry, I just knew there was something wrong."

Su Li's eyebrows were raised like swords, and then gradually fell. After a moment of silence, he said, "Qiu Shan is here, so he should be fine."

When Chen Changsheng heard the name, he looked over subconsciously.