Tribulation of Ten Thousand Races: I Have a Chat Group for Descendants

Unlike when they came, under the leadership of Fan Lao, the two arrived in Fengcheng very quickly. This time, it only took half a day.

As soon as Fan Lao arrived in Fengcheng, countless eyes focused on him.

Those strong men lurking in the dark also speculated about the purpose of Fan Yao's coming here.

More than half of them don't know what happened in Zhongyingmen.

After arriving in Fengcheng, Fan Lao and Fan Ling did not hesitate, and went directly in the direction of Zhongyingmen.

Soon, Fan Lao stood in front of Zhongying's gate. After seeing the slap print on the door plaque, Fan Lao frowned slightly. From the breath left on it, it was not difficult to see that it should be left by his son. .

Thinking of this, Fan Yao also turned his head to look at Fan Ling, who had an embarrassed look on his face.

At that time, he never thought that there was such a strong man behind Zhongyingmen, so when he led people to break in, he deliberately left this palm print, just to calm down the people in Zhongyingmen, and to tell outsiders by the way , Zhongyingmen and their Blood Sect want it.

But what happened later was far beyond Fan Ling's expectations.

No one thought that the strong man behind Zhongyingmen would be so powerful.

After Fan Lao took a last look at the door plaque, he took a deep breath, and then shouted towards Zhongying Gate.

"Fan Lao, the master of the blood sect, is here to visit today!"

"come in."

Just after Fan Tuo finished shouting, a young man's voice came from inside.

After hearing the voice, Fan Lao led his son into the Zhongying Gate.

At this time, the Zhongying Gate has restored order, and there are guards along the road. After seeing Fan Yao, these guards did not say hello, but looked at everything in front of them blankly, which made Fan Lao a little annoyed. He couldn't help but quicken his pace.

Soon, he came to the hall,

At this time, the old man in black robe still maintained the same appearance as when Fan Ling left. Seeing this, Fan Ling also rushed forward, but when he was about to get close to the old man in black robe, he stopped abruptly.

Obviously at this time Fan Ling also recalled the scene yesterday, when he also wanted to pull the black-robed old man out of the state of soul coercion.

As a result, not only did he not do it, but he also suffered a disaster.

After seeing this scene, Fan Yao on the side also fixed his eyes on the old man in black robe. After feeling the pressure of the soul on the other party, his expression changed, and then he looked up at the old man sitting Young people in high positions.

Sure enough, the young man looked extremely young as his son had described, and he couldn't detect the fluctuations in the opponent's fighting spirit.

At this time, the young man was drinking tea, and when he saw that he was looking at the other party, there was a smile on the young man's face.

"You are the Suzerain of the Blood Sect?"

It was exactly the same as described in the original book.

Looked like a sickly consumptive dying.

"Yes."

Although he couldn't check the fighting spirit of the young man in front of him, Fan Lao still maintained his demeanor as the suzerain.

"You came alone?"

Su Tu looked behind the other party.

Seeing that the other party didn't bring any disciples over, he frowned slightly.

It seems that Fan Ling didn't take what he explained, or in other words, Fan Tuo didn't take him seriously at all.

Fan Ling had already told Fan Lao everything about this place before he came, so after Su Tu finished saying this, the expression on Fan Lao's face also changed, and then he spoke.

"Our Blood Sect did something wrong in the past, so I came here to apologize this time, and I hope you can see that everyone is living in the black corner domain, so please forgive me this time."

"I understand what you mean, you want me to give you face, right?"

After hearing what Fan Tuo said, Su Tu also raised his eyebrows.

"I think you should be clear about the reason why it is better to resolve than to tie enemies."

When he said this, Fan Yao laughed again, and that smile seemed to be somewhat sincere.

"Of course, we did make a mistake in this matter, so we are willing to make compensation, and hope you can accept it."

"Your sentence sounds like you are apologizing, and you seem to be sincere every time you say it, but..."

When Su Tu said this, he also paused, and then continued.

"It's different from what I asked for in the first place."

"What is your request?"

Fan Lao looked at Su Tu and asked with a smile.

"It's very simple, the Blood Sect has surrendered to the Zhongying Sect, and it will be used by me from then on."

Su Tu leaned on the main seat, still with a lazy demeanor.

But just after he finished speaking, Fan Lao's face suddenly changed.

He didn't expect that just after he arrived, the other party would dare to make such a request, and he was simply ignored.

After thinking of this, Fan Lao also looked at Su Tu, and then said word by word.

"Young people should not go too far, or they will be taught a lesson easily."

"Taught by someone?" Hearing Fan Yao's words, Su Tu's eyes also fell on the other party, "Do you mean to be taught by you?"

"If you don't have a tutor, I might as well teach you a lesson for your parents!"

When he told the truth, Fan Lao's aura changed instantly.

An invisible blood flow surged in the dark.

It seems that a dense spider web will form in the next moment, and then block it in the direction of Su Tu.

But before the attack was ready to take shape, an invisible soul coercion shrouded Fan Yao's head, under this soul coercion.

The battle qi that was constantly surging in Fan Yao's body seemed to have encountered a natural enemy at this moment, and he became obedient in an instant.

Fan Yao's complexion changed drastically.

Fan Ling on the side also had a look of fear.

He didn't expect Su Tu's weird attack, even his father couldn't resist it.

How strong is this young man in front of him?

After thinking of this, Fan Ling looked at Su Tu again, but his gaze was no longer as arrogant as it was at the beginning, but more pleading.

"Senior, what my father meant was to sit down and have a good talk with you, not to disobey senior!"

"Do you think you two father and son have the capital to negotiate terms with me?"

Although Su Tu said so, he still removed the soul coercion that shrouded old man Fan.

After the soul pressure disappeared, Fan Yao also sat down on the ground.

At this moment, he was even more embarrassed than Fan Ling was yesterday.

But Fan Lao didn't have time to pay attention to this point at all, just now he completely lost control of his fighting spirit.