After I crossed, I was spoiled by my relatives and friends

Chapter 3

Su Pingyi, the leader of the former human army with nearly 1000 million people, the current Tianxian Dzogchen Realm Qi practitioner, the top of the "Hundred Xiaosheng Beautiful Men List" [-] years ago, and the father of Su Zhong, the master of Tianjimen.

Oh, Su Yi is also his child, but the child died because of him when he was born, and after he saved his life, the child survived and he fell into a deep sleep again.

To sum it up in one sentence, I was born, but I didn't have time to raise it.

Because of this, there is not a single word about him in Yuan Bo's memory.

Su Pingyi turned to look at him, with a calm and indifferent expression on his face, his eyes were unwavering, looking at him as if he was looking at a stranger, showing his majesty.

No one knows what he's thinking at the moment—how does my little son look so cute!

Su Yi raised his eyebrows, looked at him calmly, and thought to himself: This man is worthy of being a thousand-year-old fairy. He looks young, but he has an extraordinary bearing. guy.

Thinking of this, he simply let himself go and opened up to be himself.

"This is..." Su Yi pretended not to know, but after guessing Su Pingyi's identity, he deliberately passed Su Pingyi to look at Su Zhong, "My lord?"

"Ayi, he is also your father." Su Zhong was still shocked by Su Pingyi's appearance, and subconsciously used the nickname he fantasized about before.

Su Yi was noncommittal, and said with a smile: "Then it really means that everyone is talking about ghosts. I just said that I owe Mr. Su my life, and Mr. Su is begging for my life?"

The words are sincere and sincere, and there is no trace of performance.

In fact, he is not acting, it is all emotion, no skills.

"Father……"

Su Zhong couldn't help but speak, but saw Su Pingyi interrupt him with a wave of his hand, then stared at Su Yi with burning eyes, and said unhurriedly: "My father heard what you said just now, and what you said is quite reasonable. If my father really wants to ask for your life, how do you plan to give it?"

Yo, the old fairy does not take the usual path!

It's okay, he can do this too!

Su Yi didn't panic: "If a father asks for his son's life confidently, as a son, I naturally have to give it."

As he spoke, he slowly took out a piece of broken silver from his sleeve: "However, I hope that I can choose my own way of death, such as being smashed to death by silver?"

Su Bingyi laughed out loud, nothing else, because his nickname was Ping Yi Yi Jin Ren, and also because the child's serious nonsense was really cute.

"I don't want your life for my father. If you need silver, there is no shortage for my father."

Su Pingyi smiled and took a step closer, Su Yi's hairs stood on end immediately, and when he was about to step back, he felt his body was restrained in place by a soft and thick force, unable to move, he could only let his hand caress his own. Cheek—a pinch.

"As a father, as long as you use the life you owe in exchange for you to continue to be a child of the Su family, and I, Su Pingyi's child." He couldn't hold back the impulse, and kneaded Su Yi's chubby cheeks with both hands, There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the seriousness between his eyebrows and eyes faded away.

"#+=#&..."

Su Yi glared at him angrily, forced Danfeng's eyes into apricot eyes, mumbled a string of unknown characters, looking angry, cute and funny.

Slowly letting go of the raised heart, Su Zhong couldn't help laughing as he watched his father rubbing his younger brother's face.

He walked to the side of the two, lightly pressed Su Pingyi's hand, and said in a gentle voice: "Father, let the younger brother answer first. Whether to answer or not, the choice is still in his hands."

This is called the younger brother?

Su Yi glared at Su Zhong, in exchange for an innocent wink.

Su Pingyi withdrew his hand without hesitation, seeing a few red fingerprints on his youngest son's face, he reached out and wiped them away.

"Okay, let's talk."

Hearing this, Su Yi moved his hands and feet for the first time, and found that he could move and immediately jumped several meters back, his slightly hot cheeks twitched.

He covered his cheeks, and said vigilantly and firmly: "Don't think about it! I, Su Yi, will starve to death! I will die outside! Never be your Su family again!"

What kind of affection do you want?Is it bad to be ruthless?A man will only affect the speed at which he draws his sword...and pinch his face!

As we all know, the real protagonist starts off alone with no attachments. Instead of trying to follow the emotional line, it is better to concentrate on cultivating immortals!

"Okay, then you owe this life first." Su Pingyi was not angry with his choice, and calmly took out a stack of 1 taels of silver notes from his sleeve.

"The road to cultivating immortality is never smooth, and the resources required are sky-high and incalculable. Since my son has embarked on the road of cultivation, as a father, I have to plan for you. These banknotes are the right for you and my father and son to reunite today Greetings..."

As Su Bingyi said, he was about to hand the bank note to Su Yi, but he stretched out his hand halfway but retracted it, took out two-thirds of it, and sent the remaining one-third to Su Yi with mana.

He smiled purely and said slowly: "However, my son doesn't want to be a child of the Su family, so I can't give you a share from the Su family's property. I have been sleeping for many years as a father, and I don't have much savings. I only have this 10 taels on me. Yi'er don't want to dislike her."

dad.

Zhangkou is 10 taels, which is the amount left after removing the thick stack of the Su family.

Such pride, worthy of being called a father!

The real situation of migrant workers.jpg;

Su Yixiu's belief in the ruthless way was shaken unprecedentedly.

"emmm..."

He hesitated for a moment, but still chose to follow his heart, put the bank note floating in front of him into his sleeve, and then raised his head: "I think the Su family can still be a part of it."

The corner of Su Pingyi's mouth twitched.

Seeing the complaint, Su coughed dryly: "It doesn't matter whether it's money or not. The main reason is that I don't like to owe others things. Since you insist on using the life I owe in exchange for my continued reputation, then I am out of respect for the old and the young." In principle, I have to reluctantly agree."

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Zhong laughed out loud.

"Okay, I'm so reluctant to work hard, so you can take these bank notes too." Su Pingyi smiled and gave him the other two-thirds of the bank notes together with a jade lock.

"In the future, you will also have a share of the Su family's property. With this jade lock, you can withdraw the resources of any store under the Su family's name at will. When you are in danger, you can use it to prove your identity and ask me for help."

Su Yi first pulled the silver ticket into his sleeve, and then picked up the jade lock to look back and forth.

The style of the jade lock is similar to the safety lock worn by children, and the Su family crest is engraved on the front-a pair of yin and yang fishes with their heads and tails attached.His name, Su Yi, is engraved on the front.

"May I ask a question—" He held the jade lock, rolled his eyes half expectantly and half curiously, and asked, "Does the Su family have a lot of property?"

That little expression was like that of a little squirrel peeking at nuts nearby.

Su Pingyi curled his lips and looked at Su Zhong.

Big Brother Cheap smiled low-key: "Not many, it's all over the world, everywhere."

Su Yi resolutely stuffed the jade lock into his chest pocket.

Recognize this relative with tears.jpg;

"There are some cultivation experiences in the jade lock, it's from the year you were born..."

When Su Pingyi mentioned the pain in his heart, his mood changed, and he couldn't help coughing twice.

Su Zhong was secretly worried about his injury, so he looked over nervously.

After waving to the eldest son to indicate that nothing was wrong, Su Pingyi looked at Su Yi with soft eyes, and continued: "I put it in it when you were born, and it was originally prepared for you."

Su Yi was taken aback.

"Father knows that you don't want to go back to Su's house, and the Tianjimen is not a good place for you. With the jade lock, you can go wherever you want in the future, and do whatever you want, as long as you don't do big rape and evil things Follow you...cough cough."

Su Bingyi sighed, but smiled faintly.

"As a father, I don't ask you to make a big name, as long as my son is happy."

Su Yi didn't know why, but felt sore in his heart.

It could not be said that it was the emotional remnants of the original body, or the touch of him, a ruthless beater who never lacked affection, at least at this moment, he had more recognition for this father.

"I'm serious." Su Yi couldn't help blurting out, "I owe you my life. If one day you feel the need, I will pay you back."

Su Pingyi frowned slightly, then raised his eyebrows and smiled, "If there comes a day, I will pay it back for you for my father."

……

Sending Su Yi away from the paradise, Su Pingyi finally couldn't hold back the backlash from his injury, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of turbid blood.

"Father!" Su Zhong hurriedly supported him, with a mixture of worry and anxiety on his face, "Your injury..."

"No problem."

Su Pingyi shook his head, raised his sleeve to wipe off the blood stains on his lips, glanced at the stain on the cuff with disgust, and used his remaining mana to change into a set of clean clothes, which were the same color and style as the one Su Yi was wearing. .

"Actually, I should have woken up a long time ago. It's just that when I rescued Yier, I was impacted by the power of life and death. I have been resisting the erosion of the power all these years. I can only be forced to sleep."

Su Pingyi explained calmly.

"Then why did father wake up today?" Su Zhong guessed reasonably, "Because of my younger brother?"

"No, because of a bad premonition. It seems that some catastrophe will start today. I have a feeling in my soul, and I was awakened just now." Su Pingyi patted the back of his hand, stood still, and said: "Okay, let's go back to the Heavenly Mystery Gate first. Besides looking after Yi'er and investigating what the soul feels foretells, there is one more thing I want to deal with personally."

Su Zhong is the child he brought up, and he is connected with him, so Dang even guessed his intention.

"Is it about my little brother's lover?"

Su Pingyi nodded, his usual gentle expression was overlaid with a gloomy look that was about to rain.

"Since I wake up, the arrangement you made to cover up Yi'er's identity can be undone later. That man betrayed Yi'er in order to save his sister, and even killed him. It is understandable for him, but for Yi'er For Yi'er, it is a huge hidden danger, and he cannot be allowed to appear in front of Yi'er again."

Speaking of this, he paused, as if thinking about how to deal with it, and said for a long time: "Give him the medicinal materials, let him and his sister live in seclusion in the mountains, and never have any contact with Yi'er again. Human karma and evil fate also prevent him from kidnapping Yi'er with old love in the future."

"Aren't you going to kill him?" Su Zhong frowned, hating that bold person very much.

The murderous intent flashed across Su Pingyi's eyes: "If we take action to kill him, we will definitely leave a pimple in Yi'er's heart, and may also make him become Yi'er's regret. Let him live and see what happens to Yi'er in the future." If you want to kill it, you can kill it, if you want it, you can let it go, in short, we can't do it."

"Yes." Su Zhong let out a long breath.

"In addition, I see that Yi'er seems to have opened his spiritual eyes. Although he can see, I don't want to give up on his blindness." Speaking of this episode, Su Pingyi felt a dull pain in his heart, "When my injury recovers, You will follow me to visit the old master of the Tianji Sect."

"Yes." Su Zhong replied in a deep voice.

When the father and son were talking about Su Yi, on the other side, Su Yi had already used his spiritual power to speed up and ran to Qingxi City, a hundred miles away.

Qingxi City is located on the edge of a river named Qingxi, and the name also comes from this.The city has a vast area and is quite prosperous. It is a lively place with red dust and fireworks.

"The person who named it called it Xi?"

Su Yi stood at the gate of the city, covering his forehead with one hand, looking at the river with a width of 30 meters, and questioned his soul.

After expressing his exclamation, he shook his head, put away the surprise of a countryman entering the city, straightened his clothes, put on a decent appearance of a practitioner, and strode into the city gate.

"Stop, your name (ID card)!"

"Oh."

After checking his name, Su Yi entered the city smoothly, and walked on the wide street, looking around curiously.

The scene in the city is quite similar to the market scenes in modern costume dramas. There are people coming and going on the streets, and occasionally people lead horses, ox carts or horse-drawn carts passing by, walking through the criss-crossing streets and alleys.

The green and yellow willows on the banks of the moat brushed across the water, and the upright scholars in green shirts strolled on the bank with books in their hands. When they occasionally raised their heads, they glanced at the beauties covered in light veils at the bridgehead.

Street vendors sell everything, regardless of which market, breakfast, pastry, and odds and ends are sold.

Su Yi's footsteps paused, his slack eyes couldn't reflect such a vivid scene, but the spiritual eyes of heaven allowed him to see the bustling world and all living beings.

He is studying the "Book of the Red Dust", and he is walking the way of the world of mortals, and he needs to understand all kinds of things in the world.

Now the picture scroll of the world of mortals is slowly unfolding in front of him, and the fireworks of the world are pouring in front of his eyes.