“How to do?”
“Can’t wait?”
Old Ming frowned and looked anxious.
A few days ago, Chu Yuan sent people to Tianshan, and asked the two elders Xuanming and Tang Yun to return to Yanxia urgently.
No need to think about it, the second elder Xuanming had already guessed that something must have happened in Jiangdong.
Moreover, it was something that Chu Yuan could not handle.
Otherwise, the old family owner would not be so anxious to recall them.
Elder Xuan didn’t speak, but his eyes still stopped at the top of the Tianshan Mountains ahead, and the old man’s face was full of solemnity.
“Elder Xuan, say something.”
“Will you continue to wait?”
“Sect Master Tang doesn’t show any signs of coming out.”
“The old master called us back urgently before, so something must have happened.”
“I think we should hurry back to Jiangdong as soon as possible to help the old master?”
Old Ming urged again.
But Elder Xuan frowned and thought deeply: “Have you ever thought about what crisis the old family master has encountered this time. He will be a strong man in the realm of gods, and he will be so anxious to call us back.”
Xuan Lao’s words, but asked Ming Lao.
“This…”
“Could it be the Martial God Temple?”
After thinking about it for a long time, Ming Lao only thought of the Martial God Temple in Yanxia.
After all, in their impression, today’s hot summer, and the few people in the Temple of the Martial God, will hinder their Chumen.
Xuan Lao shook his head: “The titled Grandmasters of the Martial God Temple are still working hard to deal with others, but in the eyes of the old Patriarch, they are only a few ants.”
“With a random blow from the old Patriarch, they can be completely defeated.”
“These people, it is absolutely impossible for the master of the old family to make trouble.”
“Then what do you mean?” Old Ming asked.
Elder Xuan was silent for a moment, then said, “There are only two possibilities.”
“The first one, that little guy, is back.”
What?
When Old Ming heard the words, he was shocked.
“You mean, Zhenghong’s son, Chu Tianfan?”
“This is impossible!”
“That little guy, didn’t he kill himself by drinking a sword?”
Old Ming didn’t believe it at all.
Old Xuan said solemnly: “You and I have experienced his ability. You should know that over the years, he is the most talented Chu clan member we have come into contact with.”
“A person with Chu Yunyang’s blood flowing on his body will not die so easily.”
“I’ve always felt that Chu Tianfan is very likely not dead.”
Xuan Lao said in a deep voice.
But Elder Ming didn’t think so: “Elder Xuan, I think you are looking down on that little guy too much.”
“Of course he is extremely talented, but as far as I know, in the East China Sea battle, the old patriarch led the world’s top powerhouses to surround that little guy.”
“With so many people surrounded and killed, there is absolutely no way that little guy will survive.”
“You’d better talk about the second possibility.”
Old Ming looked over.
Elder Xuan continued: “The second possibility is that the old lady who lives in the Chu family’s old house has left the mountain.”
What?
Like a thunderbolt, Old Ming only felt that a bomb exploded in his mind, and there was a buzzing sound in an instant.
“This…isn’t it?”
Old Ming’s face was pale.
He couldn’t imagine it.
If the old lady of the Chu family really took the shot, what would the consequences be.
This old lady of the Chu family is too senior.
Even the second elder Xuanming, in front of this old lady, is just a child.
“Nothing is impossible.”
“When the old master drove that little guy out of the house, the old lady was furious.”
“Later, the old patriarch forced the little guy to death, and in a fit of rage, the old lady directly expelled the old patriarch from the family tree.”
“Now that the old clan leader leads the sect’s strong soldiers to Jiangdong, the old lady is very likely to attack again.”
“Looking at the hot summer, only this old lady will make our old sect master recall us so anxiously.”
Elder Xuan was worried.
The old Ming beside him also felt heavy.