Super Treasure Hunter

The middle-aged man slowly walked towards Zhou Zhong, but his footsteps suddenly came to a halt, and many Chen family members also exclaimed.

Because half-kneeling on the ground, it seems that the guy named Zong Nan did an incredible thing.

Zhou Zhong, half kneeling on the ground, suddenly grabbed a dagger on the ground, then grinned at everyone, and then thrust it into his chest!

Many people were startled in amazement, even Patriarch Chen.

What's the matter, this seems to be ashamed and angry, and is about to commit suicide?

Of course it was not about suicide in the middle of the week, but a method he just figured out just now.

In fact, his cultivation base is still there, it's just being blocked by someone, he only needs a way to break through that layer of shackles.

Zhou Zhong's face became a little wilted, but the smile on his face remained undiminished, even if it was a sad smile.

Many members of the Chen family finally realized that something was not quite right.

It stands to reason that a normal person is pierced through his chest and abdomen with such a dagger, and he can't die anymore. Why is this guy still laughing?

Not only that, but in the middle of the week, he drew out the dagger, followed by a hint of black mist around the wound.

As he slowly stood up, Patriarch Chen didn't know what he thought of, and quickly ordered: "Don't hesitate! Kill him quickly!"

The middle-aged man came back to his senses and appeared in front of Zhou Zhong instantly, trying to crush Zhou Zhong to death like an ant.

Only this time, Zhou Zhong had already seen his movements clearly, and unhurriedly stretched out his palm to wrap the fist of the middle-aged man.

Immediately after a scream like a pig, yelled from the middle-aged man's mouth, as if he was suffering from some great pain.

In the middle of Zhou Zhou, the hand was only slightly hardened, and the middle-aged hand bones directly turned into a pool of powder, and the bones were broken!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!)

The corner of Zhou Zhong's mouth was slightly raised, and he appeared in front of the Chen Patriarch in an instant.

But before he could speak, Chen Lanjun on the side cursed and said: "Damn, I want to spread it in my Chen family..."

Before the wild word was spoken, he casually slapped a slap in the middle of the week. This palm didn't hold the slightest strength. Chen Lanjun's half of his face was slapped with a slap, and he fell half-dead against the wall.

"Presumptuous!" Patriarch Chen was furious, so he wanted to do it himself.

However, in the middle of the week, he put a finger on his lips: "Shh, I haven't let you talk yet."

A coercion rushed out of Zhou Zhong, and the Chen Patriarch, who had been standing upright, had to bow his head forcibly under this coercion, and he half-kneeled on the ground.

The other Chen family who wanted to take action couldn't help but pause when they saw this scene.

This... what a great strength this must be!

The strength of their Patriarch had already reached the Tianhe period early, and just a coercion could force him to kneel to the ground.

This must be the Vientiane period? Or the star period?

Zhou Zhong leaned down and looked at Patriarch Chen whose face became a little distorted, and said blankly: "Nangong Yanxue, no, Ye Xiaoxiao, where is it?"

Family Master Chen swallowed, and under the pressure of midweek, he couldn't even say a word.

"Don't speak?" Zhou Zhong laughed instead, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Then it will be easier."

In fact, he didn't want to get any answer from the Chen family leader. What he had to do was to completely erase the family.

In the middle of the week, he used his hands to cover the top of the Chen family master's head, and then the devilish energy burst out of his body instantly, and he did not see what he did. The entire Chen family was instantly enveloped by endless devilish energy, and then fell down. .

As for the Chen Patriarch in front of the middle of the week, his whole head exploded more like a watermelon.

After finishing all this, Zhou Zhong let out a long sigh, trying to find the whereabouts of Nangong Yanxue, but after looking around, she didn't see her at all.

Until this time, the middle of the week finally panicked again. Nangong Yanxue was not in Chen's house, where could he be?

At this moment, a small voice came into Zhou Zhong's ears, Zhou Zhong gave a sneer, walked to the side of Chen Lanjun, whose face had already been photographed, and kicked it.

"Why, dare you to pretend to be dead in front of me? Believe it or not, if I step on it, I will let your soul fly?"

Chen Lanjun slowly opened his eyes, and then quickly got up and bowed down and said, "Senior, don't kill me, you can do anything you want me to do!"

Zhou Zhong's mouth curled slightly: "Tell me the whereabouts of Ye Xiaoxiao, I can think about it."

Chen Lanjun didn't think much about it at all, and directly told what had happened before. It's just that the identity of the mysterious person, no matter how much he asked about it in the middle of the week, he couldn't tell why.

Mid-week sneered: "Then what's the use for me to keep you?"

Chen Lan was shocked, but there was no time to react, so he ended up with his father.

I didn't stay in Chen's house for too long in the middle of the week, and I was ready to continue searching for Nangong Yanxue's whereabouts. In any case, he must find her!

Because this is the promise of the week!

...

In the Zong Family, a woman suddenly appeared in the night. She didn't deliberately hide it this time. Naturally, she was discovered by the Zong Family early.

But almost for an instant, those people fell to the ground, and they didn't even know how they died.

The middle-aged woman kicked open the door of Zong Kui's room directly, while Zong Kui in the room knelt on the ground early, not daring to breathe.

So many family masters he transferred back failed to stop this woman, this time he really didn't dare to think again.

"Count on you." The middle-aged woman sneered, then stepped into the door of the room, sat on a chair, and let Zong Kui kneel there.

Zong Kui's face almost turned into a bitter gourd, he didn't know why this woman had come to find himself.

But the woman's next words made him overjoyed.

"From now on, you will be my servant."

"Senior, didn't you go to Zong Nan? He is the heir to the family! I am nothing, really!" Zong Kui said sternly.

"Zongnan? He has been abolished by me, and he has fallen off the cliff. Now it is estimated that he can't die anymore, so from now on, you will be the heir of the clan! Of course, you are also my servant."

Hearing this, Zong Kui was overjoyed. As long as Zong Nan died, his biggest first opponent would be gone. Then, what other choice could he have besides him as the master of the house?

As for servants and not servants, where is there any greater attraction to being the head of the clan?

With a smile on Zong Kui's face, he banged his head and said, "From now on, the Zong family will let the seniors send!"