There weren't so many masters in the Death Land, otherwise Xie Chuncan, who was also at the fourth level of Foundation Establishment, wouldn't be so famous. Luo Jiujiang only had to glance around and recognized many of the faces he had seen in front of and behind Hua Biliu's sedan chair half an hour ago.

As expected.

Hua Biliu is a vengeful person. It would be strange if he did not express any opinion towards Luo Jiujiang and Xie Chuncan who had openly ridiculed him.

"Fifty top masters, and Jueqingji is the only one of their kind. You are really giving face to me, Xie." Xie Chuncan glanced at the people who surrounded him. The Jueqingji under his feet sank into the snow, and the exposed edge was clearly marked with ink.

Jueqingji is released every six months and is divided into three grades each time. Xie Chuncan had only been in the third grade for two rounds at most.

However, this time, only he and Luo Jiujiang were wanted on the entire Jueqingji map.

The reward price is the same as the price of Xiao Ren's head back then: no matter the cultivation level, as long as one of them is killed, that person can leave this deadly place and will no longer be subject to any other control.

The moment he saw the words on the paper clearly, in addition to his first reaction of running away, Xie Chuncan felt a vague sense of the absurdity of the cycle of fate in his heart.

However, this time there will no longer be a Xie Chuncan who says with absolute certainty, "I will pay with my life," nor will there be an amnesty order issued lightly to relieve people's distress by someone who has connections in the court, as if the lives of those who died and were injured before were a joke.

After he met Luo Jiujiang, he was prepared for this day to come. This friend had brought him endless hope not long ago, but now it seems... this deadly place really does not tolerate any kindness.

Death is inevitable once you enter the realm of death. I am about to reach the end of my life. Thinking of this, Xie Chuncan felt a sudden sense of near liberation.

Figures continued to arrive not far away, their cultivation varying in level; they must have spotted Jueqingji's "natives." Each figure was hazy against the pale snowy plains, and Xie Chuncan looked at them as if he were a flock of vultures ravenous for flesh and blood.

"Jiujiang, remember to save your voice later. We, a pair of brothers who just started to learn crosstalk, are probably going to perform crosstalk in the underworld for the King of Hell."

"Brother Xie, could you please stop being so gloomy and hopeless? You're so weak when you pick up a gun?" Luo Jiujiang complained. "Don't you think that if the King of Hell doesn't like to listen to crosstalk and only likes to watch opera, then how can we brothers have a good life? At your age, with your frail arms and legs, do you still want to come down here to stretch your legs and practice your voice to act like a Qingyi?"

Xie Chuncan threw his head back and laughed.

"You're such a little bastard," he said, his voice sounding a little more energetic. "Well, we won't die, they're the ones who should die."

Luo Jiujiang also smiled and complimented: "Exactly, this is the kind of determination I need. He wants me dead but I won't. I will kill anyone who wants me dead. It shows that Brother Xie is full of energy, full of vigor, and his sword is unstoppable."

"...You'd better shut up." Xie Chuncan sighed.

The two of them were still joking around, but the people surrounding them all had cold expressions, as if their facial muscles had been frozen by the biting cold of this deadly place. Although Luo Jiujiang and Xie Chuncan verbally attacked each other, they were actually searching for the strange place where they were surrounded.

Almost at the same time, they raised their arms and pointed to the west.

"come out!"

In this instant of judgment, Luo Jiujiang sensed something was wrong with his extraordinary perception, while Xie Chuncan made his judgment based on the fact that they had been enemies for a long time.

"Xie Chuncan is indeed Xie Chuncan. No wonder the eldest lady also looks at you with admiration." The thick layer of snow was lifted up overhead, and a man emerged from under the snow. He looked very young, with snowflakes hanging on his hair, dotted with frosty white.

"Lu Qi." Xie Chuncan called out the other person's name without any emotion, "Why are you everywhere?"

"A man who knows the times is a hero. I do, so the young master has entrusted this team to me." Lu Qi raised his eyebrows and said proudly, "Last time, you intervened and protected the black-clad boy over here, so I couldn't kill him. It's a good opportunity for you two to die together this time. Perhaps it will be no less than Liang Zhu's transformation into butterflies, and it will be a beautiful story of death."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Xie Chuncan said in shock. "Luo Jiujiang has lost his mind, and you have lost your mind, right?"

The author has something to say: Lu Qi: Before, they said goodbye to each other for a thousand miles, and now it just so happens that Liang Zhu turns into butterflies. Well, there is nothing wrong with it.

Luo Jiujiang: Huh?

Xie Chuncan: Are you crazy?

Han Qianling: Get out of my way, I have tolerated him for a long time!

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