Chapter 227: Zhu Rong attacked (1/2)
The 227th chapter of Zhu Rong
Zhu Rong looks like he is only in his forties. His look is unusually gloomy, his eyes are deep, and his body is full of suffocation.
Only Sun Tianjian knows that he is actually more than one hundred and thirty years old, and it is an old monster!
”Zhu Rong's predecessor, Zhu Dazhuang him...”
Sun Tianjian’s face showed a hint of difficulty.
Zhu Rong’s face changed slightly, and he sipped a cold voice: “What happened to him? If you have something to say, don’t be so swallowed.”
”he died.”
Sun Tianjian bite his teeth and said.
After all, he lowered his head and was a little scared in his heart. He was afraid that Zhu Rong would shoot at him under the wrath. If it was not because of Zhu Rong’s existence, Zhu Dazhuang would die. He may not come here to take the initiative to report. If there is a little way to live, if Zhu Rong knows this afterwards, his grandson will die.
Half-sounding, without the anger in his imagination, Zhu Rong only looked more gloomy: ”How did he die, from the truth, not allowed to miss a half!”
Sun Tianjian said things from beginning to end. When he learned that Zhu Dazhuang was fighting with Ningqi, he was so angry that he vomited blood and died. Zhu Rong was extremely angry and laughed: ”Ha ha ha, interesting, so young alchemy master, presumably he was born What?”
Sun Tianjian said: ”As far as I know, he said that his master is a wild crane, and no one has seen it yet.”
Zhu Rong cold said: ”You know, Zhu Dazhuang, besides being my disciple, what is the identity?”
“What is your identity?”
Sun Tianjian’s face showed a trace of doubt.
”He is my son! My biological son! My only son!”
Zhu Rong suddenly became angry and screamed at the forest.
”They turned out to be a father-son relationship??”
Sun Tianjian’s face was shocked.
”Dare to kill my son, this hatred, I have to take a thousand lives to fill!”
Zhu Rong snorted.
When the voice just fell, he directly reached out to Sun Tianjian to grab it. Sun Tianjian was horrified, but had no backhand ability. He was directly in the hands of Zhu Rong and flew toward the capital of the Qin and Tang empire.
When Sun Tianjian saw it, he was relieved in his heart. His life was saved. Next... There was a gloating effect on his face, and the Beijing city might have to set off a storm!
”Ning Qi, wait, see who can save you this time?”
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”You said that the person in the portrait is the Qin and Tang dynasty's Tulong waiting for Ningqi?”
The sword looked cold and cold, looking at the middle-aged man who was half-squatting on the ground. In his hand, there were two portraits. The person above was similar to Ning Qi!
”Yes! Under the guise of life guarantee!”
The middle-aged man is firm.
”Good! If it is really him, you will make a great contribution. After that, you will return directly to Zongmen and follow me, but if it is not him, explain it to your **** ancestors.”
The sword has no blood and eyes.
When the middle-aged man heard the words of **** ancestors, the body trembled unconsciously, but his heart still determined his judgment.
As the owner of the Zhezhou government, he has never looked away!
”Ning Qi, hehe.”
The sword looked at the portrait without blood, and snorted, and there was a hint of killing in the eyes.
.........
Qin Tang Empire.
Beijing.
Tu Long waiting.
”Zhao Guanjia, this is the worship of my family's master, but also ask your old man to hand over to Tu Longhou, the villain thanked him!”
A peak fighter was humble standing in front of Zhao Er, and he handed an invitation.