The Eternal Holy King
Chapter 29: I Will Reply to Su Family Revenge

Su Zimo and the other men arrived at Ping Yang City one after another.

Su Zimo did not want to attract attention, therefore he told Song Qi to put away his sword and walk with him to the Su family residence.

The door to the house was tightly closed. Su Zimo had a good hearing. From the occasional sobbing sound coming from the mansion, he could tell that it was Su Xiaoning.

Su Zimo frowned, stepped forward, exerted strength in his arms and pushed the door open.

The cross behind the door broke into pieces.

"Who's there?!"

A dozen black armored cavalrymen ran to the front door immediately. They see red, ready to kill. They were stunned when they saw Su Zimo.

"Second Young Master?"

Su Zimo nodded, bringing Song Qi in the direction from where the crying sound came from.

Song Qi swept his eyes towards the guards, slightly afraid of them.

He could feel the murderous aura of the guards. They had obviously gone through a lot on the battlefield to have a terrifying aura. They are not ordinary pugilists.

Many people from the Su family gathered outside Su Hong's room. Some of them stood while some sat down. Everyone looked serious and disappointed. Sadness and misery hang in the air.

"Second Young Master is back," Uncle Zheng stood up and said.

Su Zimo narrowed her eyes as she asked, "How is big brother now?"

There was a worried expression on Uncle Zheng's face. He shook his head. "Wait a minute. Young Master was still unconscious. "

Su Zimo turned his gaze to everyone in the Su family, saying in a low voice, "Are you still intending to keep it from me now that everything has reached this stage?"

Everyone in the Su family looked at each other, sighing long.

"My father was Su Mu, Mr. Wuding of the State of Yan. Is that true?" Su Zimo said softly.

Everyone in the Su family looked worried. Uncle Zheng was shocked. "Second Young Master, you …"

"Luo Tianwu came to look for me."

After hearing his words, Uncle Zheng suddenly saw a light. He sighed before saying, “Luo Tianwu is not a good person. He has a voracious design. He dreams of being king in difficult times. He sought out the Young Master, wanting to cooperate with him, but was rejected. The Su Family and King Yan might be enemies, but Young Master didn't want to involve the people in Yan Country. ”

“Your father has been on the battlefield all his life. His army, the black armored cavalry was famous for guarding the border, against external enemies. The Yan State did not lose a single piece of land in the battle. The general swore that he would protect the people in Yan State all his life, so that they would have a place to stay, and be spared the pain of war. The Young Master was going to continue his father's mission, therefore he refused to join hands with Luo Tianwu. ”

Speaking of this, Uncle Zheng did not want to keep anything from Su Zimo anymore. He kept saying, “For so many years, Young Master will always be on the road. He was actually collecting former black armored cavalry under the pretext of selling horses. He trained them while waiting for an opportunity for revenge. ”

"How many people are there now?"

"Five thousand!"

"Where can so many people hide? How could they hide from the spies of the Yan and Qi countries? " Su Zimo frowned.

Uncle Zheng replied. "They have been hiding in a ghost village near Yan State."

Decades ago, an entire village was devoured and destroyed by a pack of wolves, not even birds and dogs survived. There is no soul to see. No one dared to live in the village. In the end, it became the best cover for them.

Su Zimo thought before asking, “Uncle Zheng used to hint that the enemies of the Su family are the Qi Fighter Warriors. How's what?"

“A few decades ago, there were many Qi Refinement Fighters in the capital city of Yan State. They are guarding King Yan and therefore we must continue to delay King Yan's assassination plans. The Young Master waited patiently for an opportunity when the spies in the palace sent news a month ago that King Yan was going to hunt in the southern outskirts. ”

"The black armored cavalry would only be the strongest in the vast terrain. The Qi Refinement Warriors would die if they made the slightest mistake when arguing with them. "

Su Zimo nodded.

The Qi Refinement Warrior had a weak body. They are no different from normal humans. If the army went to battle, and there was a storm of arrows, some Warrior Refinement Qi would not be able to change the outcome. They might even die.

Uncle Zheng shook his head and let out a long sigh. “Unfortunately, this time murder failed. There were not a few but dozens of Qi Refinement Warriors beside King Yan! There was even a cultivation clan as the backing of King Yan! "

Su Zimo was shocked to hear this.

In the cultivation world, the clan leader should at least reach the Foundation Establishment Region before he can establish a clan.

Song Qi advanced and whispered. “Second Young Master Su, I have a nutrition pill that gives essence. This is very common in the world of cultivation. It can be used to stabilize the foundation and nourish the essence. It should be beneficial for Young Master. ”

"Thank you." Su Zimo nodded.

Uncle Zheng said disappointedly, “It is very easy to heal the body, but it is difficult to heal the heart. The failure this time was too great for Young Master. ”

"Mmm?" Su Zimo frowned. “Brothers have a strong determination and determination. Why was he defeated after one failure? "

Uncle Zheng smiled sadly and sighed. "Young Master knew that if there was a cultivation clan to support King Yan, there would be no way for the Su family to take revenge. There is no sorrow so great as despair. I guess ...there's no way to change things. "

"Young Master is awake." Just then Liu Yu walked out of the room with a serious expression on her face.

There was a strong pungent medicinal smell upon reaching the door.

Su Zimo turned around and looked towards the bed. His brother, Su Hong lay quietly on the bed. His injuries were serious and his breathing was getting weaker.

"Brother!"

Su Xiaoning who remained on guard at the bedside shouted loudly, running into Su Zimo's embrace, crying. “Big brother seriously injured. Second Brother, can you think of a solution? ”

Su Zimo patted Su Xiaoning's back gently, comforting her with a soft whisper. He helped her to the side before she went to check on Su Hong.

Su Hong's hair had turned white. He was only thirty years old but he looked old. His face was thin and yellow and his lips were chapped. He stared blankly at the roof, as if he had lost his soul.

Her hair was bleaching all night. Indeed, there is no sorrow so great as despair!

Su Zimo's heart ached when she saw her brother. There were tears in his eyes.

The Su family has been caught up in a blood feud for years and his brother must seek justice for his own family!

For the past 16 years, this man has been protecting his younger brother and sister from harm, for fear that they will suffer even the slightest complaint or be hurt. He remained silent, worried they would get involved in it.

This man endured his own hatred and strife for 16 years. He could not imagine what kind of life he had been living all this time.

Has he slept well in the last 16 years?

How painful and torturing was it for this person to live in hatred all the time for 16 years?

"Brothers…"

Su Zimo's lips trembled as he called out to his brother.

There had never been a time where this word sounded so pitiful as when Su Zimo was talking about it.

Su Hong turned his head slowly, putting his blank look into Su Zimo's face for a long time before there was finally a glint in his eyes. He moved his stiff lips, forcing a smile on his lips, as he spoke softly, "Zimo ..you are back."

Su Zimo knelt on the floor, holding Su Hong's cold hand in his palm. He closed his lips tightly, holding back the tears in his eyes.

"Zimo, I won't make it." Su Hong sighed softly.

Su Zimo lost control of his words. Tears drenched his cheeks, soaking his sleeves.

This was the first time Su Zimo had cried in the past 18 years.

Su Hong tried to raise his arm to wipe away the tears on Su Zimo's face. But his arm was too weak and fell back onto the bed halfway through.

“Do not cry, do not cry. The people in the Su family only shed blood but did not cry."

Su Zimo raised his sleeve to wipe his tears, nodding.

“Zimo, after I die, go with Xiaoning and the Su family. Go where as far as possible, ”said Su Hong.

Su Zimo lowered his head, silent. He clenched his fists, his nails dug into his skin, blood came out of it.

Su Zimo raised his head after a while, looking calm. "Brother, rest well. Don't think too much. ”

There was something that Su Zimo had stored on himself.

He will take revenge for the Su family!