Hearing his cry for help, Zhang Lufeng looked sore, hesitated for a moment, left the lion's consent, shot the lightning into the distance, and ran away.

Lion Cong is the main mount of the Boxi tribe. It is okay to ride on the brilliance of martial arts and power, but when it reaches the critical moment of life and death, its speed is far faster than that of flying gourds, flying carpets and other objects.

Therefore, in order to escape, the two of them had their first reaction to escape from the BMW.

Jiang Luo whistled, called the immortal feather crane, and bit Zhang Lufeng tightly.

When Zhang Lushan saw Jiang Luo walking away, he breathed a sigh of relief and felt extremely grateful to his brother. However, before he had time to escape in the opposite direction, Cheng Yaojin appeared again.

A small family with a jasper with a thorn hairpin and a cloth skirt was walking in the air, with spiritual power all over her body, and a confident smile on her face that was inconsistent with her age and appearance.

Zhang Lushan was stunned for a moment, quickly stepped on a flying carpet, and left at lightning speed, and flew out more than ten feet in one go.

However, Yao Lingshan was faster, and she flashed, jumped steadily in front of him, opened her tender white palm, and shook the bloodthirsty beads in her hand.

The pink pearlescent light turns from light to deep, and eventually turns into blood-red, blooming on Zhang Lushan like fireworks in the prosperous era.

With a thump, Zhang Lushan fell from the air, and his tendons became loose and there was no blood on his face in fear.

When Zhang Xuemei saw this scene, she was filled with mixed feelings and finally understood why Jiang Luo favored this inconspicuous girl.

I had to accept that the girl's cultivation and courage were far above her. The round bead was obviously an innate secret treasure. Maybe all the treasures in her storage bag were worth more than the sum of them.

A pure white lion drove towards her, and the woman on the horse looked beautiful, which was seventy-seventh-seventh-something to her.

This girl is her half-sister, Zhang Xueying, an enemy who hates her to the core and repeatedly harms her.

"Why don't you run away?" Zhang Xuemei asked in confusion.

Zhang Xueying smiled coldly, and her whole body was filled with chills, "Where can I escape if you invite such a powerful helper?"

Every day and every other is dead. I want to die in your hands. You and I have been in conflict for hundreds of years, and today it should be a break."

"I just happened to want to have a break," Zhang Xuemei shouted lightly, jumped, and used 90% of her spiritual power to turn into a long sword, and thrust towards Zhang Xueying decisively.

Zhang Xueying crossed her hands and condensed a half-moon-shaped light blade in the air. When her body moved, the light blade broke.

It came out of nowhere and patted Zhang Xuemei on the shoulder.

"boom……"

The two spiritual powers collided violently, and the power was evenly matched, and it was difficult to decide the outcome.

"Actually, I don't care about the position of the patriarch at all, I just want to kill you," Zhang Xueying murmured in an inaudible voice, with a purple-red snake in her hand.

"Swish!"

The little snake wrapped around Zhang Xuemei's broad wrist, and the snake's head was just pressed against the back of her hand, and two poisonous fangs as thin as golden needles were stabbed deeply.

"ah……"

Zhang Xuemei was caught off guard and moaned on the spot, her breathing became heavier and her body was shaking.

"This is the most poisonous purple soul snake in the world. I have been raising it for three years to deal with you, hahaha."

Zhang Xueying was proud, her arrogant face was a little distorted. Just as she was full of complacency, a cold and playful voice sounded in her ears.

"Hehe, don't be too proud."

She was worried and looked in the sound, seeing a face that was not familiar but extremely scary.

Jiang Luo came back, holding a bloody head in his hand, which was Zhang Lufeng's head.

"you……"

Zhang Xueying had never seen Jiang Luo's terrifying skills, but she had heard his legend and could not help but feel timid after hearing too many stories. At this time, she had no confidence in winning the sudden appearance of Jiang Luo.

Jiang Luo was too lazy to talk nonsense to her, so he stretched forward with his right hand and grabbed her shoulders violently.

"Click!"

He took off her shoulder with one move, then he flew up and kicked her to the ground. His movements were neat and neat, without any hesitation.

During the battle, Jiang Luo didn't have the four words "pleasantness and sacrificing" in his heart.

Zhang Xuemei still fell to the ground, like an angel with broken wings, with blood stained on her white skirt, and she smiled sadly, "Brother Jiang, if I die, you... ask my little cousin, he knows... where the secret way is."

Jiang Luo hugged her head, grabbed the seven-inch purple soul snake's eyes, and looked at the scattered snake eyes, "Don't worry, you can't die. Snake gall can relieve snake venom, use poison to fight poison, and then use spiritual pill to nourish the body, and you will be able to recover your health soon."

"Thank you", Zhang Xuemei fainted.

Jiang Luo pinched the abdomen of the purple soul snake, took out a little spiritual power, and cut a slender hole, and took out the snake gall from it.

Slap sex!

Zhang Lufeng and others threw away their weapons, knelt on the ground, and bowed to Jiang Luo.

Jiang Luo was too lazy to pay attention to them, so he glanced at Huang Li and said, "I want to save your family leader, you can explain it to them."

"Yes", Huang Li pushed away the people around him, drove his horse to the front of the team, and began to teach these people who were unfaithful and unrighteous in his heart in a long and long way.

Jiang Luo gently pinched, rubbed his hands, completely combined the snake gall and the elixir, and then opened Zhang Xuemei's cherry-showing mouth and fed her the antidote.

Jiang Luo looked at Yao Lingshan and said: Lingshan, please take care of her. I am a big man and it is not suitable to be too close to her."

"Okay", Yao Lingshan agreed readily, and a sweet smile appeared on her lips.

She has been wandering for hundreds of years and has seen all kinds of male cultivators who are hypocritical but actually thieves and prostitutes. This is the first time she has met a gentleman like Jiang Luo.

Moreover, in order to avoid suspicion, Jiang Luo refused to marry Zhang Xuemei for a while, but did not hesitate to ride on the immortal feather crane with her. It can be seen that in Jiang Luo's heart, the weight of the two was completely different.

Satisfaction, sweetness, relief, and all kinds of feelings are intertwined.

As soon as the visiting leader died, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals changed their minds and turned to light.

On that day, they sent Zhang Xuemei back to the tribe and were also treated with the highest standard.

It was quiet late at night, without a trace of wind outside, and it was particularly stuffy.

Jiang Luo breathed a sigh of relief, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to practice, but as soon as he closed his eyes, blood foam flying everywhere and white bones piled up into a mountain of tragic phenomena.

For some reason, he felt a little ache in his heart when he saw killing, and a sense of guilt arose.

Many people actually have no grudge against him and have never done anything that is harmful to the world, but for his own benefit, he became an executioner.

Once there are more killings, his heart will become cold, but why is he still heartbroken?

Before he knew it, his clear eyes turned scary blood-red, his face turned blue and white, and a black air slowly emerged from his head.

After a while, the clear female shouted: "Brother Jiang, Zhang Xuemei has woken up and wants to see you immediately."

Yao Lingshan walked to the door, swept her spiritual sense. Seeing Jiang Luo's strange face and two strange black knives hanging above her head, her heart skipped a beat and she pushed it away quickly.
Chapter completed!