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Section 1 The Lord of the White Stone Palace

Hanzhe lay in a pool of blood and lamented his luck. It was so bad. Yun Ye could escape the disaster unharmed in the crater where Yun Ye was about to erupt. He just got eleven snakes to bite people. In the crater where Yun Ye was about to erupt, he just got eleven snakes to bite people.

He failed every time. The snake's head was cut off, and at least three of his ribs were broken by the old guy, who vomited blood until he died.

Judging from the sarcastic look in the old guy's eyes, his two skinny hands resting on the back of the chair, and the whole person looking very quiet, no one could have imagined that just now, this old guy had broken three of his own son's ribs.

Han Che looked at the messy snake heads on the ground and felt a little regretful. If the dryness in the cave hadn't affected the speed of the snake's attack, he might have succeeded. It was surprising that the half-dead old guy could still have such skills.

It was an accident. He was obviously roaring loudly, which should have covered up the rustling sound of the snake crawling. How could he still be discovered?

"Bai Yujing's power of bewitching is really powerful. He let us kill each other without any bloodshed. You and Bin Meiren have been together for a year or two, and your whole person has changed. It has been contaminated with too much worldliness. But you don't know that this is Bin Meiren."

The scary thing about charming people is that they walk around in the world in the face of others. They have the methods of ghost kings, the transformation of dragons, and the thoughts of saints. When I told you not to have too much contact with charming people, you didn't listen. Now, now

It’s too late to regret.”

How could Han Zhe believe these lies? He asked himself that he was not bad at wisdom. He had been with Yun Ye for two years and had carefully observed him for two years. He could see Yun Ye's wisdom, Yun Ye's stupidity, Yun Ye's love, and Yun Ye's hatred.

He knew very well that these could not be faked. If he could not find out that Yun Ye was wearing a mask after two years of getting along day and night, he thought he could die.

"I saw the rubbing of the jade plaque you sent back, and it is indeed real. You said Yun Ye gave you the jade plaque to play with for a month? It's a saint's method. He knew you couldn't discover those secrets, so he showed it to you.

, Hanzhe, think about Bin Meiren's style. He is the smart one and he is the fool. He is the one who overthrew the wealthy family for the singing girls. It was he who massacred the city in Goryeo. Such a changeable character has shown that he is Bin Meiren.

Charming, you still fall into the trap and don't know how to extricate yourself. Is Baishi Palace destined not to be Bai Yujing's opponent? "

Thinking of what Yun Ye did, Han Zhe sighed, why does this bastard have to be such a complicated person? Why not be simpler? One person is the same in front of others, and the other is the same behind others. It hurts him and now he wants to

I don’t know where to start in my argument. Didn’t Sun Simiao’s secret medicine never fail? Why doesn’t it work until now?

The skeleton-like old guy finally stood up. He walked up to Han Zhe with a smile and squatted down. He reached out and dipped some blood from the corner of his mouth, put it in his mouth and sucked it in. He seemed to be enjoying it very much.

"Young people's blood tastes delicious, especially yours. It always makes my heart burn. Hey, I can't bear to kill you to get your blood. Although I'm almost dead, I still can't kill you unless you and

Your sister can give birth to a child, and only in this way can I end your pain. Do you think I can't find your sister if you ask Pang Zhun to hide her?"

After saying that, he pulled the handle next to Han Zhe, and an iron cage slid over. Pang Zhun, who was short in stature and extremely ugly, lay on the bottom of the cage like a toad. The skin on his back was gone.

The flesh and blood showed a strange bright red color, and Pang Zhun was conscious. He could not even feel the pain. When he saw Han Zhe in the pool of blood, he whispered: "Young Master, I didn't say anything, I want to commit suicide.

But there's nothing I can do, I can't hold on much longer.

Han Zhe did not look at Pang Zhun, but looked at the old man's skinny and naked feet thoughtfully, raised his head and said to the old man: "The medicine I got from Sun Simiao has actually taken effect, right?"

The old man smiled and nodded: "Yes, it was just suppressed by me in the lower limbs. I didn't expect that a mortal could have such a domineering drug. It probably came from Bai Yujing, right?"

Hanzhe shook his head and said firmly: "It has nothing to do with Bai Yujing. This is a drug developed by an ordinary Taoist. He wants to use this drug to anesthetize people so that he can operate on people.

It is very magical to cut out diseased organs. I helped him several times when I was in Lingnan. He is a very good expert."

After he answered the old man's words, he said to Pang Zhun in the iron cage: "Xiao Zhun, if you bear with me a little longer, I will get you out of the iron cage after a stick of incense, wash your wounds with clean water, and remove those itchy things."

I’ll cleanse you with all the medicine.”

The old man patted Han Zhe's face and pointed at himself, meaning that without his consent, Pang would have died. He thought that Han Zhe had hallucinated due to excessive blood loss.

"Do you know what I envy Yun Ye the most? It's his extraordinary luck. I myself was cursed by God because of my bloodline. I have always thought that I have no good luck in this life. Now it seems that I am finally getting lucky.

I am very sure now that as long as I kill you, my luck will get better and better."

The old man was worried that Han Zhe would die, so he touched his broken bones with both hands, carefully connected his bones, and put Han Zhe into a comfortable position with gentle techniques, just like a loving father taking care of his baby.

Pang Zhun's eyes suddenly discovered an aspect that was beneficial to him, and he asked Hanzhe happily: "Is the snake you found poisonous enough? If it's not poisonous enough, we will still die."

"It's very poisonous. I've tested it, and the venom of one snake is enough to kill forty or fifty people. I also tested it on a big bull, and it took just one stick of incense to kill it."

The old man stood up suddenly and looked down at his legs. There was a venomous snake's head hanging on his ankle. He was very sure that he had killed all the venomous snakes. Why was this? He tore open his trouser legs and saw that the whole leg had been

It swelled up. He screamed, and a flash of white light flashed, and the leg that had been bitten by the poisonous snake was severed from the root. Unfortunately, the blood spurted out was still blue-gray, and the poisonous gas had spread to his body.

Hanzhe smiled and said to Pang Zhun: "I found that what Yun Ye said was generally reasonable. He said that after the head of a poisonous snake is cut off, it can still bite people for half an hour or even longer. I thought he was

It’s nonsense, but now it’s verified that it’s true.”

"Then you recover quickly. My medicine will be very itchy after the strength is over. I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it. I will tell him whatever he asks then." Pang Zhun was also very happy, especially when he saw the old man chopped off his leg.

After the blood spurted out was still poisonous blood, I felt even happier.

"I will kill you now." The old man jumped over on one leg like a zombie, approaching Hanzhe little by little.

"Stop pretending, the inheritance of Baishi Palace is more important than your life. You only have a root like me now. If you don't pass it on to me, who will you pass it on to? Hurry up and tell me any secrets that need to be revealed as soon as possible, otherwise the Baishi Palace

The inheritance would not be complete.”

The soft sword in the old man's hand fell down with a clang, and he fell beside Han Zhe and said in a pleading tone: "Get married to your sister soon, and give birth to children and grandchildren soon. There is a jade tablet under the cloud bed in Baishi Palace.

There are also several books that record that if you practice hard, you will eventually become an immortal. Bai Yujing has already walked in front of us. You must be careful not to approach Binmei."

Han Zhe frowned and said: "I will not marry Shi'er, let alone have children with her. After I get the jade medal, I will go to Yun Ye to discuss the details. If the condition for becoming an immortal is to marry Shi'er

, Go to hell and become an immortal, old man, do you have anything else to say? If not, then die early!"

The old man snorted lowly and hung his head on the ground. His bald skull was covered with age spots, but it was not as lively as before. Two long eyebrows were scattered on the ground and were blown over by the hole.

The breeze blew gently.

After waiting for a while, Hanzhe noticed that the old man was silent, so he tried to push with his hand. Seeing that the old man didn't respond, he turned the old man's body over and found that he was already dead. He was not poisoned to death, but was angry to death.

, his two eyes were wide open, and there were two strands of blood and tears left in the corners of his eyes. The blood was a very pure dark red...

Hanzhe struggled to stand up, and amidst the beast-like roar after Pang Zhun's medicine had passed, he picked up the soft sword, first cut off the old man's head, then the remaining limbs, and then completely cut open the body.

After taking a long breath, he scooped a large gourd of water from the water tank next to him and poured it on Pang Zhun's red muscles. After pouring more than a dozen gourds of water, Pang Zhun's roar slowly subsided. Just now

Pang Zhun, who was feeling more comfortable, turned his head to Han with all his strength. After he withdrew, he wanted to see if the old man was dead.

"Xiao Zhe, you didn't smash his head. This is all trouble. Go and smash it quickly. Cut the body into more pieces. Pour oil on it and burn it. Don't worry about me. I can stand it. Xiao Zhe, I

I just saw some hope, and I don't want it to be ruined. Go quickly!" Pang Zhun slapped the iron cage with his hand like crazy and kept urging Han Zhe.

A man as tall as a mountain came over and lay down in front of Han Zhe, drooling and giggling. Han Zhe took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth. He pushed the big face away angrily and sat down against the iron cage.

"Han slave, what a silly slave, you go and smash that meat ball into pieces, yes, that's it, use force, it's good, break everything else into pieces too, use the hammer in your waist." Pang Zhun kept seducing Han slave.

, seeing Han Nu smashing the old man’s body into pieces bit by bit, he then weakly lowered his head and laughed.

"Xiao Zhun, I don't even know whether I should call you second uncle or second brother! How will we live our lives in the future?" Han Zhe closed his eyes and leaned his head on the iron cage and asked Pang Zhun feebly.

"Second uncle, from now on you will call me second uncle, and you are not allowed to mention the word second brother. You go to Yun Ye and ask if there is any way to pass on our bloodline? Your second uncle, I gave birth to four slaves in twelve years, little

Zhe, you can't be like this, you can't be like this... go ask Yun Ye, he might have a solution. Ask him after he's healed."

Pang Zhun cried heartbreakingly, Han Zhe looked at the top of the cave with blank eyes, and suddenly loudly ordered: "Light up, light all the lamps that can be lit!"

The new Lord of the White Stone Palace finally issued his first order. The faint figures in the small cave quickly dispersed, and after a while, the cave was as bright as day.

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