"The injustice is that you and I have no hatred, and we even have no idea in our lives, but we are inexplicably in vain. And it's all thanks to Him, so it's really damned ...... The figure glanced at Zixiao, the man in Tsing Yi, resentfully, and lamented: "I wanted to use this little girl to behead you, but it's a pity that she is too light and too capable of pretending, and she can easily kill you, but she was humiliated by you in turn." I don't know what you're pretending, who is it pretending to?"

Feng Yi looked at him quietly, with a little guilt, because she was just momentarily ashamed, and her shot was a little heavier, and she didn't want to kill people. However, the truth is that she did kill someone, opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

"You don't have to explain anything, everything doesn't seem to matter anymore. Because he was going to die soon, even if there was a holy pill to detoxify him, if he didn't die, he would have to shed his skin, and it would be difficult for him to make any progress in his cultivation in the future. The premise is that you can get the Holy Pill, but, is it possible?"

"You...... Zixiao, the man in Tsing Yi, changed his color when he heard the words, as if he realized something, raised his hands in fright, and carefully observed it for a long time, and saw that there was nothing unusual, and he didn't feel any discomfort on his body, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help sneering and said: "You dying dog, you actually want to be frightened of me, when I am frightened!"

"Really?" the man looked at him as if he was forced, revealing a smile that was several times more ugly than crying, full of indescribable mockery; "You shouldn't believe that I have an antidote, and you shouldn't have come to search my body, if you weren't strong enough to cultivate, I'm afraid you'd have followed your companion." Still, it's just a matter of time...... If my brother was a dog, you must have been born in a pigsty! Haha, ahem!"

The figure ignored the other party's murderous gaze at all, and smiled extremely heartily, with a sense of comfort that he had never had, laughing so much that his seven holes were bleeding, and his whole body was rapidly festering with laughter......

"A man is about to die, but his words are good. I won't care about the previous things with you, let's go and prepare for the future as soon as possible!" Feng Susu looked at Zixiao, the man in Tsing Yi who was in a daze and had a pale face, but he didn't know that he was scared, and he was really poisoned. The figures have turned into a pool of blood, whether it is true or not, no one dares to assert whether it is true or not.

And Feng Susu's words are extremely unkind, undoubtedly sprinkling salt on the wound, even if it is really fine, it will become a bad thing. I didn't see that Zixiao's panicked face had turned from white to blue, but I felt that every hair on my body stood upside down, and even blood had spilled out of my nostrils.

Life is at stake, and it is better to believe in it than not to be afraid of 10,000, but only in case, who dares to gamble with their own lives? However, if they are really poisoned, only Shengdan can detoxify them. However, this Saint Dan Zhenxi is incomparable, how can he be obtained by a small person, what is the difference between this so-called antidote and no antidote?

"Idiot!"

A clear voice came out of the snow mist, and two figures suddenly appeared out of thin air on the stone path, and a young man in purple was the first, with slanted eyebrows and sideburns, his eyes were like bright stars, and his gestures all revealed the majesty of a superior person. Behind him, there was a young man standing as tall as a javelin, also wearing a purple robe, and a clear-eyed person could tell at a glance that it was the costume of Ziwei Peak's personal disciple.

"Who are you......? "Feng Yi has never been out of Qianzhu Peak, so it's not surprising that she doesn't know the sign of Ziwei Peak, but the young man behind the young man, she can't be more familiar. It was Ryuichi, and he winked playfully at her.

Before he finished speaking, he saw Zixiao, a man in Tsing Yi, wake up from his trance, and when he saw the young man in purple, he couldn't help but shudder, his body almost bowed at a right angle, and said respectfully: "Senior Brother Yan...... ＂

The person who came was the first person of the young generation of Ziwei Peak, Yan Wushuang, but no one knew that this courtyard was secretly arranged by him for the people of Tianwailou. Slowly walked in front of Zixiao, the man in Tsing Yi, looked up and down with a kind of playful and disdainful gaze, and snorted coldly: "To say that you are a fool is to look down on you, and the words of a dead man will scare you into such a bear, and it will simply lose Ziwei Feng's face." Well, even the nosebleeds scared out!"

"Ah, is there one?" Zixiao, the man in Tsing Yi, raised his hand and touched it, and sure enough, there was blood, and his face turned pale again, thinking of the rot of the skin on his body inch by inch, and then turned into a pool of thick blood. His legs trembled uncontrollably, and he barely collapsed to the ground on the spot.

Yan Wushuang shook his head disdainfully, and lightly ordered Long Yi, "Please clean up here!"

Long Yi, who was like a javelin, nodded indifferently, and then raised his right hand to shake it to the void, only to see a red light coming out of his palm, and the flying snow above his head instantly turned into mist and evaporated, and the red light spread out, and then burned like the fire of the summer sun, and in a blink of an eye, everything in this area was turned into ashes, including the bald man buried in the snowdrift, the corpses of the two tigers, and the thick blood on the ground, which disappeared and completely turned into nothingness.

The snow continued to fall, and soon a layer of whiteness was laid, and the air became pure and fresh......

A flame hung above the head of the man in Tsing Yi, Zixiao, and the blazing heat caused the moisture on his skin to evaporate rapidly, so that the man in Tsing Yi Zixiao opened his mouth and shouted, "I am not poisoned, the blood I shed is red!"

"Hmph, you've finally been smarter, you're awe-inspiring!" Long Yi said coldly, retracting the flame.

Hearing this, his heart jumped sharply, and he almost had to bend down to support his knees to calm down. Long Yi's words made his heart excited, and he tried his best to suppress the ecstasy of the rest of his life, and respectfully clasped his fists and saluted: "Zixiao has seen Senior Brother Yan, Senior Brother Long Yi!"

The voice was natural and awe-inspiring, and the posture was deferential, and compared to the previous panic, it was obviously like two people.

"Have you had enough?" Feng Susu snorted coldly, "Shouldn't you give me a reasonable explanation for Qianzhu Peak?"

"Zixiao, this is the area you are responsible for monitoring, who let you disturb the people so wantonly, and inexplicably make this kind of bloody bridge, you can do it yourself, no one will help you wipe your ass. Yan Wushuang made a look that he was afraid of provoking the fire and tried his best to clear up the relationship.

"This ...... Senior Sister Feng, they all said that this was purely a misunderstanding. If you knew that it was someone from Qianzhu Peak, I wouldn't have to provoke it if I had ten guts. Zixiao saw sweat on his forehead, and said honestly and fearfully, he was indeed telling the truth. "Isn't it just that I saw the two little cherries of that little girl, and I won't get pregnant, what can I lose?" My sister and brother have turned into a pool of blood, and I don't know how to deal with the aftermath?"

I only dare to think about this in my heart, and if I say it, I am looking for death. After all, it was he who provoked him for no reason, even if he was slaughtered on the spot, he deserved it, and no one would go to Qianzhufeng for an explanation for him, a little person.

"Forget it, even if I said I wouldn't bother with you, I wouldn't go back. Feng Susu said coldly: "However, the Yin family has died so many people, will they just give up? ＂

"Please rest assured, Senior Sister Feng, it's just a few dogs of the Yin family, if you dare to come to retaliate because of this, I will let him completely disappear in Ziwei City. Zixiao patted his chest and said, "What's more, my junior brother can't die in vain like this...... ＂

"Then what are you still trembling here?" Yan Wushuang scolded impatiently: "If the Yin family doesn't give a reasonable explanation, you know what to do!"

Zixiao nodded heavily, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and when he saw Feng Susu waving at him, he galloped away like an amnesty, and disappeared into the misty snow mist in the blink of an eye.

No matter how wonderful the scene is, there is a time when the curtain comes, with Zixiao's departure, the audience disperses, and even Yan Wushuang and Long Yi left a few words, and then left quickly.

This courtyard is very large, and it is not too crowded for more than 30 people to stay in it, and it should be reserved for large business groups.

The night was deep, the snow in the sky was still falling silently, and only Lu Suifeng was in the house in the whole courtyard, and the faint light remained all night. If it weren't for someone arranging a soundproof barrier, the heart-stirring groans and pantings that came from inside would have never stopped, which was enough to make people collectively lose sleep.

The bed was wide enough, and the bridge section where the three daughters served a husband together lasted almost all night, and then the clouds and rain broke under the strong request of the three daughters. Next, an elaborate plan was laid out on this bed.

According to the information provided by Yan Wushuang, since Lu Suifeng and the others came by phoenix, the time was much earlier, so the high-level of Ziwei Peak did not notice their arrival, at least during this time, it was very safe, and they could let go and plot everything.

The bad news is that there is still no news about the whereabouts of the hostages, even a person of Yan Wushuang's status is excluded, and he is not qualified to participate in the layout at all, and he doesn't even know how many people the other party has used and how many high-end combat forces have participated. The only piece of information that deserves attention is that the Purple Dream Pavilion.

Because it is an industry of crape myrtle peak in the city, it is also a place where the daily progress of Doujing is located. The most important thing is that its controller is a mysterious woman named Purple Dream Butterfly! Of course, anyone who knows this name can be counted in the slap. And Yan Wushuang had also heard someone mention it inadvertently, and this person was the young master of the beast Zi Xuyun;

This inadvertent message is enough to make people like Lu Suifeng and Murong Qingshui also shine, and it is definitely the feeling of another spring.

The snow is clear, the blue sky is like washing, the air is exceptionally fresh and pleasant, stepping on the snow to enjoy the scenery is not only loved by poets and inkmen, but also by lay cultivators.

"The garden city after the snow has another scenery, wouldn't it be a pity not to go out for sightseeing?" Lu Suifeng looked at the pitiful eyes of the three daughters of Ziyan, straightened his waist, smiled generously and righteously, and said with great righteousness.