The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 47: Since ancient times, passionate and free hate

Wang Ning obviously took a mocking tone and didn't make Lin Yun angry. His eyes fell on Su Ziyao.

Su Ziyao has just finished the battle with the puppet and is about to leave.

When Lin Yun came towards him, there was an unexpected flash in his eyes.

"Sister Su!"

Lin Yun's mood is a bit complicated. He has never really observed Su Ziyao, and most of them passed by at a glance.

At such a close distance, Su Ziyao's delicate face is indeed a bit thrilling.

Under her cold temperament, even if she is so close, she can still feel a distant distance.

"Something?"

Su Ziyao's expression remained unchanged, she looked at Lin Yun and asked softly.

"I..."

When the words came to his lips, Lin Yun suddenly blocked him, not knowing how to speak.

Since learning of the original master's obsession, Lin Yun has been preparing, but it is still a bit hard to say when facing Su Ziyao.

"Look, Lin Yun is going to confess to Su Ziyao!"

"Really?"

"My God, he really has the guts..."

Lin Yun's weird look immediately became that he wanted to confess to Su Ziyao under the noise of a group of people.

It immediately caused a sensation in the organ hall.

The disciples in the inner zone all gathered, and the other disciples from the outer disciples also moved after hearing the news, all of them excited.

"You sword slave, what on earth do you want to say quickly, Zi Yao is very busy."

Wang Ning's expression changed, and an anger was brewing in his heart, and he uttered a direct rebuke.

Lin Yun still ignored him and looked at Su Ziyao: "Thanks to Sister Su for taking care of him in the past two years. Every time Sister Su's rewards, Lin Yun will remember it in his heart..."

Su Ziyao looked at him calmly and did not answer.

What should I say?

Looking at Su Ziyao's unchanging expression, Lin Yun suddenly felt a bit bitter in his heart. Perhaps in Su Ziyao's eyes, it was a trivial matter.

The original owner's obsession, and his obsession to death.

She, Su Ziyao, really doesn't need to care too much.

Even today, standing upright and standing opposite her as an inner disciple, it seems that nothing has changed.

Forget it, leave Tianyuan Dan.

But,

In those years, the squeeze in the handy house, the loneliness and helplessness of being driven out by the heavy rain in the middle of the night, the pain and panic of the sword slave's mark on the eyebrows...

No way!

Lin Yun's expression became firm, hesitated in his eyes, and said with a serious face: "Senior Sister Su's kindness, Lin Yun is really remembered in her heart and never forgotten. The year of Gengzi, June 18, is sunny. Sister first I was asked to take care of the saber for the second time. That day, the senior sister was wearing a purple dress, and the senior sister looked in a hurry. I did not dare to neglect, and after careful maintenance, I personally handed the sword to the senior sister, and the world gave me five health pills."

There is no need to deliberately remember the little things about Su Ziyao.

A little bit of thought, it will gush out like a tide.

The original master who passed away seemed to appear behind Lin Yun, muttering softly with a gentle smile on his face.

"The year of Gengzi, August 26, cloudy. It was raining that day. The sister seemed to have forgotten to hold the umbrella and was soaked in the rain. I mustered up the courage and returned to the wooden house to get the umbrella, but When I came out, the senior sister had already left."

"The year of Gengzi, on the sixth day of October, it was so cold that the autumn wind blew people cold. But when I saw the senior sister came, the sky seemed to clear up, and three days later when senior sister came to fetch the sword, she gave me gold Bailiang. Let me go down the mountain and buy some clothes. That should be the first time that Senior Sister said so many words to me."

"In the year of Gengzi, the fifteenth day of the winter month, it was snowing heavily. Perhaps because of the snow, I seemed to see a smile on the face of the senior sister. But it seemed to be wrong, but I think it should be That’s right, the senior sister did laugh. From then on, I really hope that it will snow every day, so that the smile on the senior sister’s face should be a little bit more, so good."

……

The original owner kept talking, he seemed to be behind Lin Yun, smiling very happily.

But Lin Yun's eyes, I don't know when, gradually moistened.

One person cried and the other smiled, and the past events were revealed from Lin Yun's mouth one by one.

The original owner not only remembered every reward of Su Ziyao, even the weather that day, what she was wearing, and her expressions.

In the organ hall, the voices that had mocked Lin Yun gradually became quiet.

The whole hall was silent, and only Lin Yun's voice could be heard.

Listen to him, telling Su Ziyao bit by bit.

"In July this year, Sister Sister came again, but it was different. Sister's expression remained unchanged, but I knew Sister Sister seemed to have something on his mind. I wanted to ask Sister Sister several times..."

"Enough!"

At this moment, Su Ziyao, who had been looking the same, suddenly interrupted Lin Yun.

Su Ziyao's cold face, the expression changed, as if suppressing something.

She looked paler than before.

Su Ziyao said solemnly: "What do you want to say?"

Lin Yun, who was interrupted, suddenly felt like a dream, and only after a long time came back to his senses. Seeing Su Ziyao, he seemed a little angry.

Lin Yun smiled bitterly: "I just want to say that the elder sister remembers my rewards in my heart, and it is not unforgettable. Today I came to repay my favor, this Tianyuan Dan, I spent 40,000 low-grade spirit stones to buy When I arrive, please accept it, the old kindness, let’s clear it up."

Wow!

As soon as the voice fell, the entire hall suddenly cooled down, and a chill swept across all quarters.

The icy coolness invaded everyone's bones, and the cold people shivered.

"Two clears?"

I saw Su Ziyao's face pale, showing a slight smile, but this smile was so chilling, I couldn't feel any warmth.

Her face is peerless, pale, and her smile makes people feel distressed.

Su Ziyao took the jade bottle, her smile narrowed, only the endless coldness, and the coldness made people shudder.

Aloft, the cool and arrogant temperament of peerless elegance reappeared on her face.

Her mood seemed extremely unstable, her face was terribly pale, she looked at Lin Yun and said, "I seldom give away things, but I have never dared to return things that I can give away. From No one! Lin Yun, you are the first!"

Slap!

The value of 40,000 low-grade spirit stones, the Tianyuan Dan coveted by countless sect elders in Tianshui.

In Su Ziyao's hands, she smashed her to pieces.

The harsh voice, matched with the cold and arrogant look on her face, made people frighten.

"You sword slave, as soon as you became an inner disciple, you kicked your nose and face to make Zi Yao angry. I think you are going to die!"

Wang Ning was unhappy a long time aside, and suffocated, after seeing Su Ziyao's anger.

He was so angry that he was ready to attack Lin Yun on the spot.

Shoo!

But as soon as he put his hand on the hilt, he saw a cold light flashing, and a trace of blood appeared on his neck.

The blood stains are very shallow, so that Wang Ning can't feel the slightest pain.

But this is obviously the one who shot, deliberately, and wanting him to kill the opponent just a little bit harder.

Such precise control is even more terrifying.

Chang!

Su Ziyao took the sword back into her sheath, exuding a terrifying killing intent, and said coldly: "Did I let you move him? Waste!"

For an instant, Wang Ning was so scared that there was no blood on his face, really thinking that Su Ziyao would kill him with a sword in the next moment.

But Su Ziyao's mood seems very unstable.

After leaving this sentence, he took a deep look at Lin Yun and turned to leave.

Lin Yun, who was a little dazed, turned around and followed two steps, only to find that Su Ziyao had left with a few flashes.

"Little beast, I will bear you for a long time!"

Seeing Su Ziyao leaving, Wang Ning was so frightened that she retracted her anger and exploded.

Without any sign, he took out his sword and killed Lin Yun.

Lin Yun's heart sank, his expression gloomy.

Gathering swords into a wind!

The burial sword was in his palm, and it slid on the ground quickly~IndoMTL.com~The strong internal energy in the body rushed into the sword body frantically, and for a while, the wind rose.

Lin Yun exploded with a terrifying and astonishing sword force. The moment he turned around, he slammed his sword out.

Clang!

I saw the scabbard of the burial foil between the electric light and flint, crashing into the chest of the rushing Wang Ning with lightning.

Puff!

Wang Ning's chest ribs were all broken, his internal organs burst, his painful features were twisted, and he vomited a big mouth of blood.

The whole person was smashed into the air and it was horrible.

"Brother Wang!"

On weekdays, I have a good relationship with Wang Ning, but he is a disciple of Zhan's inner sect, which is shocked.

"Little sword slave, you are so arrogant!"

Six inner disciples, frightened, shot at Lin Yun at the same time and soared.

Return to the light for a photo!

Lin Yun's expression became cold, and the scabbard flew out horizontally, revealing the sword body like Qiushui.

Taking advantage of the sword strength that the sword gathers and the wind has not dispersed, people rise in the sky, and people dance with the sword. In one breath, eight afterimages were left in the air, as swift as a flash of light.

When he landed, he took a backhand with a sword, the sword standing is not bad, and the scabbard still stuck in the air.

Plop!

The six disciples screamed and screamed, their bodies were wounded like blood splashing, like six blood flowers in full bloom.

With a glance, Wang Ning, who fell to the ground in the distance, kept moving backwards in fright.

Lin Yun snorted coldly, too lazy to bother him.

Turning around and walking quickly to leave the organ hall, the four disciples gave way and dared not take the lead.

As soon as he left the gate of the organ hall, Lin Yun saw a pool of blood on the steps.

Keep down, reach out and click.

The blood is still wet, and there is a hint of chill.

As if not long ago, someone was holding on to the door and vomiting blood.

Su Ziyao!

Lin Yun's heart twitched, his face showed a complex color that he had never seen before.

Have I forgotten something?