Raising his head, Zhang Lang was able to see all three people in front of him with fearful faces.

smiled coldly, this kind of scum would still feel terrifying.

It's hilarious.

At this moment, the three apprentices of the White Eyebrow Daoist showed a strong look of fear on their faces.

It turns out that bad guys know to be afraid.

Zhang Lang smiled contemptuously, the master once said to himself that to deal with a ruthless person, you must be more ruthless than that person, and to deal with a more ruthless person, you need to die.

Now he is indeed a "lifeless" person.

Because these people's lives are all in their own hands, whether they want or not, they are just their own words.

So Zhang Lang has now become a person who doesn't want to die.

"You...... You...... It's you ......."

After the three of them saw Zhang Lang walking slowly, they let out a trembling sound.

There is no way, the current Zhang Lang is too frightening for them.

After just glaring at someone, that person will die.

This simply does not belong to the category of ancient martial arts, it already belongs to "magic".

The current Zhang Lang is tantamount to a monster to them.

There is no whites in the black eyes.

These people have been following the old Baimei for many years, and they have never seen any strange things, but like today, they have seen a lot of strange things that happened to Zhang Lang and himself and others. ‘

"That's right, it's me, isn't Fang Cai still clamoring, why didn't you speak today." Zhang Lang's faint gaze swept over the three people, and the three white-eyed apprentices shuddered.

"Say, what did Bai Mei send you for?" Zhang Lang's eyes were awe-inspiring.

"You...... Why don't you know the name of our master? "The three of them are scared to death now.

This person can not only make people die by looking at him, but he can also be an unpredictable prophet, and directly understand the name of his master.

"Of course, I have my own way of knowing, so then, it's time for you to answer the questions." Zhang Lang's eyes were cold, and he spoke mercilessly.

He found that under the mode of black pupils, he was quite rational when doing things, and it could even be said that he had preserved absolute sanity.

"We won't say anything about killing us." The three of them still have hard mouths.

"Okay, then you guys die." Zhang Lang sneered, cut off the black lifeline of the three people, and put an end to their sinful voice.

"You ......"

The three men grabbed their throats, and bright red blood flowed from the throats of the three people.

These people would never have thought that Zhang Lang would kill them when he said that he would kill them, and there was no time to react at all.

Originally, these people were still thinking about bargaining with Zhang Lang, but the next development of things was completely beyond the expectations of several people.

Just dead?

Unwilling!

And at this time, a person named "Yan Thirteen", who was the core member of the thirteen people, was even more unwilling.

Although he is the youngest member of the group of thirteen people in the Baimei Dao people, he is also the most talented.

And he "Yan Thirteen" is still the most ruthless one.

No, you can't just die for nothing, you can still do that thing!

He remembered that his master, Baimei Daoren, had taught them an ancient martial ability similar to Taoism, that is, when they died, they activated the soul mark that was laid down by Baimei Daoren in their bodies/bodies, so that they could let Baimei Daoist know what had happened.

However, such an ability will cause the caster's soul to be shattered, and he will not be able to live forever, so none of the ten people who died before will be of use.

But this Yan Thirteen is different, he wants to find someone to take revenge, and he can't just die.

There may be such a thing as an afterlife, but who can say anything about this kind of thing in the next life?

Maybe that's the only way to do it.

To do it, to do it now.

Thinking of this, Yan Shisan no longer hesitated, and directly activated all the true qi in the body/body, bursting the soul mark left by the Baimei Daoist in the body/body.

Bang la-

There was a cracking sound, and the twelfth corpse that surrounded Yan Thirteen exploded into pieces, but at this time, from the bursting debris, an illusory white dove that seemed to be translucent rushed out.

This is not a pigeon, but a soul imprint inspired by Yan Shisan.

When he saw this thing, Zhang Lang's eyes lit up.

Under the black pupil mode, he could see that above the white dove, there was an incomparably evil aura entwined, and he didn't even think about it.

Zhang Lang directly reached out and pinched it, crushing the lifeline of this thing.

Boom -

Beautiful blue sparks were emitted in the sky.

The pigeon of life who gave the signal was silent.

"Uh, this ......" At this moment, Yan Shisan's soul was dissipating, and when he saw this scene, he didn't blink his eyes.

At the cost of never being reborn, he couldn't even release a signal, which can really be said to be dead.

……

The palatial living room is filled with red candles.

On top of the candles, there are also gorgeous crystal lamps.

Crystal lamps are dotted around huge/large houses.

It is a large room of more than 1,000 square meters.

With such a huge/large room, the guests invited to the banquet are like a wedding banquet.

That's right, this is no ordinary feast.

It was an engagement banquet for a wealthy family.

At this moment, on the most central and largest table, two old men were drinking each other.

However, it is not too accurate to say that these two people are old men.

Because one of the "old men", although his beard and hair are all white, his skin seems to be that of a man in the prime of life, and there is not the slightest wrinkle on his face, which has to be said to be amazing.

The other was an ordinary old man, with white hair and an old age, much like an old tree in the twilight.

The two of them were drinking each other.

"Brother Baimei, I toast you." The old man said.

"Haha, Brother Zhao, it should be me who respects you, your Zhao family, but you gave our Bai family a good daughter." Bai Mei laughed.

Yes, this old man with a white beard and hair, but a face like that of a forty-year-old man, is the white eyebrows.

And the old man opposite him is not small, this person is Zhao Fangyin, the current head of the Zhao family.

Although Zhang Lang doesn't know Zhao Fangyin, it doesn't mean that the people Zhang Lang knows don't know Zhao Fangyin.

If Zhao Fangyin's name is said to Anjula, Anjula must know.

This person is the head of Zhao Yaoyao's family!

However, this head of the family is cunning and cunning, and he has always been at odds with Zhao Yaoyao.

"Brother Bai Mei is polite, the people of our Zhao family can marry the descendants of Brother Bai Mei, it is really a blessing for our Yanjing Zhao family." Zhao Fangyin laughed, and did it first as respect.

Bai Mei also drank it all: "Brother Zhao is really modest, you must know that the person you married this time is not from your Yanjing Zhao family, but the descendants of the Zhao family who are descendants of the Great Song Dynasty, haha." ”

After Zhao Fangyin heard Bai Mei's words, he was stunned at first, and then laughed.

"That's right, Brother Baimei smiled, Fang Yin is old, and he can't drink enough, but Brother Baimei's face is still the same, I really admire it." Zhao Fangyin laughed.

"Where is the ......" Bai Mei shook his head and saluted Zhao Fangyin in return.

At this moment, the guests and hosts are happy.

"Brother Zhao, today is the engagement banquet, ten days later, but it will be the wedding banquet, and I will have to take care of it a lot at that time, I hope there will be no baskets."

"Certainly, in this remote place, no one will dare to trouble our Zhao family."

After hearing Zhao Fangyin's words, Bai Mei bowed slightly with satisfaction, but then his tone changed: "Brother Zhao, I heard that the woman who is a descendant of the Great Song Dynasty seems to be reluctant to marry someone from our Bai family, is there such a thing?" ”

Zhao Fangyin hurriedly shook his head when he heard this: "Where is it, it's just that the descendants of the Great Song Dynasty are young and ignorant, how dare she disobey the will of the Bai family, the descendants of the Great Ming Dynasty?" ”

Bai Mei nodded after hearing this, and smiled slightly: "That's it, very good...... Brother Zhao, let's do it again...... Huh......"

At this time, Bai Mei suddenly felt a pain in the center of his eyebrows.

It's as if something is stuck in the center of my eyebrows.

But what exactly is it, Bai Mei didn't notice it.

Since advancing to the innate realm, Bai Mei has never felt pain, what kind of feeling is it.

What's more, his current skills have gone further, and even reached the level of the legendary "Earth Immortal", to a certain extent, he is no longer an ordinary person, but an otherworldly existence, and he will not experience what it feels like to be in pain.

But now, there is a great pain in the soul.

God, before I knew it, there was someone who threatened my soul, who was it?

How the hell did that man get his soul hurt?

Bai Mei didn't understand.

And Zhao Fangyin, who saw Bai Mei's painful face, was shocked: "Brother Bai Mei, what's wrong with you?" Should I see a doctor? ”

"It's okay, it's okay, don't bother Brother Zhao, it's an old problem." Bai Mei shook his head, pretending to be relaxed.

Now is the period when the descendants of the two major dynasties of the Ming Dynasty and the Song Dynasty join forces, and there is absolutely no basket to come out.

In fact, Bai Mei didn't know that it was Zhang Lang who hurt his soul.

Originally, the soul sent to the white dove, which was the soul of the white eyebrows.

That thing was originally a tool for Bai Mei to control his apprentice.

It didn't hurt the white eyebrows.

Because Bai Mei defeated Feng Qingqing in order to improve his skills, he practiced a lot of forbidden books.

Soul splitting is a forbidden technique he cultivates.

Under normal circumstances, after the death of his apprentice, the soul would return to his body, so that Bai Mei would not be hurt in the slightest.

But coincidentally, this time Yan Shisan really had backbone, and directly activated the soul imprint, materialized it, and turned into a soul carrier pigeon.

Of course, there is nothing wrong with becoming a soul carrier pigeon.

The soul fragment that becomes a soul carrier pigeon will still return to Bai Mei's body, and it can also allow Bai Mei to get the memory of his apprentice's final death.

But the form of this soul personality was discovered by Zhang Lang, who was in the state of black pupils, and he was directly eliminated.

The elimination of the soul carrier pigeon undoubtedly caused Bai Mei's soul to suffer a heavy blow.

He was now holding back that he didn't vomit blood.

"Who the hell is it? I won't be able to spare you! ”