Alliance leader Song stood behind her, his face looking ugly for a while.

"Father, you must avenge your daughter. I want Dao Ge, and I will never break off the engagement with him." Song Jingyun's heart was as sharp as a knife. She understood that even if Lan Cai'er became Yan Jiu's woman, Dao Ge would not

Will give up and give up.

"Jingyun, please wake up. That Dao Ge is just a young master of the Demon Sect. If he hadn't carried the First Demon Treasure, I would not have agreed to your marriage with him in the first place."

Dao Ge resolved the crisis in the mercenary alliance. Instead of being grateful, Alliance Leader Song became even more angry.

He was angry with Dao Ge for insulting his daughter, and even more angry with the people in the Underground Palace of Hell, who completely ignored him as the leader of the mercenary alliance. He was very angry in his heart.

"But my daughter just likes him. Father, you know so many people, you must have something to do, right?" Song Jingyun cried so hard that when he saw his beloved daughter like this, Alliance Leader Song felt pity and anger at the same time.

"Hmph, how could I let go of someone who offended me, Song, so easily. The 'evil' is Yan Jiu, and the 'emperor' must be Wu Zhong. These two big demons of the underground palace of hell, coupled with Bo Qing's

Little devil, those two female mercenaries are related to them, that is, evil devils. A few days ago, several disciples from the Hunyuan Sect came to the mercenary alliance to inquire about the Qiankun Purple Bamboo. I did not tell the truth at that time.

Report. Now it seems that we can kill people with borrowed knives and let the Hunyuan Sect people deal with them." Leader Song sneered twice, with a poisonous light in his eyes.

After he said that, he immediately went to repair a letter and ordered someone to send it out.

At that time, Wu Zhong and others were rushing to Zizhuling.

Everything that happened in the mercenary alliance was unknown to Ye Lingyue and Boqing who were in Zizhuling.

After Ye Lingyue marked Qing Lei, she returned to the camp and met Bo Qing, who was getting angry with the young master.

As soon as Boqing saw Ye Lingyue, he had a look of resentment on his face.

"Thirteen, otherwise, we won't care about that Wong Tai Sin. Tonight, tonight we will do whatever it takes to find the Qiankun Purple Bamboo. If we stay here for a few more days, I'm afraid I can't help but bring that old pervert to

Chop it into minced meat." Bo Qing gritted his teeth as soon as he mentioned Wong Tai Sin.

What annoyed him the most was that the old pervert was still in the camp just now, trying to seduce Thirteen.

Just thinking about it, Bo Qing felt like he was pretending to be a fire-breathing dragon, wishing to burn Wong Tai Sin alive.

"We have the Leilin Bell in our hands, and I have marked the Qinglei lurking around. After tonight, if Wong Tai Sin still doesn't act, we will sneak away." Boqing coaxed Wong Tai Sin again.

They lied again, and the other party also neglected their precautions a lot.

Earlier, they ordered seven or eight people to guard their tent, but when Ye Lingyue came back just now, there were only four people left guarding the tent.

It wouldn't be difficult for them to take action in the dead of night.

That night, Ye Lingyue and Bo Qing extinguished the lights in the tent early, and Huang Taixian and others did not take it seriously.

It wasn't until around midnight that Ye Lingyue heard some unusual noises.

Long Baobao hugged Xiao Zhiyo and was sleeping soundly. He was gently pushed awake by Ye Lingyue.

Bo Qing opened a corner of the camp cloth, and outside the camp, Huang Taixian and more than 20 disciples were arranging tasks.

"Leave seven or eight people down to guard the tent, especially the two beauties in the tent. We must not let them escape, otherwise I will kill you." Huang Taixian glanced at the tent with evil intentions.

He waved his hand and walked towards the northwest of Zizhu Ridge with the remaining disciples.

"The location I marked earlier is also in the northwest part of the mountainside of Zizhu Ridge. About half an hour ago, I felt a vigorous vitality. That should be a sign that the Qiankun Purple Golden Bamboo is about to appear." Boqing said softly.

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"There are four Taoist disciples guarding outside the camp, and four others are patrolling nearby. You and I can deal with two of them each."

Ye Lingyue made a gesture, Bo Qingxin understood.

Boqing and Ye Lingyue rushed out from the left and right.

Boqing's fingers were like hooks, and he suddenly struck one of the Taoist disciples with his claws. His figure was like a running cheetah, extremely fast.

With one claw falling, the Taoist disciple's skull turned into dregs like tofu. He didn't even have time to cry out for help, and he already died.

Hearing the strange noise behind him, another disciple suddenly turned around. He only saw a gorgeous face, which suddenly flashed before his eyes.

Bo Qing's elbow had reached down and hit his throat. There was only a clicking sound, and the man's neck tilted and he slid to the ground silently.

The time it took to kill two people, before and after Boqing, actually did not exceed two breaths.

He was thinking about Ye Lingyue, and when he turned around, he saw that the other two Taoist disciples had fallen to the ground.

Their eyes were wide open, their limbs were stiff, and there was a dagger stuck in their chests. It was obvious that they were killed by a single blow. Unexpectedly, Ye Lingyue's killing method was also like this.

"How many of you are there?"

A panicked voice interrupted suddenly.

It turned out to be a disciple who was patrolling and suddenly came back.

And almost at the same moment, Xiao Zhiyo, who was shrinking in Long Baobao's arms, shook his hair, and his fierce aura surged.

Its feet flew into the air and its claws danced out a few bright lights. It flashed out, its figure surged several times in mid-air, and the strong wind from its claws suddenly fell on the head of the disciple, who unexpectedly

It was no match for Xiao Zhiyo's terrifying physical strength, and was beaten into a pulp by its claws.

"Don't be stunned, Xiao Zhiyo, put your xiaolongbao on your back and we'll follow Wong Tai Sin and the others."

Ignoring the stunned expressions of Bo Qing and Long Baobao, Ye Lingyue gave an order, and Bo Qing and Long Baobao came back to their senses, looking for the direction in which Huang Taixian and others left.

The night is getting dark, on Zizhu Ridge, the wind is miserable and the moon is fading.

Along the way, Ye Lingyue carefully avoided the ambush of Qing Lei, and there were only bursts of insects or beast roars around her.

Not long after, the terrain gradually became rugged.

"just in front."

Bo Qing soon discovered that the direction Wong Tai Sin and others were heading was exactly where he had marked the place earlier.

Three people and one beast fell silently into the darkness, looking at the scene ahead from a distance.

Zizhuling originally had purple bamboos planted all over the mountain, hence its name.

But since the discovery of the Purple Golden Bamboo here, a large number of warriors and alchemists have poured into this mountain paradise.

The purple bamboos were cut down in patches, and the mountain forests that were originally dense with bamboos became bald day by day.

It wasn't until Huang Taixian arrived here with the disciples of Qinglei Dao Sect. They relied on formations and restrictions to plant a large number of Qinglei and drove those people out, and the area returned to peace.

What puzzled Bo Qing was that he had secretly visited that location earlier and found no whereabouts of the Qiankun Zijin Bamboo.
Chapter completed!