In the early morning, the bright sunshine drove away the last trace of chill in this wasteland.
Zong Shou was calm and contented, sitting on the ground on the roof of the car, with Hu Qianqiu sitting opposite him.
Xuanyuan Yiren was at the side, personally pouring wine for the two of them. Women in ancient times paid attention to the importance of keeping their eyebrows in perfect harmony. At this moment, Xuanyuan Yiren didn't have half of the sharpness and sharpness that he usually had. His expression was calm and solemn, and he was sitting gracefully while kneeling. His movements were gentle, gentle, and generous. Every movement is extremely elegant, perfectly displaying the charm of women.
There was also a Hu Zhongyuan sitting next to him, but Zong Shou's eyes automatically ignored him.
In fact, I dare not look at it. The leader of the Iron Tiger clan now has a swollen nose and face, and his image is really not very good-looking.
The scene of how Hu Qianqiu taught his son just now is still vivid in his mind. With the seven-foot-long Tiger Saber, he would just beat him up, regardless of the occasion. Even if I scolded him, I still can't forget it.
What a bastard, do you really think I am confused, what are you trying to do to please the sect spirit, are you embarrassed? No matter how unpleasant it sounds, even Zong Shou found it harsh and couldn't sit still.
At this moment, Zong Shou really couldn't bear to irritate this guy. On the other hand, Hu Zhongyuan himself didn't seem to care at all, smiling nervously with a bruised face.
Hu Qianqiu glanced at him with some disgust, snorted, and didn't care. He looked at Zong Shou with a smile and was extremely kind, as if Zong Shou was his own child.
"How is the prince's injury now?"
Zong Shou stretched out his muscles and bones, and his whole body made a beep-beep-beep sound, like fried soybeans. Then he smiled and said: "It's no longer a serious problem. Thank you Uncle Tiger for being merciful!"
Hu Qianqiu took the lead slightly, he knew it well, so he didn't ask too many questions. Knowing Zong Shou, it was just after a long battle that "the Qi pulses in his body were not harmonious. He had always controlled his strength just now and would not really hurt Zong Shou. Don't look at the blood he vomited just now." In fact, it was just the shock of the counterattack, and there was nothing real. of injuries. Just adjust your breath a little after the war.
Staring at Zong Shou again and looking up and down, the smile on Hu Qianqiu's face gradually faded. With a solemn expression, he raised his glass and said: "This is the first glass of wine. Lord Jingjun, the Heavenly Spirit Sect, was stunned for a moment, a little dumbfounded. At this time, his cheap father is not dead yet!"
"It only takes a few years" to come back from the sea of sinking clouds, and then display great power.
First, he killed the Zong clan with his own hands, and hung the head of the clan on the flagpole of Qiantian Mountain to dry in the sun for three months.
Later, he was angry at Lingyun Sect for failing to keep his promise, so he went to Danling Mountain alone and went on a killing spree, killing thirteen powerful men and then walked away. Even several elders of the sect joined forces, but they could not keep him. Next. This made the number one sect in Yunlu to the east almost unable to protect its own holy land.
Of course, that was because "because of his death" he didn't know whether this would still be the case in this era.
Anyway, he was quite afraid of this strong man. Whenever I act, I have a lot of scruples, and I don’t dare to take those few ownerless treasures away easily, let alone leave the sight of Yin Yang and Chu Xue.
Although he was thinking this in his mind, Zong Shou's face also turned solemn. He raised his glass solemnly and sprinkled the wine aside.
Hu Qianqiu sighed slightly and raised a second glass of wine, but did not drink it. Instead, he looked at Zong Shou with inquiring eyes: "I am very curious. Now in Qiantian Mountain, General Zuo Tingzhu and I, Qiu Wei, are both impartial and undecided. Why is it that the prince invited me, and why? Isn’t it Qiu Tingzhu?”
Zong Shou narrowed his eyes and murmured calmly and elegantly: "I heard from Yin Yang that Qiu Wei was the most loyal to my father, and he was the only minister who risked everything to support me, Zong Shou, and inherit the title of Demon King. Uncle Tiger But he is even more prudent and pays attention to the overall situation. He has never fallen to one side, but to check and balance the three of Qian Tianshan?"
Hu Qianqiu laughed heartily and said with a sense of relief: "Your Majesty is really smart! You are indeed a cub born by your Majesty. You, the Sky Fox clan, are indeed born to be extremely smart. But you are too smart. My brother Weiran, It’s really hard for me to hide this. The Crown Prince is obviously extremely talented and unparalleled in the east, but he refuses to tell us brothers. These days, I feel very nervous.”
Hu Zhongyuan nodded his head in sympathy, somewhat resentful.
Zong Shou felt helpless. Before Zong Weiran disappeared, he really had no inner breath at all.
But at this time, there is no need to explain.
Then Hu Qianqiu's expression changed, and he said thoughtfully: "If you think about it carefully, it is really necessary to hide it. Although your eight-tailed fox royal family cannot shake the foundation of our Qiantian Mountain, it has been quite troublesome recently. These guys used to abandon us and leave the cloud world to avoid being hunted by the human race. Now they are shameless and want to come back. If the prince's situation is known to them early, I'm afraid it won't be good. What about poisoning and assassination? You are capable of all kinds of dirty tricks. And then there is the Crown Prince’s mother’s family, your Majesty definitely has your own reasons.”
Zong Shou's hand holding the wine glass couldn't help but tremble slightly. His eyes were wide open and his mouth could not be closed for a moment.
So he really had a reason to keep a low profile and hide his pearls
Tianhu royal family? This is different from the Seven-tailed Clan, the Snow Clan of the Eight-tailed Sky Fox Royal Family, which was famous in the era of the God Emperor. The strength is not inferior to that of the Holy Land Sect.
With a slight change of thought in Zong Shou's mind, he completely gave up the idea of smiling proudly to the east and testing the world with his sword from now on. It seems that as a person, it is better to keep a low profile.
After drinking the second glass, Hu Qianqiu threw the wine glass away, took out two dishes from the servant behind him, and placed them between the two of them.
Xuanyuan Yiren's expression moved slightly, then returned to calm. Holding another bottle in his hand, he filled it up solemnly.
Hu Qianqiu ignored it and said with a glint in his eyes: "I was worried that you would not be able to control Qiantian Mountain, causing millions of monsters in our mountain city, and the provinces that had been built with ten years of hard work, to collapse overnight. Now that I have no such worries, I naturally have no reason to serve others. The Crown Prince asked Yin Yang to summon me. I wonder what his instructions are?? As long as you say a word today, I, Hu Qianqiu, will accompany the Crown Prince and fight back to Qiantian Mountain! Take that Chop off Zong Shi’s head and use it as a wine flask for the prince!”
The corners of Zong Shou's lips raised slightly, and his expression returned to calmness again: "Uncle Tiger, I am not in a hurry to be the Demon King. In these three to five months, I want to stay out for a while, find a place, and practice carefully."
Jianhu Qianqiu frowned and seemed to want to speak.
Zong Shou smiled and waved his hand, indicating that he should be calm.
"Now that Yunxiashan is approaching, if I go back and continue to be the Demon King, it will only do bad things. I don't want to pretend to be their puppet and suffer. Besides, the Zong clan has stretched its hands too far in these years. It is not convenient for me to treat my relatives. Take action, so I have to trouble Uncle Hu and Zuo Tingzhu! Don’t go too far, just let them be more honest."
Hu Qianqiu's eyes bulged, and then he laughed loudly: "I, Hu Qianqiu, are really blind with these eyes. Very good! The prince has the intelligence of the emperor, but not half of the indecisiveness of the emperor. The Zong clan, these Nian is so arrogant, but your Majesty has always been tolerant and indulgent. I, Hu Qianqiu, have long been dissatisfied. So I will take care of this matter. Don’t worry, Your Majesty, when you return to Qiantian Mountain, there will be no such smoky atmosphere in the mountain city. "
Hu Zhongyuan's expression changed and he winked. Could these words be said by his father? The prince's words clearly had some evil intentions and were destined to greatly offend the Demon King's own clan.
Hu Qianqiu ignored him and narrowed his eyes slightly: "But Prince, do you believe in me so much? You are not afraid of what I, Hu Qianqiu, will do."
"I believe in Uncle Hu, but I don't believe it all!" Zong Shou flicked his sleeves and pointed to the side: "So my two servants. I also want to ask Uncle Hu to take them back together! With the combined efforts of Uncle Hu and Qiu Tingzhu, I think we can make them two. Holding an important position!”
The fingers pointed at Yin Yang and Lian Fan. Anfu said that he had no intention anyway and stayed in Qiantian Mountain all day long to take care of government affairs. Wouldn't it be best to support a few of his cronies and not take care of everything
Hu Qianqiu's eyes lit up again, and his admiration became stronger.
Don't listen to one side or believe one side, even if you are a close friend, you still have no shortage of preventive measures. He has superb martial arts, no shortage of skills, and is even more ruthless. Isn't such a person a qualified candidate for the Demon King
But he had no idea that Zong Shou was thinking of being lazy at this moment, making plans in advance for a beautiful and leisurely life in the future.
Hu Qianqiu felt that the more he watched, the more satisfied he became, and laughed loudly. He took the Tiger Saber into his hand again. As soon as the big knife cut, a huge amount of bright red blood sprayed out.
When the wine in the bowl was dyed red, Hu Qianqiu looked over with great anticipation.
Zong Shou saw that his lips were twitching. Could it be that he had to bleed again? By the way, the demon clan has a blood pact. Once they make an oath, they will never rebel for the rest of their lives. However, once a new demon king takes the throne, the blood alliance needs to be reset.
In this way, Yin Yang once said that they live in Tianshan, with a total of one hundred and forty-seven tribes. After forming these blood alliances one by one, it can be predicted that the day when I will be anemic is not far away, and I will imitate that day when the thunder was like a thunder, and only a few drops of blood were forced out. Just look at Hu Qianqiu's pure expectant eyes, and the shocking wound on this man's wrist. Thinking about it, it was still too disrespectful, so I had to grit my teeth, close my eyes and cut my own wrist open in the same way. But it was only a few centimeters shallow, and it only scratched open the flesh, and dozens of drops of blood dripped out. Even if you cope with it.
At this moment, both Hu Qianqiu and Xuanyuan Yiren and Hu Zhongyuan on both sides had solemn expressions.
Everyone nearby also knelt down towards Zong Shou, and the atmosphere suddenly turned solemn and sacred.
Hu Qianqiu also half-knelt on the ground, holding one of the dishes in front of Zong Shou solemnly with both hands.
It wasn't until Zong Shou took it with a solemn expression that Hu Qianqiu raised his bowl high.
"Today, I, Hu Qianqiu, have made a blood alliance. I belong to the Tianshan Iron Tiger clan, and I am willing to make the prince my king!"