Zhang Yang moved a huge piece of rubble hard, and suddenly the dust flew. Zhang Yang hurriedly ran out of the dust and breathed fresh air in his mouth.

"Didn't you say this is the hall at the gorgeous door? Will there be treasures buried inside?"

The snake rolled up his letter, as if staring at Zhang Yang sarcastically.

"You are so interesting. Do you think there is any treasure here after so long? I advise you not to waste your energy."

"You seem to be making fun of me." Zhang Yang said, staring at the little white snake's every move.

"certainly"

"You dead snake demon"

"I am not a snake, I am a noble descendant of a dragon. How dare you slander me again and again?" The little white snake was angrily ready to sneak into the lake, and its tail was thrown.

"Don't leave, I'll apologize to you."

"I will tell you for your sincerity." The little white snake said, swam quickly to the shore.

"Don't lie on me." Zhang Yang said that he didn't like snakes lying on them.

"Don't worry, I just smelled the fruity smell on you."

Oh. Zhang Yang took out two blue fruits on his body. This is a very common toxic fruit on Snake Island. Ordinary people will die if they eat it. The little white snake likes to eat fruits very much.

"For you" Zhang Yang threw it at the little white snake, and saw that the little snake was very sharp and wrapped in fruits with its tail. When he saw this situation, Zhang Yang was amazed at the snake.

"Have you ever asked me why the remaining books in the stone house disappeared? I'll tell you today."

"Is there anything else to hide?" Zhang Yang was surprised.

“This will start with the outstanding gatekeepers on the island.”

Zhang Yang sat on the shore and listened attentively to the history of this little white snake. He didn't know that a group of people were led to the island by the poison king.

"A long time ago, when the sects on the island were instantly destroyed, it had just passed. One day, dozens of large ships were docked on the Snake Island, and they were all larger factions at that time. Although many people died under the cover of thick fog, they still frantically sent a large number of disciples into the area. However, the temptation of treasure was greater than that of people, and the ruins of the entire hall were washed away, and even the ground was dug three feet before they could stop. The same was true for the stone chambers that used to collect a large number of books. The articles you see were collected and edited by later generations."

"Like bandits" Zhang Yang sighed. If it were them, would it be the same?

"So human greed is endless." Snake ventriloquy.

"This world is really cruel." Zhang Yang said that if the weak want to survive, they must become strong in order to avoid bullying others.

"I can only teach you this," said the snake, enjoying the feeling of its sharp teeth being inserted directly into the fruit.

"But I can't understand some books!"

"I know too. If you want to know, I suggest you ask the old man with gray hair."

"The Poison King has been out for a long time. Do you think he will teach me when he comes back?" Zhang Yang said, he didn't believe that the Poison King would teach him so kindly.

"He's back, he has a lot of humans."

"Many people? How do you know?" He was curious about how the little white snake knew.

"I'm just a little snake, a spiritual snake." Xiaobai said, slowly immersing in the lake.

"Hey, snake, it's hidden," shouted Zhang Yang. Are you afraid of strangers?

A dilapidated house on Snake Island was transformed into a prison, and all the slaves were taken away.

"Brother, you and I are old acquaintances, but first of all, you should not interfere with the affairs of Snake Island." The Poison King said that for Gu Peng, he used to be a popular man around God, and he would give him three points, but now his status and his identity cannot stop such politeness.

"My brother is right. After all, I am a visitor and I will not interfere with anything on the island."

"Brother, I am pleased to say that there are so many poisons on this island. I will order people to send the pills to your brother and your people every seven days." The Poison King said, taking Gu Peng and his people into a hall.

"Then, there are a lot of trouble between the Lloyd brothers."

"It was built decades ago by my brother and I, and we can live in some places." The poison placed several small rooms outside.

"He is." Gu Peng stood up, he didn't know why his son appeared here. "You dare to ask Brother Po, why is this son here?"

"Oh, you're talking about him." Poison looked at Zhang Yang, who was walking through the woods. "He is my disciple."

"Disciple?" Gu Ping was surprised that he had never heard of the white-haired saint accepting his disciple.

"What?" When the poison changed, "Do I need a disciple too?"

"Why? That was just an accident." Gu Peng said with a smile. The last thing that cannot be offended in this place is the Poison King. It is accidentally poisoned to death and it is not worth losing. This son is now the Poison King's disciple, probably the owner of the scriptures, and he will not know.

When Zhang Yang found Gu Peng, he couldn't help but stare blankly. He subconsciously saw many people squeeze into a house similar to a prison. Zhang Yang glanced at the Poison King cleverly. Does this old undead tribe want to do those hurtful things?

The wind was very cold at night, and Zhang Yang couldn't sleep for a long time, and the crying of the slaves kept touching him.

So he had a bold idea and decided to save these innocent people. He didn't know that the little white snake guarding his door had known his thoughts long ago.

The silent Snake Island was awakened by the tragic roar, and the silence of the night was covered. This was the first time, Zhang Yang sat upright on the bed, and he recalled that hearing such sounds often upset him. He knew that he wanted to save these innocent people, relying on his superficial efforts, and even those slaves could not rely on his side. The ancient palm door leaned against the guards' arms, and only one person could easily subdue himself.

The sun rose from the east and the mist began to dissipate. The black fog attached to the island still had no trace of retreating. Zhang Yang had no appetite to eat early in the morning, but just drank the spring casually, feeling that his throat relaxed everything. He tried to avoid seeing the Poison King, because the Poison King had a very irritable temper recently, and his eyes were also very vicious when he looked at Zhang Yang. Unlike in the past, Zhang Yang didn't know why?

During this period, Zhang Yang hid in the stone chamber almost every day. Although studying was boring, he had no other place to go. That damn snake monster, no matter how Zhang Yang called, would never come out.

When Zhang Yang sat next to an empty bookshelf in the stone room, he had read a few messy notes. Because he was in a complicated mood, he always sighed when he read. He quietly opened a page of shabby books, and his anxious expression did not calm down. He didn't know what was going on. Since the Poison King's eyes swept over Zhang Yang, his heart has been beating violently. It seemed that something was about to happen.
Chapter completed!