Hearing his cry for help, Zhang Lufeng's face was sad, he hesitated, threw down the lion's skull, shot away into the distance, and fled.

The lion skull is the main mount of the Boxi tribe, and it is okay to ride it in a hurry, but it is really a matter of life and death, and the speed is far less fast than the flying gourd, flying carpet and other things.

Therefore, in order to escape for their lives, the first reaction of the two brothers was to get out of the BMW under the crotch.

Jiang Luo whistled, summoned the fairy feather crane, and bit Zhang Lufeng tightly.

Zhang Lushan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Jiang Luo leaving, and he was extremely grateful to his brother in his heart, however, before he had time to flee in the opposite direction, he made another trip to bite the gold.

A small jasper in a thorn hairpin cloth skirt walked in the air, her body was full of spiritual power, and she had a confident smile on her face that did not match her age and appearance.

Zhang Lushan paused for a moment, hurriedly stepped on a flying carpet, and galloped away, flying out more than ten zhang at once.

However, Yao Lingshan's speed was faster, her figure flashed, and she jumped steadily in front of him, opened her tender white palm, and shook the bloodthirsty beads in her hand.

The pink pearl turned from light to dark, and finally turned into blood red, blooming on Zhang Lushan's body like fireworks in the prosperous era.

Poof, Zhang Lushan fell from the air, his tendons and flesh became loose, and there was no blood on his frightened face.

When Zhang Xuemei saw this scene, she had mixed feelings, and finally understood why Jiang Luo favored this inconspicuous girl.

I have to take it, the girl's cultivation and courage are far above her, and the round bead is an innate secret treasure at a glance, and it is worth more than all the treasures in her storage bag combined.

A pure white lion skulled toward her, and the woman on the horse was so beautiful that she resembled her by seven points.

This daughter is her half-sister, Zhang Xueying, a wrongdoer who hates her to the bone and has repeatedly harmed her.

"Why don't you run?", Zhang Xuemei asked puzzled.

Zhang Xueying smiled coldly, exuding a chill all over her body, "You invited such a powerful helper, how can I run?"

Horizontal and vertical are all one death, I want to die at your hands, you and I have been facing each other for hundreds of years, and today there should be a decision. ”

"It just so happens that I also want to have a break", Zhang Xuemei snorted lightly, jumped into a flying body, used ninety percent of her spiritual power, turned into a long sword, and thundered at Zhang Xueying decisively.

Zhang Xueying crossed her hands and condensed a half-moon-shaped light blade in the air, and as soon as her body moved, the light blade broke through the air and slapped Zhang Xuemei's shoulder.

"Boom ......"

The two spiritual forces collided fiercely, evenly matched, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser.

"Actually, I don't care about the position of the patriarch at all, I just want to kill you", Zhang Xueying muttered in an inaudible voice, with a small purple-red snake in her hand.

"Huh!"

The little snake wrapped around Zhang Xuemei's wrist, the snake's head just stuck to the back of her hand, and two fangs as thin as gold needles pierced deeply.

"Ah......h

Zhang Xuemei was caught off guard, and muttered on the spot, her breathing became heavier and heavier, and her body was shaky.

"This is the most poisonous purple soul snake in the world, in order to deal with you, I raised it for three years, hahaha. ”

Zhang Xueying was triumphant, her arrogant face was a little distorted, and just when she was complacent, a cold and playful voice sounded in her ears.

"Hehe, don't get complacent too soon. ”

She was apprehensive, followed the voice, and saw a face that was not familiar, but extremely frightening.

Jiang Luo came back, carrying a bloody human head in his hand, which was Zhang Lufeng's head.

"You ......"

Zhang Xueying had never seen Jiang Luo's terrifying skills, but she had heard his legends and stories a lot, and she was inevitably timid, and at this time, in the face of Jiang Luo, who suddenly appeared, she didn't even have the slightest confidence to win.

Jiang Luo didn't bother to talk nonsense with her, his right hand reached forward and grabbed her shoulder sharply.

"Click!"

One move unloaded her shoulder, and then another kick flew up, kicking her to the ground, the movement was clean and neat, without the slightest hesitation.

During the battle, Jiang Luo had no pity and pity in his heart at all.

Zhang Xuemei still fell to the ground, like an angel with folded wings, her white dress was stained with blood and smiled, "Brother Jiang, if I die, you ...... Ask my little cousin and he knows...... Where is the secret passage? ”

Jiang Luo hugged her head, grabbed the seven inches of the purple soul snake, and looked at the pair of bony snake eyes, "Don't worry, you can't die, snake gall can detoxify snake venom, fight poison with poison, and then use the elixir to nourish the body, and it won't take long to recover your health." ”

"Thank you", Zhang Xuemei fainted.

Jiang Luo pinched the abdomen of the purple soul snake, with a little spiritual power, he cut a slender opening and took out the snake gallbladder from it.

Bang Bang Bang!

Zhang Lufeng and the others' subordinates threw away their weapons one after another, knelt on the ground, and bowed to Jiang Luo.

Jiang Luo didn't bother to pay attention to them, glanced at Huang Li, and said, "I want to save your family patriarch, you explain it to them." ”

"Yes", Huang Li pushed away the people around him, drove his horse to the front of the group, and began to teach this group of unfaithful and unrighteous people in his heart at length.

Jiang Luo pinched it lightly, rubbed his hands again, completely blended the snake gall bladder and the elixir, and then broke Zhang Xuemei's cherry mouth and fed her the antidote.

Jiang Luo looked at Yao Lingshan and said, "Lingshan, please take care of her, I am a big man, it is not suitable to be too close to her." ”

"Okay", Yao Lingshan readily agreed, a sweet smile on her lips.

She has been adrift for hundreds of years, and she has seen all kinds of male cultivators who are superficially dignified, but in fact male thieves and prostitutes, and it is the first time she has met a righteous gentleman like Jiang Luo.

Moreover, in order to avoid suspicion, Jiang Luo refused to make more friends with Zhang Xuemei, but he did not shy away from riding the fairy feather crane with her, which shows that in Jiang Luo's heart, the weight of the two is completely different.

Satisfaction, sweetness, comfort, all kinds of feelings are intertwined.

As soon as the leader of the visit died, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals all saw the wind and steered the rudder, abandoning the darkness and turning to the light.

On the same day, they sent Zhang Xuemei back to the tribe, where they were also treated with the highest standards.

Late at night, quiet, there was not a trace of wind outside, and it was extremely hot.

Jiang Luo breathed a long sigh of relief, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to cultivate, but as soon as he closed his eyes, the tragic image of blood foaming and white bones piling up in his mind surfaced.

For some reason, he felt a faint pain in his heart when he was used to killing, and a sense of guilt arose.

Many people actually have no enmity with him, and they haven't done anything hurtful to nature, but for his own interests, he still became an executioner.

As soon as he kills too much, his heart is cold, but why is his heart still painful?

Unconsciously, his clear eyes turned a terrifying blood-red, his face was blue and white, and a black gas slowly came out of his head.

After a while, a crisp female voice shouted, "Brother Jiang, Zhang Xuemei has woken up and wants to see you immediately." ”

Yao Lingshan walked to the door, swept his senses, saw Jiang Luo's strange face, and the two strange black knives hanging above his head, he chuckled in his heart, and hurriedly pushed it away.

The black knife trembled slightly, and suddenly retracted into his body.