Song Yanqiu seemed to be enraged, and was angered by Bai Muyun's complete change.

In the past twenty years, although she has been doing those flies and dogs in the rivers and lakes, she is still angered by Bai Muyun's almost shameless face at this moment.

You...... You...... How can you say that about your parents?

Bai Muyun: Hmph...... In order to achieve the goal and satisfy your ambitions, you have no reason to laugh at my cruelty, I have to do this in order to keep myself alive, what about you......

With that, they had descended the end of the almost unreachable staircase to the deepest part of the underground palace, the very center of the underground palace.

Although there are no lights in the whole palace, it does not appear dark, and there is even a feeling of brightness, which is due to the reflection of the light of ice crystals everywhere.

Bai Muyun pushed the door in.

The palace that you enter through the door is a larger hall.

The top of the hall is still covered with ice crystals.

In all corners of the hall, hanging are ice lamps that glow with diamonds, oh no, ice lamps carved from human heads and skeletons.

Song Yanqiu secretly told himself: All this is an illusion, an illusion......

However, when I opened my eyes, what appeared in the underground palace was still a hideous human face and an ice lamp carved from a human head and skull.

In the center of the hall, under the dome, there is a crystal coffin, which exudes a cold light in folds under the cold light of the crystal skull ice lamp.

However, from the moment he entered this hall, from the moment he saw this crystal coffin, Bai Muyun's tall and strong body suddenly trembled.

Although he still had a golden mask on his face, Song Yanqiu could clearly feel that his face suddenly became serious, as if he was about to carry out a sacred worship ceremony.

Although Song Yanqiu was frightened and angry, he had to become serious when he saw Bai Muyun's sudden expression.

Bai Muyun walked straight to the crystal coffin placed in the center of the palace hall and walked over, and then bowed deeply and said slowly: Master, the apprentice has come to pay homage to you.

Song Yanqiu, with the face clearly visible all over the ground, stepped on the expression that stood out from the walls and ceiling, and walked in front of the crystal coffin.

She wondered who was lying in the coffin and who could be so respected by him.

However, when she saw it, the expression on her face was no less than when she had just seen the palace full of prominent human faces.

Because lying in that ice coffin was the mysterious person who had taught him martial arts twenty years ago, that is, the former palace master of the Ogi Mirror Palace.

His face was exactly the same as what Song Yanqiu had seen twenty years ago, and it hadn't changed at all, and even had the same majesty as twenty years ago.

Although this person made her degenerate into a greedy and inadequate careerist, making her a murderer and a murderer, he was her mentor after all.

For this kindness, Song Yanqiu will never forget it for the rest of his life.

Therefore, when he saw that the crystal coffin was really his mentor twenty years ago, that is, the former palace master of the Dijing Palace, Song Yanqiu didn't know where the strength suddenly came from, completely forgot his fear, forgot about the knife wounds, fist wounds, sword wounds and arrow wounds on his body, and said loudly:

You, you, did you really kill him?

Bai Muyun stood up, held the side of the crystal coffin with one hand, and said in a deep voice: Sometimes, if you want to get what you want, you do have to die some people.

The palace master, that is, my master, is the first, and you and Du Yanzong, although they are also considered to be one of them, are definitely not the last.

Speaking of this, when he leaned on the crystal coffin and looked at the faces of the gorgeous ice diamonds and hideous dead people hanging above his head, a trace of inexplicable strangeness suddenly appeared in his eyes, and said:

I know that in the past few decades, the master and his old man have been running around the rivers and lakes to accept apprentices and teach their careers, and the ultimate goal is probably to dominate the rivers and lakes.

However, the master and his old man are really old, and they are almost a little merciful, and kindness is fatal to a careerist.

Therefore, as a last resort, only I, a useless disciple, can fulfill his wish on his behalf, and I think that the master and his old man will definitely be able to understand my good intentions.

Song Yanqiu seemed to be suddenly irritated by something, she didn't care about the pain in her body, and seemed to want to rush over to give Bai Muyun a heavy ear scraper, but she failed.

She had just taken two steps before she fell to the ground, but her eyes were still coldly glaring at Bai Muyun, and she said, "You...... You're simply not human.

The wide dark blue robe wrapped around Bai Muyun's body suddenly trembled, and before Song Yanqiu could understand what was going on, he received a heavy ear scraper on his face.

Song Yanqiu's body, which had just stood up, went limp again.

Bai Muyun shook his hand, the outstretched slap retracted into his sleeve again, and said coldly at her: Hmph, you are not qualified to say this at all.

Speaking of this, he suddenly stepped on Song Yanqiu's right cheek, and twenty years of hatred, with infinite ridicule and ridicule, slowly overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and said:

Twenty years ago, when you killed my mother with a scarring technique, did you ever wonder if what you were doing was human?

In the past 20 years, when you tortured my father in the back mountain to the point that people don't look like people and ghosts, have you ever thought that you are a human being?

Speaking of this, Bai Muyun's face suddenly sank, and the foot that stepped on Song Yanqiu's right cheek suddenly became so hard that Song Yanqiu's face was almost deformed, and said:

Now, all I have done is to give you the retribution you deserve, and the best way to deal with you demons is to be worse than you.

The corners of Song Yanqiu's mouth already had subtle traces of blood coming out, staining the white bones that were like ice, and staining the face that had lingered for a long time.

The faces on the floor, on the ceiling, and on the walls seemed to show some kind of inexplicable excitement when they saw Song Yanqiu's suffering.

Suddenly, a voice came, saying, "The wicked have their own wicked grinding, but what if the demon you encounter can't be killed at all?"

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the door of the ice cave, which was originally tightly closed, suddenly made a "boom" sound, and someone knocked a big hole open.

In the dull "boom" sound, I saw a cloud of white light flashing suddenly, like a faint early winter sun, floating from the outside.

Then, a white shadow flashed.

Then, another ......

From the "boom" sound to the end of the "boom" sound, four white shadows flashed in a row.

Oh no, to be specific, it wasn't four white shadows, it was four corpses.

The rumbling sound was the sound of the stone door of the underground palace being broken.

The four corpses that flashed were thrown out from the place where Du Yanzong had fallen and collapsed just now.

And the four white lights just now were a large kitchen knife, a sword, a silver helmet, and a hard bow reflecting the light of this early winter twilight.

As for the four corpses, of course, they are the big kitchen knife, this sword, this silver helmet, and the owner of this hard bow, that is, Bai Muyun's four subordinates.

It's a pity that all four of them have become dead.

And the dead man's big kitchen knife, the dead man's sword, the dead man's helmet, and the dead man's hard bow are naturally without murder.