It doesn’t matter if others hear this “Song Ao”, but it’s not important. The key is that it falls into Ran Shaotang’s ears.

She lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, and it seemed that the "dolent gourd" and the Zhong Jiuchou met. Did the Dongcha tribe infiltrate the Shura Palace?

I don’t know if the end of the nine categories are known.

When she thought about this, her eyes stared straight at Zhong Jiuchou. The man's side face was not like Jiang Jin, but he looked a little bit like himself. Especially his tight jaw, his lines were clear, making people feel his sharpness when they looked at it.

Finally, Jiuchou's gaze swept across Song Ao's body, and suddenly turned his head to look at Ran Shaotang.

Ran Shaotang didn't have time to look at each other, and finally Jiuchou whispered with a smile: "Xiaotang, why not kill all the people in the Poison Immortal Sect directly? Can we go back to the mountain?"

Su Lun rolled his eyes in his heart.

I'm afraid my master has forgotten that he is still wearing a mask?

Ran Shaotang was stunned for a moment and subconsciously glanced at Qiu Wubing.

Qiu Wuyan was so painful that he looked at the end of Jiuchang, and looked at Ran Shaotang hatred.

He asked in a deep voice: "Duang Boss, can you let Qiu be a wise ghost before he dies? What kind of hatred do I have with you? Why do you want to kill Qiu?"

It would be fine if he didn't mention it. When it came to the pain, Ran Shaotang looked at Zhong Jiuchou blankly, as if he wanted to recall his past with Jiang Jin on his human skin mask.

In the end, Jiuchou didn't know what she meant, but she felt a little furious when she saw this strange look.

I feel bad. It’s not that my younger nephew who has a stitching habit, but suddenly changed his preferences and did not like revenge or have no illness, so I should pay attention to myself.

Fortunately, my face is not my own.

Otherwise...well, otherwise it will be more troublesome.

"I have done too many bad things, so I can't remember them, right?" In order to divert my attention, Jiuchou kicked Qiu Wubing hard.

He knew a little bit that Ran Shaotang hated and was not sick, mostly because of Jiang Jin's death.

Qiu Wubing is the most embarrassing day in his life. Of course, he was even worse than this when he was nine years old.

He groaned and fell to the ground, arousing anger in his heart.

Since he was about to die, he would take a few more people to take care of himself, and he would not be lonely on the road to the underworld.

He looked at the long sword in Ran Shaotang's hand, and then looked at the guards guarding him. It was good to grab the sword at the critical moment.

Song Ao, whose cloak was lifted off the stage, pursed his lips tightly and glared at Qin Xiaoyue angrily.

Qin Xiaoyue didn't care whether the flying knife was constantly coming out in his eyes.

Anyway, he can't speak, so let him be a mute. She can say whatever she wants.

The Xinglin and martial arts people in the audience surrounded Wu Wei and Song Ao to find out what poison they were getting? How did they get poison? How were they being saved?

After all, they may encounter these things in the future and know more about whether they are prepared or not.

In the mess in the crowd, there were sounds of killing and fighting in the backyard.

Zhong Jiuchou immediately became alert and looked at Su Lun. Su Lun had already pressed his waist knife with one hand and rushed to the backyard. Ten guards who followed him surrounded Zhong Jiuchou and formed a formation to protect his master.

Finally, Jiuchou waved his hand and asked them to follow Su Lun.

"Go and control the situation quickly."

Ran Shaotang also felt something was wrong, so he ordered Sanqi, who had been waiting quietly beside him, "Take someone over and see what happened? Be sure to pay attention to safety."

"I'd better stay with the young master. What if someone is not honest?" Sanqi glanced at the audience worriedly, and all the people planted everywhere responded to nothing.

Ran Shaotang calmly said to Sanqi: "It's okay, there are Xiaoyue and Uncle Fu here, so it's done."

Sanqi hesitated for a moment, but still took people to the backyard.

The people in the field heard the sound of swords that were getting stronger and stronger as they killed, and stopped to discuss and looked towards the backyard.

Qiu Wubing was secretly happy. There was a secret passage in the backyard, which was another shortcut to Zhuangzi outside the mountain. Only the sect master and the left and right guardians knew about this secret passage.

It seems that the Poison Immortal Sect is saved.

I don’t know if the person who came was Ma Hengyuan or the bones were dry.

No matter who it is, it will change the current passive situation.

He secretly used his internal force to force the poison out and be an internal supporter.

Unexpectedly, the poison that Ran Shaotang put on him was fine. The one he used to exercise would make it worse. He felt a pain in his heart and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Ran Shaotang sneered and patted Qiu Wubing on the shoulder with a crossbow, and said, "I forgot to tell you that this medicine is in conflict with internal strength. Don't use your abilities. Otherwise, if you don't wait for the poison to break, your meridians will break and die. Are you too excited? Don't worry, whoever dares to save you, I will let anyone see the King of Hell immediately."

Qiu Wubing dared not listen to her nonsense again.

Because every time she said something, he felt that his heart veins would be beating a few times, and there was a sign of breaking.

However, this time, what Ran Shaotang said was a bit too big.

A scream suddenly came from the field, followed by another.

Ran Shaotang and Zhong Jiuchou looked at the source of the sound at the same time, and saw that the crowds there suddenly scattered, revealing the two corpses lying on the ground in the middle.

The murderer was an old white-bearded man.

Xiang Ye, who had recovered from the dry retching, saw the old man's appearance clearly and grabbed Guo Xia's hand in surprise.

"Sir, look, it's the old man who has been talking to us."

Guo Xia's eyes fell on the old man's bloody right hand, and his body couldn't control his blood.

What kind of monster is this? He actually practices the heart-to-heart kung fu of the Black Tiger.

The two dead people on the ground were bleeding from their hearts, and they were already helpless.

This old man is so scary that he can take out human internal organs with bare hands.

Fortunately, he pulled Xiangye away from that position early, otherwise the one who encountered an unexpected situation might be his and his fiancée.

Xiang Ye also understood what had just happened, and a sense of fear surged in his heart. The little hand holding Guo Xia was icy and shaking.

Guo Xia covered his other hand with his little hand, patted him gently, and comforted him, "Don't be afraid, I'm here." After that, he pulled out his sword from his waist and stood in front of his fiancée.

I have never heard of anyone practicing this evil skill in the martial arts world. Maybe in a while, there will be a tough battle to fight.

Ran Shaotang couldn't recognize that face, but he knew his hand.

It is as thin as a chicken's feet, and like five sharp blades tied together. No wonder one palm kills people.

"It's all the bones withered." Ran Shaotang stood on the stage, emitting an irrepressible cold air all over his body.

The cold air turned into a strong murderous intent, and blood spread across Ran Shaotang's limbs and bones.

Qiu Wubing laughed twice and spat out another mouthful of blood.

Unexpectedly, the one who came to save him was the one who was dying.

Zhong Jiuchou had never heard of this kind of skill of trying to take action. He felt that this person was not easy to deal with, so he grabbed Ran Shaotang who was about to rush down to kill the enemy.

"Don't move, let me do it."

Ran Shaotang didn't listen to him at all, shook his hand away, and flew down.
Chapter completed!