With Chu Xue carrying the tied up Zong Yuan, the 3 of them continued to run towards where the flames rose up. This time, there weren't any unexpected changes. The few tens of miles took around 15 minutes to rush over.
Before they even got close, Zong Shou's brows furrowed, following which his lips curled up. This time all the people from Gantian Mountain came.
Not only did the person he invited come, but even Zongling came uninvited. Even this Zong Yuan had fallen into his hands.
He felt Hu Qianqiu's intent reach over. Zong Shou broke out into a laugh, stopping the lightning travelling spirit bone, only using his full strength to walk over.
At this moment, the rest of the people had already sensed it and all of them looked over. Yin Yang and Lian Fan's faces were filled with joy. As for Hu Zhongyuan and Zongling, their faces were filled with disdain. The latter instinctively mocked, "You actually dare to run around at such a time! Zong Shou you really are the son of the ruler, really bold. Aren't you afraid of dying in the hands of Yunxia Mountain or Blazing Flame Mountain … "
As he said that, he suddenly stopped, looking at Zong Yuan who was tied up like a dumpling, being carried by Chu Xue with one hand.
After being stunned for a moment, he burst out laughing, "Zong Yuan, who knew that your purple lightning spear would have such a day? Weren't you arrogant in the past, why are you in such a bad state today? How did you get captured by my cousin, did you offend him and cause that person to act? You knew that fellow was protecting my cousin, aren't you a little too dumb? "
Zong Yuan's face turned green, scoffing, too lazy to reply. He looked at Zongling like he was looking at an idiot. Originally he wanted to remind him to let this fellow run and spread the news. At this time, however, he didn't want to say anything, thinking that it wouldn't be long before you would cry.
Zong Shou raised his eyebrows when he heard this. This was not the first time he had sensed the existence of the Black Turtle Ancestor.
In his heart, he was also filled with doubts. Why didn't this person show himself? That day when he fought with Li Yaling, why was he so late? And why did he retreat halfway?
Why didn't Yin Yang know the details of this Xuanwu ancestor?
Judging from their conversation, they seemed to know something about that person. Once today's matter was settled, he would carefully interrogate this Zong Yuan Zongling.
This was especially so for the latter. Cloud Saint City had only let him go because of his misgivings. Today, there was no reason for him to let him slip away under his nose.
This fellow had simply become a dog-skin plaster, unable to be shaken off.
There was also Chu Xue. For some reason, when she saw Hu Qianqiu, Chu Xue was a little hesitant, hiding behind Zong Shou. Occasionally, she would sneak glances at Hu Qianqiu and his son, her eyes filled with hesitation, making him feel weird. However, at this moment, he didn't have the time to think about the reason.
His thoughts were in a mess for a moment before Zong Shou retracted his thoughts. Looking at the sixty over old man on the carriage roof, he didn't need to differentiate to know that this person was Zong Weiran's right hand man, the second strongest person in Gantian Mountain, Hu Qianqiu.
Be it appearance or aura, it was exactly the same as in his thirteen years of memory.
It was also at this moment that a strong will faintly pressed down on him. Zong Shou was really calm, his eyes calm as he exchanged glances with Hu Qianqiu before slightly bowing, "Hello Uncle Hu! Within ten days and nights, I have troubled you to rush here from so far away. Uncle Hu must have had a hard time, Zong Shou is really grateful! "
"Three years of not seeing you, the prince's manners and etiquette are really decent! In terms of hard work, no matter how hard it is for Hu Qianqiu, it can't be compared to Yin Yang. "
Looking at how Zong Shou wasn't intimidated by his aura, Hu Qianqiu was surprised. Hu Qianqiu was pleasantly surprised, but after looking up and down, his face darkened. It was still the same, no internal energy and no soul power.
That made sense, how could a dual meridian body cultivate? Even if he changed to spiritual spells, it would still be difficult. He shouldn't have held any hope.
Suppressing the disappointment in his heart, Hu Qianqiu stood up, solemnly bowing, "Hu Qianqiu greets your highness! What matter does the prince have for me? "
Hu Zhongyuan couldn't help but frown, not used to his father being so respectful, especially in front of Zongling.
What ability did this kid have to be treated so respectfully by his father? However, being stared at by Hu Qianqiu, he also stood up and bowed unwillingly. However, his expression was really cold, his eyes cold.
That gaze was like a knife, directly cutting over and filled with warning intent. Zong Shou smiled when he saw that, not bothering at all.
"This time I invited Uncle Hu over because I have two matters to trouble you with. Firstly, the Gantian Mountain Monster king position is mine, Zong Shou's for sure. How can my father's legacy fall into the hands of others? Uncle Hu, please lend me a hand! "
Hu Qianqiu's body shook slightly, his face filled with shock. Hu Zhongyuan only felt that his chest was about to explode from anger, filled with rage. He didn't bother about his father beside him, directly laughing coldly, "Prince, you really dare to open your mouth? You really don't know when to back off! You are just a piece of trash and a half-monster. Even if the Monster king position is given to you, can you sit still? Although Gantian Mountain was built by the ruler, it concerns the life and death of the hundred races in the mountain city. Do you really want us to be wiped out by Yunxia Mountain and Blazing Flame Mountain before you are willing to stop? "
Zongling laughed, spitting out a piece of bone from her mouth, her expression calm, "If you want the Monster king position then just sit there. No one will snatch it from you? Be it my brother or Zong Yang or Zong Shiyuan, they don't have any intentions to fight with you. Cousin, it isn't your fault that you can't cultivate, but I didn't expect that your brain would be so dumb … "
Hu Qianqiu's face twisted, looking really vicious and filled with killing intent. A moment later he sighed, his expression calming back down.
But before Zong Ling could finish his words, a voice rang out. On the other side, Zong Yuan suddenly laughed out loud. He was extremely arrogant and didn't stop for a long time, filled with a mocking intent.
Zongling's words were interrupted and she was unhappy, thinking to herself that Zong Yuan was crazy? Laughing non-stop? Annoyed, she threw a bone over, "What are you laughing at? What's so funny, I think your purple lightning spear is dumb! "
That bone had true energy as it slashed through the air, bringing with it a whistling sound. Chu Xue didn't want to help Zong Yuan block, allowing that bone to hit his face.
Zong Yuan didn't feel any pain, his laughter stopping, his tone turning cold, "Zongling, do you remember that day in Cloud Saint City? Who was the dumb one in the end? Today's matter is also amusing. You scolded me to your heart's content, but in a while you will know who the truly dumb one is! Let's just hope that at that time Zongling you don't cry! Hehe, an ant dares to mock an elephant for being short! Forget it, I Zong Yuan am actually similar to you, both amusing and pitiful. I'm too lazy to talk about you … "
As he said those words, his heart was filled with despair and laziness. As for the people present, they were all baffled when they heard this and were extremely puzzled.
Only Yin Yang had a smile on his face. Lian Fan slightly shook his head, his face filled with disdain.
Apart from the two of them, out of everyone, only Feng Xiao's heart tightened, instinctively feeling that something wasn't right.
Zongling laughed coldly, not bothering about Zong Yuan's words, treating it like a mad dog barking.
His cousin could only rely on a heavily injured Xuanwu ancestor. This person wasn't even sure if he would survive, so what kind of waves could he cause?
Hu Qianqiu's heart was heavy, thinking about what to say before he expressionlessly shook his head, "Your highness, after the ruler disappeared, the reason why I didn't rely on him and rushed here within these ten days and nights was because of the ruler's kindness. If the Crown Prince wants my Iron Tiger Clan to … "
Before he finished, Zong Shou waved his sleeves, "Whether or not Uncle Hu agrees, let's talk about it later! I have a second matter to ask of Uncle Hu! "
A cold light flashed as Zong Shou took out the lightning tooth sword once more. Little Gold's body once again covered it, causing the sword body to instantly turn silver-white as it pointed towards the carriage.
"I heard that Uncle Hu's martial path is only below my father in Gantian Mountain. You have a tiger overlord knife. Today Zong Shou would like to ask Uncle for advice! "
When his voice fell, almost everyone present fell silent. They looked over at Zong Shou in disbelief.
They found it hard to believe that those words came from Zong Shou's mouth.
Zong Yuan couldn't help but close his eyes. He knew that the final situation would be like this. Following which his eyes opened wide as he stared right at Zong Shou. He thought to himself that it wasn't bad to be able to watch such an exciting battle before he died.
Zongling also forgot to continue chewing the meat in his mouth, his mouth wide open, unable to close.
This Zong Shou didn't have any internal energy and actually dared to challenge Hu Qianqiu, a Xuanwu ancestor. Did he hear wrongly? Hu Zhongyuan was also at a loss, not knowing why this Zong Shou would raise such a suggestion.
Hu Qianqiu's brows furrowed, his expression turning cold as he looked carefully at Zong Shou, his eyes serious. Thinking about it, he said expressionlessly, "Prince, are you serious? Do you know that my blade is always merciless? At that time, I might not be able to stop myself. "
Zong Shou didn't say anything, his eyes looking straight ahead. Although no energy leaked out from his body, his mind had entered an extremely quiet and mysterious realm.
His heart was clear, his entire person and the sword in his hand seemed to have merged into one at this moment.
The other people here didn't feel anything. Hu Qianqiu's eyes lit up, the blood in his chest that was originally as cold as ice started to surge once more.
This half-monster teen in front of him, the son of Weiran, at this moment, his sword and intent merged!
"Idiot, why aren't you going to get my blade!"
He suddenly hollered. Seeing that Hu Zhongyuan was startled and didn't react, Hu Qianqiu scolded and directly jumped up beside a Windrider foal not far away.
Ying!
Following this clear ringing sound, a long saber that was about seven feet long, with a back full of hooked teeth, was suddenly drawn from its scabbard. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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