From the beginning of the snow to carry the bundled Zongyuan, the three of them continued to run towards the place where the fire started. This time, there was no change, dozens of miles, it took more than a quarter of an hour, and it was already there.

Before he got closer, Zong Shou raised his eyebrows, and then the corners of his lips were slightly raised, this time they were the people from Tianshan Mountain, and they were really complete.

Not only did the person he invited arrive, but even the spirit of the sect came uninvited. Even this origin is now in his hands.

I feel that the idea of the tiger is far away. Zong Shou smiled, stopped the thunder walking spirit bone, and only walked over with full strength.

The rest of the people were also aware of it at this moment, and they all looked over. On the faces of Yin Yang and Na Lianfan, there was a slight flash of joy. And the Tiger Central Plains and Zong Ling are full of contempt. The latter instinctively sneered: "At this time, you actually dare to run around! Zong Shou, you really deserve to be the son of the king, you are really bold, you are not afraid of dying in the hands of the people of Yunfang Mountain or Flame Mountain——"

In the middle of his words, he suddenly paused again, looking at Zong Yuan, who was tied up like a zongzi and carried by Chu Xue in one hand.

After being stunned for a moment, he also snorted and laughed: "Zong Yuan, I didn't expect you to have a purple thunder gun today? Wasn't you arrogant before, why are you so embarrassed now? How did you get caught by my cousin, could it be that you provoked him and caused him to make a move? Knowing that that guy is near my cousin, you are too stupid?"

Zong Yuan's face turned pale, he snorted in his mouth, and he didn't bother to answer. It was like looking at Zong Ling with the eyes of an idiot. I had the heart to remind him to let this guy run away and spread the news. At this time, he didn't want to speak anymore, thinking that it would only be long before there would be a time for you to cry.

Zong Shou raised his eyebrows when he heard this, he had noticed the existence of that Xuanwu Sect more than once.

I have always wondered why this person has refused to show up. Then why did he come late when he fought with Li Xieling, and why did he retreat halfway?

And why is this Xuanwu Sect, even Yin Yang doesn't know the details.

Listening to the words of these two men, he seemed to know something about the man. When the matter is over, it is necessary to carefully examine this original spirit.

Especially the latter, Yun Shengcheng had scruples in his heart, so he let it go. Today, there is no reason for it to slip away under his nose again.

This guy has become a dog skin plaster, and he can't get rid of it.

There is also the first snow, and for some reason, as soon as he saw this tiger Qianqiu, the first snow was a little twisted and pinched, and the figure hid behind the sect guard, dodging and dodging. From time to time, he peeked at Hu Qianqiu's father and son, and the look of hesitation in his eyes made him secretly strange. But at this time, there is no flaw to study the reason.

After a moment of confusion, Zong Shou restrained his thoughts again. Looking at the sixty-year-old man on the roof of the car, he almost didn't need to tell the difference, and he knew that this person must be Zong Weiran's right-hand man, Hu Qianqiu, the second strongest man in Qiantian Mountain.

Both the appearance and the momentum are exactly the same as in his thirteen years of memory.

At this moment, a strong idea came faintly overpowering. Zong Shou was calm, his eyes were calm, and he glanced at Hu Qianqiu, and then bowed slightly: "Uncle Tiger is well! Uncle Tiger must have worked extremely hard, and Zong Shou is grateful!"

"I haven't seen you for three years, but the demeanor and etiquette of the prince are decent! Speaking of hard work, no matter how hard Hu Qianqiu is, he can't suffer as hard as Yin Yang. ”

Seeing that Zong Shou was not taken by his momentum. Hu Qianqiu was a little surprised, but when he looked up and down, his face darkened. It's still like this, there is no breath at all, and there is no soul power at all.

That's right, how can he practice with a body of two veins? Even if he changes to the Soul Mind Spiritual Method, it is just as difficult, and he shouldn't still have hope.

Forcibly suppressing the disappointment in his heart, Hu Qianqiu stood up and bowed solemnly: "Hu Qianqiu has seen His Royal Highness the Prince!

Hu Zhongyuan couldn't help frowning, a little unaccustomed to seeing his father so respectful, especially in front of the sect spirit next to him.

How can this son be able to receive such a heavy gift from his father? But he was forced to look at by Hu Qianqiu, and he also stood up, and also reluctantly bowed, but his expression was cold, and his eyes were cold.

That gaze was like a knife, directly slashing, and it also revealed a bit of warning. Zong Shou smiled when he saw this, not caring at all.

"Invite Uncle Tiger over this time, there are indeed two things to trouble you. The first thing, the position of the demon king of Qiantian Mountain, my sect will be decided. How can my father's foundation fall into the hands of others? Uncle Hu, please help me!"

The tiger body of the tiger immediately vibrated slightly, and his face was full of surprise. Hu Zhongyuan only felt that his chest was about to be blown up, and he was extremely angry, and he couldn't care about the old father next to him, so he sneered directly: "Shizi, you can really open this mouth? You really don't know how to advance or retreat! You are just a waste, and you are a half-demon." That demon king's position, even if it is given to you, you may be able to sit still? Although the foundation of Qiantian Mountain was created by the king, it is also related to the life and death of all the tribes in the mountain city. Do you really want us to be wiped out by those people in the Cloud Flawed Mountain and the Flame Mountain before we are willing to take a break?"

Zong Ling also smiled, spit out a bone in his mouth, and looked indifferent: "The position of the demon king, you have to sit down." No one came to rob you? Right now, neither my brother nor Sect Master Yuan of Zongyang have any intention of arguing with you, I really don't know what to say! Cousin, it's not your fault that you can't cultivate, but my Zongling really didn't expect that your brain is so stupid-"

Hu Qianqiu's face was distorted for a while, extremely hideous, and the killing intent was revealed. After a moment, he sighed and calmed down.

However, the voice of the spirit has not yet fallen. Zong Yuan over there, but suddenly let out a laugh, extremely wild, endless, revealing endless ridicule.

Zong Ling's words were interrupted, and he was a little unhappy in his heart, wondering if this Zong Yuan was crazy? Laughing non-stop? Hearing this, he was upset, so he simply threw a meat bone and threw it over: "What are you laughing at? What's so funny, I think your purple thunder gun is also stupid!"

The bones sliced through the air with real strength, bringing a whistling sound. Chu Xue had no intention of resisting for Zong Yuan, and let the flesh and bones hit him in the face.

Zong Yuan didn't seem to feel any pain, his laughter stopped for a while, and his voice turned cold: "Zong Ling, do you remember when you were in Cloud Saint City? Who is the fool in the end? You are scolding too much, and you will find out later who the most stupid and stupid person really is! I just hope that at that time, Zong Ling, you don't cry! Hehe, an ant, dare to laugh at the dwarf of a giant elephant! That's it, my Zongyuan is actually similar to you, and it is also ridiculous and pathetic. Too lazy to say you-"

When it came to the back, he was full of frustration and laziness. And everyone present listened inexplicably, and they were puzzled for a while.

Only Yin Yang showed a little smile on his face. Lian Fan shook his head slightly, revealing a little disdain.

Except for these two people, among all the people, only Feng Xiao's heart tightened, and he subconsciously felt a little bad.

And that Zong Ling sneered even more, he didn't care about Zong Yuan's words at all, he just thought it was a mad dog barking.

All his cousin could rely on was a badly injured Xuanwu Sect. This person is even precarious for himself, how much wind and waves can he set off?

Hu Qianqiu was in a heavy mood, and after raising some words, he shook his head lightly: "His Royal Highness, after my Hu Qianqiu disappeared from the king, the reason why I am still unreliable, and in these ten nights, rushed here is because I have the kindness of the king. If the prince only has these few words, he wants me to be the Iron Tiger clan-"

Before the words fell, he saw Zong Shou wave his sleeves suddenly: "Whether Uncle Tiger agrees to this matter, and I'll talk about it later! I have a second thing here, I ask Uncle Tiger!"

With a flash of cold light, Zong Shou suddenly took the thunder tooth sword in his hand again. Xiao Jin's body also covered it again, causing the sword body to instantly turn silver and white, pointing at the cloud-turning chariot from afar.

"I heard that Uncle Tiger is a martial artist, in the Qiantian Mountain, only under my father. You Shan has a tiger sword, and now he is said to be presumptuous, and he wants to ask his uncle for advice or two!"

When the words fell, almost everyone present was silent. In disbelief, he looked at the sect with determination.

It's hard to believe that Fang Cai's 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. Then his eyes widened and he stared at it with a dead eye. It's not bad to be able to watch this battle before you die.

The spirit also forgot to continue chewing the meat in his mouth, his mouth was wide open, and he could barely close it.

This sect guard has no internal breath at all, and he actually dares to challenge Hu Qianqiu, the Xuanwu Sect, could it be that he heard it wrong? Hu Zhongyuan is also at a loss, I don't know why this sect guard would propose this?

Hu Qianqiu raised his eyebrows even more, his expression condensed, and he glanced at Zong Shou carefully again, his eyes were full of condensation. After thinking about it for a while, he said indifferently: "Shizi, are you serious? You can know that I am a tiger Qianqiu, and I have always been ruthless! When the time comes, my tiger Qianqiu may not be able to contain it." ”

Zong Shou stopped talking, his eyes level. Although there is still no breath leaking around the body, the mind has entered the realm of supreme tranquility and mystery.

There are no distractions in the heart, the whole person and the sword in the hand, at this moment, it seems to be one.

The rest of the people here are unaware. Hu Qianqiu's eyes lit up, and the blood in his chest, which was already as cold as ice, began to rise and fall again.

The half-demon boy in front of him, the son of the future, at this moment, it is actually a sword and a will!

"Fool, why don't you get my knife yet!"

Suddenly, seeing that Hu Zhongyuan was stunned, he didn't react, Hu Qianqiu scolded secretly, jumped up directly, and jumped up not far away, next to a horse riding the wind.

Phew!

With this crisp sound, a long knife about seven feet long and full of hooked teeth on the back of the knife was suddenly pulled out of its sheath.

(To be continued)