Immortal emperor reborn mixed city

Su Yan's hearing is naturally sensitive, not to mention the extraordinary silence in this underground palace, even if a pin drops, it will be extremely clear.

This is the sound that can only be made by a pair of leather shoes. It is very rhythmic, which means that the person is walking very steadily and at a uniform pace. This also means that the person is very calm, even if he knows that he is here.

The spiritual power in Su Yan's hand dissipated, and he turned around and looked over.

On the way he came, there was a dark shadow. Along the way, the light on both sides disappeared, just like the dark god of death.

Su Yan could feel that this person was not simple, there was a breeze when he walked, and he was extremely cold.

This man was tall, but not strong. Instead, he looked a little thin. When he stopped, Su Yan could see this man clearly.

Wearing a gentleman's hat, a leather jacket, a pair of leather gloves on his hands, and tight jeans, the attire is a bit nondescript at this height.

Su Yan looked at him, and this person also looked at Su Yan, but Su Yan's face was cold, while the other person's was a smile, and there was a faint evil charm in the smile.

The man exhaled a breath of turbid breath, as if breathing in winter, and could actually see it floating in the sky.

"Wonderful, really wonderful."

The man's voice was very hoarse, as if something was stuck in his throat, and it sounded very uncomfortable.

But this does not affect his speech, nor does it affect other people's hearing.

The man clapped, clear and loud, echoing throughout the palace, as if he was really praising Su Yan.

But Su Yan knew very well that this man would never be like this. In his eyes, this compliment was nothing more than ridicule.

Su Yan's coldness was still there, but now he noticed something strange about this man. There were black lines on his face and even on his neck.

These black lines are his blood vessels, which appear everywhere on his face. The blood inside is black, so it is unusually conspicuous.

This made the man look even more evil. He was either poisoned by chemicals or infected with another virus. He was no longer a normal person.

The man also noticed Su Yan's gaze, but he didn't look like he didn't care. On the contrary, he cared very much.

The man's evil smile disappeared, and he looked at Su Yan with anger and murderous intent.

"Why are you staring at me? Am I pretty?!"

"No, you are too ugly."

Su Yan said calmly, he was telling the truth. In his eyes, this man was neither human nor ghost.

But this really made the man furious. His face was slightly distorted, and his blood vessels were squirming like a centipede, looking extremely horrified.

"You are the first person to say that about me!"

Su Yan smiled slightly and said, "Really? Does it seem like this is my Rongxin?"

The man swallowed up all his anger and looked at Su Yan with only coldness and disdain.

"I almost got really pissed off by you."

"Oh, it seems I haven't worked hard enough."

Su Yan's words were tantamount to wanting to anger the man again, because this man seemed a bit arrogant.

But the man was no longer angry, his cold expression remained unchanged, and he stared at Su Yan.

"Don't you want to know who I am?"

"Who do you love?"

Su Yan naturally didn't want to know. He didn't have the leisure to do so. Since he was an enemy, he would just destroy him.

But the man did not give up, but took the initiative and said: "I want you to be a sensible person before you die. This can be considered a gift from me!"

The man's voice became hoarse, as if he was filled with nicotine and carbon monoxide, filling his whole body.

This kind of vocalization relies on the strength of the whole body, which is relatively rare.

"My name is Bruce, do you understand?"

"what do you want to say?"

Su Yan started to get to the point. He didn't want to get entangled. If he was an enemy, he would be destroyed. It was as simple as that.

"I want you to know who killed you before you die."

"In this case, you and I will be enemies of life and death?"

Su Yan's eyes were deep, but on the contrary, they became indifferent.

Bruce looked around with a smile on his face, because he knew that everything would belong to him.

"There is a saying in your Chinese country: The oriole is behind."

Su Yan now knows that this man is not Chinese. Although he has yellow skin and can speak fluent Chinese, he is not Chinese, otherwise he would not say that he is Bruce.

I'm afraid this is an Asian or Chinese, either from the West or from the Land of Stars.

"You think I'm a mantis?"

"Yes, you are Mantis, an excellent hunter."

Bruce walked towards the golden throne and sat down straight, feeling extremely happy.

"This location is really good. No wonder everyone is vying to be the emperor."

Su Yan interrupted Bruce's intoxication. He didn't have time to watch him being so complacent now.

"Do you really think you've got me?"

"I am Huang Que and you are Mantis, what do you think?" Bruce let out a hoarse laugh, looked at Su Yan and continued, "You killed Wentian, the master of the Piaomiao Sect, you are really a good Mantis

, Actually at first I thought Wentian belonged to Mantis."

Bruce spread his hands, but the result made him a little disappointed. Wentian was defeated and died directly.

Su Yan got a lot of information from Bruce's words, which made his expression even more gloomy.

First, this Bruce is very arrogant. He always thinks of himself as an oriole who can control everything and regards himself as a bug.

Second, Wentian is nothing more than a mantis in his eyes, which means that he must be stronger than Wentian.

From these two bits of information, Su Yan knew that the person in front of him was not simple, he was definitely a troublesome guy.

"What, are you scared?"

Bruce looked at Su Yan and asked with a smile, but his smile was fake and seemed to be mocking.

"I'm not afraid, I'm just a little annoyed because enemies are always coming. Even if I know I'm just a moth, I'm still running towards him."

Su Yan's words were very straightforward. Bruce compared him to a praying mantis, and he was a oriole, but in Su Yan's eyes, he was just a moth, a moth flying into the flame.

This made Bruce very unhappy, and there was a gloomy look on his face. The black blood vessels on his skin were now squirming again, and they were emitting a terrifying black power.

"You are very confident, as confident as me."

"It's not about confidence, it's about strength."

Su Yan saw through this Bruce completely and didn't think he was very scary, he just had a loud tone.

This also made him lose a little bit of interest. It was just a thing that didn't care about life and death, and had no extra value.

Su Yan's spiritual power surged in his hand, and he decided to kill Bruce as soon as possible. After all, the strange pattern was still running, and he had to hurry up and understand it clearly.

Seeing Su Yan's spiritual power pouring out, Bruce didn't pay attention, but looked ridiculous.

"It's pitiful. It's really pitiful. People can only see themselves clearly when they die."