Chapter 167

The first floor of Fuxiang Inn.

Su Yi sat in a private room with Qiao Leng and Wen Lao who came to visit.

The fragrance of tea pervades.

Qiao Leng has already revealed his identity, and the gifts he sent are also worth a lot of money, ten third-grade spirit medicines and one hundred rank spirit stones.

Su Yi sat there leisurely, glanced at the stack of gift boxes on the table, and said:

"Take these gifts back, I wasn't here to save you."

Qiao Leng hurriedly said: "These are just some thoughts of my Yu family. I hope the young master will not refuse. No matter what, I will be able to survive in the canyon this evening, thanks to the help of the young master."

Su Yi said indifferently, "Is there anything else?"

"This……"

Joe hesitated for a moment.

Wen Lao, who had been sitting there without opening his mouth, reached out and tapped the table lightly, with an indifferent expression:

"Young man, now that you have accepted the gift, you should be careful in the future. You are also acting as ordered. Forget about this time. If there is another next time, don't blame our Yu family for being rude."

The words are calm, but with the meaning of beating.

Su Yi raised his eyebrows, glanced at the skinny old guy, and said, "Please explain to me what it means to be measured and what it means to act according to orders."

Qiao coldly let out a bad cry, and said quickly, "Don't get me wrong, Young Master, Old Wen means..."

Su Yi interrupted with a flat expression: "Let him explain."

His strong posture made Old Wen's eyes narrow, and he couldn't help snorting coldly, "Young people today really don't know how high the sky is, so the old man will give you a few pointers. Although the sixth prince's status is honorable, but in this city of Gangzhou. , it is impossible to do whatever you want, and you are still young, and your cultivation is not easy to come by, but don't think that you can be lawless by relying on the sixth prince!"

This is like the elders reprimanding the younger ones, and they are high above.

After listening to Su Yi, he was slightly startled, "Do you think I'm from Zhou Zhili?"

"Don't pretend, you can't hide it from me with your details!"

Wen Lao sneered with disdain in his eyes.

Only now did Su Yi vaguely understand, looked at Qiao Leng, and said, "So, for my rescue of you recently, it is also regarded as... Hidden evil intentions?"

Qiao smiled bitterly and sighed: "Young Master Su, although Old Wen's words are a bit unpleasant, they are also true. After all, you can't deny that you have something to do with the sixth prince, right?"

Su Yi couldn't help laughing, it was interesting.

I made a mistake and saved some people by mistake, but it was regarded as ulterior motives and had other intentions!

And the other party is using the name of gift to beat and warn himself...

"Anyway, we came this time not to deliberately embarrass you, but you'd better stop doing stupid things from now on."

Wen Lao picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said indifferently, "Otherwise, the old man can guarantee that the sixth prince will not be able to protect your integrity."

After all, he put down the teacup and got up to leave.

Su Yi sighed lightly and said, "If I knew this earlier, I should have watched you all being killed by those evil beasts today, so that maybe there will be no such trouble."

Wen Lao's face sank and said, "What do you mean?"

Qiao Leng was also a little uncomfortable in his heart. He had already tried to persuade him, but this young man didn't seem to appreciate it at all, and now he is still saying such angry words!

Su Yi sat there by himself, and said calmly, "My meaning is very simple, since I saved their lives, I can take them back, so the matter will be solved?

"

Joe's face changed suddenly.

Wen Lao grinned and said, "Young man, being angry can kill you. I advise you to go back and ask the sixth prince if you dare to joke about my young lady's life."

Qiao Leng endured the discomfort in his heart and said, "Young Master, good medicine is bitter, but your honest words are hard to hear. Qiao is very admirable for you, don't be impulsive and do stupid things. Our Yu family has been able to stand in Gunzhou City to this day, even the sixth prince. Don't dare to tear your face with us, you..."

"I saved your life, are you grateful?"

Su Yi interrupted.

"It's natural."

Joe hesitated.

"Give you a chance, disappear from my eyes now, I don't care about you."

Su Yi said calmly.

Qiao Leng was stunned, and before he could speak, Old Man Wen said indifferently, "Qiao Leng, wait outside. I want to see what the young man next to the sixth prince wants to do."

In the depths of his eyes, there was a cold murderous intent.

Qiao's heart trembled, realizing that Old Man Wen was completely angry, and said, "Lao Wen, we are not here..."

Before he could finish speaking, Old Wen said coldly, "Go out."

Qiao Leng looked at Old Wen, then at Su Yi, sighed, turned and walked out of the private room.

Wen Lao sat back in the chair again, his eyes gloomy and cold, and said, "Don't talk nonsense, tell this old man whether you just bow your head, or are you going to play with him?"

Between the five fingers of his left hand, the little red snake held its head high, swallowing snake letters, and a pair of scarlet pupils stared at Su Yi coldly, with a bloodthirsty luster.

Su Yi smiled and said seriously: "How do you want to die? I can satisfy you all."

That tone, as if discussing things.

Wen Lao's skinny cheeks turned gloomy a little, and the chill in his eyes became thicker a little bit, as if a cold current was roaring in it.

"If you want to die, you can't stop it. The old man's snake hasn't had a full meal today, so let's use your flesh and blood to make up for it."

In the indifferent and cold voice, Wen Lao's eyes suddenly burst into a strange blue luster, like a pair of madly spinning vortexes, which seem to be able to engulf a person's soul.

Capture the soul!

A strange and domineering secret technique, once the eyes of the caster are staring at it, it is the master of martial arts, and the soul will also suffer the impact of being captured and imprisoned.

The most terrifying thing is that when this technique is performed, it is extremely sudden, making it hard to guard against, and it is extremely easy to be attacked.

Over the years, with this secret technique, Elder Wen is almost invincible, and has hunted down many martial arts masters!

"You can be proud of yourself by being able to die under the secret method of the old man's pressing box. Ordinary people can't enjoy this kind of treatment."

Wen Lao opened his mouth leisurely, looking at the little red snake in his left hand with a doting look in his eyes, "Go on, this young man is also a character in the Qi Gathering Realm anyway, with delicious flesh and blood, so you can have a full meal."

The small red snake as small as chopsticks made a hissing sound, and the next moment it turned into a fire, and swept towards the throat of Su Yi who was sitting opposite.

Wen Lao smiled slightly.

This little red snake is a different species, with a trace of the blood of a fire snake. Regardless of its small body, it is actually a natural assassin who can easily attack and kill a person in the Qi Gathering Realm!

But the next moment, the smile on Old Wen's face froze, his pupils suddenly dilated, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

The speed of the red little snake is so fast, it is comparable to lightning, but it is still halfway, and it is hit by two people.

The white and slender fingers clamped his head, no matter how frantically struggled, it would not help.

"Cultivating this evil beast with blood-eating methods will only be counterproductive. When its body turns scales and its head grows horned horns, the first one to kill is you. In this way, it can break all shackles and try to transform it. The way of Jiao."

Su Yi looked at the little red snake, and said casually, "In other words, if I don't kill you today, you will also be a meal for this evil beast in the future."

Wen Lao's face was gloomy and uncertain, and his eyebrows were full of surprise, and said, "You... don't feel at all?"

His heart was tumbling, unable to calm down.

Su Yi raised his eyes, looked at him, and said, "When it comes to the study of the technique of the soul, your method is no different from a child playing in the mud. If you use it on me, it's self-humiliating and laughable."

Wen Lao still didn't believe in evil, he snorted coldly, and a secluded blue demonic luster burst out in his pupils again, capturing his soul.

"What you said just now is right. If people want to die, they can't stop them."

In the indifferent voice, in the depths of Su Yi's deep eyes, there seemed to be a majestic sword intent surging, and it disappeared in a flash.

boom!

Wen Lao's figure staggered, fell from the chair and sat on the ground, with a painful groan from his lips, and hissed: "My eyes!!!"

Seeing his pair of eyeballs burst with blood, his face was pale and transparent, and his whole body twitched with severe pain.

Compared with the pain, his heart is more fear!

His whole body of Taoism is in the "soul-capturing eye". Over the years, no matter what opponent he encounters, he will never be disadvantaged.

But now, his most powerful means have failed!

Even, a face-to-face was destroyed by a talented young man!

How terrible is this?

Su Yi sat there and said indifferently, "I asked you how you wanted to die just now, but now I have a good idea."

Wen Lao struggled to get up and hissed: "Just now, Xiao Lao has no eyes, please..."

Speaking of this, he only felt that there was a slippery thing in his mouth, and without waiting for a response, the slippery thing swept into the throat and got into the body.

It's a snake!

Wen Lao felt like he was struck by lightning, his whole body froze, and his whole body was like crazy, stuffing his fingers into his mouth and twitching frantically.

But to no avail.

In just a moment, his seven orifices bleed, and his internal organs seemed to be gnawed, and there were bursts of severe pain like tearing.

"no no--!"

He rushed towards Su Yi frantically, as if he was going to die with Su Yi with all his strength.

The funny thing is that his pupils were already broken, he threw himself in the air, and his body slammed into one side of the wall.

Afterwards, his entire body slumped to the ground, hissing: "If you offend the Yu family, you will die too—!"

Before the words fell, he was exhausted.

Su Yi sat there the whole time, watching this scene indifferently, and then took a sip of tea, then frowned slightly, the tea was too light.

boom!

The door of the private room was knocked open, and Qiao Leng, who had been waiting outside, couldn't help rushing in after hearing the movement.

Then I saw that Su Yi had been sitting there, motionless, leisurely and calm.

On the other side of the ground, Wen Lao's body was paralyzed there, his eyes were shattered, blood was gurgling, and the flesh and blood all over his body disappeared piece by piece, as if it was eaten away by something. Withered bones.

This strange and infiltrating scene made Qiao Leng's scalp go numb, and his soul almost came out of shock.