He actually still has such a hidden weapon at the bottom of the box that he didn't use just now!

"go."

Gu Xian seemed to have been on guard against his move, and with a flick of his hand, he slapped the needle on the snow, and said, "Your final trump card turned out to be this special skill... It's a pity, remember to spend more time next time." Strength lies in martial arts, and the way of concealed weapons is after all a method outside the body, which cannot be compared with the real one."

Under Meng Zhongyi's desperate eyes, Gu Xian pierced his throat with a sword and killed him under the snow-capped mountain.

"Kill the leader of the Dragon Cult and get 15000 points of merit."

"Players can receive additional rewards for killing the leader of the evil way from the leader of the righteous way!"

Coupled with the fact that the avalanche submerged all the evil elites and the system gave Gu Xian a part of the merit, Gu Xian didn't have to work hard in this battle, and he got nearly [-] merit points.

This meritorious reward is not unreasonable, but the more critical rewards fall on top of the extra rewards.

After all, Shenlongjiao is a middle-level sect in the evil way, and killing its leader is a big blow to the entire evil way.

Gu Xian gazed into the depths of the snow-capped mountains, closed his eyes, and listened quietly to the sounds of the world.

Tranquility, extreme tranquility.

Under this tranquility, Gu Xian seemed to be able to hear voices from far, far away.

The noise of the street, the sound of cars and horses, the sound of hawking in the downtown area, the sound of fighting in the rivers and lakes...

He suddenly sat down, put the winding guqin on his back on his lap, and even played the piano on the spot.

"Birds fly away in a thousand mountains, and people disappear in thousands of miles. A lonely boat and hat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow."

The sound of the piano is sonorous and powerful, yet firm and soft, just like a snow mountain that has not melted for thousands of years, hard and lonely.

"Gaining enlightenment under the Great Snow Mountain, the realm of Qin Dao has improved."

When the system prompt came, Gu Xian turned a deaf ear to it and was immersed in the piano performance.

"The cold river is snowing, the north wind is fierce. The murderous aura is overwhelming, and there are no traces of people."

He played to the end, and added a section improvised, which was simply a joy.

"Oh, no, no, since the traces of people are gone, how can there be murderous intent? Who else should I kill? Who else should I kill?"

Gu Xian suddenly smiled and said, "You don't need to hide anymore, come out quickly."

Just across from Gu Xian, a thin but delicate young man suddenly came out and looked at Gu Xian motionlessly, his eyes rolled around, as if he was very scared.

"My name is Xiaomeng. What about you?"

Xiaomeng is the person Meng Zhongyi asked to take screenshots.

He looked harmless to humans and animals, and asked with a smile, his demeanor did not look like he was facing one of the most famous swordsmen in today's arena.

Gu Xian didn't answer him, but looked at his feet with a smile.

"What's wrong with my feet? Oh, yes, I took off my shoes in a hurry and ran away just now. Could it be that you look at me poorly and want to give me a new pair of shoes?"

Xiaomeng's bare feet were red from the cold in the snow.

Gu Xian said lightly, "Although you don't have shoes under your feet, there is someone there."

Xiaomeng's face suddenly changed.

"Damn, this kid is not human!"

Sure enough, another person came out from under his feet, swearing and cursing, it turned out to be the ancestor of the blood knife.

The ancestor of the blood knife got out of the snow, pulled out his blood knife with great effort, pointed at Gu Xian and said, "How do you know I'm inside?"

Gu Xian said: "I only know that the ancestor of the blood knife must be better at fighting in the snow than I am, and he also knows better than Meng Zhongyi the escape method on the snow mountain. It is impossible to die so easily."

The ancestor of Xuedao said: "Then how do you know that I am at his feet?"

Gu Xian said: "His internal strength is extremely mediocre, how could he escape with his life just now? It can only be because of the help of an expert."

In fact, there is one thing that Gu Xian didn't say, that is, in the extreme tranquility just now, he used his special skill of listening to the wind to identify the position, and vaguely heard some other sounds nearby, but he was not sure, so he cheated.

The ancestor of the blood knife said: "Okay, you are a good kid, what do you want to do to me? Just come and kill me!"

Gu Xian said: "Of course I won't kill you, I'll capture you back alive, and then let you evil ways come to redeem you, and make more money, wouldn't it be great?"

"Pooh!"

The ancestor of Xuedao spat and scolded with a smile: "I said you are still too young to know about evil ways. I was arrested, and if I can't go back to the sect, the disciples of the Xuedao sect will immediately start fighting for sect master and power. And other people from the evil way can immediately take this opportunity to annex my blood knife gate, and they will never come to save me."

"So not only will they not redeem me, but they will also wish for me to die in your hands! I'm afraid your calculations will come to nothing."

The ancestor of the blood knife laughed loudly, and the snow mountain shook again.

Gu Xian frowned, then smiled and said, "Then what do you think?"

A gleam flashed in the eyes of the blood knife ancestor, and said: "Why should I come to help you find a way?"

Gu Xian smiled and said, "It's not helping me find a solution, but helping yourself, because the bet in this game is yourself."

The ancestor of Xuedao said: "Okay, smart people talk happily, I bet with you!"

Gu Xian stared at him, and slowly asked: "My bet is you, what is your bet?"

The Blood Knife Patriarch was silent for a long time, and said: "My bet is the entire Blood Knife Gate, what do you think?!"

"The entire Blood Knife Gate?"

Chapter 299

bet.

Gamblers who lose want to come back, and gamblers who win want to win again.

This kind of gambler psychology exists everywhere in people's lives.Although some people may not be gamblers, but such a mentality is still there.

On this nameless snow mountain, there are two people like this.

Their identities are not low, one is the head of the Five Sacred Mountains, and the other is the head of the Blood Knife Sect.

——The master of the blood knife sect lost his life in this bet, and he wanted to win it back.

——It was not enough for Gu Xian to win the blood knife ancestor's life, he had to win more chips!

"The entire Blood Knife Gate?"

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