On both sides of the hall, where the dragons, tigers, and elephants were carved, figures stood there like wooden stakes, motionless.
People lowered their heads, their faces were ashen, and they said nothing.
Bang!
At this time, there was a harsh sound of breaking porcelain.
Looking at the center of the hall, a bowl of tea was thrown to pieces. A middle-aged man with black hair and slicked back hair stood in the hall, his eyes glaring angrily at the person kneeling in front of him. His whole body was shaking wildly, his veins were bulging, and he was violent.
Soul power surged crazily around him.
No one around him dared to breathe loudly, they were all too scared.
The middle-aged man raised his hand, pointed at the person kneeling below, and growled: "You! You... tell me again! What happened to our people... Where is my third brother? My son
What! Where are they? Tell me!"
"The head of the Qizhen family...the third...the third...the third master...is dead..." The man kneeling on the ground shouted tremblingly.
My breath suddenly became tight at the scene.
The anger in the middle-aged man's eyes grew stronger.
I just saw the man glance cautiously towards the door.
Two souls came in carrying a stretcher.
There was a body lying on the stretcher, covered with a white cloth.
The middle-aged man stepped forward and tremblingly opened the white cloth. Under the white cloth was Jun Hong's body.
Many members of the Jun family turned their heads away. Some had sad eyes, while others had faces full of fear.
That is the third master of the Jun family... Who among the heroes from all over the world doesn't know? If he touches him, it is equivalent to starting a war with the Jun family. Even if an ordinary powerful man has a conflict with Jun Hong, he will never dare to kill him easily.
Who could be...so bold?
The middle-aged man stared at Jun Hong's body silently, clenching his fists. It took a long time before a cold voice came out.
"Give me...collect the magic weapon for resurrection! Resurrect him at all costs!"
"this..."
An old man wanted to speak but stopped.
The art of resurrection is not child's play, especially for a person with Jun Hong's level of cultivation. To resurrect him can be said to be a huge expenditure. Not to mention the spirit-infused magic weapon and other messy materials, it is a sky-high expense. The Jun family
If you have such conditions, it is better to resurrect other more powerful tribesmen. Why waste it on Jun Hong?
However, seeing the owner of the family looking so sad and angry, the old people did not say anything, but chose to remain silent.
"Then...where is my son? Where is the Ninth Young Master? Where is he? Where is he?"
The middle-aged man seemed to have realized something. He suddenly raised his head and shouted angrily.
"Master, please don't worry. According to our investigation at the scene, the young master is fine!" the man kneeling on the ground said hurriedly.
"Where is he?" the middle-aged man asked eagerly.
"The young master was probably kidnapped by that person together with Miss Bingqin of the Bing family!"
"Captured?"
"Yes...yes, we did not find the bodies of the young master and Miss Bingqin at the scene. On the contrary, there was a message left at the scene, saying that the young master and Miss Bingqin had become his hostages, and he wanted to bring the young master and Miss Bingqin back safely.
, you must exchange energy stones with him!"
"Energy stone?"
"It seems that the man discovered that the spirit-infused magic weapon he obtained was a defective product, so he spared the young master's life in exchange for the energy stone." The old man said solemnly.
"I didn't expect that the Bing family's precautions actually saved the young lady from the disaster..."
"This is a blessing in misfortune!"
Many people patted their chests and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"So, where is that person?" The middle-aged man stared at the person kneeling on the ground and let out a cold roar.
"Then...the man didn't leave an address. He said...that he would contact us again..."
"Asshole!"
The middle-aged man stamped his foot.
Boom!
There was an explosion.
In an instant, the entire Jun family trembled wildly, a large number of barriers were activated on their own, the whole family was colorful, and the strong ones were alarmed.
"Master, calm down!"
People inside and outside the hall knelt down and shouted loudly.
"Send someone to investigate! No matter where this person is hiding or who he is, investigate it for me! You must find him out for me, I will cut him into pieces!" the middle-aged man roared angrily.
"As you command!"
People are busy responding.
The old people looked at the angry middle-aged man and sighed.
This head of the Jun family, who has always been calm and wise, can be said to have completely lost his composure today.
But no one else could control himself. After all, not only did his brother die this time, but his son was also missing. No one else could accept it...
"No one in our Jun family has dared to provoke in the millennium of history. So many people have died this time, even the third master has fallen. It can be said to be a major event that shakes up the world. If it is not handled well, I am afraid it will damage the prestige of our Jun family.
"The senior executive of Yijun's family lowered his voice and said to the people beside him.
"The Lihuang Sword was snatched away before, which has caused a lot of rumors to spread outside. After this happens, our Jun family may be disgraced." A woman sighed.
"Alas...how did things become like this?"
"Who is that person...?"
People whispered to each other and sighed.
But at this moment, a figure suddenly ran into the hall in a hurry.
"Clan leader! There's news! There's news!"
Urgent calls spread.
People looked towards the source of the sound.
He is a soul member of the Jun family.
He hurriedly knelt on the ground, clasped his hands in his fists, and said eagerly: "Clan leader, news just came from the Bing family. Miss Bingqin... has returned to the family safely!"
"What?"
The whole hall was instantly in uproar inside and outside.
"What did you say? Say it again!"
The head of the Jun family took a few steps forward, grabbed the soul person, and shouted urgently: "Wasn't she captured by that gangster along with the Ninth Young Master?"
"It is said that Miss Bing escaped with the help of the young master!" the man said hurriedly.
"Escaped?"
"Miss Bingqin claimed that she and the young master were locked in a very dark closed space, and the gangster who captured them seemed to be in seclusion. Without paying attention to them, the young master tore out the mark through the mark he left in his body.
A crack broke through the closed space and sent Miss Bingqin out!"
"So, is the young master okay now?" the middle-aged man asked urgently.
"Yes...yes...but the young master doesn't have much time. If the gangster sees that Miss Bingqin has escaped after he comes out of seclusion, he will definitely silence the young master to vent his anger, so we must get out of seclusion there."
Come and rescue the young master."
"Without any further delay, we must act immediately!"
The senior management of the Jun family nearby spoke up immediately.
The head of the Jun family looked solemn and shouted loudly: "Where is Bingqin?"
"At Bing's house..."
"Gather the troops immediately and go to Bing's house!"