With Chuxue carrying the tied up Zongyuan, the three of them continued running towards the place where the fire started. This time, there were no other incidents. It took about a quarter of an hour to travel ten miles and we arrived.
Before they even got close, Zong Shou raised his eyebrows, and then slightly raised the corners of his lips. This time, they really had all the people from Tianshan.
Not only the person he invited arrived, but also the sect spirit came uninvited. Even this Zongyuan is now in his hands.
Feeling Hu Qianqiu's thoughts, he looked into the distance and smiled, Zongshou smiled, stopped the Lei Zou Linggu, and walked over with only enough strength.
The rest of the people were also aware of it at this moment and glanced over. Yin Yang and Na Lianfan's faces shone with joy. But Hu Zhongyuan and Zong Ling were full of contempt. The latter even instinctively sneered: "You actually dare to run around at this time! Zong Shou, you are truly the son of the emperor. You are so courageous that you are not afraid of dying in the hands of people from Yunxia Mountain or Flame Mountain." "
Halfway through his words, he suddenly paused again and looked at Zong Yuan, who was tied up like a rice dumpling and held by Chu Xue with one hand.
After being stunned for a moment, he let out a laugh and laughed: "Zongyuan, I didn't expect that your Purple Thunder Spear would be like this? Weren't you very arrogant before? Why are you so embarrassed today? How could you be caught by my cousin? , could it be that you provoked him and made him take action? Knowing that that guy is protecting my cousin, are you too stupid? "
Zongyuan's face turned green and he hummed, too lazy to answer. He looked at Zong Ling as if he were looking at an idiot. I originally wanted to remind him to let this guy run away and spread the news. At this time, I no longer want to say anything, thinking that it won't be long before you cry.
Zong Shou raised his eyebrows when he heard this. He had noticed the existence of the Xuanwu Sect more than once.
I have been wondering in my heart why this person has always refused to show up. Why was he late when he fought with Li Xieling that day? And why did he retreat halfway
And why even Yin Yang didn’t know the details about this Xuanwu Sect.
Listening to the words of these two people, it seems that they know something about that person. After today's matter is settled, we need to carefully examine the original sect spirit.
Especially the latter, Yun Shengcheng was very jealous, so he let it go. Today, there is absolutely no reason to let it slip away under his nose.
This guy is like a dog-skin plaster, and he can't get rid of it.
There was also Chuxue. For some reason, Chuxue became a little shy when she saw Hu Qianqiu, hiding behind Zong Shou. From time to time, he glanced at Hu Qianqiu and his son, and he was secretly surprised by the hesitation in his eyes. But at this time, there was no time to investigate the reason.
His thoughts were mixed for a moment, and then Zong Shou calmed down his thoughts. Looking at the sixty-year-old man on the roof of the car, without any need to distinguish, he knew that this man must be Zong Weiran's right-hand man, the second strongest man in Qiantian Mountain, Hu Qianqiu.
No matter the appearance or aura, it was exactly the same as in his memory of those thirteen years.
At this moment, a tyrannical thought came over him faintly. Zong Shou was calm and composed, his eyes were calm, he looked at Hu Qianqiu, and then he bowed his head slightly and said: "Uncle Hu is well! You have worked so hard day and night to get here. Uncle Hu must have worked very hard, and Zong Shou can't thank you enough!" "
"We haven't seen you for three years, and the prince's manners are quite decent! Speaking of hard work, no matter how hard Hu Qianqiu works, he can't suffer as much as Yin Yang."
Seeing that Zong Shou was not overwhelmed by his momentum. Hu Qianqiu was a little surprised, but after taking a look up and down, his face darkened. Still like this, there is no inner breath at all, and no soul power at all.
Speaking of which, how can one cultivate a body with two channels? Even if he changes to the Soul Thought Spiritual Technique, it will be equally difficult. He shouldn't still have hope.
Suppressing the disappointment in his heart, Hu Qianqiu stood up and bowed solemnly: "Hu Qianqiu has met His Highness the Crown Prince! I wonder what the Crown Prince has to do with you?"
Hu Zhongyuan couldn't help but frown. He couldn't bear to see his father being so respectful, especially in front of Zong Ling next to him.
How virtuous and capable is this son to receive such great courtesy from his father? However, Hu Qianqiu stared at him. He also stood up and bowed reluctantly, but his expression was cold and his eyes were cold.
That gaze was like a knife, cutting directly, and also conveying a warning. Zong Shou smiled when he saw this and didn't care.
"I invite Uncle Hu to come over this time. I really have two things to trouble you. The first one is that I, Zong Shou, will decide on the position of the Demon King of Qiantian Mountain. How can my father's inheritance fall into the hands of others? Please also ask Uncle Tiger, give me a helping hand!”
Hu Qianqiu's body immediately trembled slightly, his face full of surprise. However, Hu Zhongyuan only felt that his chest was about to explode with anger. He was so angry that he could no longer match his father beside him. He sneered directly: "Your Majesty, are you really capable of this? You really don't know how to advance or retreat! You are just a useless person. You are also a half-demon. Even if the position of the Demon King is given to you, how can you still sit on it? Although the foundation of Qiantian Mountain was created by your Majesty, it is also related to the life and death of hundreds of people in the mountain city. Do you really want us? People, are you willing to give up after being wiped out by those people from Yunxia Mountain and Lieyan Mountain?"
Zong Ling also smiled and spit out a piece of bone in his mouth, with an indifferent expression: "If you want to take the position of Demon King, just take it. No one is coming to compete with you? At the moment, neither my brother nor Zongyang Grand Master Yuan , I don’t even mean to argue with you, I really don’t know what to say! My cousin, it’s not your fault that you can’t practice, but my sect spirit really didn’t expect that your mind is so stupid.”
Hu Qianqiu's face was distorted for a while, extremely ferocious, and his murderous intent was fully revealed. After a moment, he sighed secretly and his expression returned to calm.
However, Zong Ling's words had not yet fallen. Zong Yuan over there suddenly let out a loud laugh, extremely wild, long-lasting, and full of endless ridicule.
Zong Ling's words were interrupted, and he felt a little unhappy, wondering if Zong Yuan was crazy? Laughing all the time? Hearing this, he was upset, so he threw a meat bone in the past: "Why are you laughing? What's so funny? I think your Purple Thunder Gun is also stupid!"
The bone flew through the air with real energy, causing a roar. Chuxue had no intention of defending Zongyuan and allowed the flesh and bones to hit his face.
Zong Yuan seemed not to feel any pain. His laughter stopped and his voice turned cold: "Zong Ling, do you remember that day in Yunsheng City? Who was the fool at the end of that day? The same thing happened today. Ridiculous. If you are scolding me so much now, you will know later who the really stupid and stupid person is! I just hope you don’t cry at that time, Zong Ling! Hehe, even an ant dares to laugh at the giant elephant. Short! That’s all. I, Zongyuan, am actually very different from you. I’m equally ridiculous and pathetic. I’m too lazy to talk about you one by one.”
The last part of the words was full of frustration. Everyone present heard this inexplicably and were confused for a while.
Only Yin Yang showed an ordinary smile on his face. Lian Fan shook his head slightly, showing disdain.
Apart from these two people, only Feng Xiao's heart tightened, and he subconsciously felt that something was not right.
And Zong Ling sneered even more, not caring at all about Zong Yuan's words, just treating them as the barking of a mad dog.
All his cousin could rely on was the severely wounded Xuanwu Sect. How much trouble could this person create even if he himself was in danger of losing his sword
Hu Qianqiu was in a heavy heart, and after gathering some words, he shook his head lightly: "Your Highness, the reason why I, Hu Qianqiu, am still helpless after my disappearance, and why I rushed here within these ten days and nights, is because I cherish the kindness of your Majesty. If the Crown Prince only says these few words, he will ask me, the Iron Tiger clan, one by one."
Before he finished speaking, Zong Shou suddenly waved his sleeve: "Whether Uncle Tiger agrees to this, we will talk about it later! I have a second thing here, and I want Uncle Tiger!"
With a flash of cold light, Zong Shou suddenly took the Thunder Tooth Sword into his hand again. Xiao Jin's body also covered it again, causing the sword body to turn silver instantly, pointing towards the cloud-turning car in the distance.
"I have long heard that Uncle Hu is a martial arts expert who is second only to my father in the Qiantian Mountains. He is especially good at the Tiger Sword. Today, Zong Shou has taken the liberty of asking my uncle for advice!"
When the words fell, everyone present fell silent. In disbelief, he looked towards Zongshou intently.
It is simply unbelievable that the words just now came from Zong Shou's mouth.
Zongyuan couldn't help but catch his eye, he knew that the final situation would be like this.
Then his eyes widened again, staring intently. I thought it would be good to watch what must be an extremely exciting battle before I die.
Zong Ling also forgot to continue chewing the meat in his mouth, his mouth was opened wide, and he could not close it.
This Sect Shou has no inner breath at all, yet he dares to challenge Hu Qianqiu, the Xuanwu Sect. Could it be that he heard wrong? Hu Zhongyuan also looked at a loss. He didn't know why this Zongshou proposed this proposal.
Hu Qianqiu raised his brows, his expression became cold, and he looked at Zong Shou carefully again, his eyes filled with concentration. After thinking for a moment, he said indifferently: "My lord, are you serious? You know that I, Hu Qianqiu, have always been ruthless with my sword! When the time comes, I, Hu Qianqiu, may not be able to hold back."
Zong Shou stopped talking and looked straight. Although there is still no breath leaking around the body, the mind has entered the most tranquil and mysterious realm.
There were no distracting thoughts in his mind, and his whole body and the sword in his hand seemed to be one body at this moment.
Everyone else here is unaware. Hu Qianqiu's eyes lit up, and the passionate heartbeat in his chest that was already as cold as ice began to surge again.
The half-demon boy in front of him, the son of Wei Ran, at this moment, actually has a sword and a will!
"Idiot, hurry up and get my knife!"
There was a sudden loud shout. Seeing that Hu Zhongyuan looked stunned and showed no reaction, Hu Qianqiu cursed secretly and jumped up directly, jumping to a horse riding the wind not far away.
Hum!
Following this clear sound, a long knife about seven feet long, with a back full of hook teeth, was suddenly drawn out of its sheath.