"Thank you, Brother Zhu, help!" Bai Yunting flew to the ground and hugged Zhu Zishan.

Only then did Shang Mingzhe realize that the life-saving straw he thought was actually from someone else's group.

Bai Yunting held a flying sword in her hand, pointing directly at Shang Mingzhe's neck.

"Shang Mingzhe! You said! Where are you locked up by my Bai family?" Bai Yunting roared with a stern expression.

"In Dingquan Lake, my Shang family is stationed." Shang Mingzhe replied.

"Why do your Shang family want to detain them?" Bai Yunting asked again.

Unexpectedly, Shang Mingzhe smiled strangely, turned his head aside, and stopped talking again.

"You!" Bai Yunting was angry, but didn't know what to do.

"Let me do it." Zhu Zishan said lightly.

Bai Yunting nodded, withdrew the flying sword and retreated aside.

Bang!

Zhu Zishan stretched out his big hand and lifted Shang Mingzhe up like a little chicken.

"Heroic man, I say!" Shang Mingzhe suddenly said anxiously.

Zhu Zishan stopped...

"Heroic man, listen to me, I will tell you a big secret. Have you ever heard of the barbarian monk in the desert?? The powerful cultivator of the Golden Elixir of the same period as the Lord of Firemian Palace three hundred years ago, his treasures are hidden in a scroll, and the scroll is in the hands of the woman behind you."

"Heroic man, believe me! What she told me in person just now was that the scroll was a Sumeru mustard seed, and all the treasures of the barbarian monks in the desert were included in it." Shang Mingzhe said with a wink and clever look.

Zhu Zishan turned to look at Bai Yunting.

Bai Yunting thought for a moment and patted the storage bag and took out a picture scroll.

"Brother Zhu, this thing is that scroll. I bought it from the auction with ten thousand spirit stones."

"Brother Zhu is really not to hide it. I have read a rare travelogue before, which records that the monks of Dasha possess a magic weapon-level formation map. I guess it is this thing. Friend Zhu saved my life and I am willing to present this treasure with both hands!" Bai Yunting handed over the scroll with both hands.

Plop.

Zhu Zishan threw Shang Mingzhe who was holding it in his hand into the sand, then stepped on his back with one foot, then took the scroll with one hand and took it in his hand to study it.

But he couldn't see the difference in this scroll. Maybe it was a treasure, but he couldn't use it now.

"I don't understand! Why do you tell this guy about such an important secret?" Zhu Zishan said, stepping on the meat pad under his feet.

"Brother Zhu doesn't know anything. Although I suspect that the Shang family murdered the exiled monks of my Bai family, I have no evidence. The Shang family and my Bai family belong to the Tianchi League. Without evidence, I cannot attack them. Therefore, I can only arouse their greed and let them take the initiative to attack me. Only then can I defend myself and kill them against them." Bai Yunting explained.

Zhu Zishan nodded.

This is indeed Bai Yunting's personality.

"This magic weapon array diagram is useless to me, so I'd better give it to you." Zhu Zishan handed the scroll in his hand back.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Zhu." Bai Yunting was not fond of love either. She took it with both hands and put the magic weapon array diagram back into her storage bag.

"Brother... you failed to provoke the discord, what other tricks do you have?" After Zhu Zishan finished speaking, he kicked Shang Mingzhe hard in the waist.

Bang!

Shang Mingzhe bent into a shrimp, his face was flushed red, he gasped heavily, his forehead was covered with sweat, and this kick seemed to have kicked the kidneys...

"Fellow Daoist, please save his life. I also want to save the Bai family." Bai Yunting persuaded from the side.

"Don't worry, I can't die. He still has a waist." Zhu Zishan said indifferently.

Zhu Zishan raised Shang Mingzhe, who was sweating profusely.

"Humans are a very strong life. If you don't have many things, you won't die. For example, your eyes are redundant, I'll dig it out for you."

Puff!

Zhu Zishan used his fingers to quit two eyeballs.

"Ahhh..." Shang Mingzhe screamed wildly while kicking his feet.

"There are also unnecessary ears, I'll tear them off for you." Zhu Zishan said lightly.

Puff, puff.

The two bloody ears were pulled down by Zhu Zishan.

"Ah!" Shang Mingzhe's entire face was blurred, and blood was dripping from the base of his ears.

"The tongue is the same, I'll help you pull it out." Zhu Zishan reached out to grab Shang Mingzhe's tongue.

"No!" Bai Yunting screamed loudly.

"Fellow Daoist Zhu, if you pull off his tongue, he will not be able to speak. Then how can we ask for the news?" Bai Yunting asked.

"It's okay, he can write by hand." Zhu Zishan said indifferently.

"But your hand has been twisted off by you." Bai Yunting said anxiously.

"Oh...yes, it's okay, his neck can still move, he can write with his head on the sand." Zhu Zishan said in an indifferent tone again.

Zhu Zishan pretended to open Shang Mingzhe's mouth without any mercy and pulled out his tongue.

"The nest is pine, the nest is pine, the nest is pine..." Shang Mingzhe's tongue trembled wildly, but unfortunately his tongue was caught, and he couldn't even explain the word "I say".

"Brother Zhu, he is going to say it!" Bai Yunting shouted anxiously.

"Oh...what he wants to say it? That's a pity." Zhu Zishan let go reluctantly.

Shang Mingzhe, covered in blood, knelt on the ground. At this time, his body was incomplete and the road was destroyed. He could be said to be completely lost for a moment.

He smiled miserably and said, "Bai Yunting! You are so amazing! How did you guess that the exiled monk of the Bai family fell into the hands of my Shang family?"

"Luck." Bai Yunting answered two words lightly.

This is indeed a truth.

If it weren't for attending the auction and happening to meet Shang Mingzhe, Bai Yunting would never have doubted it.

Bai Yunting originally planned to question Shang Mingzhe outside the city to relieve her doubts, but unexpectedly, when she met, Shang Mingzhe changed her face, which was equivalent to not asking for help...

"Luck!? OK! I admit it, Bai Yunting, I tell you that the exiled members of your Bai family are in Dingquan Lake. As for why they were imprisoned by my Shang family..."

"Hahahaha..." Shang Mingzhe burst into laughter.

Now that his body is incomplete, his path has been destroyed, and his ambitions have emerged, he is completely relaxed.

"You'll know if you go and check it out yourself, why do you need to ask me?" After Shang Mingzhe finished speaking, he suddenly bit his tongue.

Then the tongue sprayed blood foam towards Zhu Zishan.

If you can't beat you, you will be covered in blood!

Bang!

Of course, Zhu Zishan was not easy to meet, so how could he let him spray dirty his new clothes, so he raised his leg and kicked it.

This kick was extremely hard and kicked the heart.

Shang Mingzhe flew into the air and died after landing.

Although Shang Mingzhe was dead, there was a relief smile on the corner of his mouth.

As a cultivator with a successful internal cultivation, Shang Mingzhe is not easy to die. Instead of being tortured to death, it is better to take the initiative to die.

"What are you going to do?" Zhu Zishan asked.

"I don't know... I cannot ignore my Bai family, but I don't know how I should rescue my tribe?" Bai Yunting said in a mess.

"Don't worry! This guy named Shang is only willing to say that the Bai family was imprisoned in Dingquan Lake, but he would rather die than say why. His purpose must be to let you die... But from another perspective, as long as you know why the Shang family imprisoned the Bai family, you may be able to take the initiative and rescue the tribe without any injury..." Zhu Zishan reminded.

"Brother Zhu, but I have killed three members of the Shang family, and the clues have been cut off..." Bai Yunting said with a frown.
Chapter completed!