"He knew that I had sent a lot of people to guard the intersection and that he couldn't escape, but he was not willing to sit still and try his luck, so he brought a bottle of wine, and if he couldn't get through, he would get himself drunk, and use it to play drunken madness, trying to prove that he was not running away, and fooling the past. Pen, fun, and pavilion www.biquge.info," Duan Zixiong said with a smile.

When everyone heard this explanation, they looked at each other and felt that it was a bit too far-fetched, only Xiu'er followed closely: "Young master, you are so powerful, this explanation should be the closest to the truth." ”

Duan Zixiong laughed proudly, poked Xiu'er's chin with a finger and said, "Of course, I'm such a smart person, and he can still deceive me with his little bit of Taoism!"

And the anxious Luo Siming saw Duan Zixiong and Xiu'er acting so intimately, and his face showed a burst of anger, and he kept saying "uh-huh" at Xiu'er, and he was furious.

Seeing this, Xiu'er hurriedly hid behind Duan Zixiong, and said in fear: "Young master, you see that he is so scary, he seems to be still thinking about me, seeing you and me so close, he is angrily scolding me!"

Duan Zixiong had long been angry with Luo Siming because he had wrong thoughts about Xiu'er, and wanted to kill him, but now seeing his greedy and angry appearance towards Xiu'er, Duan Zixiong was even more annoyed, and roared: "Kill him for me!"

"Yes!" several disciples shouted, and then began to attack Luo Siming.

Seeing this formation, although Luo Siming couldn't hear or speak, he could see that this was a death attack on him, so he could only fight back.

Four or five people besieged Luo Siming, and Luo Siming also used a killer trick against them, after all, he was the eldest disciple of the Eastern Harrier Flame Sect, and his Eastern Harrier Flame Palm still had the power to defeat several people, and several people's clothes were burned to the ground, and they were embarrassed.

Seeing this situation, Duan Zixiong was completely enraged, betrayed himself, and dared to fight back, so he flew out and fought against Luo Siming.

Although Duan Zixiong has the profound skills of his father Duan Yifeng, after all, he has just possessed profound internal strength, and he is still not ready to use and control, and his attack on Luo Siming can only be done step by step, controlling the situation little by little, and it is difficult to solve it quickly.

Annoyed and angry, Duan Zixiong continued to gather the cold air in his palm, and the thick cold air froze the air, and he suddenly pushed towards Luo Siming, and in an instant, Luo Siming's body was covered by a thick layer of ice, and he couldn't move.

Luo Siming struggled helplessly, but found that it was useless, he looked at Xiu'er hatefully, his eyes were full of flames, and he wanted to burn her to death.

Xiu'er, he's dying, and he's still thinking about you, it seems that he has a deep love for you. Duan Zixiong said sourly.

Xiu'er still had a blank expression, without a little change in emotion, and said lightly: "I don't like him at all, on the contrary, I hate him to death!"

Duan Zixiong stroked Xiu'er's shoulders and looked at Luo Siming triumphantly, while Xiu'er looked like a bird, which made Luo Siming even more angry. He kept hitting the ice outside his body with his internal force, only to see that the ice continued to bubble hot and began to drip water.

"Door master, no, he's going to break through the ice!"

Duan Zixiong still looked calm and relaxed, and said, "What's the panic, I'll add some ice to him!"

After speaking, Duan Zixiong once again hit the Western Harrier's Cold Ice Palm Xuan Qi towards Luo Siming, and the ice layer that had been almost melted just now immediately thickened a lot.

"Look at the embarrassment of a few of you, I'm ashamed of you! If you are not good at learning and art, you will be humiliated by others, hurry up and get back the face you lost just now!" Duan Zixiong said to a few subordinates who were burned enough.

Listening to the door master's orders, several people instantly burned with anger, picked up the swords on the ground and walked towards Luo Siming.

Several people surrounded him in the middle, and almost at the same moment, he stabbed Luo Siming fiercely.

At the moment of struggle, Luo Siming still looked at Xiu'er viciously, and then fell to the ground with a bang, his eyes still staring, and he didn't blink until he died.

Xiu'er stroked her heart, and seemed to be unburdened.

Seeing this, Duan Zixiong chuckled and said: "Xiu'er, don't worry, this kid is dead, no one will dare to covet your beauty in the future, you are just my Duan Zixiong alone." ”

"Who's to say it's not, no one can snatch me away from you, and you're caught by me, and you can't run away!" Xiu'er smiled.

"I can't run, how can I be willing to run?" Duan Zixiong said with a lewd smile on his face.

"Young master, bury this person quickly, I'm upset when I look at it!"

"Well, baby, it's all up to you. Come on, bury this ** quickly, so as not to be an eyesore. Duan Zixiong ordered.

So several people buried Luo Siming in a mountain col, without even a coffin and a tombstone.

"Young Master, now that Luo Siming is dead, how can you force Zhuo Yifan to ask about the secret of the Blood Drinking Sword?" Xiu'er said.

"I'm going to ask him slowly, don't be in a hurry, and when I figure it out, I'll also send him to the Netherworld, will you be reluctant to do it when Xiu'er comes?" Duan Zixiong said deliberately.

"Oh, young master, what do you say? I have never had a good impression of Zhuo Yifan, just a wasted and down-and-out boy, although he looks okay, his head is like an elm, he can't be stupid anymore. If you don't kill him then, I can try and kill him to exercise my guts. Xiu'er Jiao said.

"Oh, that's good, I'm going to have to see how you killed him. Duan Zixiong smiled and walked forward with his arm around Xiu'er's shoulders.

Night is coming soon, the mountain wind in the night of the West Harrier Cold Iceberg begins to blow, cold, if you stand on a high place, it is difficult to endure its fierceness, only the mountain depression will not feel the cold.

The mass graveyard of the Western Harrier Ice Mountain is in the col where Luo Simin is buried, and there are graves everywhere, which is the burial place of the meritorious disciples of the Western Harrier Ice Sect after their deaths, and it is also the burial place of some people who trespassed on the Western Harrier Ice Sect and were killed, but the two groups of people are separated on both sides. However, the form of the funeral is very different, on the one hand, the grave is simple and hasty, and on the other hand, the tombstone is complete, and it is a luxurious burial at a glance.

Of course, Luo Siming's grave could not be classified as the burial place of a meritorious disciple, but the burial place of the slain.

The cold wind blowing at night really confirmed its name, cold. Although the temperature is still very high elsewhere below the mountain, the Western Harrier Iceberg is unique.

And the mass graveyard is even more messy, not only is the wind blowing cold, but when you see graves everywhere, there are still cold bones and hairs.

At this moment, there was a man standing in front of Luo Simin's chaotic and humble grave, who had wrapped himself so tightly that he could not see any face at all. I don't know if it's because it's cold or because I'm afraid that others will recognize me.