"Click!"

With a crisp sound, the delicate jade cup in the young man's palm was pinched into pieces:

"What did you say?!"

A little out of shape stared at the black-clothed dead man who was kneeling down the hall, and there was an unconcealed sense of anger in the young man's characteristic hoarse voice.

"Haozhen!"

Raising his hand to signal the young man to be calm, the burly old man sitting on the top turned his gaze to his subordinates:

"You mean... The fox girl has been taken away by the fox people? ”

"Yes."

did not react to Zhao Hao's really gaffe, his head was slightly lowered, and the man in black answered the old man's question in an orderly manner:

"My subordinates saw with their own eyes, a moment ago, the fox girl was carried by a fox monk to the patrol airship."

"Hmm;"

Hearing the answer of the man in black, he nodded with satisfaction, and played with the ring in his hand, the old man thought thoughtfully:

"Since this person will be followed by you and has not yet been discovered, then presumably the cultivation should be in the middle of the Jindan......

Thinking about it repeatedly in his heart, the old man was silent.

"Uncle?"

Seeing that his uncle was slow to express his position, Zhao Haozhen, who was a little anxious, called softly.

"Hmm. Haozhen, let me ask you; ”

Turning his head to look at the young man with a sharp gaze, the burly old man's expression became more and more serious:

"You are the only one of my people who has come into contact with the fox girl; According to your feelings, is the fox girl's bloodline really pure? ”

"Uncle;"

Seeing his uncle's solemn old face, after thinking for a moment, Zhao Haozhen's expression became solemn:

"That's true. Around the fox girl, I did sense the breath of the fox clan in the purest form; Besides......"

Zhao Haozhen turned his eyes to the ring in the old man's hand:

"Uncle, even if I make a mistake in induction, the reaction of this Blood Origin Ring will never be fake, right?"

"Hmm."

Listening to his nephew's answer, he waved his hand and ordered his subordinates to retreat, turning the ring in his hand, and the old man was still a little difficult to decide.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, and in the stunned sight of the two, the door of the main hall was kicked open.

"Big brother!"

Behind him, there was a big hunting sound, and the thin old man strode into the hall:

"What else is hard to decide!"

The long gray-white hair was scattered in a mess, and because of the excitement, a few traces of flushing surged up on the thin old man's originally pale face:

"Things have come to this point, do I have any other way?!"

"Third brother, sit down first. I didn't know the urgency of the situation; But ......"

Motioning for his brother to sit down, the burly old man was still a little hesitant:

"If you really want to fight the fox clan...... Even if the second brother can successfully break through, I'm afraid my clan will have a few chances of winning, right? ”

"Big brother, I understand your concerns;"

Listening to the eldest brother's worry, the thin old man shook his head secretly:

There is no such thing as the best of both worlds!

"Today, we have only two options;"

"First, give up treating the second brother."

Ignoring Zhao Haozhen's slightly changing complexion on the side, the thin old man who was not seated analyzed downward:

"Big brother, if something happens to the second brother, is it possible for our clan to gain a foothold here?"

"Nature can't;"

Listening to the third brother's rhetorical question, the burly old man shook his head with a solemn face:

- He is still very clear about how important a late infant is to the family.

"Third brother, you go on."

"Since we want to be treated, with the severity of the second brother's injury, we have only two options to choose from:

First, we wait for ghost cultivation, and the soul is the heaviest; If you can find the female cultivator of the fox clan in the infancy stage to heal the second brother's injuries with the method of soul union, then the recovery is just around the corner. ”

After a pause, looking at his silent eldest brother, the thin old man showed an ironic smile:

"These days, the eldest brother wants to negotiate with the fox clan, right? Have you ever heard back? ”

With a wry smile, the burly old man shook his head and said nothing.

- If it weren't for the fact that he was also a primordial monk, the fox clan would have beaten himself out a long time ago.

"Since this road is not working......"

Gritting his teeth slightly, the thin old man's withered face showed a bit of hideousness:

"Then we'll have to follow the man's way."

……

——————I'm the dividing line—————

Piloting a huge airship, Tu Shanlan was already in the mountains hundreds of miles away from the mound.

"Well, it's not bad..."

Looking back at Zhu Liu, who was lying quietly in the ice coffin, and sensing the other party's breath of life that was gradually stabilizing, Tu Shanlan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief:

"Well, just wait until you return to the clan~"

Reaching out and scraping Zhu Liu's upturned little nose, Tu Shanlan carefully covered the coffin.

Curled up the sound transmission stone with her tail, Tu Shanlan planned to consult her sister again:

"Rustle—"

"Huh?!"

The white fox ears moved vigilantly, and the rustling sound in his ears made Tu Shanlan frown:

"This thing... Broken? ”

Putting down the sound transmission stone a little depressed, looking at the scenery flashing outside the window, Tu Shanlan suddenly became alert:

"Nope! Wrong! ”

stared at the familiar scenery outside the window, and the solemn color climbed on Tu Shanlan's childish pretty face:

"This world... Isolated by someone?! ”

After thinking about it, Tu Shanlan reached out and patted it lightly on the storage bag on his waist:

"Whoosh-"

The blue light flashed, and a small bird made of rune paper flew out.

"Chirp!"

A burst of black light rippled, accompanied by a wail, and orange flames ignited on the rune's body, leaving only a pile of ashes after a few moments.

"Boom!"

A black light slammed into the airship, and a thin old man wearing a robe painted with strange patterns showed his figure out of thin air.

"Who is the senior?!"

Turning on all the protective and shielding shields of the airship, and shouting to the airship, Tu Shanlan quietly put his hand into his chest:

"Are you acting like this with the intention of making enemies of my fox clan?!"

"Boom! Rumble! ”

Without the idea of answering, his dry hands quickly sealed, and the old man still relentlessly bombarded the sturdy aura shield outside the airship.

"No way......"

Sensing the other party's unfathomable aura, the silver teeth bit lightly, and Tu Shanlan took out a snow-white brush from his twin peaks that were beginning to take shape:

"I hope mom is reliable this time......"

Biting off the middle finger of his left hand, and dipped a few drops of bright red blood with a brush, Tu Shanlan wrote a few bright red characters in the air with a pen:

Phew!

Phew!!

Boom!!

"Hum—"

As her last stroke fell, these seemingly meaningless words suddenly flashed with bursts of red light!

"Whoosh——!

The space was distorted, and after a moment, the handwriting in the air disappeared along with the brush in Tu Shanlan's hand.

"It's done!"

Healed the wounds on his hands, and painted mountain blue with a slight joy.

"Boom!"

Listening to the bombardment sound outside the airship, he leaned down, and Tu Shanlan hugged Zhu Liu's ice coffin tightly in his arms:

"I don't know where the madman came from......"

Looking at Zhu Liu's calm face behind the coffin lid, Tu Shanlan secretly muttered:

Could it be ......

Is it the Zhao family?

"They don't have the guts...?"

"Boom !!"