v2 Chapter 787： not dead

"Not a landslide..."

Ziye murmured: "It's... avalanche!"

Her pupils dilated in an instant, shocked.

She had been to the Supreme Profound Golden Summit and knew what was going on there, so when she thought about it, she thought of the most terrible result.

She was right, it was an avalanche.

Not long after, I saw a white snow wave rumbling down on Taixuan Mountain.

That is an avalanche!

Xuelang is really like a turbulent wave rolling in the sky, rolling from the Supreme Profound Golden Roof, crushing everything!

Rolling down from the top of Taixuanjin all the way down, flooding everything in Taixuan Mountain!

The people of the Huoyun Sect who were fighting, the fierce beasts, the Daqingzi and Ergouzi who were being surrounded, and the people under the mountain.

The avalanche is about to reach the foot of the mountain.

Ziye shouted: "Run!"

Those who had fled Fang Wei and the others, the Old Ministry of Youth Education, and Huo Yunzong all scattered and fled.

However, the people from the old Ministry of Youth Education escaped the fastest. They first reached the safe area, and then blocked the Huo Yunzong gang to prevent them from becoming a safe area.

The Huo Yunzong group rushed in, but they were killed by a group of people from the old youth education department!

As a result, they knelt down and begged for mercy, begging the older brothers of the old youth education department to let them make a living.

How could a bunch of big buddies in the old Ministry of Youth Education let them go so easily?

They gave the people of Huo Yunzong three choices. Either they were crushed to death by the snow, or they killed themselves on the spot, or they came up with their knife!

Anyway, just don't give Huo Yunzong the grandson alive!

...

Tai Xuan Jin on top.

Zhang Xiqiao was still spraying Zhao Tu frantically.

"You beast is jealous of Young Master!"

"You are jealous that the young master has such a cool posture!"

"You are jealous of Young Master's amazing talent!"

"Envy makes people have abnormal thoughts, so you will kill the young master!"

"Hey, my old Zhang is right!"

"Why don't you speak, have you all been told by me?"

"You have a guilty conscience!"

"I bother!"

"Sure enough, you intend to kill Young Master!"

"You pervert!"

...

His mouth was like the machine gun Zhou Hao had seen in his previous life, crackling and spraying.

If it was someone else, he would have stopped his mouth long ago and sew it up again!

Not to mention others, even if Zhou Hao were here, he would be able to give him several big mouths.

However, Zhou Hao hasn't moved a bit so far.

Then Zhao Tu was really tolerable, and he didn't even get scolded by Zhang Xiqiao's mouth.

However, Zhao Tu seemed to have ignored Zhang Xiqiao.

Zhang Xiqiao cursed, as if he was tired of cursing temporarily, he even took the flask in Zhao Tu's hand and took a big gulp into his mouth.

"Ha~"

He took a gulp of wine, and after slowing down, he pointed at Zhao Tu to curse.

But coming up in one breath, I feel annoying.

He suddenly said helplessly: "If I could not beat you, I would have cleaned up your beast!"

"Pooh!"

He sipped again, cursing himself for incompetence in his heart.

At this time, Zhao Tu was moving.

He first wiped off the saliva sprayed by Zhang Xiqiao on his face, and then said to the other party: "Don't spray it, the young master is not dead."

"What?!!!" Zhang Xiqiao was shocked.

He asked again: "Did you just say that the young master is not dead?"

Zhao Tu nodded, and an imperceptible smile flashed across his mouth.

That smile seems to be a recognition of something...