After hearing Jinghong, Chu Xun stopped for a moment and turned around to come back.
"Aren't you leaving? Why are you coming back?" Yan Guilai's face was full of surprise, but the pride on his lips gave him away.
"It suddenly occurred to me that it's not appropriate to leave you here." Chu Xun looked at Yan Huilai seriously and said, "Well, a thousand spiritual grasses are indeed a lot. I'll give you a half discount, five hundred. How about the strain?"
"Deal." Yan Guilai smiled and stretched out his hand.
"What do you mean?" Chu Xun was slightly startled.
"Didn't you say you would give me five hundred spiritual grasses?" Yan Guilai said jokingly.
"Are you looking for a beating?" Chu Xun geared up.
"Okay, I can't offend you, okay?" Yan Gui made a sign of invitation, "The environment here is difficult, how can I bear to make you suffer, you'd better just go ahead."
After saying that, Yan Guihui stopped talking to Chu Xun and walked over leisurely to chat with several elders of the Yan family.
Not long after, the Yan family disciples came back after buying tents.
Soon the tents were set up, leaving only two tents.
"These two are reserved for Yan'er and Fairy Jinghong. Please be careful and don't let mice or anything get in." Yan Guilai shouted.
Chu Xun curled his lips, feeling so disgusted that he wanted to beat this old guy again.
"Little friend Chu Xun, I see it's getting late. You guys hurry up and buy a tent!" Yan Guilai said with a smile: "Although people who practice martial arts are used to eating in the open air, there is nothing we can do about it. . It’s still too late for you to buy a tent.”
Without waiting for Chu Xun's response, Yan Guilai shouted loudly, asking the Yan family disciples to enter the tent and not to wander out casually.
Not long after, Yan returned and started shouting again in the tent.
"Tsk tsk... Good wine, good meat, admiring the boundless beauty, it's so comfortable."
The Yan family disciples also bought a lot of meat and wine when they came back.
There was a small skylight on Yan Guilui's tent, and he could see the sky. He was holding a glass of wine, shaking his head and saying: "Raise your glass to the sunset, lower your head... squeak..."
Yan Gui returned and drank loudly. From time to time, he would show off and recite a few nonsense poems.
"Chu Shen, shall I go buy a tent?" Long said.
Chu Xun raised his eyebrows slightly, waved his hand and said, "If there is something ready-made, why go there yourself?"
"Do it yourself." Chu Xun left, and then rushed into Yan Guihui's tent.
Bang bang...!
There was a burst of fists, accompanied by Yan Guihui's screams.
Long Yi and Long Er looked at each other, then rushed into the tents of the two elders of the Yan family.
"Demon King Chu, what are you doing? Let me go. Yawen," Yan Guilai roared.
boom!
He was thrown out of the tent by Chu Xun. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his two panda eyes were even darker.
"Elders, follow me to slay the demon." Yan Guilai yelled angrily.
As a result, before he finished speaking, two figures flew out from the two tents and fell in front of him.
"Master!"
The two Yan elders, with bruises and swollen faces, looked pitifully at Yan's return.
"You... are so disappointing." Yan Guilai glared at the two of them.
The two Yan family elders murmured in their hearts, aren't you the same? Our eyes were still black and blue.
"Demon King Chu, you are going too far."
Bliss!
"When you meet a close friend, a thousand cups of wine are too little. If you don't follow the conversation, you'll drink it in a big gulp..."
"Long Yi and Long Er, don't be idle, start drinking."
"yes."
Long Yi and Long Er responded.
"Shen Chu, I once heard the old village chief's drinking jingle. Do you want to listen?" Long Er shouted.
"Tell me about it," Chu Xundao said.
"When the old village chief drinks, he always says that one, two, and two ounces is enough to rinse his mouth, three ounces and four ounces is not counted as wine, five ounces and six ounces is enough to support the wall while walking, and seven ounces and eighty ounces are still roaring."
Chu Xun laughed dumbly and said, "Is this really what Long Qingquan said?"
"real."
Chu Xun found it interesting that an old-fashioned person like Long Qingquan could also write such limericks.
"Demon King Chu, you robber, can you get out?" Yan Guilai was so angry that his head was smoking. He occupied their tent and even gave them food and drink. It was so bullying.
"If you have the ability, come in. I can't beat you to death." Chu Xun said contemptuously.
Yan Guilai was so angry that he jumped up and down. He rolled up his arms and sleeves and was about to rush in and fight Chu Xun. The two elders of the Yan family quickly pulled him.
"Master, don't go in. You'll get beaten if you go in."
Yan Guilai felt bad all over. He felt as if he had been stabbed by someone. He said angrily: "What do you call this? I just let him, do you know how to protect me? Otherwise, I would have beaten him to death." I don’t recognize him anymore.”
"The master is right, we are letting those two people go. After all, they are all friends of the young master. It would not be good to break them."
"Yes, yes, I was merciful just now and didn't care too much about him, otherwise I would slap him down."
"You are doing the right thing. We, the Yan family, are all qualified people. We cannot behave like some demons, burning, killing, robbing, and banditry."
The two elders shrank their necks and secretly looked at Chu Xun's tent. They found that there was no movement, and then they breathed a sigh of relief.
"Master, there are two more tents over there, please make do with them first. The young master won't be back soon."
"Um!"
Yan Guilai dusted off the dirt on his body, snorted coldly towards the tent where Chu Xun was, and then led the two elders to the two empty tents on the side.
"You have a bruised nose and a swollen face and you are still bragging? Three old men are not ashamed!" Chu Xun was speechless for a while and shook his head in amusement.
…
Zang Fengling was like a bereaved dog, running like crazy, not daring to stop and rest for fear that Chu Xun would regret it and catch up with him and kill him.
After running wildly for two or three hours, after seeing the Zang's door, he was exhausted, his eyesight turned black, he fell over and passed out.
This frightened the disciple who was guarding the Zang family, and he hurriedly carried Zang Fengling in.
Zang Fengling fainted, causing the entire Zang family to panic.
A tall, middle-aged man in rich clothes had a gloomy face and a cold light in his eyes. He was Zang Yuanzhi, the head of the Zang family.
Zang Yuanzhi's whole body was filled with chills, which frightened everyone in the Zang family into silence.
As we all know, Zang Fengling is the only one in this generation of the Zang family. If something happens to Zang Fengling, it will definitely be a big earthquake.
Along with Zang Yuanzhi were two unusually tall men with fierce faces and scarlet eyes. One is named Jin Wei and the other is named Jin Cheng. Both of them are masters of the Vajra clan.
After Zang Yuanzhi checked Zang Fengling's body, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and the cold air around him also subsided.
"Master, how is the young master?" A high-status elder of the Zang family dared to ask.
"It's too frightening and the internal energy is exhausted. It's nothing serious." Although he said this, he still checked it again uneasily and made sure there was no other problem before he felt relieved. After all, Zang Fengling is his only son, so nothing can go wrong.
As a warrior, the higher the level of cultivation, the lower the chance of giving birth to an heir.
Zang Yuanzhi conveyed inner energy to Zang Fengling and fed him pills to restore his energy and spirit.
Not long after, Zang Fengling regained consciousness.
"Father, save me...save me..." Zang Fengling opened his eyes and saw Zang Yuanzhi, looking panicked and confused. He held Zang Yuanzhi's hand and shouted.
Zang Yuanzhi's eyes shot out two cold rays, looking at Zang Fengling, he was filled with murderous intent.
"Don't be afraid, as my father is here, no one can hurt you." Zang Yuanzhi comforted him.
Gradually, Zang Fengling's expression calmed down.
"Mr. Zang, what happened? Why are you the only one back?" Jin Wei stepped forward to ask. Naturally, he was not worried about the Zang family, but that the five Vajra clan masters who went with Zang Fengling did not come back.
Zang Fengling was not completely awake. When he heard Jin Wei's question, he was stunned for a moment, and suddenly shouted in horror: "Dead, they are all dead, don't kill me... don't kill me..."
Zang Fengling's crazy look made everyone else present jump.
Moreover, what Zang Fengling said was that everyone else was dead, and they heard it clearly.
Everyone couldn't help but be stunned. There were more than 150 people out this time, including more than 20 emperor-level masters, as well as masters from the Vajra clan. Who could kill them all
Jin Wei and Jin Cheng looked at each other, their ugly looks even more frightening. Jin Cheng said: "Mr. Zang, could you please be more clear?"
"Dead, all dead, they were all killed, blood flowed all over the ground, and there were broken limbs and broken arms all over the ground." Zang Fengling was trembling, but at least he was sober and his words were no longer confused.
"Mr. Zang, can you please explain clearly what happened?" Jin Wei was impatient and kept saying those few words back and forth to Zang Fengling, and he couldn't help but feel angry.
Zang Yuanzhi's face darkened and he said, "Brother Jin, the child was stimulated. Can you wait until he calms down before asking?"
Jin Wei opened his mouth to speak, but Jin Cheng stopped him and shook his head at him.
Everyone was silent and could only wait for Zang Fengling's mood to stabilize before asking.
Jin Wei's blood-red eyes looked at Zang Fengling from time to time, with disdain in his eyes. He was a waste, so scared that he looked like this.
Jin Cheng winked at him many times. This was the Zang family. Judging from the extent of Zang Yuanzhi's doting on Zang Fengling, he was a powder keg at this time. Whoever messed with him would be in trouble. Although the King Kong clan is not afraid of his Zang family, there is no need to fall out because of this matter. After all, the two sides are still allies.
After about a stick of incense, Zang Fengling spoke on his own.
"Everyone is dead except me."
"How did they die?" Jin Wei asked, "Is there an old monster in Liuli Pavilion?"
Zang Fengling's words were still trembling, and he said: "A hundred times more terrifying than the old monster. Even the old monster will not kill everyone."
"Children, what happened to you?" Zang Yuanzhi couldn't help but ask.
"Demon King Chu."
Zang Fengling only said these three words, which made everyone present turn pale.
"Have you met Demon King Chu?" an elder of the Zang family asked in silence.
Zang Fengling nodded and said: "Yes, Liuli Pavilion was almost finished. Who would have thought that Demon King Chu suddenly appeared and went on a killing spree, killing all of our people."
"Is Demon King Chu so terrifying?" Jin Wei didn't believe it, "Where's Jin Zhong? He is the ninth-grade human emperor."
Zang Fengling looked up at him and trembled: "Senior Jin, his arms were broken by Demon King Chu's punch, and then he was stepped on in two pieces. There are no other masters in your clan who can withstand the punch of Demon King Chu." The power."
Jin Wei and Jin Cheng looked at each other at the same time, and both saw the horror in the other's eyes. Among the masters of their clan, no one could withstand the power of Demon King Chu's punch. In this way, Jin Zhong and the others were killed instantly.