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Chapter 1692 You are late

Since the Xia Dynasty.

Many things reveal a confusing smell.

Nowadays, the more you know, the more you are confused.

Li Luo seemed to be here just to warn Su Jing of this sentence. After saying that, he pushed the wheelchair and left leisurely, completely ignoring Su Jing's expression that still wanted to ask something.

Su Jing always thought that he was actually quite smart.

At least, I don’t know how many enemies I have faced along the way, but I have basically never suffered any losses.

But now, facing these old foxes who have lived for more than a hundred years, he realized that he is really pure.

These old guys all have their own plans and abacus, but they are kept in the dark and are completely ignorant.

"Oh, I can only take one step at a time."

That was Li Luo, and it was meaningless to ask him... If you want to know how he knew Jiuxiao's existence, you can only start with Qingxiao.

As for where he should appear as Su Jing.

Su Jing had already had some slight plans in his mind.

After a moment...

A fire lit up into the sky and disappeared in an instant.

The servants had long been dispersed in the huge courtyard, and now the two young masters had left, leaving only the withered Li Luo. Looking at the sword shadow of Su Jing leaving, there was a complicated look in his old eyes.

Youyou sighed, this kid...

It's weird.

I don’t know if it’s a disaster or a blessing when he and Xueyan get into a tangle.

But now, I don’t have much room for change…

He slowly closed his eyes, without any sound, as if an old tree that was about to fall, quietly waiting for the arrival of death.

At this time, Su Jing had already flew to the border of Daxia Kingdom.

Since you want to pretend to be Su Jing, you naturally have to pretend to be the whole set!

In the blink of an eye.

It was three days later.

Three days later, a purple light came from the sky, like a meteor light falling, passing through the sky, rushed into the Great Xia, and flew towards the direction of Mianchi!

When I arrived at the place outside Mianchi that was a bit strange but very familiar...

The sword light fell!

Zhurong Village.

At this time, Zhurong Village returned to the strange and strange appearance before it arrived.

There is wild sand everywhere, and the environment is even worse than the river basin.

It's really weird.

Su Jing knew that although he didn't know why there were so many strange things in Wei Ling's tomb, since he came as Su Jing, the first place he should go to should be Zhurong Village.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, was Zhao Xueyan lucky or bad?

If she said she was good, she had just been cheated by herself, but she turned around and met herself again... and she is still being cheated by herself.

But if she said she was not good, she came here to protect Li Luo and came up with a ridiculous idea to pretend to be Su Jing.

But this ridiculous idea just hit the point.

Let me pretend to be Su Jing... Just kidding, no one can expose it? Can I tell you all about Su Jing's past and present life? How dare you believe it?

He sighed silently in his heart, his movements kept going.

He had no intention of concealing himself at all. His body fell directly from the sky, and fell on the ground like a cannonball, forcibly tearing open the layers of dust and sand that were hovering around...

The powerful spiritual energy and true energy merge together, and the vast vortex flows straight into the sky.

This abnormality was not transmitted too far and controlled within several miles... No one could detect it in Mianchi, but within a few miles, the people who were rushing to Mianchi, and even some warriors heading towards Mianchi, all of them felt their breathing inexplicably, as if even the air was forcibly taken away by someone, and even the blood in their bodies showed signs of boiling.

For a moment, the people were only slightly uncomfortable, but the warriors couldn't help but groaned, falling under the carriage and unable to move.

This powerful sense of oppression...

Even Su Jing himself was quite surprised.

During this period, he actually did not practice deliberately. Even though he had some free time, he was still reading books, just looking at some books that were in a fog that he could not understand.

Although he himself doesn't understand what he understands, it's like playing a game. Even if all he can get is emptiness, he still wants to continue playing.

It seems like I am addicted. After reading one, I always want to flip through another one.

I originally thought that even if my cultivation level did not retreat, I would probably not make much progress.

But in fact...

"Has my strength actually improved so strongly?"

Su Jing looked at his hand in surprise, a little disbelief.

It is clearly still at the third level of Xuanzang, but it is clearly still at the third level of refining the god and returning to the virtual world.

True Qi and spiritual consciousness are still as strong as before...

But when it was shown, it was so powerful that it even surprised him.

Could it be that those books are responsible for?

Although it cannot bring substantial improvement to oneself, the growth of vision brings about improvement in overall strength...

Unfortunately, Su Jing was still at a loss and seemed to feel something, but the feeling was so illusory that he had no way to capture it.

Su Jing didn't think about it anymore, but just took back his power that was scattered outside.

Existence has been revealed, and perhaps no one notices it...

But Qingxiao and the others set up such a large formation just to wait for themselves, and they must have noticed it.

Just like the more than ten wizards he and Zhao Xueyan met before, didn’t they arranged for him?

Su Jing knew too well...

Since you will be waiting for yourself here, then maybe this is the source of everything.

He did not rush to Wei Ling's grave as soon as possible, but naturally looked for it, almost following the same pace as last time.

Half an hour later.

His figure had already appeared in front of Wei Ling's grave.

Looking at the tombstone that was not exactly the same as when I came last time.

Not long ago, there was a war here... Not long ago, more than ten people died here, and the deaths were so miserable that almost dyed the ground red.

But now, the ground has returned to its normal earth color, and it can be seen that it has been carefully cleaned up.

Su Jing quietly looked at the tombstone.

After a long time, I finally sighed softly: "Sorry, I'm late."

Although he could say with confidence that he had not agreed at the time, so it would be meaningless to come or not.

And looking at the old and new aspects of the tombstone, it is useless even if I come early.

But facing this tombstone...

And the innocent little girl lying in the tombstone, how could he have the nerve to argue in this and that?

"You're late, but at least, you're finally here."

A familiar voice sounded in my ears.

And, that unfamiliar face...

It suddenly appeared in the witch formation in front of the tombstone, standing there quietly, looking at Su Jing, with an unpredictable divine light in his eyes.

Su Jing was really surprised this time.
Chapter completed!
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