My Cold and Beautiful Wife - Chapter 1275

1275

Within the True Martial Great Hall of the Xuanming Tribe, the core members of the Zhou clan looked at the ancestors seated high above with solemn expressions. org

The person seated at the very front was none other than the Patriarch of the Zhou Clan, Zhou Teng Yun.

After the Patriarchs came out of seclusion, they naturally had to get a general understanding of the current situation in the world. Thus, Zhou Teng Yun and the others asked many questions.

Zhou Tianqi and the others all answered in detail, not daring to hide anything.

At this moment, a spy from the Zhou family came to report that Ye Fan and his team would arrive at the Xuanming clan in half an hour.

"Heh heh... "This little guy from the Ye Clan is quite confident. It seems that he will win for sure if he brings so many people over." Zhou Teng Yun said with a playful smile.

"Ancestor, since they've flown over, they must have landed. "There's only our own private airport around here. Why don't we do something on the runway to show them off?" Zhou Tianqi asked.

"Aircraft... What is it? " Zhou Teng Yun asked with a frown.

It was only then that the group of old men recalled that most of these old men had been in seclusion for at least one to two hundred years.

Therefore, Zhou Tianqi and the others gave a brief explanation of what an airplane was and what an airport was.

"So that's how it is. I didn't expect that even an ordinary person can fly in the sky today. No wonder Ye Fan and the others arrived so fast." Zhou Teng Yun said with a smile.

Zhou Tengxing chuckled, "There's no need to go to the airport to mess around. Since it's from the sky, we can just go straight up to the sky and shoot it down!"

The other Patriarchs also nodded in agreement. Ya Wen Yan's feelings. org

Zhou Tianqi and the others, however, were afraid that the forefathers weren't clear on the exact situation of the plane. They hurriedly explained, "Forefather Tengxing, that plane is extremely fast and flying very high. It's unlikely to be intercepted by Qing Gong …"

Zhou Teng Xing said casually: "Just because you and your juniors can't do it doesn't mean that I can't. Don't waste your breath. You'll know when you see the two planes coming over!"

When the group of Zhou family members heard this, they quickly nodded their heads in agreement. However, more or less, they were all wondering if the forefathers understood what a plane was.

At this time, Zhou Teng Yun suddenly stood up and smiled with a strange expression, "I didn't expect that the Ye Clan's brat would cause so many old friends by finding trouble with our Zhou clan and come to my Xuan Ming without even greeting them …"

It seemed that this boy from the Ye family was indeed someone who had attracted so much attention all these years because of his limitless glory.

Tengxing, your brother will go out to entertain his old friends. When that Ye Family kid comes over, you guys can do it … "

Zhou Tengxing also seemed to have noticed something as he grinned and said, "Brother, don't worry. If they are willing, then invite them to our house for a cup of tea. Otherwise, if they say that our Xuanming Tribe is lacking in manners, we will neglect your esteemed guest."

Zhou Teng Yun nodded and disappeared in a flash.

Zhou Tian Qi curiously asked, "Ancestor, which esteemed guest?" We actually need Patriarch Teng Yun to personally run out to receive us? "

Zhou Tengxing's eyes flashed with a cold light, he said, "Ancient Divine Origin …"

Zhou Tianqi and the others immediately wore stern expressions and reverence.

The Ancient God's descendants were the most powerful shields formed by the Martial God to protect the power of the apocalypse.

The number of experts here was only around a dozen or so. Most of them were Patriarchs of the four great clans and other clans, and their numbers were around the same as the Apocalypse King's.

The difference with the power of the Apocalypse King was that the Ancient God's descendants were relatively stable and didn't have much of a replacement. This was because the life expectancy of ancient martial artists was much longer than that of most mages.

Only wizards who had reached a terrifying level of strength could rely on powerful magic to extend their lifespan.

It had already been three hundred years since the founding of the ancient God's descendants. Most of the members were in closed-door training, and no one was clear on which members were still alive today.

At this moment, on the east side of the Xuanming Lake, there was a slope with a vast view.

Zhou Teng Yun's figure suddenly appeared in a flash. In front of him, there were already two men.

One of the two men was dressed in black, the other in white. The man in black was handsome and powerful, while the man in white was rather refined.

"Brother Ying, Brother Bai Yan, it has been a few hundred years since we last met. The two of you are still as graceful as ever!" Zhou Teng Yun said with a smile.

Ying Bian snorted and didn't say anything. Bai Yan then smiled and replied politely, "Brother Teng Yun is courteous. The two of us are just here to take a look at the scenery. We don't want to disturb you."

"Haha!" What a great view! The scenery of our Xuanming Tribe's ancestral land is indeed much better than the bare mountain of your White Tiger Clan. Haha … " Zhou Teng Yun said with a smile.

Bai Yan laughed, "Of course, of course. Such a magnificent scenery of the prairie, even we two brothers are envious …"

Zhou Teng Yun narrowed his eyes in amusement as he said, "Brother Bai Yan, it has been three hundred years, but your smile is still so fake. Even after winning against Brother Qiong, you are still so despicable."

"Is there? Haha... "Brother Zhou sure knows how to joke around." Bai Yan opened the fan in his hand, covering his face as he laughed.

At this moment, the disdainful voice of a woman sounded from nearby …

"Hey, can you guys stop laughing so disgustingly?"

The one who spoke was a woman about 1.5 meters tall and wearing a colorful dress. She looked to be around 17 or 18 years old.

Behind the woman, there was a thin and tall middle-aged man in a long moon-white robe. His eyes were narrowed into slits and his skin was pale. He looked extremely frail.

At the back was a two meter tall burly man. He was wearing only a simple brown shirt with exposed arms. His hair was tied up in braids and his face was full of sideburns.

When Zhou Teng Yun saw these three, he wasn't surprised at all. He said: "Little Sister Qing Yin, we are currently reminiscing about old times. We are having fun together, so why is it disgusting to talk about?"

The girl said in a disdainful tone, "Save it, we are here to see the grandson of Ye Wuya. How is the battle with your Zhou family? Do you even need to find any other reason?"

Zhou Teng Yun chuckled and said, "It seems that everyone cares a lot about this kid called Ye Fan. Sister Qing Yin from the Xuansui clan, Brother Wei Bufan from the Bai Ze clan, and Brother Lei Chong from the Kui clan. Why don't you all come over here for a cup of tea first?"

"No need! "I, Old Lei, only drink, not tea." The sturdy Lei Chong said as he took off the big wineskin at his waist and gulped down two mouthfuls.

Wei Bufan said in a soft voice: "Many thanks, Brother Teng Yun. I'm not thirsty."

The petite, round-faced Qingyin teased: "Hey, Zhou Tengyun, is your Zhou family good enough? The kids in my clan told me that Ye Wuya's grandson has been making a lot of trouble for the past few years.

With the emperor level sword intents by his side and the fact that he had killed two of the ancient experts, he was afraid that he would be very difficult to deal with.

"If you feel nervous about the war, you can go back first. We old guys are here to watch the show anyway."

Zhou Teng Yun said with a smile that was not a smile, "Do you not feel confident that we, the Xuanming Zhou family, will be able to do it?"

As he said this, Zhou Teng Yun turned his head to the north and saw two more figures flying over at high speed.