Listening to Liao Wuwei's exposition of his singing and crying history of blood and tears, Yang Ming had a feeling of crying and laughing, this guy's master is really a wonder, and he threw his apprentice into this barren mountain and mountain without saying a word, which is really a beautiful wonder in the martial arts.

"Let's not talk about me yet, how did you get in?" This time it was Liao Wuwei's turn to be depressed, he was thrown in by his master, but Yang Ming came in again? Could it be that she was also thrown in by her own master?

Hearing Liao Wuwei's inquiry, Yang Ming's face suddenly became gloomy, he entered this damn ghost place, it was completely due to the mongrels of the Tiger Roaring Hall.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Ming told his experience one by one, and the more Liao Wuwei listened, the more angry he became, and a thick murderous intent flashed in his triangular eyes.

"Lao Yang, don't worry, this Qiu brother will help you remember, once your Grandpa Liao goes out, the first thing is to poison Tiger Roaring Hall, destroy the bandits in Tiger Ridge, and help you out of this breath......" Liao Wuwei gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and said viciously.

Even Lao Tzu's brothers dare to bully, these bandits are really tired of being crooked.

Don't look at Liao Wuwei, who is usually out of tune, once he gets serious, he can do anything, Yang Ming doesn't doubt his words at all, if it weren't for this, he wouldn't be qualified to step into the door of the Nameless Pavilion.

Looking at Liao Wuwei, who was angry, he couldn't help but flash a touch of emotion in his heart, and then said in a deep voice: "I will deal with this matter myself, if you have this heart, just help me find out the identity of this person behind the scenes." ”

Hearing this, Liao Wuwei nodded heavily, it can be regarded as accepting, if he does it rashly, he will be a little suspicious, and it will be difficult for Yang Ming to catch them all in the future.

After a moment of silence, Liao Wuwei regained his hippie smile and took out a snake skin package from his body, which contained snake gall bladder and poison sac, as well as a pot of essence blood.

Among these things, except for snake gall bladder, the others are full of poison, and only those who have cultivated special exercises can make full use of them.

Therefore, the snake gall naturally belonged to Yang Ming, and the rest of the things were put away by Liao Wuwei.

This is the snake gall of a one-horned black snake that has lived for a hundred years, although it can't speed up the cultivation speed, but if Yang Ming can take it, the body's resistance to poison will definitely be greatly strengthened.

Thinking of this, Yang Ming was about to swallow the snake gall, but at this moment, a cold and hoarse voice slowly sounded in their ears.

"Sure enough, you killed the descendants of the Guardian Divine Beast, you really deserve death...... the words fell, and a figure wrapped in a black robe slowly appeared, his gaze swept over the snake skin on the ground, and a thick killing intent burst out from his body.

"Guardian Divine Beast?" Hearing the voice of the black-robed man, Liao Wuwei's triangular eyes turned slightly, and his heart moved violently, and after a while, he immediately exclaimed: "You are the remnant of the Poisonous Dragon Sect......

A few hundred years ago, this Demon Horn Ridge was the territory of the Poisonous Dragon Sect, and this place was famous, it was precisely because of that poisonous Jiao, listening to the tone of the black-robed man, this person must be the remnants of the Poisonous Dragon Sect that had not been eradicated in the past.

"Jie Ji, I didn't expect that after so many years, I would still remember the ...... of the Poison Dragon Sect" The black-robed man laughed gloomily, and said: "However, this can't be a reason for your life, according to the laws of the Divine Sect, anyone who kills the descendants of the Divine Beast will have only one end, and they will be thrown into the Ten Thousand Snake Cave as blood food." ”

Hearing the words Ten Thousand Snake Cave, Liao Wuwei suddenly shuddered, others may not know the Ten Thousand Snake Cave of the Poison Dragon Sect, but for an expert who plays poison, this is not unfamiliar.

The Ten Thousand Snakes Cave is a specially set up place to punish the traitors of the Poisonous Dragon Sect, and according to the ruthless character of these people, the horror of this Ten Thousand Snakes Cave can be imagined.

Liao Wuwei was really angry and cried, but he didn't expect to slaughter a black snake casually, and it actually led to the remnants of the Poisonous Dragon Sect, which didn't let people live.

"This senior, do you see if you have misunderstood, we didn't know about that animal just now... The Divine Snake is the guardian beast of your sect, and it was only in desperation that he made a little heavier......"

Before he finished speaking, his sleeve robe shook, and several black silver needles suddenly burst out, hitting the throat of the black-robed man.

"Lao Yang, why are you still stunned, hurry up and run away!"

In the moment when Yang Ming was stunned, Liao Wuwei had already grabbed his arm, didn't even want anything on the ground, and ran directly towards the outside of the cave.

Seeing this scene, the black-robed man was obviously slightly stunned, and then with a wave of the black sleeve robe, a strong internal force flew these poisonous needles out.

At this time, Liao Wuwei and the two had already run out of the cave, and their figures gradually became smaller.

"Hehe, what a cunning boy, but this Demon Horn Ridge is the world of my Poison Dragon Sect, no matter how you escape to the ends of the earth, you don't want to escape from the palm of this heavenly capital. The black-robed man looked at the back that was gradually moving away, and laughed gloomily, and then waved his robe, and his figure suddenly disappeared slowly in place.

Running all the way, Yang Ming's forehead was also in a cold sweat, the feeling that this black-robed man gave him was too terrifying, and he had almost no desire to make a move, if it weren't for Liao Wuwei's wit, they would really be planted this time.

"Lao Yang, it's not a way for us to escape like this, according to the strength of the black-robed man, we will be caught up sooner or later, this matter started because of me, it is up to me to attract his attention, you hurry up and run for your life outside the Devil's Horn Ridge......" Taking a breath, Liao Wuwei gritted his teeth and said.

Hearing this, Yang Ming frowned and reprimanded angrily: "Liao Wuwei, if you say this again, don't blame me Yang Ming for not recognizing you as a brother." ”

Although Yang Ming is also afraid of death, there are many ways to die, for the sake of friends, he can put life and death aside, for the sake of morality, he will die nine times without regrets.

If he is allowed to leave Liao Wuwei and run away alone, then what is the meaning of practicing martial arts at the beginning, and when he thinks of today in the future, will he feel ashamed.

Besides, he remembered the dart master who died because of him a few days ago, if he really escaped, would he be worthy of them who died?

"Yang Ming, this is not the time to be reckless, it is better for one person to die than for two to die. Hearing Yang Ming's words, although Liao Wuwei was inexplicably moved in his heart, he was still unwilling to give up and continued to persuade each other.

"Okay, you go, I'll help you block him!" Yang Ming snorted coldly, his body actually stopped, and said in a deep voice.

Hearing Yang Ming's words, Liao Wuwei also stopped, according to the speed of the two of them, he couldn't get rid of this black-robed man at all, thinking of this, he couldn't help but panic in his heart, if he didn't insist on killing this black snake, he wouldn't let Yang Ming face such a crisis.

"Why, what a touching brotherhood, it's just a pity that none of you can leave today. ”