Chapter 8 Sound Transmission
"Zixian, according to what you say, you are not responsible for the heavy losses that your family has suffered in the past twenty years?" Zhang Aofeng said with a gloomy face.
"The second brother has no responsibility! he has done his best as the head of the family. Zhang Xiaolianqiong's nose wrinkled, and her beautiful face showed dissatisfaction.
Zhang Hao scratched his head violently and said hesitantly: "Actually, it makes sense for the head of the family to say this." ”
When the handsome man in the ermine fur heard this, he glared fiercely, so frightened that the rough man immediately closed his mouth.
Hmph! This stupid big guy is really stupid, and I know that he is not reliable.
Zhang Aofeng glanced at it obliquely and said in his heart.
And not far from him, a handsome man shaking a folding fan saw this scene and thought about it.
After hearing these words, the clansmen in the main hall all fell into thought without exception, and many of them calmed down, and their eyes when they looked at the head of the family contained respect.
"Elder Ao Feng is right, I do have an unshirkable responsibility. ”
At this moment, Zhang Zixian, who was sitting on the main seat, said in a deep voice.
Everyone's hearts moved, and they listened carefully to what was going to happen.
"Oh?" Zhang Aofeng's eyes burst into a cloud of essence, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.
Zhang Xiaolian nervously clenched her white jade hand, "Second brother......"
Over the years, it has been full of bad news, one after another brothers who have played with her since childhood have unfortunately died, the family is facing a catastrophe, and the head of the family is really burdened too much.
She knew in her heart that the second brother was really working for the family, not only personally going into battle to fight against foreign enemies, but also running around to persuade various forces, just to delay the pressure of the Zhang family.
Stabilize the mood within the clan, unite people's hearts, deter foreign hostile forces, and create a scene of sworn counterattack.
With continuous efforts, the Zhang family can barely maintain the situation.
She was really worried that the clansmen would misunderstand her second brother.
"I, Zhang Zixian, if I am strong enough to protect my Zhang clan, I will definitely not be in today's situation!"
The tone was filled with intense sadness and deep unwillingness.
The elegant man propped his hands on the shaft of the chair, and the whole person stood up, his expression full of pathos.
"It's because I'm too weak to protect the safety of my clansmen, it's because I'm incompetent, so that the younger generation can take advantage of the ancestor's retreat!"
Zhang Zixian shook his head and sighed.
When the clansmen in the hall heard this, many of their eyes were red, and some of them burst into tears and choked up.
Bastard, this scene is different from what I thought!
Zhang Aofeng, who was wearing a mink fur, turned his head to look, his eyes lit up with a fierce coldness, and he said secretly in his heart.
"But do we have a way out?!"
Suddenly, a questioning voice resounded through the hall like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.
Zhang Zixian's eyes were bloodshot, and his tone was excited, "Everyone here, my compatriots of the Zhang family! We have no way out, and the family has reached the point of life and death......
He took a deep breath, raised his arm, clenched his fists tightly, and said in a loud voice: "Our good sons and daughters of the Zhang family have no cowards! Only by fighting to the death can we restore our glory!"
"Fight to the death!"
At this time, the current head of the Zhang clan shouted tragically.
The voice was sonorous and powerful, with unquestionable determination, and in an instant, it infected almost everyone in the main hall.
"Fight to the death!"
"Fight to the death!"
"Fight to the death!"
............
Regardless of their qualifications, many of the family backbones in the main hall all raised their fists and said in unison with blushing faces.
At this moment, in their hearts, the sense of honor and disgrace that was closely related to them suddenly exploded, and it was firmly occupied in an instant.
Hearing the thunderous shouts in my ears, I felt that even the earth was trembling for a while.
The sound resounded through the hall, and soon spread outside, and those clansmen whose faces were originally covered with gloom only felt that the blood rushed to the top of their heads!
Regardless of men, women, and children, their faces were flushed, and they were suddenly less worried about the future situation of the family.
Zhang Fengjiu, who was floating above the crowd, watched all this and was extremely satisfied with his second son's approach.
"Zixian, that's a good job. Zhang Fengjiu was also excited, and his eyes were full of disdain when he looked at the man in the ermine coat.
Zhang Aofeng's face was gloomy, and his whole lungs were almost about to explode.
"Fight to the death! Never compromise!" Zhang Xiaolian had tears in the corners of her eyes, and her pink fists clenched and raised high.
And Zhang Shaotian, who was shaking a folding fan next to him, had a solemn face.
"Why is this a ...... that makes Lao Tzu's blood boil?"
The tall and mighty Zhang Hao scratched the back of his head violently, his arm tightened and bulged with a strong iron ball, and he raised his arms and shouted: "Fight to the death!"
Zhang Zixian looked at this scene, very satisfied, he only felt very tired, and sat down slowly.
Seeing that the situation in the hall is now settled, Zhang Fengjiu, as the ancestor of the Zhang family, breathed a sigh of relief.
"Next, I have to quickly notify Zixian to come to my retreat cave and discuss countermeasures. Zhang Fengjiu pondered.
He opened the system interface, clicked on the icon of Transsion with his hand, selected the character and let go.
This is a function of the ancestral system to talk to the clan, as long as you click on the transsion icon and select the character, you can communicate freely.
Of course, except for the chosen person, no matter how high the cultivation is, no one else can detect it, this is different from the transmission between monks, this is the system's own.
Therefore, even if you are a Da Luo Jin Immortal, it is impossible to eavesdrop.
"Zixian, come to my retreat cave mansion quickly. ”
Not long after Zhang Zixian sat down, a familiar voice came from his ears, which startled him to stand up.
It's Daddy!
He was overjoyed inside, and tears welled up in his eyes.
In the past twenty years, as the head of the family, he has been so difficult, no one could have imagined that as soon as the ancestor retreats, the Zhang family will face such a big disaster!
He worked hard to run the family, boosted morale, and supported himself until now, the words just now seem emotional and touching, but only he knows that this is a last resort!
Now that the ancestor has responded, the burden of he, the head of the family, can be much easier.
"Dad, you have succeeded in breaking through! But we have been waiting so hard......
Zhang Zixian suppressed his joy and responded according to the transmission.
When Zhang Fengjiu heard this, the corners of his lips pulled out a bitter smile, "Zixian, you just come." ”
didn't get a positive reply, Zhang Zixian felt a little uneasy in his heart, but since it was the ancestor who moved, he was suddenly full of confidence in the future of the family.
After all, he is an ancestor, from scratch to one of the four major families in Anyang County.
The peak of the late stage of foundation building is successfully cultivated, and the strength is enough to rank in the forefront of Qingyun Prefecture.
As soon as such a person appears, the clansmen will surely burst out with a stronger cohesion.
At that time, the Zhang family will be ironclad, will they be afraid of the threat of foreign enemies?
Many people at the bottom felt strange, and not long after they saw the head of the house sitting down, the whole person suddenly stood up and burst into tears.
However, this scene suddenly seems reasonable under the current scene of boiling emotions.
Zhang Aofeng's eyes flickered, he suddenly thought of something, and there was a panic in his heart, but he was quickly vetoed by himself.
No way, he can't be alive.
Thoughts flashed through his mind, and the handsome man in the ermine fur had an ugly face and thoughts were overgrown like weeds.