Chapter 2464 Injustice!

Feng Ziyi never said a word, but just stood quietly beside Zhenxian Buried Night, his face was expressionless, and even his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, without the slightest ripple.

She has always been like this.

Su Zimo and her have known each other for many years. They have traveled together and have been in contact for some days, but rarely see any emotional fluctuations on her face.

Su Zimo originally thought that she was cold by nature.

But it was only later that she learned that her family was destroyed when she was young, and she witnessed the tragic death of her parents, which led to a great change in her temperament and became what she is now.

"Where have you been all these years?"

Su Zimo asked: "After Lei Huang Dongtian was crowned king, he came to Shenxiao Xianyu to look for you and Can Ye's old clan, but the strong immortal king who disturbed Dajin Xianguo had no choice but to return to Demon Realm."

"Over the years, I have also entrusted friends of Yanyang Immortal Kingdom and Zixuan Immortal Kingdom to find your whereabouts, but there is no news."

Feng Ziyi said: "After the last separation, Prince Yuanzuo launched a frantic revenge, encircling and searching for all the monks in the dark night, and the master and I had nowhere to hide and fell into flight."

"In the process of escaping, I strayed into an ancient ruin, isolated from the world, and only managed to escape after thousands of years of cultivation."

"Master and I heard the news that my grandfather has established a foothold in the Demon Realm, so we thought of gathering the old clan of Canye and taking everyone there together."

"But Prince Yuanzuo has already laid out traps in advance, using the Can Ye's old department to lead me and Master to show up."

"It's Prince Yuanzuo again!"

Su Zimo's expression turned cold, the murderous intent in his eyes flashed away, and he gritted his teeth: "Thousands of years have passed, and he is really haunted!"

This matter, Su Zimo thought for a while, and wanted to understand the intention of the Prince of Yuanzuo.

At that time, Feng Cantian escaped from Jue Lei City under the eyes of the Prince of Yuanzuo County, and Prince of Yuanzuo County was not to blame, and his status as the Prince of Qingyun County was abolished because of this.

Today's Yuan Zuo, although he has the name of the county king, does not have the real power of the county king. His identity, status, and power are far from comparable to those of the past.

He thought about grabbing Feng Ziyi and seducing Feng Cantian to show up, just to make up for his faults and sit back as the Prince of Qingyun County, so he didn't give up for thousands of years.

"and after?"

Su Zimo asked.

Feng Ziyi said: "Later, Master took me out of the siege, but I also suffered heavy injuries. These injuries were left over from that battle."

Night Burial Zhenxian coughed violently and panted, "No way, I'm old."

There is no need to ask about the latter, Su Zimo can probably guess.

Yuanzuo County King failed to encircle and suppress them, so Dajin Xianguo dispatched dozens of true immortals such as Jue Wuying to chase and kill Feng Ziyi and the two, just to be safe.

With the current status of Prince Yuanzuo, it is impossible to direct and mobilize these true immortals, and behind them must be the powerhouses of the Immortal King level of the Dajin Immortal Kingdom.

True Immortal Burial Night's eyes were cloudy, and he laughed self-deprecatingly, and said with emotion: "I didn't expect that this old man has been around for many years, killing countless powerful opponents, and finally fell into the hands of a group of immortal juniors."

There was a trace of unwillingness and a trace of sadness in the tone of the True Immortal Burial Night.

Su Zimo looked at the white-haired old man who was lying on the bed, exhausted, and couldn't help recalling the ancient times when all the emperors rose together and the magnificent waves!

The old man in front of him is one of the emperors, who founded the Hidden Killing Sect and inherited it for all ages!

This old man once stood shoulder to shoulder with the Emperor of Humanity, Emperor Lei, Emperor of Swords, Emperor of Swords, Emperor of Buddha. For the survival of the human race, he fought against the nine fierce races, left legends on the battlefield, and created a glorious and prosperous age for the human race. !

But now, the hero is twilight and has been bullied, and he has fallen to this point.

In Su Zimo's heart, there was a surge of injustice, which could not be calmed down for a long time!

He felt a tightness in his chest, couldn't help taking a breath, suddenly got up, and left the chariot, his face was cold, and he looked into the distance in silence.

Not long after, Mo Qing stepped out of the carriage next to him, looked at Su Zimo, and said softly, "I'm going back, do you want to send them to the Demon Realm?"

"Um……"

Su Zimo answered absentmindedly.

Mo Qing pondered a little, then suddenly said, "Come with me, I'll tell you something."

The two jumped out of the carriage, and when Zixuan Xianguo and the army of the imperial forest were far away, Mo Qing took out a picture scroll from the storage bag and handed it to Su Zimo.

Mo Qing said: "Since you are going to send them to the Demon Realm, please help me send this painting to Huangwu."

"it is good."

Su Zimo nodded, ready to put it away.

Mo Qing asked, "Aren't you going to take a look?"

"can I see?"

Su Zi was stunned.

Mo Qing said: "Of course you can, you are so familiar with him, you can help me see how the painting is, if it looks like it."

Su Zimo slowly unfolded the picture scroll according to his words.

There is a picture of a purple-robed man with fluttering robes, black hair fluttering, hands on his back, tall and straight, with a silver mask on his face.

Those eyes were mysterious and deep, revealing a hint of indifference.

It has to be said that purely in terms of painting, this painting has almost perfectly depicted the deity of martial arts, and it is lifelike.

Mo Qing had only seen the martial arts deity a few times, and with his memory, he was able to complete such a painting. The title of painting fairy is indeed well-deserved.

Even the unique temperament of the martial arts deity is reflected in the paintings.

"It's very similar."

Su Zimo nodded, put away the scroll, and said, "Senior sister has a heart."

Although he responded, he did not intend to hand the painting to the martial arts deity.

He has seen this painting, it is equivalent to the martial arts deity who has seen it. Naturally, there is no need to do this, and then hand it over to the martial arts deity.

Mo Qing glanced at Su Zimo as if complaining, and said, "Speaking of which, I have to blame you. In the past few years, I looked for you many times, but you avoided it."

"If you can tell me more about Huangwu Daoist friend, this painting can be completed even better."

"And now, this painting is just a form, but it lacks a lot of charm."

Su Zimo was silent.

"I'm leaving. After you send them away, if there's nothing wrong, go back to the academy."

Mo Qing said: "You have the matter of Yuqing Jade Book on your body, which has been exposed, and you may encounter dangers outside."

"Thank you for the reminder, Sister."

Su Zimo slightly cupped his hands.

Mo Qing nodded, turned to leave, and disappeared quickly.

Su Zimo looked at the direction of the Zixuan Immortal Kingdom's Imperial Forest Army, took a deep breath, moved quickly, and chased after him.

This time, Su Zimo didn't go to Feng Ziyi's carriage, but knocked on Yunzhu's carriage.

"come in."

Yunzhu's voice sounded.

Su Zimo got into the carriage, Yunzhu put down the scroll in his hand, looked at him with a slight smile, and said teasingly: "I can see that my sister Mo Qing has a lot of love for his fellow Desolate Martial Artist."

Su Zimo also felt a headache when he thought of this.