Shen Lang shouted angrily: "It's not that I can't spare your life, but you slut dare to hurt my senior sister. Do you think I will let you go?" Bai Weiwei was so scared that she was so sad that she was so embarrassed and exclaimed: "Fellow Taoist, the little girl doesn't want to die yet, please let me go! As long as you spare my life, the little girl is willing to be your wife and concubine, serve tea and water to warm the quilt, as long as the fellow Taoist doesn't treat the little girl as

Just collect and repair it freely like a cauldron."

Shen Lang smiled grimly and said, "Just because of you, a vulgar fan, do you think I can like you?"

"I..." Bai Weiwei was speechless, and an inexplicable sense of frustration arose in her heart.

She always felt that her appearance was amazing and hard to reach for women. However, Shen Lang said that she was vulgar and this hit Bai Weiwei a little.

"You bitch, you want to survive, so hurry up and cure my senior sister! If she has any problems, I will tear you into pieces and scatter your soul and refine your soul!" The hundred-eyed demon glared at the Huabai Silver Snake with fierce terrifying eyes.

“Yes, yes!”

Bai Weiwei was so scared that she trembled all over. The terrifying aura released by the Hundred-Eyed Demon suppressed her breath so much that she didn't dare to take a breath.

The Hundred Eye Demon took back the iron tail of the white silver snake, and Bai Weiwei turned back into a human form, with blood all over her body.

Bai Weiwei obediently followed Shen Lang's instructions, endured the pain, limped to Xia Shan'er's side, pressed her hand on Xia Shan'er's blood-stained back, and sucked out the toxins that penetrated into Xia Shan'er's body.

In the blink of an eye, blood no longer spilled out of the wounds on Xia Shan'er's body, and the wounds were healing and scabring bit by bit, and the breath gradually returned to a steady state.

Seeing that Xia Shan'er's condition improved, Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief.

The violent gaze of the Baimei Demon immediately turned to Yang Wei and Jin Hong, and said with a ferocious expression: "If you two wastes have nothing to say, I will send you back now!"

"Don't!"

Yang Wei was so scared that he was so scared that he shattered his backbone. He said in panic: "Don't... don't kill me! I beg for mercy, beg for my life for fellow Taoists! I am willing to be a slave to fellow Taoists... one year!"

Shen Lang sneered: "Are you teasing a three-year-old child?"

"I will be a slave for you for a hundred years! Oh no, it's a thousand years!"

Yang Wei's eyes widened and his mouth kept throwing new conditions out.

Seeing Yang Wei bowing to Shen Lang, Jin Hong let out a hoarse roar: "Yang Wei, you, a timid waste, can you be considered a descendant of the Seven Saints of Meishan?"

Yang Wei's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot and scolded: "Jin Hong, don't pull me into the water, you miss by yourself, don't take me with you!"

"At worst, I'm just dying!"

Jin Hong stared at Shen Lang with anger and roared: "Boy, I tell you! I lost to you, I am not as skilled as anyone else. If I want to kill and cut, I will listen to the emperor! But I want me to beg for mercy, but I dreamed!"

Shen Lang's eyes shrank. Although Jin Hong was violent and bullying the weak, he was still a little bit backbone.

"If Senior Seven Saints of Meishan saw you three trash descendants, I don't know what expressions should be shown! Because you are descendants of the Seven Saints, I will spare you this time. If there is a next time, I will definitely not be merciful!"

In the end, Shen Lang suppressed the anger in his heart. No matter how much Yang Wei and Jin Hong deserved to die, they were descendants of the Seven Saints of Meishan.
Chapter completed!