Su Li asked again: "When you went downstairs just now, why didn't you take the yellow paper umbrella with you?"
The yellow paper umbrella has a very strong defensive ability and can withstand the full blow of the star-gathering realm powerhouse. When he was in Wenshui, Chen Changsheng heard Zhexiu say that this umbrella has been in Su Li's hands these days. Moreover, since that day in Xueyuan, he always felt that the umbrella was a sword, and he never thought of it at all, so he couldn't help being stunned when he heard Su Li's words.
"I forgot," he admitted honestly.
Su Li sighed: "It's really stupid."
When the two were talking, Xiao Zhang didn't move, Liang Wangsun didn't move, and people in the streets and alleys around the inn didn't move.
Because the person who was speaking was Su Li.
In the past hundreds of years, Su Li has been the idol of countless people in the practice world, and the sword soul of the human world. He can be killed, but he cannot be humiliated, because that would be to humiliate the human world itself. At this moment, even the craziest Xiao Zhang would not mind waiting for a while.
The ending is already doomed, everyone in the world can be killed, and the only one standing in front of Su Li, Chen Changsheng, has also been defeated. The difference in strength between the two sides is too great - in the era when wild flowers first bloomed in the cultivation world, there were four strongest people, Before Xunmei died in Tianshu Mausoleum, there were three people left, and two of them came to Xunyang City. What can Chen Changsheng do
A broken wall behind the inn building couldn't withstand the wind, so it collapsed, and the smoke and dust rose again. When the smoke and dust fell, Hua Jiefu, the bishop of Xunyang City, appeared in the building. He looked at Chen Changsheng and said solemnly: "You can no longer change all of this, so why not let this matter end more peacefully?"
Chen Changsheng lowered his head and did not speak.
Su Li raised his right hand again, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Who am I? Are you really going to stand by me forever, a kid?"
Chen Changsheng understood what he meant, and moved aside with difficulty.
When the chariot from Prince Liang's mansion arrived, he stood in front of the window. When Xiao Zhang's gun arrived, he stood in front of the chair. Even if he fell, he fell in front of the chair. He had tried his best, and now it was the last moment, whether it was out of respect or for other reasons, he should let Su Li face the storm by himself, so he stepped aside.
Su Li was sitting in the chair, holding a yellow paper umbrella, looking at Xiao Zhang in front of him, Liang Wangsun on the chariot, and the people in the street with calm expressions, as if they were just idlers.
The sky in Xunyang City became a bit gloomy, the paper snow had stopped, and a light rain suddenly fell.
The streets and alleys in the light rain were silent, and no one spoke for a long time.
Xiao Zhang turned his head to look at Su Li, his eyes showed unprecedented concentration and enthusiasm, as if he was admiring a piece of extremely precious porcelain, and then, this piece of porcelain would be broken by himself.
The white paper on his face was wet by the rain, and it was slightly deformed, so it looked even more funny and terrifying. The next moment, he trembled slightly, like the sound of iron wire being knocked non-stop, coming out from behind the white paper: "It's really interesting, People like you will die too."
When he said these words, Xiao Zhang’s voice trembled even more, he was very excited, and a little bit lost—he was excited because he was about to witness and personally participate in an important turning point in history, and the reason for his loss was more complicated.
Su Li looked at him as if looking at a wounded little beast, and said with pity: "Everyone is going to die, you don't understand such a simple truth? They say that your madness has something to do with me. How do you look like it now? an idiot?"
If others say he is an idiot, Xiao Zhang will definitely go crazy immediately, and he will never stop unless he insults the other party to death, but when he heard Su Li's words, he didn't even get angry, and his eyes became extremely sincere, saying : "Look, the ones here today are either bastards or trash. It would be so boring to die by their hands."
Su Li said angrily, "Are you really an idiot? It doesn't matter if you die at anyone's hands."
Xiao Zhang straightened his chest and said, "What do you think of me? It's more interesting to die by my hands."
Chen Changsheng couldn't help but said, "Are you guys so interesting?"
They both mean the same thing, but they don't mean the same thing.
Xiao Zhang looked at him, his eyes turned cold, but his voice became even crazier, and he shouted, "Of course it's interesting! He's Su Li! How could he die in the hands of those trash? Of course he can only die by my gun!"
That's right, when many people think about it, even if he can't fight and is seriously injured and nearly disabled, Su Li is Su Li after all. He has never existed in this world in an ordinary way, so how can he leave in such an ordinary way
Chen Changsheng was speechless, but Su Li himself had something to say.
"I object." He looked at the crowd inside and outside the inn, and said very seriously: "No matter how you die, I don't agree."
The streets and alleys in the drizzle became silent again, but it was different from the atmosphere at the previous moment. The silence at this moment came from astonishment. Not everyone had seen Su Li, and no one would have guessed that the legendary little uncle Li Shan was actually Such a person, at the last moment of his life, still seemed so loose and frivolous, how could he have the slightest demeanor of a legend.
"invalid objection."
Liang Wangsun walked to the ruins of the inn, looked at Su Li in the chair, bowed silently for a moment, and said, "When you killed three hundred people in my palace more than ten years ago, you should have known that today would come."
Then he looked at Chen Changsheng who was beside Su Li and said, "As I said just now, it is the most fair thing to give life for life, not to mention that he has to repay three hundred lives with this life."
Su Li brushed his messy black hair back to his shoulders, and said indifferently, "You can say whatever you want."
Hearing this word, Chen Changsheng thought of Luoluo inexplicably, and then remembered the assassination in the Orthodox Academy, the demon assassin, the black robe, and the battle in the snow field, so he still insisted that It's not fair, but he's no longer able to stand up for himself.
The rain fell slowly, floating like silk.
Hundreds of eyes looked at the ruins of the inn, at Su Li in the chair, hot but cold, happy and in awe.
Su Li's left hand held the yellow paper umbrella, but his right hand never intended to hold the umbrella handle.
From the snowfield to Xunyang City, tens of thousands of miles of wind and snow, dust and roads, people have confirmed that the news is true countless times. Su Li is indeed seriously injured and unable to fight anymore, but still no one dares to despise him. For hundreds of years, the most horrific murder of the demons personally arranged by the black robe did not kill him. How could such a person die so easily
Miracle seems to be a term created by nature for people like him.
The streets are dead silent, and the atmosphere is depressing and tense.
I don't know when Xiao Zhang and Liang Wangsun made their move.
At this moment, someone made the first move.
A stone that was wet by the rain flew from the street and hit Su Li in the face.
There was a muffled snap.
A stream of blood flowed from Su Li's forehead.
Chen Changsheng no longer had the strength to help him block the stone.
Su Li himself didn't have the strength to block the stone, and he couldn't even avoid it—the legendary strongman who could kill a demon general with a single strike and break a gathering star with a single glance, couldn't even avoid a single stone now.
The streets and alleys were still quiet, but the atmosphere suddenly became a little different.
In the light rain, there was a burst of laughter.
People looked over and found that the person was Lin Canghai, the suzerain of the Star Machine Sect, and it was he who threw the stone.
Lin Canghai looked at the upstairs of the inn, and smiled bitterly and happily: "Su Li, you still have today! Even a dog knows how to avoid stones, but now you are worse than a dog!"
In the light rain, Su Li's clothes were completely wet, his face was pale, blood was flowing slowly, and he looked very miserable.
Looking at this scene, although everyone came to kill Su Li, they had different moods.
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