Between the two cloud-turning vehicles, a huge bonfire was raised at some point. The sky has entered the middle of the night, and Hu Qianqiu's face has become even more ugly.
A full hour and a half had passed, but the prince still had not returned.
Hu Zhongyuan has long been unable to hold back. There was also a look of impatience between his eyebrows and eyes. Fanci wanted to speak, but finally stopped and held back. Finally, it turned into a muffled groan: "Dad, I just hope you can keep your word this time, just wait for him for half a day."
Hu Qianqiu didn't answer, just gave him a cold look, and continued to sit quietly for a while. Then he suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards a ravine in the distance.
"Since Mr. Zong Ling is here, why don't you come over and talk to me? Do you really think you are deafening me and can't notice you bastards?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden hum from seven miles away. Zong Ling appeared and walked over with Feng Xiaofan behind him.
He didn't stop until he was dozens of feet away from the cloud-turning carriage. He chose a stone as tall as a person and sat down. He sneered and said, "I never planned to hide it from you! Mr. Hu Qianqiu is the eight chakras of the earth chakra. Grandmaster Xuanwu. Without the cultivation of a grandmaster, who can hide under his nose? It’s just that the sect spirit is a little curious. What on earth are you and your son plotting with the prince after you came all the way here?"
Feng Xiao, who was following him, immediately brightened up. Although Mr. Zong Ling usually has a temperamental temper, when facing Hu Qianqiu, he responded well, generously and appropriately, without showing any fear. No wonder Zong Shi paid so much attention to him and ordered him to come and take charge of the heavenly affairs.
At this moment, even the tiger in the middle plain showed great appreciation.
"Conspiracy?" Hu Qianqiu chuckled, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Since you know that I am conspiring with the prince, you are not afraid that I, Hu Qianqiu, will kill someone.?"
Zong Ling slightly -, not caring at all: "Master Hu Qianqiu really wants to do this, he can do anything, Zong Ling will never resist. If you are determined to kill my brother, then Zong Ling can't do it. Qiantian Mountain cannot do without you Iron Tiger clan , but you are not the only one in the human clan. Sir, you need to know that my brother and his family are not the only ones who are afraid of your secret meeting with the Crown Prince here. Even Zong Yang and the Grand Master Yuan are afraid that they must also worry about it. I have doubts. It’s very powerful inside, so please let me understand it.
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Hu Zhongyuan frowned, but sighed slightly, and persuaded Hu Qianqiu: "Young Master Zong Ling has a distinguished status and is one of the direct descendants of the Zong family. Father, how can you speak to him like this?"
Hu Qianqiu snorted heavily and wished he could punch his spineless son. In the depths of his eyes, there was even more murderous intent.
In the end, he said nothing and looked away.
"You are quite capable. If there is anything ulterior motives between me and the Crown Prince, you can tell it by listening and watching."
There was a slight sigh in the words, with endless regret. Even if the prince had half the abilities of this sect spirit, he would definitely sacrifice everything to help the only descendant of his brother Wei Ran to become the demon king.
Zong Ling smiled disdainfully, said nothing, and happily took out some food, sat on the stone, and filled his stomach. While eating, he secretly glanced at Xuanyuan Yiren in another Fanyun car, with a bit of resentment and greed in his eyes.
At this moment, Xuanyuan Yiren dug her nails deeply into her flesh. With the help of the tingling pain, he could barely suppress the restlessness and anxiety in his heart.
He stared at the hills and bushes in the distance, wishing that Zong Shou would never show up here.
Li Yunniang's expression also alternated between gloomy and clear, and there was also worry in her eyes, but the things she was worried about were completely different from Xuanyuan Yiren.
After hesitating for a moment, Li Yunniang took a deep breath and made a decision in her heart: "Miss, can you leave Yunniang for a while? Yunniang has something to say, I want to tell you!"
Xuanyuan Yiren raised his eyebrows, but didn't care, still looking at the hills: "What are you saying that can't be said here?"
Li Yunniang shook her head slightly and said in a condensed tone: "It concerns our Xuanshan City and Miss Yiren's parents. These words cannot be heard by others! It only takes a moment to tell them all."
"My parents?" Xuanyuan Yiren was startled and turned around suspiciously: "Is this true?"
Seeing Li Yuniang's face serious and her eyes firm. Xuanyuan Yiren bit her lips, hesitated for a moment, and then jumped up and swept aside.
Li Yunniang's mind immediately relaxed, and she glanced at the hill over there with extremely complex eyes. He immediately jumped up, followed Xuanyuan Yiren, and flew towards that direction.
Seeing the two figures gradually disappearing from the field of vision, Hu Qianqiu arched his thick eyebrows, somewhat confused: "What are these two girls doing?"
But he didn't pay too much attention. Hu Qianqiu raised his head and glanced at the sky, then faced Yin Yang again, with a cold voice, and asked lightly: "Now that more than half of the time has passed, I, Hu Qianqiu, will do as I say! Since I said I just want to wait, Half a day, then you won’t wait for him for a moment longer. After half an hour, no matter how much you beg, you will immediately leave to return to Qiantian Mountain. Yin Yang, you need to know that today is not the day when I will not miss you for the rest of my life. The prince is not so lucky, so he is still here! I have done my best to accompany you on this trip!"
"Sir, please be patient!"
Yin Yang's expression was still as calm as before, but also vaguely confident: "I don't know if the prince can make it back in time. I just know that if you miss it today, you will definitely leave money for life!"
Hu Qianqiu opened his eyes slightly, and his eyes were truly full of surprise. Yin Yang's words did not show any hint of panic until this moment. And in his words, he was really confident, as if he didn't care whether he stayed or went.
That's it for Yin Yang, this Lian Fan is clearly not from Qian Tianshan. Why is this so? Not only was he willing to serve under Zong Shou, he seemed to be proud of it.
I couldn't help but feel curiosity and expectation in my heart. Or the son of an old friend could really surprise him.
Hu Zhongyuan next to him had another feeling: "What a shame! My father shouldn't have come this time!"
After smiling sarcastically, Hu Zhongyuan looked aside and saw Zong Ling and his party munching on dry food. His face sank subconsciously, and he flicked his sleeves to the side. Immediately there were mortal servants beside the bonfire, all understanding. The two freshly roasted wild-tusked pigs were carried to Zong Ling.
By the way, a fire was also raised next to the stone.
Zong Ling didn't refuse, he took off one of the hind legs and bit it hard. His mouth was filled with oil and the taste was quite delicious. He couldn't help but gesture gratefully towards Hu Zhongyuan's jaw. The latter also smiled, feeling relieved and quite contented.
I thought that my father was old and he valued the friendship with the king too much. The future of the Iron Tiger clan still had to be planned by him.
That prince is the king's legitimate son. But with a body with two veins, how can a useless person get the position of Demon King? My father is really confused.
Young Master Zongshi is not only one of the direct descendants of the Tianhu Zong clan, but he has also ascended to the throne at the age of twenty. All the secluded husbands and sects in Yunlu to the east want to be accepted as their direct descendants, so they should be relied upon by Qian Tianshan.
In this troubled world, only the strong can gain a foothold and preserve the foundation of Qiantian Mountain.
Dozens of miles away, a battle ended hastily. The whole process came to an end in less than half a quarter of an hour.
Zong Yuan was disgraced and lying on the ground unable to move, but he could still speak: "Why didn't you kill me? Why did you hold back just now? With your swordsmanship, it would take less than ten breaths to kill me! What a shame and humiliation! Death! If you die, I, Zongyuan, don’t need your mercy!”
Zong Shou smiled slightly and put the sword back into its sheath. The purple thunder gun used by this man is really good. As Zong Weiran said, this person's hope of reaching the Heavenly Throne does not refer to the time when the spiritual tide rises, but when the spiritual power is low.
His talent is indeed comparable to that of some of the direct descendants of the Tianzong, but it is a pity that his marksmanship is too scattered and unsystematic, which slightly reduces his points.
With a sudden movement in his heart, Zong Shou asked with a smile: "Did you create your own Purple Thunder Spear? Is this marksmanship also self-taught?"
Na Zongyuan's expression was startled, his face dark, and he snorted coldly: "I am not your direct descendant, so how can I learn martial arts? Those great sects of Fu Zong, Shuo Ji, I am a descendant of the Zong family, and I will not easily Take me in. What else can I do besides creating my own? Hey! If I had your conditions, I might not be the one who loses today! I will definitely kill you with my gun."
Zong Shou's eyes lit up, and he thought highly of this person. This guy's strength is similar to that of Guijian and Ren Qianchou, but he only has a lot of talent. But it can be as good as a hundred thousand blood kills.
Automatically skip the next sentence of this person. Zong Shou casually waved his hand, and lightning flashed on his palm. He chuckled and said, "Speaking of the Tianhu Sect, my Zong Shou is actually also a branch! We should share the same hatred. If you are sorry, I do have a unique thunder method here. If you are willing to follow me, there is no harm in passing it on to you!”
Zongyuan's expression immediately moved slightly, showing a look of mortal agitation. Then he turned his head and spat: "You'd better kill me! Zongyuan would rather die than be a traitor!"
Zong Shou couldn't help but smile: "Cousin, you are a sincere person, how come you don't even understand hypocrisy and betrayal? If you follow me temporarily, wouldn't you be able to save your life and learn this unique skill at the same time?"
Looking to the side, he saw that Long Batian's body had been processed by Chu Xue. He could catch every ferocious beast directly without any urging. He ate Long Batian cleanly without leaving any trace. Leave only this moment and some belongings with you.
Chuxue followed him Fan Yue, and became more and more skillful in doing things like destroying corpses and removing traces.
Zong Shou smiled and looked in the direction of the fire. After wasting so much time for these two people, Hu Qianqiu is said to be impatient, will he be impatient to wait? It’s better to rush over quickly.