Here, Dongfang Ruo waited for more than four hours, and couldn't help but fly to Siguoya. Even if the disciple who had already established the foundation was thrown on it and froze in a coma for four hours, he should have no breath at this moment and become a dead person. No matter how capable Qi Bishu is, he is nothing but a little bastard whose soul has been locked and destroyed.

Unexpectedly, there was only a pool of blood left in the snow, and the rest were traces covered up by the heavy snow.

Ran?

Dongfang Ruoxu is simply incredible, not to mention being deliberately stepped on by Lu Xuan and breaking his fingers, just the palm of his back when he was carried over, this kid can't stand up alive, let alone leave Siguoya!

If this kid can really endure so well, then he really has to get rid of it tonight, otherwise don't know what uproar will be caused in the future!

Dongfang Ruoxu's eyes narrowed, flashing scorchingly, and swiftly swept away in the direction Qi Bishu fled.

This kid can't run very far, the huge Penglai Zong, the thirty-six peaks, the ban was set by the former head, even if he was lucky enough to leave the Siguo Cliff, he would not be able to escape the Penglai Zong.

Dongfang Ruoxu noticed Qi Bishu's figure from a distance, with a mocking smile on his lips, but he was not in a hurry to catch up, but like an eagle catching a chicken, he took all Qi Bishu's panic in his eyes, only to see that kid He was about to flee towards the west of Penglaizong, and he finally became impatient.

Don't want to die. Don't want to die.

He doesn't want to die!

Qi Bishu dragged his exhausted body desperately to escape, but his eyes suddenly darkened, his spiritual power was suppressed, and the pain like peeling skin and bones hit him. It passed by and threw it into the cold pool of Penglai Sect.

He quickly fell from the sky, his chest cavity was submerged by the cold water, and what pierced his eyes was full of pitch-black water——

He kept struggling, but it was in vain, like being filled with lead and sinking, until the top of his head was also submerged by the bottomless cold pool, and he didn't even have time to show the horror in his eyes!

Why do you hate him so much-

Why hate him enough to kill him—? !

Qi Bishu was sunk into the cold pool, struggling desperately, helpless and powerless, but his body kept falling and sinking. Too weak, why is he so weak? Can't even protect yourself?

Will he die? How do you get revenge if you die?

He doesn't want to die!

When he was about to suffocate, he struggled violently, opening his scarlet eyes in the bone-chilling cold pool.

At this time.

The quiet pool surface was shattered suddenly, and a slender and clean hand quickly grabbed towards him. The water pattern was violently turbulent, and the level of cultivation of the owner of this hand was astounding. Qi Bishu instinctively grabbed the hand with his backhand regardless of the danger, just like grabbing a life-saving straw.

Save him, he doesn't want to die...

His desire to survive is too strong...

There were even five bloodstains on that hand.

He could feel that he was slowly rising, and the owner of that hand was holding him and swimming towards the top of the cold pool. His lungs had stopped breathing, and he struggled to open his eyes, but he could only see a white robe, setting off a deep pool of waves.

I don't know how long it took, maybe just for a moment, Qi Bishu felt that he was saved.

But at the same time, his will was finally exhausted, his consciousness dissipated, and he was replaced by a deep exhaustion. He was still holding that hand tightly, and before he fainted completely, he saw the person who saved him in the moonlight. It is a young face with a beautiful appearance, and the eyebrows are as cold as water, high and arrogant, but I don't know if it is my illusion, and I actually pry into it.

Concerned?

Qi Bishu's heart was full of blood, and he stared at this person blankly. He realized that the hand of the other party he was holding was warm, warm... His eyes suddenly turned red, until he was completely unconscious.

Chapter 103

Feather Mountain.

Qi Bishu was having a nightmare, and there was cold sweat on his forehead. In the dream, the ghosts and claws headed by Dongfang Ruoxu and Lu Xuan came up.

He didn't understand, if the elders of the Penglai Sect hated him, why would they take him up the mountain when he was young? If Dongfang Ruoxu hates himself so much that he wants to die, why does he have to accept himself as a disciple? Could it be that he wasted thirteen years just to torture himself? !

It's all because he is too weak and too weak to be bullied like this! If one day he survives and becomes stronger, will he be able to protect himself?

He didn't want to dieand he didn't want to go on like this

The strong desire to survive stirred in Qi Bishu's heart, causing him to suddenly open his eyes and spit out a mouthful of black blood.

not dead?

Qi Bishu was startled, and then his chest throbbed, and the pain caused him to take a breath of cold air. He found himself in a hot spring pool, and the white medicinal bath waterfall flew down from the top, stirring up white mist, which looked smoky and could not be seen clearly. surrounding scenery.

Although the pain all over his body is like being peeled to the bone, but he actually survived?

Qi Bishu's heart was filled with grief and hatred. There is no way out of the sky, and don't know who the kindhearted person who rescued him was, but since he survived, this time, his revenge against Dongfang Ruoxu must be avenged!

At this moment, a series of footsteps came from far and near.

A disciple wearing a fine brocade robe with black geese appeared in front of him. This disciple was born white and tender, about the same age as him, but at first glance, he grew up in brocade clothing and jade food. He was holding a plate in his hand, and there was a medicine bowl on the plate. Reluctantly, he squatted down in front of him and sprinkled the contents of the medicine bowl into the hot spring.

The hot spring was immediately hot, almost burning off Qi Bishu's skin.

"What is this?" Qi Bishu was wary, and stepped back a few inches towards the edge of the pool.

The disciple glared at him and said, "If I want to cook you, of course I have to add a little MSG."