The Heaven Ladder

"Jiemo, I have destroyed most of the Delu mansion, and the rest are estimated to be some old, weak, sick and disabled, but..." smiled and patted Jiemo on the shoulder. Xiao Yihan stretched out his hand and pointed to somewhere. "I'll keep the master of the Delu mansion for you, and you can finish him yourself!"

Leng Leng stared at Xiao Yihan for a moment. A touch of emotion flashed in Jiemo's pupil, hesitated for a moment, and slowly shook his head.

"Master, let's go!" he got up slowly, and jemo glanced at the old man's half dead figure, with a strong sense of killing in his pupils.

After a long time, jemo sighed gently and went straight out.

"Don't you kill him?" Xiao Yihan asked with a puzzled look at Jiemo's limping figure.

"I'm going to end him myself. It's meaningless to kill him half dead now. I'll let him despair when he recovers his hope!"

Jie Mosen's cold words came slowly. Xiao Yihan was a little stunned. Then he nodded with satisfaction. Without any hesitation, he walked quickly to Jie Mosen.

"Master, these people are poor people. Let them go!" looking around at the faces full of begging color, Jiemo sighed and smiled at Xiao Yihan.

Hearing Jiemo's words, Xiao Yihan nodded in agreement. At the moment of mentioning the elegy of God, Xiao Yihan was suddenly stunned, and a color of thinking gradually filled his pupils.

A moment later, Xiao Yihan's face suddenly sank, put away the elegy of God, and his pupils became unusually cold.

"What does their life and death have to do with me? Why should I save them? A group of oil towing bottles. Look at their half dead appearance. What's the use of saving them?" looking around at the pairs of desperate eyes, Xiao Yihan raised a sneer of disdain.

Hearing Xiao Yihan's words, Jie Morton was stunned. He looked at Xiao Yihan blankly. His pupils were full of puzzled colors. In a trance, he seemed to feel that the man in front of him suddenly became strange.

"Master, they are also poor people. It's a little help..."

"What's a little help? In this world of the jungle, you tell me a little help? Jiemo! I've taught you for so long. Why do you still have such women's benevolence?" Xiao Yihan shouted fiercely, staring at Jiemo, and his vitality spewed wildly.

"Shifu... You... You changed... How did you..." looking at Xiao Yihan's murderous appearance, Jiemo suddenly felt a burst of pain in his chest, and two lines of hot tears rolled down his congested pupils. "Shifu, you weren't like this before, Shifu..."

Looking at Jiemo's painful appearance, Xiao Yihan sighed helplessly, his strength slowly converged, and stretched out his hand to hold him in his arms.

"Little brother! Don't beg him! When will he bow to others in his life? Thank you for your kindness! You are a good man! I understand this feeling! But your master! Hehe, if he is outside, I will surely break him to pieces!"

"That's right! Although we are prisoners, we are not lowly people. Go outside and inquire about the chivalrous name of my demon shadow tiger! Ha ha! Even if I die, I have to stand and die without kneeling!"

"Hahaha! What you two brothers said is really in my heart. I won't beg you again. Let's go!"

"Brother, your name is Gemo, right? Remember! If you have fate in the next life, I hope we can become a passer-by, ha ha!"

"Little brother! Let's go! It's not suitable to stay in such a dangerous place for a long time!"

Hearing the noise from around, Xiao Yihan couldn't help but arouse a smile, but it was fleeting, replaced by a pair of arrogant and domineering disdain.

"Hehe, some people will talk big, like you. If my disciple saves you, what can you give him?"

"Master..."

"Don't talk!"

Before Jie Mo finished, Xiao Yihan glared at him fiercely, immediately interrupted his words, grasped the elegy of God, looked cold, and looked like a bloodthirsty and murderous God.

"Hehe, if younger brother Jiemo saved us, we will repay! Although I am penniless, I still have strength, and I am still a person! As long as younger brother Jiemo said a word, I would not hesitate to let me go up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire! But if you bastard saved me... I would rather die in this iron prison than step out of this iron prison!"

"That's right! If it's brother Jiemo, we're willing to follow him around and listen to him! But if it's you... Hehe, I'd rather drink a knife to commit suicide!"

"Hahaha! I'm a man in the snow area. When did I fear life and death? I've been wandering under the fangs of fierce animals all year round. My head has long been hung on my ancestral grave! Such a small scene... Ha ha, I'm used to it!"

"There are indeed some iron men, but most of them are greedy for life and afraid of death!" looking around, Xiao Yihan smiled and muttered to himself, "but that's enough!"

Looking at the arrogant people, Jiemo secretly bit his teeth, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly knelt down to Xiao Yihan.

"Shifu, please! Save them! They were all entrapped by people of the drew family, you know..."

"Bang"

Before Jiemo finished speaking, a deafening sound of explosion sounded. When he heard the reputation, he saw that one of the iron prisons had been broken, and Xiao Yihan was waving the elegy of God in his hand.

"The iron prison is really hard enough. If it doesn't have the strength of the peak of Wuhuang territory, it can't be broken." after shaking off the iron filings on the elegy of God, Xiao Yihan whispered with a smile.

"You... Why did you save me!" seeing Xiao Yihan splitting his iron prison, the burly middle-aged man was surprised at first, and then stared at Xiao Yihan with a frown.

"I don't want to save you. If my apprentice hadn't begged me, you thought I would take care of you?"

"Shifu..." after staring at Xiao Yihan for a while, Jiemo suddenly grinned, "Hey, actually, Shifu, you have this idea for a long time!"

"Me? Ha ha! Don't be silly!" after Bai Jiemo glanced at him, Xiao Yi smiled coldly. Instead, he stared at the burly middle-aged man again, "you are my disciple Jiemo's rescue, so you don't have to care!"

Looking at Xiao Yihan quietly, the burly middle-aged man didn't speak, but his pupils were full of complex colors.

Everyone wants to live, and no one wants to die. At this time, watching a way of life put in front of him, who can not be moved?

"I tell you, I was saved by brother Jiemo! So I don't owe you anything, and you don't want to get any benefit from me!" he glared at Xiao Yihan fiercely, and the corners of the big middle-aged man's mouth raised a trace of disdain, "so if you want to go back, kill me before I recover my strength! Otherwise..."

Before the burly middle-aged man finished talking, Xiao Yihan went straight to another iron prison. His indifferent face could not see the slightest emotional change.

"I won't kill you. I said, you were saved by my disciple. If you have anything to say, talk to him!"

"Bang bang"

The deafening sound of explosion sounded one after another. In less than a incense burning time, Xiao Yihan destroyed all the iron prison, and the people in the iron prison came out one after another.

"I declare again! You were saved by my disciples and have nothing to do with me! I never like to be a good man!" looking around at the slightly distorted faces around, Xiao Yihan's mouth aroused a faint smile, "Because of some things, I have to leave Gemo, so I need you to stay and protect him for me. If I find any of you absent or Gemo injured when I come back, you'll die!"

After that, Xiao Yihan's breath suddenly opened, his vitality mixed with murderous spirit, swept wildly, and soon filled the whole underground cave.

Feeling the terrible smell as thick as a mountain, everyone was surprised. Then they showed a look of fear, and looked at Xiao Yihan again. His eyes had changed greatly.