The poisonous snake is trapped in the snow bamboo gate

Zhong Tianyi stroked Cheng Coral and said with concern: "Don't worry, Sango, since Master Cheng has promised to marry you to me, I will definitely take my responsibility, I will definitely defend Ziwei Gate to the death, if anyone dares to move a finger of you, I Zhong Tianyi will be the first to ask for his life・・・・・・"

Cheng Coral nodded.

"Well, Brother Tianyi, thank you, but you have to promise me that you must ensure your own safety. Now the people of Ziwei Gate are panicking, poor my second senior brother who is trapped on an isolated island is still being chased and killed by the five ancestors of the Yellow River, although my second senior brother is flamboyant all day long, but if he hears that there is something wrong with Ziwei Gate, he will definitely come to the rescue desperately, with my second senior brother's little effort, I am afraid that there is only one way to die・・・・・・"

Zhong Tianyi's most taboo is to say the name Zhou Lishui from Cheng Sango's mouth, and he can't help but feel jealousy, Zhong Tianyi, who has always been good at concealment, pretended to be concerned and said: "Sango, don't worry, Brother Zhou's fortune is great, he will definitely turn evil into good fortune, don't worry too much."

"Brother Tianyi, can you promise me one thing?"

Cheng Coral suddenly remembered something.

"If something happens to me, you will definitely try to save my second senior brother from Ziwei Gate, after all・・・・・・ after all, I am ashamed of him"

Zhong Tianyi was unhappy, but in order to win Cheng Sango's favor, he had to reluctantly agree, and at this time, Cheng Coral was at ease and hugged Zhong Tianyi tightly in his arms.

"Thank you, Brother Tianyi・・・・・・"

A night owl broke the silence of the night and landed on the ancient tree and let out a seductive wail, no matter how the Ziwei patrol disciples drove it away, it was still reluctant to leave・・・・・・ in the remote place of the mountain behind the Ziwei Gate, Qin Lingxue opened the folding fan, and was accustomed to admiring the Kunlun Snow Mountain map on the folding fan, the reddened sunset reflected on his face, reflecting a cloud of blood red, moving up along the blood-red complexion was his eyes full of hatred・・・・・・ a long time passed, except for seeing Qin Lingxue's eyes full of hatred occasionally move, he was as motionless as a sculpture。

As it got late, the vulture crossed the sky and landed on the bluestone that was less than a meter away from Qin Lingxue, not realizing Qin Lingxue's existence at all, the vulture flapped its wings and made a tiresome cry, Qin Lingxue frowned slightly, as if she was very disgusted with this "guest".

After resting on the bluestone for a while, the vulture spread its wings and was about to leave, not wanting to raise the dust around it, and landed on Qin Lingxue's clothes.

Qin Lingxue suddenly withdrew the folding fan in her hand, and before the vulture could leave the ground, a cold light shot out from the palm of her palm, and instantly shot into the vulture's chest, and immediately the blood stained the feathers red, and the poor vulture died before he realized what had happened.

Qin Lingxue turned her head slightly and glanced at it and said, "The little beast doesn't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and there is more than enough to die・・・・・・

A black shadow swept by, and instantly fell behind Qin Lingxue.

"Master Qin's shot is really vicious・・・・・・ which makes Du admire"

It was the Viper Gu Du Branch.

Qin Lingxue was about to get angry when she heard Du Yizhi's slightly sarcastic words, and her face changed.

"Hmph・・・・・・ you're here"

Du Yizhi replied: "Tomorrow, I will attack Ziwei Gate to force Cheng Buxian to hand over the Tiger Roar Sword and Qilin Satin, I don't know what the head of Qin plans to do?"

Qin Lingxue stared at the blood-red sunset in the west and thought for a moment.

"Now no one in the nine major sects of the rivers and lakes does not want to get the Tiger Roar Sword and the Qilin Satin, and now the fish and dragons under the Ziwei Mountain are mixed, I am afraid that there will be a bloody battle when you fight for me to take it, and you must help me when you see the opportunity, now the Nine Great Sects of the Martial Arts are in their own camps, how easy is it to unite to deal with the Western Regions Cult? ”

Du Yizhi is not Qin Lingxue's servant, and now the relationship with Qin Lingxue is just a mutual use, only to hear Du Yizhi say coldly: "Hmph! I didn't expect your ambition to be small?"

Qin Lingxue's face suddenly changed, and she became angry, but she took it back.

Du Yizhi continued: "If I help you fulfill your wish, then ・・・・・・ Kunlun Xue Juding's promise to your Qin master, don't forget, otherwise my Black Snake Valley will not be in vain・・・・・・

Qin Lingxue finally couldn't hold back the anger in her heart, and suddenly turned her head and stared at Du Yizhi, Du Yizhi didn't pay attention to that Qin Lingxue had already come to Du Yizhi's approach, grabbed it, and happened to grab Du Yizhi's broken arm, with a "stab" sound, the sleeve under Du Yizhi's stump arm was ripped off by Qin Lingxue.

Du Yizhi hurriedly made a move, but it was too late, only to see that Qin Lingxue's sword had already reached Du Yizhi's life.

"Dare to threaten me, don't you think there are too many things to say today?"

As he spoke, he stabbed forward with a deep finger, and suddenly Du Yizhi's blood stained his clothes red・・・・・・ "Slow" Du Yizhi hurriedly said with a little horror: "You, don't you want your Tiger Roar Sword?"

Qin Lingxue was eager for knowledge about the Tiger Roaring Sword, but Qin Lingxue still concealed it: "Do you think that you won't get the Tiger Roaring Sword if I leave?"

Du Yizhi saw Qin Lingxue's angry appearance and said: "You... You Qin Lingxue won't be such a little chicken, right? You're going to kill me with just a few words? Aren't you afraid of causing a laughing stock if you spread it? Don't forget that I still have brothers waiting for me at the bottom of the mountain, they know about my meeting with you."

Qin Lingxue thought for a while, and kicked Du Yizhi a few meters away.

"Don't worry, I, Qin Lingxue, will do what I say, and when you help me fulfill my wish, Kunlun Xue Juding will naturally be yours."

Du Yizhi struggled to get up and covered the wound and said, "Then thank you to Master Qin."

Qin Lingxue looked at Du Yizhi in his hand indifferently and said sternly: "It's best to be polite to me in the future, hum・・・・・・"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Du Yizhi took a deep breath of cold air, as if looking at the departing Qin Lingxue with some anger: "Hmph・・・・・・"

At this moment, another figure appeared behind him, Du Yizhi turned his head slightly and squinted for a moment and said politely: "Brother Dou?"

There was a burst of laughter around him, and then Du Yizhi was overjoyed, forgetting that he was seriously injured for a while, and hurriedly knelt down a few steps forward: "Little brother greets Brother Dou・・・・・・"

With a gust of wind blowing, a tall figure fell in front of Du Yizhi's eyes, only to see this person holding a vajra iron pestle, his face was as blood-red as the sunset in the west, and he was the red-faced evil god Dou Chuyi, one of the nine elders of the Wanling Divine Sect.