C297 The Furious Cang Beihong

When the words "Southern Ice Spirit Fire" came out of his mouth, each word weighed a thousand kilograms. It was as if a heavy hammer had struck everyone's heart. It caused Cang Daimeng and Fu Zhuqing's faces to turn ashen and despair to appear in their eyes. That supreme treasure was like the pearl of the Dongxuan Domain Master. How could it be given to someone else so easily? The condition of having no hope was simply a pipe dream. It was just like a fantasy.

"There is no other way. Otherwise, I wouldn't have traveled so far to come to the Netherworld Profound Sea that is covered in ice and snow. " Han Binn didn't wait for the others to speak again before blocking all the escape routes. He shook his head and said with a bitter smile on his face.

"In that case, even if I know that there is no hope, I will still risk my life and head to Dongxuan Domain to save Changjun. " A trace of determination was revealed on Fu Zhuqing's aged face as he sighed and said.

"I will go with you. No matter how overbearing Shui Qianchen is, I think the most he can do is to refuse. He won't have the guts to go against the Zong family of Barbarian Clan on the spot. " Cang Daimeng, who was standing at the side, also agreed with him with a solemn expression.

Only Xiao Loong, who was standing at the side, had a suspicious expression on his face. It was unknown what he was thinking about. However, he received a sidelong glance from Lord of Cold Water City. At this moment, Nine-winged Heavenly Dragon, who had a sharp mind, should have a high opinion at this moment. He asked in an unfriendly tone. "Smart man, what do you think?"

The sudden question pulled him back to reality. His handsome face revealed a trace of indifference as he said, "This trip has been arduous. All of you from the Southern Continent have come for the Divine Fire of Heaven and Earth, but nothing has changed. It's just that. . . "

"It's just what?" Fu Zhuqing could clearly hear the hidden meaning behind his words.

"It's just that according to what you said, your young master has always been kind and kind in Zong family of Barbarian Clan. He rarely has any trouble. Why did he suddenly bring Second Young Master such an undeserved disaster? He must be killed. Don't you all feel that there is something fishy about this matter? Do you need to investigate further?" Xiao Loong's words were like a clap of thunder, causing Fu Zhuqing and the others to freeze on the spot.

"That's right! Although Second Brother has a fiery temper, he is not a person with a crazy temperament. Even though he is extremely bloodthirsty, this act of killing without any reason is truly intriguing. " Lord of Cold Water City knew Cang Beihong's character very well, so she immediately spoke.

" Then why do you think that Second Young Master wants to kill someone? " The Pill Master with a prominent status stared at this man with sharp senses. His eyes were also flickering, showing a trace of hope. He couldn't help but ask curiously.

"After my analysis, there are no lack of three reasons. The first is to snatch the treasure. As the saying goes, an innocent man's wealth is his crime. However, according to the expressions of Cang Haoyuan and the others before they left, they had ruled it out. The second method was. . . From what Brother Fu and the others said, they knew that Fu Changjun was a generous man. An honest, loyal and not mean, narrow-minded person. . . Therefore, the chances are slim. As for the third type. . . ?" Xiao Loong frowned. It looked like even he himself was not sure.

"There's no need to hide Mr. Xiao's words. Right and wrong are determined by a single thought. Since you are the quick-witted one, just say it directly. Even if you guess wrongly, it doesn't matter. " Han Binn, who was slightly anxious in his heart, immediately urged him from the side.

"The third method is also the most likely one. It is something that some people should not know. In order to seal his mouth, he did this. " He turned to Fu Changjun, who was lying on the bed, and spoke with doubt.

"Something that I shouldn't know?" Whether it was Cang Ling or Cang Daimeng, they were both awakened by these words, but no matter what, they did not know. Cang Beihong, who was ranked second among the young masters of Zong family, had some secrets that no one knew about.

Currently, he was located on the ninth summit of the Barbarian Saint Sect, which was located in the center of the Northern Continent. It was the resting place of the Zong family of Barbarian Clan. In the inner palace of one of the mountain peaks. . . Cang Haoyuan and the others who had completed the mission of intercepting and killing had just returned. They all bowed before the hall. On the main seat, a tall and sturdy man whose face could not be seen clearly was standing with his hands behind his back. He was admiring the black treasure that was hanging behind his back. Although the powerful ripples around his body had yet to reach the Martial Immortal Realm, With a deep tone, he opened his mouth and asked, "Fu Changjun. Yes. "

"Second Young Master, when did my brother let you down?" Even as an old man of the Zong family of Barbarian Clan, Cang Haoyuan didn't dare to be presumptuous in the face of this shrewd man. The fiery-red light reflected on his slightly red face. He did not know what the man in the hall was thinking, but he did not dare to make wild guesses.

"Disappointed? Hmph!" After hearing this, Cang Beihong finally turned around. Under the eyebrows of an eagle, two fierce eyes shot out a fierce cold light, intimidating the six people of His Highness. He said discontentedly, "Didn't I say that if you are alive, you must see the person, if you are dead, you must see the corpse. "

"This!" Cang Haosheng, who was slightly panicked, gave the two Martial Monarchs a meaningful glance. One of them immediately cupped his hands in understanding and replied, "This subordinate doesn't dare conceal it. I encountered Miss Daimeng on my way here. Coincidentally, Fu Zhuqing was following by her side, so I forcefully seized Fu Changjun's corpse. "

"What?" Second Young Master was furious when he heard this. His originally huge tiger eyes suddenly opened wide, and it was a frightening sight to behold. Like a gust of wind, his figure instantly jumped in front of him. He grabbed the old man by the collar, and his eyes met with the old man's. He then said in a cold voice, "Tell me one more time!"

"The corpse. . . The corpse. . . Was snatched away by. . . Miss Daimeng?" The frightened voice had just sounded when it ended. Cang Beihong's finger was like a diamond, shaped like an eagle's claw, and it moved at a ghostly speed. The Emperor Stage old man could only see stars in his eyes. His neck was mercilessly pierced through. Bright red blood gushed out like a fountain.

"You bunch of trash, how many benefits have you taken from me? You've done so much for a small matter. Cang Daimeng knows that we are close by blood. It's still alright. Fu Zhuqing is a father. And he only had one son. How could he let this matter go so easily?" Hearing that Second Young Master, who had a prominent status, had to put in a lot of effort for this, Cang Haoyuan comforted him in a low voice," A mere Martial Sovereign. Even if he came to find me, he would only bring disgrace upon himself. Why should Second Young Master be worried? " He knew that once he found out the reason behind this incident in Zong family of Barbarian Clan, he wouldn't be able to force his hand. However, Cold Water Snake Emperor wouldn't have the guts to do so.

"Stupid! Have you ever thought of the day when the old ancestor returns? Once he returns in front of the supreme saint of our clan. . . Speaking of this, how do you want me to answer? What a bunch of good-for-nothings. " Cang Beihong, who couldn't calm his anger, flicked his sleeve and flew out of the hall with a heart full of anger. No one knew where he was going, but the five princes looked at each other. Looking at the corpse on the ground, they had never dreamt that. . . A mere Fu Changjun's corpse actually had so many theories?