Chapter 536
Can You Call a Scholar A Villain? Chapter 536
And now, he has to face Leng Ziluo, what should he do?
The sky is already very clear, just like when he came to the territory of Fox Race, but things have remained the same, but people have changed, there is only one who has failed thoroughly, and one who has lost everything the child.
He struggled and wanted to get up, but behind him, a pair of hands lifted him up. He was a little surprised at the softness of these hands, and when he looked back, he found that it was Meng Meng.
Meng Night came over.
She came over the first moment she learned that Su was buried in the Feiyan Fox Race, and finally came to Su's side now, and Wan Wanqiu was also standing beside her.
"I..." When Su Fu saw Meng Meng, he felt a sense of grievance and the urge to tilt, but after glancing around, he still held back.
At this moment, he is like a child who has to pretend to be an adult in front of other children. He needs to be stronger.
But Meng Meng knew his grievances, and her "nightmare without a body" made her not need to know too much, and she could feel what Su Fu was thinking just from her eyes.
She held Su Fu's hand and said softly, "I don't know how to comfort you, but Su Fu, I believe you can cheer up. Now there are more important things."
Her normally cold face turned out to be somewhat sacred at the moment, and Su Fu felt that this was her redemption.
He nodded, swallowed all his emotions, looked around, then walked to Leng Ziluo's side, took a deep breath, looked at him, ready to reach out and touch him , erased his memory.
This kind of experience may not be a bad thing for Leng Ziluo, it may allow him to grow up quickly, but Su Fu couldn't bear it.
His palm lightly fell on Su Fu's head, and when he was about to erase his memory of today, Leng Ziluo suddenly raised his head.
"Master, are you trying to erase my memory? I beg you, please don't erase my memory."
There were tears in his eyes , the original emerald eyes were blood red at the moment, looking at Su Fu, there was some pleading and stubbornness in his eyes.
He just squatted in front of Su Fu, Su Fu bent down and put his hand on his head, his face was a little calm, and he said, "Erase today's memory, maybe it's a good thing for you. Good thing."
He didn't want his Disciple to be stuck in a demonic block all the time because of this.
His resentment towards Murong Lin suddenly deepened.
"No, even if it's ten times better, I don't want it. wū wū wū, tomorrow is my birthday, I'll be twelve years old, don't erase my memory, master, just be I beg you..."
===Chapter 250: Bury the past===
Zai tomorrow is Leng Ziluo's birthday, and what he thinks The gift to be asked from Su's funeral was not to erase his memory of today.
both of his hands hugged his knees, sat on the cold ground in front of him, raised his head to look at Su Fu in front of him, moved his feet again, and hugged himself a little tighter.
“wū wū wū, what should I do? I don’t have a father anymore, I’m going to be like the little man, but the little man is dead, wū wū wū, I have no home.”
Leng Ziluo just cried, sobbed, and murmured something, and finally passed out.
silhouette moved towards the side and lay on the ground.
Su Fu hurriedly picked him up, injected some spiritual power into his body, recovered the scars on his body torn apart by the space storm, and at the same time wanted to erase his memories of today.
In the end, he gritted his teeth and gave up, choosing to let Leng Ziluo accept what happened today.
He was holding Leng Ziluo, and Leng Ziluo's thin body was lying in his arms, looking very pitiful.
And he walked to the powerhouses of the A and Feather tribes and looked at them.
"Well, how's the investigation going?" Su Fu's tone was originally a bit cold, but thinking that the A and Feather tribes also died because of a Transcending Tribulation Realm Old Ancestor, his tone - could not help softening .
Transcending Tribulation Realm Old Ancestor may be nothing to him, but there are less than ten alien races in Transcending Tribulation Realm powerhouses in total, each Transcending Tribulation Realm Old Ancestor in The value in their eyes - far more than the Emerald Fox Race.
If it wasn't for his funeral to appear here, the A tribe would not necessarily send a Transcending Tribulation Realm powerhouse directly.
The powerhouse of the A clan is somewhat silent, while the powerhouse of the Yu clan tells the truth: "Su Fu, who is in charge of this matter, I believe many people already know, I don't know. I know the grievances between you, but even for the Jade Eye Fox Race, you have to kill at least two Transcending Tribulation Realms."
They have analyzed the corpses, and there are at least two Transcending The existence of Tribulation Realm, in addition to Murong Lin, should have a powerhouse of Transcending Tribulation Realm to assist him in fighting.
After all, the torn wings of Nangong Miao of the Yu clan were obviously made by two people with different strengths.
Su Fu was nodded and did not reject this matter. With hatred in his eyes, he looked towards the powerhouse of the A family and asked, "A family, do you need anything?"
The first-class forged steel is quite suitable for his friend, but now, he can't even preserve the integrity of his friend's bones.
The fist of first-class forged steel is obviously all broken.
He squeezed his palms tightly, while the A powerhouse in front of him silently looked at the head, glanced at Leng Ziluo in Su Fu's arms, then turned and left.
Before leaving, he said in a hoarse voice: "The A family will find out the whereabouts of Murong Lin on this matter, no matter who it is, no matter which faction, as long as there is news, we will I'll tell you."
His silhouette left, the feather powerhouse also left, and the current silhouette of the entire Emerald Fox Race territory is also leaving continuously.
Meng Meng and Wan Wanqiu came to Su Fu's side, and after picking up Leng Ziluo's silhouette, Wan Wanqiu held Leng Ziluo's silhouette and went to the place where Wanjin Chamber of Commerce rested. went.
The burial of Su was to gather up the corpses of the Emerald Eye Fox Race, one by one.
Meng Night accompanied him, silently helping him, and didn't say much, sometimes the silent company was a kind of comfort.
The sky gradually dimmed, and the starry sky spread all over the sky. Soon, the cool wind blew up, but it couldn't blow away the blood and sadness of this piece.