If a person wants to live long enough, it is best not to make extraneous branches, and to do less to make fewer mistakes. In the rivers and lakes, sometimes the cost www.biquge.info of making mistakes is great, great.

The beggars who drive snakes are called the White Jade Devil.

More than ten years ago, he once had a fury because of his animal nature, in Suzhou Tiger Hill, raped and killed 17 yellow flower virgins in a bad tone, and the old gang leader was angry and determined to execute him by family law. Who knew that after this person committed the crime, he also knew that the situation was not good, so he had already hidden, and the old gang leader couldn't find him, so he had to expel him out of the door first.

Over the years, many people in the rivers and lakes have gradually forgotten about this person, and they can't imagine that today, they suddenly see him again here.

In the years of hiding in Tibet, the White Jade Demon has not been idle. All of the poisonous snakes he had painstakingly caught from the barren forests and swamps of the poor mountains and valleys, fed them with various poisons, and trained them with hard work. This time, he was able to plot against the Shadowless Divine Sword Zamuhe, and these poisonous snakes contributed a lot, and he himself also wanted to use these poisonous snakes to run rampant in the rivers and lakes.

It's a pity that the next moment, Jiang Feng's hand doesn't know when there is an extra knife. The cyan hilt, the purple blade, and the faint light flowed between the blades, and no matter who it was, as long as they looked at it, they had the feeling of being targeted by wild beasts at night.

"This knife is so familiar, isn't it ......?"

As a generation of famous knife makers, Zamuhe is a treasure for almost all famous knives in the world.

The first time he saw this knife, he remembered a knife that has been in the limelight in the rivers and lakes recently.

"Purple, no, according to legend, Xiaolou listened to the spring rain overnight, but it was ......"

At the moment when Zamuhe was puzzled, a purple light flashed, as if turning into a moving vortex.

Those poisonous snakes seemed to be stupid in an instant, and after approaching the river wind one by one, they actually stood motionless in place. Except for the slight tremor of the snake's body, he didn't know that the attack was alive to dodge.

The sword flashed, and the next moment, twenty snake heads and twenty bloody snake bodies were scattered all over the ground.

Stepping over the body of a few snakes that were still writhing, Jiang Feng suddenly threw away the sauce meat in his hand, he smiled while walking towards the white jade demon, and said at the same time: "Not long ago, someone once told me that if you want to live on the rivers and lakes, first of all, you must kill everyone who wants to kill you!"

If the explanation is useful, then this river and lake can't help but seem a little too cute.

The reason why the White Jade Demon was originally called the White Jade Ink Beggar, and the reason why he changed his name to the White Jade Demon was because he understood that in this cruel river and lake, sometimes, a little more ruthless and a little worse, can live a little better.

I saw that the white and tender palms of the White Jade Demon were faintly revealing a general green aura at this moment.

Such a pair of hands, which do not require any weapons, are already more terrifying than most weapons in the world.

The palms are flying, and between the slightly fishy palm shadows, the moves are sharp, only attacking but not defending. Just because Jiang Feng made a move, the White Jade Demon knew that he was never an opponent.

But the weaker you are, the less timid you are. Otherwise, you'll just die faster.

The knife was already in his hand, the knife was out of the sheath, and the white jade demon's hands were less than an inch away from Jiang Feng's throat, and then, Jiang Feng's knife was still in his chest.

"What's going on, isn't it an embroidered pillow that is strong on the outside?"

No matter what time it is, the White Jade Demon will never miss an opportunity to kill an enemy. Therefore, the next moment, instead of the slightest hesitation, he surged with internal strength, wanting to increase his strength and gently touch Jiang Feng's skin.

Over the years, he has traveled all over the world, and he has practiced countless kinds of strange poisons on his hands. The toxicity on these hands is only comparable to that of the Blue Devil's hand.

But the next moment, the White Jade Demon's eyes suddenly opened so wide, so big, he saw Jiang Feng's smile, and the tip of the knife was just blocking Jiang Feng's lips. A drop of blood, red, warm, is by no means the blood of a cold-blooded animal, so, whose blood is this?

Internal force poured out from the dantian, however, the next moment, it suddenly spread out in all directions. The power, all the power in the body, has flowed out of the white jade demon's body like a tide.

"Is it all over? No, I can't die, how can I die before that old thing of mercy? I, I, I ......"

The figure that fell to the ground with a bang, followed by a voice from Zamuhe: "Dare to ask the young man if he is Jiang Feng?"

"It's me, what, you want to do it too?"

Killing one is killing, killing two is also killing, Jiang Feng, who was taught by Invite Yue and Lianxing, never felt that killing was something that should not happen.

"No, no, no, Jiang Shaoxia's life-saving grace, Zamuhe is grateful. It's just that Zamuhe has a reluctant request, and he also asks Jiang Shaoxia to agree. ”

"I don't say yes. ”

Before Zamuhe could speak, Jiang Feng had already opened his mouth to refuse.

At this time, Naza Muhe grabbed Jiang Feng in front of him with an arrow, and suddenly took out a small burden from his arms, and said: "Jiang Shaoxia is slow, and he will never let Jiang Shaoxia shoot in vain." ”

Without waiting for Jiang Feng to speak, Zamuhe had already opened Jiang's small burden like lightning: "A stack of thick silver tickets, each one is ten thousand taels of silver, it seems that there are fifty or so ones." Blood jade, glazed golden crown, black jade horse...... A few small and delicate things, all of which are priceless. ”

Seeing Jiang Feng's motionless appearance, Na Zamuhe's eyes suddenly flashed with determination, and he untied the gale knife on his waist. also put it in front of him, and said: "Although this big wind knife is not as precious as Xiaolou's overnight spring rain, it is also a rare magic knife in the world after all, plus him, how about it?"

"I don't lack these things, I also have my own things to do, since you have so many good things, please be smart, it's not difficult to compare!"

Jiang Feng just turned around, but he heard a "plop" sound behind him, and when he turned around, Jiang Feng's face changed suddenly.

Even if the street has just died, it is by no means short of curious eyes.

There are very few people in the rivers and lakes who are not afraid of death, there are very few people in the rivers and lakes who are not afraid of losing face, and there are even fewer who are not afraid of both.

People say that the man has gold under his knees, and he kneels in Zahemu, and from now on, no matter what, he has lost everything he has worked hard for many years.

In an instant, Jiang Feng had disappeared.

"Whether I say yes or not, you're going to lose everything, and I'm curious to know, what are you for?"

Although he couldn't see Jiang Feng, Zahemu still knelt down and said: "I'm really desperate, I originally brought these things to a friend of mine, and she said that she was in trouble and needed money. But when I traveled all the way, I found that this was a trap, and she was very likely to be in danger. ”

"Then why didn't she set this trap?"

"No way, as long as she says a word, I am willing to die for her!"

"You want me to save her?"

"Not bad!"

"Okay, in that case, if you can exchange your life for her, I can take action. ”

"Her name is Qiu Lingsu. ”

Zamuhe's voice was very soft, as if a heavier one would hurt the name. The next moment, the sword flashed, and his gale knife was already heading towards his throat. (To be continued.) )