Male God, a Little Su

"The people of the Su family are not dead yet! The bones of the Su family will never be broken! I will avenge the revenge between Grandpa and the Su family army!"

She said every word, with a cold tone, like a knife with a sharp edge, slammed down hard!

The skin that was beaten and the fleshy back was straight, and as far as the eyes could see, there was an endless chill.

"Daddy, rest well, I'll see you another day!"

After all, she stood up, turned around and left.

The steps are very large, and the style is completely different from the past.

In a blink of an eye, the figure disappeared.

So that, not only did her words not make people feel ridiculous, but from the bottom of their hearts, there was a faint convincing.

Even I don't realize it, Su Yan is a woman, how can she take revenge?

The people in the room were silent for a long time.

After a while, Mrs Xu stared blankly at the direction where Su Yan left, and said, "What's wrong with Yan'er?"

Variety--

indescribably big.

There was a faint smile in Su Ze's eyes. Su Rou was brought up by him, and Su Zhe couldn't be more clear about her original temperament.

Over the years, she has been chasing Yan Nanchao blindly, learning the dress of those famous daughters. Embroidery, playing the qin, and reciting poetry, all of them learned four different things.

He had a headache just looking at it, but his daughter was getting older, and the relationship between the two was not as close as before.

Therefore, Su Ro's guarantee is not important, what is important is that Su Zhe is clear. Su Yan said that she doesn't like Yan Nanchao anymore, that's why she doesn't like it anymore.

Nothing false.

He doesn't care about those so-called false names, as long as his family is safe, he will be content.

...

Xuanyuan Pavilion.

Red, green bamboo.

A strong wind stirred up the bamboo leaves on the ground, flying in the air as if alive.

The red figure is treacherous, holding a sword in his hand, and when the wrist is flipped, wherever the sword tip is directed, every move is killing intent!

She moves very quickly and is used to surprises. Bamboo leaves danced around her sword body, her steps seemed light, but if you look closely at her feet, you will see well-ordered footprints on the floor tiles.

At this moment, a messy footstep sounded.

The eyes of the woman who was practicing the sword froze, and the tip of the sword turned, pointing directly at the person who came.

"what!!"

A terrified scream pierced through the sky.

The tip of the sword pressed against the opponent's throat, without hurting her in the slightest.

Su Yan sneered and threw the sword out with his backhand.

With a sound of "shuh", the sword was inserted straight into a green bamboo as if it had eyes.

The blade swayed, making a clanking sound.

Lvzhi's body softened, he escaped from death, and fell to his knees.

Looking around his shoulders, he found that the thing that was used by the eldest lady with infinite lethal power, where is the real iron sword?

It's just a simple weapon cut from bamboo chips!

But it was such a seemingly ordinary bamboo sword that actually pierced through the hard bamboo!

If it were her--

Luzhi was shocked, and he didn't dare to think about it at all!

Su Yan lowered her eyes, stared at the green branch, and suddenly bent down and raised her hand to hold her chin and lift it up.

"What happened to your face?"

Luzhi's eyes turned red, biting his lower lip and shaking his head, "No, nothing, I accidentally fell when I was going out."

"Oh?"

Su Yan looked at her little face with interest, "Is there a hand on the ground? Can I throw a slap print for you?"

Green branch looked flustered.

With a light "tsk", Su Yan shook off her hands and got up, and walked into the house.

The cold words were left far behind.

"I don't keep slaves who like to lie in my yard. You can leave by yourself."