"If you want others to know, you have to do nothing unless you do it yourself!"

Zhou Yi stared at the thin snake king and said this sentence leisurely.

Xue Bing, who was hugged by Zhou Yi, was unable to understand at the moment. What did this person mean by what he said?

Although when she and Lu Xiaofeng met the Snake King for the first time, she thought that such a skinny and skinny person was not a good person after all.

However, Lu Xiaofeng had great trust in him and praised him bluntly. If there was anyone in this world who could be worthy of the words "Hao Qian Yun" and "Yi Bo Yuntian", then it would be his friend.

He is truly extremely benevolent and righteous towards the gangster brothers under his command.

At that time, Xue Bing thought that people in this world should not be judged by their appearance. Although this Snake King may not look good, he is still a real hero.

But at this moment, Xue Bing looked at the Snake King twitching in pain on the ground, but he felt inexplicable doubts in his heart.

What did the Snake King allow this guy next to him to grasp?

The Snake King's eyes were dull at the moment, as if he had briefly escaped from the painful self-blame that drove him crazy, and asked: "You, what is your relationship with him?"

Zhou Yi knew who the Snake King was referring to, and said calmly: "The Embroidery Thief? I have nothing to do with him, but he will definitely become the soul of the dead under my sword, make a name for me in this world, and make a

A beneficial contribution!”

The pupils in Snake King's eyes shrank.

Zhou Yi looked at Xue Bing and said, "Don't you understand what I mean by saving you? You can just ask him now!"

Xue Bing looked at the Snake King with blank eyes.

The Snake King saw Xue Bing's eyes at this moment, and he seemed to see a needle that could pierce his heart, causing him to suffer again.

Zhou Yi said calmly: "Don't you have the face to say it?"

"Then let me tell you!"

"No..." The Snake King hissed in pain.

Zhou Yi sneered and said: "You are indeed worthy of the name of benevolence and righteousness. Lu Xiaofeng said that you are a person of righteousness and righteousness. He was not wrong. However, he did not expect that Lu Xiaofeng was not included in your righteousness and righteousness!"

Xue Bing's eyes were confused and he still didn't understand.

Zhou Yidao: "Lu Xiaofeng values ​​​​your loyalty and believes that you will protect his woman well. He also trusts you!"

"But you, you want to stun his woman, and then give it to the person he is chasing now, the embroidery thief."

I heard Zhou Yi say these words in a calm tone.

The Snake King's eyes suddenly turned red, and he roared like a wild beast: "Kill me, I beg you, kill me quickly!!"

He was full of despair and helplessness.

Xue Bing was completely lost at this moment!

What?!

Only then did she finally understand what Zhou Yi meant when he said he was the one who betrayed his brother and murdered his brother's woman, because the woman he was talking about was her.

She should have never believed this, but look at the Snake King's performance now.

How could she not believe it!

At this moment, she felt as if she was falling into an abyss...

This man... actually wanted to stun himself and then give himself to the embroidery thief!

Anger instantly appeared in Xue Bing's eyes. She wanted to speak and ask the Snake King why he did this?

If she can take action now, then she will definitely satisfy the Snake King's death wish!

"Please, kill me..." The Snake King had completely knelt on the ground, moaning feebly in pain.

Zhou Yi's eyes were cold and his sword suddenly unsheathed!

…………

Lu Xiaofeng finally found the most famous doctor in the world.

It only took him a day and a half.

At this moment, his face was covered with dust, and exhaustion and anxiety occupied everything in his heart.

However, when he pushed open the courtyard door, what he saw was an empty bed, which instantly made him pale.

Then, after seeing the contents of a piece of paper on the table, his whole body became cold and he felt powerless and desperate.

He clutched the paper tightly.

The paper was written by Honest Monk, saying that Sikong Zhaixing had died an hour after he left.

He complied with Sikong Zhaixing's last request to send his body back to his hometown in Jiangsu and Zhejiang for burial.

Lu Xiaofeng wanted to catch up immediately.

However, a thought in his mind made it difficult for him to move as if his legs were filled with lead.

He will not forget what Sikong Zhaixing asked him to do in the end.

It was said that it would be three days later, and now it is one and a half days later.

That is tomorrow afternoon!

Sikong Zhaixing asked Lu Xiaofeng to help him win the bet.

Proving that his reputation of stealing the king is not a lie.

This is the last reluctance of a good friend who has died.

What reason did he have for not helping him fulfill his last wish?

"Sikong, don't worry, Lu Xiaofeng will definitely protect your reputation!"

Lu Xiaofeng tightened her grip on the piece of paper on the table, her eyes firm at this moment.

…

It’s almost the turn of summer and autumn.

Autumn is extremely tight, the atmosphere is sultry all day long, and the insects in the forest seem to be suppressed by the sultry weather and find it difficult to make a sound.

Suddenly there is a gust of wind!

Dark clouds are coming!

Here at the nunnery, the mountain breeze blows.

The rain is coming and the wind is blowing!

No one was taking care of the nunnery that Jiang Qingxia had left, and the strong wind before the storm made the door of the nunnery flap wildly.

What a strong wind!

In the wind! In the forest!

A man is waiting with his sword in hand.

His underwear is pure white, his robe is pure black, and the sword in his arms is a dark and simple color.

The person is Zhou Yi.

In this strong wind, a person walked towards Zhou Yi.

A man with four eyebrows.

Lu Xiaofeng.

Zhou Yi frowned slightly: "Where is Sikong Zhaixing?"

Lu Xiaofeng said coldly: "He is dead!"

Zhou Yi was slightly stunned, silent for a while, and said: "It seems he lost!"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "No, he didn't lose!"

Zhou Yifeng raised his eyebrows and looked at the sword in Lu Xiaofeng's hand.

Lu Xiaofeng never uses a sword. He doesn't need to use a sword at all, because his fingers are already worth any weapon in the world.

Seeing the sword in Lu Xiaofeng's hand, Zhou Yi's heart moved: "Is Sikong Zhaixing really dead?"

Lu Xiaofeng said expressionlessly: "He is dead!"

"I'm here to fulfill the bet for him. The things you asked him to steal are now on me!"

Zhou Yi smiled and said: "Great!"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Draw out your sword!"

A "choking" sound!

Zhou Yi calmly drew his sword out of its scabbard and said: "I wonder how much heat you have received from the flying immortals outside the sky?"

Lu Xiaofeng was silent inside.

Swordsmanship is not for practice. The swords of Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng are both for killing people.

Therefore, they now need to use their own swordsmanship to kill people to prove the authenticity of this swordsmanship.

Boom, a sound of thunder!

The violent wind was about to subside, and thunder and thunder shook the sky.

A silver snake snaked down from the sky, washing the sky white.

At this moment, the light of thunder and lightning illuminated their faces.

The two of them are moving!

Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng!
Chapter completed!