Chapter Twenty-Four: Purple Jade Jade Xuan

In the misty wind and snow, goose-feather snowflakes danced unscrupulously, countless sharp ice spikes penetrated their skin, huge ice stones rolled down from their heads, and viscous blood dripped on the snow, condensing into blood-red ice crystals, shining with a red cold light. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Oh, excuse me...... I...... I forgot to tell you...... This thing is very powerful!" In the whistling wind and snow, there is a kind of calm atmosphere, except for the roar of the wind and snow, there is a dead silence, Zhao Haochen, with his mouth open, and a frightened face, seems to have done something wrong, his heroic face shows a look of remorse, a little anxious, waving his hands, apologizing again and again, and his handsome face looks sincere and charming under the reflection of the sun.

"Don't get in the way, don't get in the way, don't take it to heart!" his chest rose and fell, he hesitated for a moment, and his black robe covered an ugly face with a crawling centipede, and it was difficult to emerge with a look that was more ugly than crying, like laughing, but looking at it......

Zhao Haochen, who had a serious face, was full of grief, as if there was a huge insect meandering and climbing in his chest, rising and falling, constantly squirming, his serious face was full of ruddy, and a handsome little face was very uncomfortable.

"It's good if it's not in the way, then you guys fight quickly, otherwise it's such a cold day, you are willing to wait, I don't have time to watch, such a wonderful performance, I don't want to miss it!" Zhao Haochen, who looked at everyone with a longing face, flashed with anticipation in his two black pupils, and the corners of his curved mouth showed a slight smile.

The two groups of people were stunned, the faces in the black robe flashed with a look of surprise, the cold brows were like two crooked earthworms, upturned, the sinister smile at the corner of the mouth also disappeared suddenly, the snake-like eyes were cold and gray, staring at the handsome young man in front of him, faintly bubbling with white cold air.

The brocade-robed young man had a trace of Qiji's face, like a dark cloud entrenched under the dazzling sun, which suddenly dissipated, and his surprised face raised slightly, then lowered again, and a dim light flashed in his eyes.

Chaotic wind and snow, male and female synergy, the top of the mountain, the bottle thrown casually has such great power, let alone myself.

The washed white clothes were wrapped around his body, and the clear white on the right shoulder was even more eye-catching, as if it was caused by long-term friction.

Zhao Haochen's face was in the misty wind and snow, revealing a feeling of jealousy. The handsome boy furrowed his dark eyebrows slightly, looking at a tame cheetah, and his burning gaze projected from under his soft eyebrows, exuding a light of expectation. The whole person seems to be like heaven and earth as one, like a sharp sword blade standing between heaven and earth, invincible.

However, a cheetah is a cheetah after all, even if it is tame, it is the same.

Zhao Haochen, the shadow viewer in the black robe, didn't mean to interfere, with a rampant smirk under the gloomy smile, he said secretly: "What's the use of high martial arts, you still have to die, your end is not long!"

Like the jet-black palm of a ghost that has just crawled out of hell, there is a huge python that swallows red letters, and its dark green eyes are breathtaking, and with a wave of it downward, the Heavenly Poison Sect is fighting with the brocade-robed boys.

Zhao Haochen's face that was frosty due to impatience, as if melting snow, showed a bright smile, like spring flowers, filled him with a thrilling charm, turned his head slightly, and said softly to Zhuge Wan'er: "The Heavenly Poison Sect must be buried here, you just see, I want to avenge the dead people in the town!"

Zhuge Wan'er turned her head and looked at the young man in front of her.

Cold snowflakes shrouded his handsome face, and his resolute face was like a cluster of glow in the deep sea, firm and warm.

A fountain of happiness flows through my heart!

The black-robed man led by the man moved his palm, and dozens of poisonous snakes, rats and ants swarmed out, like bees seeing honey, more like a group of hungry people, competing for delicious food.

Through the cold aura of Sen Ran, the brocade-robed young man suddenly found that the dense poisonous insects were intertwined with each other, occupying the huge space under his feet, and squeezing several of his people into a small range.

Fear is like a cold poisonous snake, climbing up to the backs of several people, braving the cold.

In the midst of the panic, two poisonous insects with a foul smell jumped up and lay on the lap of a middle-aged man, and their sharp mouthparts surpassed ordinary swords, like electric drills in the 21st century, spinning, and drilling into them in the blink of an eye.

The red veins protruding from the roots of the legs exude a terrifying aura, sticky and bloody wriggling, like countless huge roundworms churning in a pool of blood, and among the meridians, the viscous and stinking jet-black liquid flows along the legs.

With the faint sound of tearing flesh and blood, the cry of grief was like a magnificent epic in the empty wasteland, thrilling.

Crystal tears mixed with jet-black venom rolled down, making a violent sound of "snorting" in the clothing earth.

After a convulsion, it was black and the snow slowly covered it......

"Fluttering Lingling" Several poisonous insects flashed their wings and rushed towards the brocade-robed boy, less than a zhang away, and they watched it, and the movements in their hands were too late......

The next moment, the brocade-robed young man convulsed all over his body, and his body was covered in jet black!

However, at this moment, Zhao Haochen's body erupted with an aura of arrogance, indifference, and hatred like the sea, full of killing, and when he raised his legs and feet, he disappeared in a flash, and there was no breath at all.

"Jianzi?" Zhuge Wan'er stared around.

A hairless and slick thing flew out at once, and in mid-air, there seemed to be an invisible sharp blade, cutting it all over the place, looking like a sharp bone knife, sharp and sharp.

No more, no less, ten Heavenly Poison Sect members, thirty poisonous insects, rats and ants, forty bone knives with a sharp roar, and the Grim Reaper opened its arms to them.

"My barbecue snow chicken!" Zhao Haochen suddenly spoke, looking at the bone knife that shot out like a sudden wind, with a displeased face, crying and mourning, and roaring, the voice of grief resounded through the wasteland.

Qi Shushu's gaze came, and when he saw the bone knife in front of him, his gloomy eyes were round, and his face was full of disbelief, and he fell in a pool of blood.

The brocade-robed young man's face was terrifying, and his round eyes were full of fear and excitement, "Thank you Shaoxia for saving your life, Ziyu Yuxuan is grateful!"

"Eh, Ziyu Yuxuan?" Zhao Haochen was a little surprised, only the young master of that force respected this title, but he didn't expect to save the young master of that force.

So, in this chaotic wind and snow, is it friend or foe? Is it right to fall to the ground? Will you be buried in this wasteland?