"He is my savior, and even my sister's friend. Patriarch definitely wants to see him. If you don't inform him, how do you know that Patriarch won't let him in?" Su Su said with a stare.

When the guard seemed to say something, an old voice came from inside the pavilion: "Let them in."

The guard bowed his hands to the pavilion, but he stopped blocking Zhuo Wen, and then the two entered the depths of the pavilion.

The decoration in the pavilion is extremely simple, except for a wooden bed, a wooden table and a few stools, other than that, there is nothing else in the pavilion.

On the wooden bed, an old man with silver hair sat cross-legged, his face was pale and his breathing was disordered.

After the two of Su Su came in, the old man opened his eyes. He looked at Su Su kindly, and said, "Su Er, you scared me to death. When you activated the flying artifact, I thought you were in some kind of life-and-death crisis." Woolen cloth?"

Su Su came to the bedside, grabbed one of the old man's arms naturally, and said coquettishly, "Old Ancestor, it's all thanks to my blessing and fate, and of course Brother Zhuo's help..."

With that said, Su Su began to tell what happened in the previous escape, and the old man listened very carefully.

"My friend, thank you for saving Su'er!"

The old man looked at Zhuo Wen and smiled kindly, but soon he looked straight at Zhuo Wen with a serious look in his eyes, and immediately said to Su Su: "Su Er, you go out first, I have something to say to this Little friend said."

Su Su pouted and said, "Is there something that you need to keep from me?"

The old man stroked Su Su's hair, and said with a smile: "Su'er, good boy! Patriarch, I really have something important to tell this little friend, don't you want to know?"

Although Su Su was very reluctant, she didn't want to resist the order of the ancestor, so she nodded reluctantly and left the pavilion.

In the empty pavilion, only the old man and Zhuo Wen were left.

"The purple jade is in your hands, what have you done to Qi'er?" the old man asked Zhuo Wen with killing intent in his eyes.

Zhuo Wen looked at the old man in surprise, he didn't expect the old man to be able to sense the piece of purple jade on his body.

"You mean this piece of purple jade?"

Zhuo Wen took out the purple jade in the spirit ring and threw it to the old man on the bed.

The old man took the purple jade, inspected it, his eyes showed excitement, and immediately looked up at the young man in white in confusion.

Obviously, he couldn't understand why the young man in white took out the purple jade and handed it to him so easily.

However, his heart was much calmer, and he knew that the young man in white in front of him was not malicious.

"The purple jade was given to me by Miss Su Qi before she died..."

Before Zhuowen could finish his words, the old man trembled all over, spat out a mouthful of blood suddenly, his face was as pale as snow, and tremblingly said: "What did you say? Qier, she...she fell?"

Zhuo Wen came to the old man, took out a magic pill, and fed it into the old man's mouth.

The originally pale old man's face suddenly became much more rosy, and the old man was shocked by the efficacy of this magic elixir.

He could clearly feel the injury in his body, which was more than half healed in this instant.

Moreover, the medicinal effects of the divine pill are extremely powerful, and he has not fully absorbed them. If all these medicinal effects are absorbed by him, the injuries on his body may be completely healed.

Although the old man was horrified by the magic pill that Zhuo Wen gave him, he didn't think about it in his heart. His main concern now is the news of Su Qi's death.

"This little friend, why did Su Qi fall? How did she fall?"

The old man grabbed Zhuo Wen's arms very excitedly. If he was a little wary of Zhuo Wen at the beginning, he is not at all now.

He knew that if the young man in front of him wanted to harm him, it would be impossible for him to take out such a precious pill to heal his wounds.

Zhuo Wen sighed softly, telling the details of Su Qi's fall, and at the same time took out the image of the crystal ball that was recorded in the quicksand Hanoi at that time and gave it to the old man.

After watching the image in the crystal ball, the old man trembled with his right hand, and his eyes were full of guilt and anger.

"This Jia Wendong is really a beast. Su Qi left the Su family because of him. I thought Jia Wendong would treat Qi'er well, but I never thought that this is a jackal in human skin." The old man trembled all over.

"Old man, don't worry, Jia Wendong has already been beheaded by me, and I will avenge Miss Su Qi's revenge. This is Miss Su Qi's ashes, and her will is that her ashes can return to their roots."

Zhuo Wen sighed softly, took out an urn, and handed it to the old man.

The old man took the urn tremblingly, struggled to get up, fell to his knees on the ground, and said gratefully to Zhuo Wen: "Senior, thank you for everything you have done for Qi'er. I will also do it for the elders."

In the image of the crystal ball, Su Ye naturally knew that Su Qi was already a cultivator of Xutian, and that Jia Wendong's cultivation level was still higher than Su Qi's.

Before Zhuo Wen said that Jia Wendong had been beheaded, it was obvious that the ordinary-looking young man in white in front of him must be a monk Xutian who was stronger than Jia Wendong.

Zhuo Wen helped Su Ye up, and said with a smile: "Old man, don't call me senior, my name is Zhuo Wen, you can call me Brother Zhuo!" JrNovels.com