Lord Song stood behind her, and his face was also ugly for a while.

"Father, you must avenge your daughter, I want to fight a knife, and I will never break the marriage contract with him. Song Jingyun's heart was like a knife, she understood that even if Lan Cai'er became Yan Jiu's woman, Dao Ge would not give up.

"Jingyun, be sober. That Dao Ge is just the young master of a demon gate, if it weren't for the fact that he has the treasure of the first demon, I wouldn't have agreed to marry him in the first place. ”

Dao Ge resolved the crisis of the mercenary alliance, and instead of being grateful, the leader of the Song League was even more annoyed.

He was annoyed with Dao Ge, insulted his daughter, and even more annoyed with the people in the underground Yan Palace, and didn't look at him as the mercenary alliance leader at all, and he was very angry in his heart.

"But my daughter just likes him, father, you know so many people, you must have a way, don't you?" Song Jingyun cried so much that the pear blossoms brought rain, seeing his beloved daughter like this, Song Mengzhu was pity and anger.

"Hmph, if you offend someone in my song, how can I let it go so easily. 'Evil' is Yan Jiu, and the 'Emperor' must be Wu Chong, these two big devils in the underground Yan Palace, plus the little devil of Bo Qing, those two female mercenaries have a relationship with them, that is, the evil devil is crooked. A few days ago, a few disciples of the Mixed Yuan Sect came to the Mercenary Alliance to inquire about the news of Qiankun Zijinzhu, but I didn't tell the truth at that time. Now it seems that they can borrow a knife to kill people and let the people of the Mixed Yuan Sect clean them up. The Song League Lord sneered twice, and his eyes were poisoned.

He said that he would immediately go to repair a book and order someone to send it out.

At that time, Wu Zhong and others were hurrying to Zizhuling.

Everything that happened to the Mercenary Alliance, Ye Lingyue and Bo Qing, who were in Zizhuling, were unaware.

After Ye Lingyue marked Qing Lei, she returned to the camp tent, and was encountering Bo Qing who was losing his temper.

As soon as Bo Qing saw Ye Lingyue, he had a look of resentment.

"Thirteen, otherwise, we won't care about that Huang Taixian, tonight, tonight, no matter what, we have to start and find the Qiankun Zijin Bamboo. Stay a few more days, and I'm afraid I'll not be able to help myself and chop that old pervert into a pulp. As soon as Bo Qing mentioned Wong Tai Sin, he gritted his teeth.

What annoyed him the most was that the old pervert was still knocking on the side of the tent, trying to hit the idea of thirteen.

Just thinking about it, Huang Tai Sin dared to blaspheme his thirteen with his eyes, and in his heart he was like pretending to breathe fire and angry dragons, and he wanted to burn Huang Tai Sin alive.

"The thunder bell is in our hands, and I have also made a mark of the green thunder that is lying in ambush around. After tonight, if Wong Tai Sin doesn't act, we'll sneak away. "Bo Qing coaxed and deceived Wong Tai Sin, and the other party was also a lot negligent in their precautions.

Earlier, seven or eight people were ordered to guard their tents, but when Ye Lingyue came back, there were only four people left to guard outside the tents.

In the dead of night, it is not difficult for them to strike again.

That night, Ye Lingyue and Bo Qing had already extinguished the lights in the tent, and Huang Daxian and the others were also unimpressed.

It wasn't until around midnight that Ye Lingyue heard some unusual movements.

The dragon bag hugged Xiao Squeak, sleeping Zhengxiang, and was gently pushed awake by Ye Lingyue.

Bo Qing opened a corner of the camp cloth, and outside the camp tent, Huang Daxian was deploying a task with more than 20 disciples.

"Leave seven or eight people down and guard the tent, especially the two beauties in the tent, and must not let them slip away, or I will kill your dogs." Wong Tai Sin glanced at the tent with ill will.

With a wave of his hand, he and the rest of his disciples walked towards the northwest direction of Zizhu Ridge.

"The location where I marked it earlier is also in the northwest of the halfway point of Zizhuling. About half an hour ago, I felt a vigorous vitality, which should be a sign that the Qiankun Purple Golden Bamboo was about to appear. Bo Qing said softly.

"There were four Dao disciples guarding outside the tent, and four more were patrolling nearby. You and I will solve two each. ”

Ye Lingyue gestured, and she understood it in her heart.

Bo Qing and Ye Lingyue swept out from the left and right.

Bo Qing's ten fingers were like hooks, and he suddenly attacked one of the Dao disciples with a claw, and his body was like a running cheetah, extremely fast.

As soon as a claw fell, the skull of the Dao disciple turned into slag like tofu, and he didn't even have time to call for help, he had already lost his breath.

Hearing a strange noise behind him, another disciple suddenly turned around, and he saw only a gorgeous face, in front of his eyes.

Bo Qing's elbow had already struck him in the throat, and only the sound of a krak could be heard, and the man's neck was crooked, and he slid silently to the ground.

Killing two people, the time spent before and after Bo Qing was no more than two breaths.

He had Ye Lingyue in his heart, and as soon as he turned around, he saw that the other two Daomen disciples had fallen to the ground.

Their eyes were wide open, their limbs were stiff, and they had a dagger stuck in their chests, obviously they were also killed by a single move, and they didn't expect that Ye Lingyue's killing methods were the same.

"How many of you?"

A panicked voice interjected abruptly.

It turned out to be a disciple on patrol, and suddenly returned.

And almost at the same moment, the little squeak who was shrunk in the arms of the dragon bag shook his hair, and the fierce aura on his body skyrocketed.

Its feet soared into the air, and its claws danced out a few sharp mangs, it flashed out, and its body soared several times in mid-air, and the strong claw wind suddenly fell on the head of the disciple, who was actually not able to resist the terrifying physical power of Xiao Squeak, and was slapped into meat sauce by its claws.

"Don't be stunned, Xiao Squeak, you carry Xiaolongbao on your back, and we will follow Wong Tai Sin and them. ”

Ignoring the stunned expressions of Bo Qing and Long Baobao, Ye Lingyue gave an order, and Bo Qing and Long Baobao came back to their senses and rushed to the direction where Huang Daxian and the others left.

The night is thick, on the Zizhu Ridge, the wind is bleak and the moon is gone.

Along the way, Ye Lingyue carefully avoided the ambush with green thunder, and beside him, there were only bursts of insect chirping or beast roars.

After a while, the terrain gradually became rougher.

"It's right ahead. ”

Bo Qing soon discovered that Wong Tai Sin and the others were heading in the same direction as the location where he had made a mark earlier.

Three people and one beast fell silently in the dark, looking at the scene ahead.

Zizhuling, originally full of mountains and planted with purple bamboo, and hence the name.

But since the discovery of the Qiankun Purple Golden Bamboo here, a large number of warriors and monks have poured into this mountain paradise.

The purple bamboos were cut down in patches, and the mountains and forests that were originally dense with bamboo forests were also bald day by day.

It wasn't until Huang Daxian arrived here with the disciples of the Qinglei Dao Sect that they relied on the formation and prohibition to bury a large number of Qinglei and forcibly drive those people out, and the area returned to peace.

It's just that what puzzled Bo Qing was that he had secretly looked at that location earlier, and he didn't find any whereabouts of Qiankun Zijin Bamboo.