Immortal Emperor: Reborn in the Mixed City

Su Yan's hearing is naturally sensitive, not to mention the exceptional silence in this underground palace, even the drop of a needle is exceptionally clear.

This is a sound that can only be made by a pair of leather shoes, kicking and kicking, very rhythmic, indicating that the person is walking steadily, and the footwork is uniform. This also shows that the person is very calm, even if he knows he is here.

The spiritual power in Su Yan's hand dissipated, and he turned and looked over.

On the way he came, there was a dark shadow, passing all the way, the light on both sides dissipated, like a dark death.

Su Yan could feel this person's difficulty, walking with a gust of wind, and extremely cold.

This person was tall, but not sturdy. On the contrary, he looked a little thin. When he stopped, Su Yan also saw this person clearly.

Wearing a gentleman's hat, a leather jacket, a pair of leather gloves on his hands, and a pair of tight jeans, this kind of height is a bit nondescript.

Su Yan looked at him, and this person also looked at Su Yan, but Su Yan's face was cold, and the other's smile was mixed with a faint evil charm.

The man exhaled a suffocating breath, as if he breathed in winter, he could actually see it floating over the sky.

"Wonderful, really wonderful."

The man's voice was very hoarse, as if something was stuck in his throat, and it sounded very uncomfortable.

But this does not affect his speech, nor does it affect the hearing of others.

The man applauded, crisp and loud, echoing around the entire palace, as if he was really praising Su Yan.

But Su Yan knew very well that this man would never be like this, and this compliment was nothing more than a mockery in his eyes.

Su Yan was still cold. At this moment, he realized that this man's body was strange, his face and even his neck had black lines.

The black thread is his blood vessel, which appears everywhere on his face. The blood inside is black, so it is unusually conspicuous.

This makes the man even more evil. It's not that he has been attacked by chemicals. I'm afraid he has been infected with another virus. This is no longer a normal person.

The man also noticed Su Yan's gaze, but he didn't look like he didn't care, on the contrary, he cared very much.

The man's evil smile dissipated, looking at Su Yan angrily, even more murderous.

"What are you staring at me for, am I good-looking?!"

"No, you are too ugly."

Su Yan said lightly, what he was telling the truth, this man looked like a human, a ghost, or a ghost in his eyes.

But this did make the man furious, his face was slightly twisted, and the blood vessels were squirming like a centipede at the moment, looking unusually shocked.

"You are the first to say that to me!"

Su Yan smiled slightly and said, "Really, does that seem to be my Rongxin?"

The man swallowed all his anger into his stomach, looking at Su Yan at this moment with only a coldness and disdain.

"I almost irritated you."

"Oh, then it seems I haven't worked hard enough."

Su Yan's words were tantamount to wanting to provoke the man again, because this man looked a bit two hundred and five.

But the man was no longer angry, his cold expression remained the same, staring at Su Yan firmly.

"Don't you want to know who I am?"

"Who do you love."

Su Yan naturally didn't want to know that he didn't have that leisurely mind. Since he was an enemy, he would just destroy it.

But the man didn't stop there, but took the initiative to say: "I want you to be a ghost before you die, this is my gift to you!"

The man's voice became increasingly hoarse, as if it was filled with nicotine and carbon monoxide, and it filled his whole body.

This kind of voice depends on the strength of the whole body, which is relatively rare.

"My name is Bruce, do you know?"

"what do you want to say?"

Su Yan started to get to the point. He didn't want to be entangled, he would destroy the enemy.

"I want you to know who killed you before you die."

"In this way, you and I are the enemies of life and death?"

Su Yan's eyes were deep, but on the contrary, he became even more indifferent.

Bruce looked around with a smile on his face, because he knew it would all belong to him.

"There is a saying in China that you call the oriole in the back."

Su Yan now knows that this man is not Chinese. Although he has yellow skin and can speak Chinese fluently, he is not Chinese, otherwise he would not call himself Bruce.

I'm afraid this is an Asian or Chinese, either from the West or from the land of stars.

"Do you think of me as a praying mantis?"

"Yes, you are a praying mantis, an excellent hunter."

Bruce walked over to the Golden Luan throne and sat down straight, extremely happy.

"This position is really good, no wonder everyone is vying to be the emperor."

Su Yan interrupted Bruce's intoxication, and he had no time to watch him be contented.

"Do you really think it will kill me?"

"I am the oriole and you are a praying mantis, what do you say?" Bruce let out a hoarse laugh, looking at Su Yan, and continued, "You killed the mysterious sect master Wentian, you are really a good mantis In fact, at first I thought Wentian was a mantis."

Bruce spread his hands, but he was a little disappointed. Wentian was defeated and died directly.

And Su Yan got a lot of information from the words of Bruce, which made his expression even more gloomy.

First, this Bruce is very arrogant, always boasting about the oriole, taking everything and treating himself as a bug.

Second, Wentian was nothing but a mantis in his eyes, which showed that he was definitely better than Wentian.

From these two points of information, Su Yan knew that the person in front of him was not simple, and was definitely a tricky guy.

"Why, are you scared?"

Bruce looked at Su Yan and asked with a smile, but his smile was fake, it was like a mockery.

"I'm not afraid, but it's just annoying, because the enemy is always endless, even if you know that you are just a moth, you have to keep coming."

Su Yan's words are very straightforward. Bruce compares him to a praying mantis, and he is a oriole, but in Su Yan's eyes, he is a moth, and the moth is just fighting the fire.

This made Bruce very upset, his face showed a gloomy meaning, and the black blood vessels on his skin were squirming again at this moment, and exuding a terrifying black power.

"You are very confident, as confident as I am."

"It's not self-confidence, but strength."

Su Yan could see through Bruce thoroughly, and didn't think he was terrifying, but he had a big tone.

This also made him lose a trace of interest. It was nothing more than a life-and-death thing, with no extra value.

The spiritual power surged in Su Yan's hand, and he decided to kill this Bruce as soon as possible. After all, the weird pattern was still working now, and he had to hurry up to understand it clearly.

But seeing Su Yan's spiritual power gushing out, Bruce didn't care, but a ridiculous gesture.

"Poor, it's so pathetic, people only see themselves clearly when they die."