Chapter 660 Crazy Revenge

"Do you think that the vice-captain of the Tang family's second-tier representative team can let me return to the Tang family, Mr. Song, would you agree if it was you?" Tang Tiansong said lukewarmly.

"Then you want to be the vice-captain of the Tang family's first-line team? That's not impossible. The vice-captain of the first-line team is Miss Tang Lingbo. If you join, you can assist the second young master with her."

As Master Song said, Tang Tiansong smiled sarcastically.

"What I want is the position of Tang Lei, the captain of the first-line team."

"Tang Tiansong, you are too presumptuous. Tang Lei is the eldest son of the direct line, and only he is worthy of the position of captain. Don't think that you can act recklessly after breaking through the peak of the minor supernatural powers. People like you in the Tang family, There are many." Lord Song scolded.

"Go back and tell the old man of the Tang family that if I, Tang Tiansong, want to go back to the Tang family, I will go back in a fair and open manner. I will never let go of everyone who plotted against me in the first place."

After Tang Tiansong finished speaking, he strode out, leaving behind a blue-faced Lord Song.

As soon as I left the door, I saw Ye Lingyue and Bo Qing waiting there.

The two made a remarkable gesture towards him.

They also thought that the Tang family would recruit Tang Tiansong, but they did not expect that Tang Tiansong would refuse so bluntly.

"Be patient, Shibie should be treated with admiration for three days."

Bo Qing whistled.

A hint of embarrassment appeared on Tang Tiansong's tough face.

"Don't shudder me. I, Tang Tiansong, are a human being, with clear grievances and grievances. I have achieved what I have achieved today, all thanks to the favor of the captain. Even if the Taizu of the Tang family came in person, I would not go back."

"But what if the other party is Tang Lingbo?"

Ye Lingyue looked at Tang Tiansong with a smile that was not a smile.

Tang Tiansong froze for a while before speaking.

"I have nothing to do with her."

Ye Lingyue shook her head, but she didn't intend to persuade them. No one else could interfere with the grievances between Tang Tiansong and Tang Lingbo.

After the three returned to the inn, they informed the team members of their itinerary in the next three days.

During these three days, Ye Lingyue reorganized the team and placed the remaining team members one after another.

However, it was said that several of Nian Xiaoxie's accomplices went straight to Jiuzhou Base Camp with Nian Xiaoxie's relics.

The Kyushu Base Camp is the central command place for the Jiuzhou Wild Hunt.

It consists of hundreds of space tents, which are located together, forming a community of hunters no smaller than a small village and town.

In one of the medium-sized tents, an elderly man with gray-brown hair and beard was furious.

"Dead?! Okay, how did Xiaoxie die?"

The elder was very tall, wearing a moon-colored Fangzun robe, and in front of his robe, a golden tripod seal was embroidered.

Ding Yin glowed dazzlingly in the sunlight.

This person is the chief Fang Zun of the Jiuzhou Alliance, Nianwu.

"Master Nian, Young Master Xiaoxie was killed by King Senluo Ghost Fruit."

The person who made the report didn't even dare to say a word, stammered, and told the ins and outs of the matter.

I learned that Nian Xiaoxie died because he competed with people for the qualifications of the escort mission, and the assessment was not good. Not only did he die, but even his life was swallowed up by others.

Nianwu trembled in anger.

Damn it is the old ghost of Vientiane, don't think he doesn't know, the old ghost of Vientiane has always had a prejudice against him.

He clearly just asked Xiaoxie to escort the King of the Devil Fruit, but he asked Xiaoxie to compete with others.

It's just a test, why let Xiao Xie approach such a dangerous Sen Luo Muteng without taking any protective measures.

The two participated in the assessment. The other was weaker, but lived well. Instead, Xiao Xie, who had a mutated life fire, died.

Master Nianwu refused to believe that Xiaoxie's strength would be worse than that of a white fire alchemist.

Among them, someone must have understood something.

There is even a problem with Naluoshu's painting of mountains and rivers.

Master Nianwu did not forget that just yesterday, because of the problem of supplying wound medicine, he had a fight with the owner of Luo Shu Shanhe Painting, the owner of the Long family.

The Patriarch of the Long Family and the City Lord of Wanxiang, these two must have colluded a long time ago to kill Xiao Xie together. This is a conspiracy.

Xiaoxie, but his own flesh and blood.

It turned out that Nian Xiaoxie was nominally an orphan adopted by Nianwu since childhood, but in reality, he was an illegitimate child born to a prostitute and a prostitute when Master Nianwu had a romantic night.

At that time, Nian Wufangzun's identity in the Jiuzhou League had already played a pivotal role. In front of outsiders, he had always been a figure like a fairy.

He was concerned about his dignity and was unwilling to marry a prostitute.

He secretly ordered that the prostitute and the wanton who knew Nian Xiaoxie's identity were secretly silenced, and then he kept Nian Xiaoxie by his side as an orphan.

Over the years, he has devoted himself to teaching, spent countless efforts, and personally made a red scorpion fire for Nian Xiaoxie. He originally thought that one day he would inherit his mantle and become the chief Fang Zun of the Jiuzhou Alliance.

Who knows, Xiaoxie died just like that.

Not even the corpse was brought back, only some relics.

The pain of losing his son made Master Nianwu turn from anger to hatred, bloodshot eyes in his old eyes, like a mad beast.

"Old Vientiane, you sent me the white-haired man to the black-haired man, and I will also leave you in the city of Vientiane and the murderer who killed my son."

There was a chill in the eyes of the high priest Nianwu.

The few monster hunters who were crawling on the ground were so frightened that they didn't even dare to lift their heads.

But if it is justifiable to take revenge, it will inevitably affect the reputation he has worked so hard for for many years.

Besides, right now, it's not the time to tear up with the old man in Vientiane.

Master Nianwu has a very deep palace, and after thinking for a while, a poisonous plan has been born.

"You guys, try to infiltrate the demon tribe and release the news of Senluo Ghost Fruit King."

"Master? Are you?"

The few monster hunters were startled.

The City Master of Vientiane has repeatedly warned that no matter what, the whereabouts of King Senluo Guiguo cannot be leaked.

"I want those people to be buried with my son, so hurry up!"

Master Nianwu sneered.

Those few demon hunters did not dare to disobey their orders, and rushed towards the two demon king domains like arrows.

It was just dawn, and the Tongtian tribe was in a luxurious tent.

Wu Yue had just finished serving the young patriarch Shui Yaoyao to wash and change clothes, and came out with a basin of residual water.

As soon as she walked out of the camp, she heard voices not far away.

"Have you heard that I caught a few spies from the clan last night."

"Those damn spies deserve to be skinned and boned."

Hearing the words of a spy, Wu Yue was especially alert.

Just at this moment, the two talking monsters turned their heads and looked over.

Wu Yue hurriedly lowered her head, pretending to be splashing water, and splashing the dirty water in her hands forward.

Unexpectedly, as soon as it was poured out, a person walked out from the side.

The dirty water was impartial and just splashed on the hem of the man's clothes.