The delicate boy I picked up after traveling through the book is a big devil

"Su He," Song Yu was a little worried. Although Su He said that he had recovered his memory and martial arts skills, he himself didn't know how good his martial arts skills were.

Now this unknown martial art has become the only countervailing force.

"Leave it to me, don't worry." Su He turned around and gave Song Yu a reassuring look.

Song Yu looked at Ji Xinglang who was staring at him hungrily, and then looked at the dozen or so girls who were trembling around him.

Finally, a decision was made: "Let's go."

When Ji Xinglang heard Song Yu's words, a fierce look flashed in his eyes. He thought Song Yu would choose to stay and live and die with Su He.

But I didn't expect that she would leave so easily.

"Lu Yu, do you think you can get away today?" After Ji Xinglang finished speaking, he rushed towards Song Yu with a sharp sword move.

Even though Song Yu didn't know martial arts, she could feel that Ji Xinglang was coming to kill her.

However, before Ji Xinglang could get close to Song Yu, he was blocked by Su He.

While running, Song Yu took the time to look back and saw Su He picked up a branch from somewhere and was fighting with Ji Xinglang, with the second in command standing beside him.

One against two, obviously unfair.

Although she was very worried, she ran even faster.

Now is not the time to fight for life and death. If she stays without any martial arts skills, she will only become a burden.

Just when she reached halfway up the mountain, she suddenly stopped.

As soon as she stopped, Ergou also stopped: "Miss."

Song Yu seemed to have made up her mind. She looked at Ergou and said, "Take them down the mountain. Once you get down, take the official road, not the side roads. Go to the nearest town and report to the authorities. Got it?"

A trace of panic flashed across Ergou's thin, dark face: "Miss, what about you?"

Song Yu said, "I want to go back."

"But..." Ergou wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Song Yu.

"I know. I don't know martial arts, but I can use medicine. I can't let Su He fight the enemy alone." Song Yu said.

She had no relatives or friends in this world, and the person closest to her was only Su He.

She didn't want to regret it for the rest of her life.

"Miss, someone is going up the mountain." A girl's voice sounded.

Following her words, Song Yu looked towards the mountain road.

The flickering flames flickered on the dark mountain road.

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At the beginning, Su He just fought with Ji Xinglang to ensure that he could not get away from him or attack him.

It was barely a draw.

Ji Xinglang originally thought that his power was damaged after he was poisoned, so Su He was able to fight him to a draw.

But as time passed, he began to feel frightened, especially after Song Yu's figure completely disappeared.

Every move Su He used to attack him was like teasing a cat or a dog.

After a few rounds, he finally realized something was wrong: "Who are you?"

Ji Xinglang was knocked back a long distance, and his body left a mark on the ground.

He knelt on one knee on the ground and vomited blood.

He watched helplessly as Su He mercilessly twisted his companion's neck.

Su He was still holding the branch that he had picked up from somewhere.

A branch faced two people, but not only was it unharmed, it also fought back.

The seemingly harmless branch was sharper than the sword in Su He's hand.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you wouldn't have believed it.

But Ji Xinglang still discovered a clue. Su He was pouring his internal energy into the tree branches.

So what seemed to be attacking him was a tree branch, but it was actually Su He's internal force.

But precisely because of this, he felt even more frightened.

Throughout the world, in the entire martial arts world, there are only a handful of people who can achieve this.

Su He is only a young man, yet he has such powerful skills at such a young age. It is impossible that he is unknown in the martial arts world.

He had only heard of two people who had such abilities and were so young. One was the martial arts prodigy, Fu Zhenghong, the Jinghong Master of Wanjian Villa, and the other was the former leader of the Demon Cult.

Everyone knows that the leader of the Demon Cult was killed by Master Jinghong's sword half a year ago.

So, could this young man in front of me be the legendary martial arts genius, the direct disciple of the martial arts leader, Fu Zhenghong?

Yes, only he has such skills.

"Fu Zhenghong, it's my bad luck to meet you. Even if I die here today, I will accept it." Ji Xinglang said suddenly.

"Fu Zhenghong? Ha!" Su He sneered and approached Ji Xinglang step by step.

The aura of the master made Ji Xinglang tremble unconsciously.

"You, you are not Fu Zhenghong?" Ji Xinglang realized that he seemed to have recognized the wrong person.

That's right, the person in front of him has an evil nature. He doesn't look like the legendary martial arts model, Jinghong Gongzi. He looks more like... more like...

Ji Xinglang was shocked by his own thoughts, but then he denied it. It was impossible. It was rumored in the martial arts world that the big devil had died long ago. It couldn't be him.

While he was thinking, Su He had already walked in front of him.

Ji Xinglang's meridians in his right hand and left foot were shattered by Su He's internal force. Now he even had difficulty standing up, let alone resisting.

"You could have survived today, but you shouldn't have thought about her." Su He said as he stretched out a hand and placed it on Ji Xinglang's head.

Ji Xinglang only felt a powerful internal force rushing straight to the top of his head and pouring into the meridians throughout his body.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Before Ji Xinglang could resist, all the major acupuncture points in his body exploded from the impact.

He died with his eyes wide open in the silent forest.

Su He's clothes were stained with the blood that burst out of his body, and he looked extremely miserable.

There was a flicker of disgust in his eyes.

Su He threw down the branch in his hand, turned around, and prepared to take off his coat as he walked.

But before he took two steps, his blood boiled in his heart.

"Puff!" A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

His legs went limp and he knelt on the ground. The huge fluctuation of his internal energy had triggered his old illness.

He felt dizzy and before he lost consciousness, he heard Song Yu's voice.

"Suhe!" Song Yu went up the mountain and just as he reached the gate of the village, he saw a shocking scene.

Under the pale moonlight, Su He, wearing bloody clothes and with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, knelt on the ground and slowly fell down.

Song Yu ran over and caught him before he fell to the ground.

"Suhe, Suhe..." Song Yu called out while checking Suhe's pulse.

Song Yu's face turned pale instantly as he was suffering from a lack of energy and blood, and he was on the verge of death.

"Doctor Song, how is he?" Lu Shangbai walked quickly to Song Yu's side and asked with a worried look on his face.

Song Yu looked up and said, "We can't go down the mountain for the time being. His physical condition can't withstand the bumpy ride."

"Then let him stay for a while, Doctor Song. I will help you carry him back." Lu Shangbai said.

Shuangque, who was following him, immediately said, "Boss, let me do it."

Song Yu didn't act pretentiously and immediately gave up her seat. Shuangque took Su He from her hands and held him horizontally.

Song Yu stood up unsteadily, and Lu Shangbai quickly helped her up.

As soon as she stood firm, he immediately let go: "Don't worry, Doctor Song, I will take care of other things. You just need to focus on Mr. Su's condition."