Chapter 148: Disappointment or Not (Second Subscription for Monthly Ticket)

Between the two cloud tumblers, a huge bonfire rose at some point. It was already late at night, and Hu Qianqiu's complexion was even uglier.

An hour and a half had passed, but the prince still hadn't come back.

Hu Zhongyuan could no longer hold back. There is also a look of impatience between his eyebrows and eyes. Every time he wanted to speak, he finally stopped talking and forbeared. In the end, it turned into a muffled groan: "Father, I only hope that you can keep your word this time, and just wait for him for a long time."

Hu Qianqiu didn't answer, just stared at him coldly, then continued to sit quietly for a while, then suddenly opened his tiger's eyes, and looked towards a valley in the distance.

"Since Mr. Zong Ling is here, why don't you come and talk about it? Could it be that you really think that the bullying old man is deaf and blind, and won't notice you bastards?"

As soon as the words fell, a soft snort suddenly came from seven miles away, and Zongling appeared, leading Feng Xiaofan behind him, and walked over generously.

He didn't stop until he was tens of feet away from the cloud-turning cart, chose a stone taller than a person and sat down, sneered and said: "I didn't plan to hide it from you! Master Hu Qianqiu is the earth chakra and eight meridians. Grandmaster Xuanwu. Without a master's cultivation, who can hide under his nose? It's just that the Zongling is a little curious. You father and son have come here all the way, what is the plot with the son?"

Feng Xiao, who was following behind him, immediately brightened his eyes. Although this son of Zongling usually has a bit of a temper, but at this time, facing Hu Qianqiu, he handled it well, generously and decently, without showing any timidity. No wonder Zong Shi attached great importance to him and ordered him to come and take charge of the heavenly bureau.

At this moment, even that Tiger Central Plains showed an expression of admiration.

"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 of me, Hu Qianqiu, killing people."

Zong Ling slightly——, didn't care: "Master Hu Qianqiu really has this intention, you can do it, Zong Ling will never resist, if you want to cut yourself off from my brother, then Zong Ling can't do it either. Gan Tianshan can't do without you Tiehu One family, but you are not the only one in the adult clan. You need to know that the secret meeting between you and the son here is not only feared by my elder brother's family. Even Zong Yang and the master Yuan must be careful. I have doubts. It’s powerful inside, so please think about it, my lord.”

Hu Zhongyuan frowned, but sighed slightly, and persuaded Hu Qianqiu: "Mr. Zong Ling is a noble man, and he is one of the descendants of the Zong family. Father, how can you talk to him like this?"

Hu Qianqiu snorted heavily, wishing he could punch his spineless son hard. In the depths of the eyes, even more murderous intent flickered.

In the end, he didn't say a word and turned his eyes away.

"You are quite capable, kid. If there is something ulterior between me and Shizi, you just listen and watch."

Slightly sighed in the words, with endless regret. Even if that eldest son has half the ability of this sect spirit, he will definitely not be able to do everything, and help the only descendant of this brother Weiran to the position of Demon King.

Zong Ling dismissed it with a smile, said nothing more, took out some food contentedly, sat on the rock, and filled his stomach. While eating, she secretly glanced at Xuanyuan Yiren who was on the other cloud-turning car, with a bit of resentment and greed in her eyes.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Yiren has dug his nails deeply into his flesh. With the help of the tingling pain, he barely suppressed the restlessness and anxiety in his heart.

Staring at the hills in the distance, he wished Zong Shou would never show up here.

Li Yunniang's expression also fluctuated from yin to yin, and her eyes also showed worry, but it was just a matter of worry, but it was completely different from Xuanyuan Yiren.

After hesitating for a moment, Li Yuniang took a deep breath and made a decision: "Miss, can we leave Yuniang for a while? Yuniang has something to tell Miss!"

Xuanyuan Yiren raised his eyebrows, he didn't care, he still looked at the hills: "What is there that can't be said here?"

Li Yunniang shook her head slightly, her tone was condensed: "It's about my Xuanshan City, and Miss Yiren's parents. This statement cannot be heard by others! It only takes a moment to deal with it one by one."

"My parents?" Xuanyuan Yiren was stunned, and turned around suspiciously: "Is this true?"

Seeing Li Yuniang's face, he hesitated for a moment, then jumped up and swept aside.

Li Yunniang's mind immediately relaxed, and she glanced at the hill over there with extremely complicated eyes. Immediately, he jumped up, followed Xuanyuan Yiren, and galloped there.

Seeing the figures of these two people gradually disappearing from sight, Hu Qianqiu raised his thick eyebrows, somewhat suddenly: "These two girls, what are they doing so mysteriously?"

But he didn't care too much, Hu Qianqiu looked up at the sky, then turned to Yin Yang again, with a cold voice, and asked lightly: "It's more than half of the time now, I, Hu Qianqiu, will do what I say! Since it is only Wait for half a day, then you won't wait for him for another moment. After half an hour, no matter how much you beg, you will leave immediately and return to Qiantian Mountain. Yin Yang, you need to know that today is not because I am a tiger and never miss your old love. It’s just that the son is not so blessed, so he didn’t come here! It’s the utmost benevolence to run this trip with you!”

"Don't be impatient, my lord!"

Yin Yang's expression was still Gujing Wubo, and he was faintly confident: "I don't know if the son can make it back at that time, but if I miss it today, it must be your lifelong legacy!"

Hu Qianqiu's tiger eyes opened slightly, and there was a real sense of astonishment in the eyes. This Yin Yang's words, until now, did not show the slightest sense of panic. And in his words, he was really determined, as if he didn't care whether he would stay or not.

That's all for Yin Yang, this Lian Fan is clearly not from Qian Tianshan. Why? Not only is he willing to serve under Zong Shou's command, but he seems to be proud of it.

I can't help but feel very curious, and I feel more hopeful. Or that old friend's son could really surprise him a bit.

Hu Zhongyuan next to him had another feeling: "Big words! My father shouldn't have come this time!"

After a mocking smile, Hu Zhongyuan looked aside again and saw Zong Ling and his party eating dry food over there. Subconsciously, his face sank, and he flicked his sleeves aside. Immediately there were servants by the bonfire, and they all understood. He brought the two freshly roasted wild tooth pigs to Zong Ling.

By the way, beside the stone, there was also a fire.

Zong Ling didn't refuse, and directly took off one of the hind legs, and bit it hard, his mouth was full of oil, and the taste was quite delicious. Can't help but gesture towards Hu Zhongyuan's jaw with emotion. The latter also smiled, feeling relieved and quite satisfied.

He thought that his father was old, and he valued his relationship with the king too much. The future of the Iron Tiger Clan still needs to be planned by him.

That son, although he is the emperor's first son. But with a body with two veins, how can a cripple be worthy of the position of Demon King? Father is really old and confused.

Mr. Zong Shi is not only one of the descendants of Tianhu Zong's family, but also at the age of twenty, he is a congenital. All the hidden husband clans in Yunlu in the east want to be accepted as the direct lineage, and they should be cited as the reliance of Qiantian Mountain.

In this chaotic world, only the strong can gain a foothold and keep the foundation of Qiantian Mountain.

A few tens of miles away, a battle has ended hastily. The whole process, less than half a quarter of an hour, has come to an end.

Zong Yuan was disheveled, lying on the ground unable to move, but he was still able to speak: "Why didn't you kill me? Why did you keep your hand just now? With your swordsmanship, if you want to kill me, it will take less than ten breaths! What a shame! 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 that this person uses is really good. Just like what Zong Weiran said, this person's hope of hitting the sky does not mean when the spiritual tide is rising, but when the spiritual energy is low.

The talent is indeed comparable to that of some direct descendants of the Tianzong, but it is a pity that the marksmanship is too scattered and unsystematic, so the score is slightly reduced.

With a sudden movement in his heart, Zong Shou asked with a smile: "Your Zilei Spear, did you create it yourself? This marksmanship is also self-taught?"

That Zongyuan was stunned, his face was gloomy, and he snorted coldly: "I am not your direct descendant, how can there be any good martial arts to learn?" Accept me easily. What else can I do besides creating my own? Hey! If I had your conditions, the one who loses today may not be me! I will definitely be able to kill you under my gun."

Zong Shou's eyes lit up, and he had a high opinion of this person. This guy's strength is about the same as that of 'Sly Sword, Ren Qianchou', but he is talented. But it can be compared with a hundred thousand blood kills.

Skip the last sentence of this person automatically. Zong Shou waved his hand casually, and there was a flash of thunder on his palm, and he laughed softly: "Speaking of the Tianhu Zong Clan, Zong Shou is actually a branch! We should share the same hatred with the enemy. If you are sorry, I have a unique skill in the art of thunder. If you are willing to follow me, it’s okay to pass it on to you!”

Zong Yuan's expression immediately moved slightly, showing the color of being distracted, then he turned his head and spat in his mouth: "You'd better kill me! Zong Yuan would rather die than be a treacherous person!"

Zong Shou couldn't help but smile: "Cousin, you are sincere, why don't you even understand falsehood and falsehood? If you follow me for a while, won't you not only save your life, but also learn this unique skill?"

Looking aside, he saw that the corpse of Long Batian had been disposed of by Chuxue. He caught all the ferocious beasts directly, without much urging. He ate up Long Batian without leaving any traces. Only leave at this moment, some belongings.

Chuxue has been with him for months, and things like destroying corpses and traces have become more and more agile and skillful.

Zong Shou smiled, and looked in the direction of the flames. Hu Qianqiu is said to be impatient because of these two people who have wasted so much time, will he be impatient to wait? It's better to hurry over there. ! .