Until death, the black-robed man didn't know what he was wrong with, what about the cooperation that he had promised at the beginning?

Looking at the completely dead corpse, a cold arc appeared at the corner of Yang Ming's mouth, picked up the two tokens on the ground, and then untied the entourage skin bag on the waist of the black-robed man.

After some inspection, it was found that in addition to some silver tickets, there were some bottles and cans, Yang Ming opened the cap of the bottle and sniffed it, and found that there was a fishy smell inside, which made him frown slightly, but after thinking about it, Yang Ming also understood, the owner of this skin bag is the leader of the Poison Dragon Sect, and in addition to money, there are only things like poison and antidotes.

"Although it is not a pity for the people of the Poison Dragon Sect to die, you can be regarded as helping me, Lao Tzu has a great conscience, so I won't let you throw your corpse into the wilderness. ”

He took out a white porcelain bottle from the skin pouch and poured a few drops of thick white corrosive liquid on the body of the black-robed man, and immediately after, Yang Ming saw a puff of white smoke rising up, and the pungent smell followed.

Yang Ming dug a big pit in the backyard of Meteor Gate and buried these corpses together, and after doing all this, Yang Ming erected a tombstone in front of this huge tomb.

"The enemy who killed you is dead, and Lao Tzu can be regarded as avenging you, rest in peace!" Yang Ming bowed deeply three times and said loudly.

In Yang Ming's heart, no matter at any time, the dead are the greatest, no matter how big the grudge is, it will disappear after the death of the person, although this meteor gate is not related to him, but since he has met it, let these people go into the ground, he knows very well in his heart that these people are just victims of the battle between good and evil.

Moreover, Yang Ming is a martial arts fan, and chivalry is the highest dream in his heart, and these four words have also become his criteria for life and the bottom line.

Looking at the quiet courtyard, Yang Ming not only sighed in his heart, the Meteor Gate can only barely be regarded as a third-rate sect, in the face of the struggle between good and evil, there is only the share of being slaughtered, and there is no resistance at all, so he can only become a victim, this is the world of the weak, this is the fate of the weak.

Thinking of this, Yang Ming suddenly felt a sense of urgency in his heart, and he couldn't help but secretly think in his heart, if this day fell on him, what would happen?

No, never!

Slowly raising his head and looking at the deep starry sky, Yang Ming's eyes showed an unprecedented identification, and he secretly swore in his heart that no matter who he was, he would not want to control his fate.

After secretly swearing in his heart, Yang Ming turned around and left the Meteor Gate, and before leaving, a thin figure was squatting in the grass in the backyard, looking at the departing figure, as if he wanted to engrave this back in the depths of his mind.

......

Yang Ming didn't know that there were still people alive in this broken meteor gate, and he also saw everything that happened just now.

Quietly leaving the Meteor Gate, Yang Ming immediately returned to the inn, in order not to make the people of the Poison Dragon Sect suspicious, Yang Ming must find the Pulong Pharmacy at No. 29 Banyi Road as soon as possible, and wipe out the remnants of the Poison Dragon Sect.

However, he hasn't figured out the strength of these people yet, if he makes a rash move, he must be the one who suffers in the end, but the most taboo thing about this kind of thing is hesitation, if these poisonous dragon sects find out that the black-robed man is dead, then they will inevitably be suspicious, and at that time it may not be so easy for them to get in.

"There is no turning back from the bow, since he has already decided to do it, what are you still hesitating about?" Yang Ming's eyes flashed, and he kept asking himself in his heart, even if this operation failed, as long as there was no Tongqi Realm in the Poison Dragon Sect's lair, as long as he wanted to leave, no one would be able to stop him.

Now that he had made up his mind, Yang Ming would not hesitate any longer, and decided to take advantage of the fact that these Poisonous Dragon Sect members did not find out that the black-robed man was missing, only in this way could his success rate reach the maximum.

On the morning of the second day, Yang Ming changed his clothes, got into the carriage, went to the Pulong Pharmacy at No. 29 Banyi Road, got out of the car, looked at this completely inconspicuous pharmacy, it was really hard to imagine that this was the lair of the Poison Dragon Sect, however, Yang Ming also knew that this was not the time to be stunned, took a deep breath, slowly calmed the throbbing in his heart, jumped off the carriage, and walked into the pharmacy.

"Hehe, this son, is there anything I can do to help you?"

Just as Yang Ming stepped into the door of the pharmacy and looked around, a young man in a blue robe walked over with a smile on his face and made a gesture of inviting Yang Ming in.

Seeing this little guy, Yang Ming couldn't help but look up and down, although this little guy was just an ordinary person, Yang Ming smelled an unusual breath from his body.

If he hadn't paid special attention, Yang Ming wouldn't have seen anything wrong with this little guy at all, if he hadn't known that this was the Poison Dragon Sect's foothold in Fengcheng, he wouldn't have thought that a little guy would be a cult disciple.

Yang Ming glanced at the little guy strangely, didn't speak, took out a black token from his sleeve, and handed it to the smiling little guy.

Seeing this token, the little guy's smiling pupils shrank suddenly, and the eyes that looked at Yang Ming were full of vigilance, and the smile on his face instantly froze.

"Who the hell are you?"

Xiao Wei stared at Yang Ming coldly, his voice was full of vigilance, if Yang Ming's next sentence was not a code, then he would definitely take action as soon as possible to arrest this fake Poison Dragon Sect member.

"The hidden dragon is in the abyss!"

Glancing at the little guy with an expressionless face, Yang Ming lightly spit out four words in his mouth, and the vigilant little guy heard these four words, his face suddenly softened slightly, and then he nodded slightly towards Yang Ming, turned around and walked towards the pharmacy.

After Yang Ming's observation just now, there were only two small servants polishing medicinal herbs in this not too big pharmacy, and when he stepped into the pharmacy, the other one glanced at Yang Ming casually, then lowered his head and continued to work.

Looking at the back of the little guy leaving, Yang Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately followed in casually, and after turning a few laps to the left, what appeared in front of Yang Ming was a brand new courtyard, this place is not big, but it is better to be secret, if it is not for someone to guide, even if Yang Ming is given a day, he will definitely not find such a secret place.

"Come in!"

The little guy who walked in front pushed open the gate of the courtyard, turned around, greeted Yang Ming expressionlessly, and then walked in first.

"Whether it can succeed or not, it's up to you!"

Yang Ming endured the tension in his heart, tried his best to keep his face calm, took a deep breath, and calmly followed the little guy in.