Chapter 1670

Lei Qing snorted coldly and went straight into the hall and sat in the first seat next to the patriarch of the wind system.

"Clan leader Lei, you're here. It's really good for Jiang to wait."

After Lei Qingtian sat in the first seat, Jiangzuo Mei tasted a mouthful of tea, not in a hurry, not slow, slow down.

Lei Qingtian's eyes narrowed, and he stared at Jiang Zuomei with some dignity. He said in a deep voice, "what does brother Jiang mean by this? What do you want to do when you mobilize people today?"

Jiang Zuomei sneered: "don't Lei clan leader know that Jiang came this time? The cold body of dog Jiang Bin fell in Hanming County, Xuelian mansion. It is said that Lei Tingqin, a member of your Lei family, was present and participated."

"If leader Lei is wiser, he'd better hand over Lei Tingqin!"

Lei Qingtian's eyes narrowed and said coldly: "listening to the piano is not the kind of people who don't know the importance. Knowing that Jiang Binhan is the young master of your Binghuo family, how can she kill Jiang Binhan with her strength?"

"Now I can tell you clearly that this matter has nothing to do with listening to the piano. She was really on the scene before, but she didn't kill Jiang Binhan. It was killed by a mysterious man with a ghost mask, and the accomplice is the younger generation named Zhuo Wen. If you want to find it, go to find that Zhuo Wen."

"Of course, Zhuo Wen is now in the hands of our Lei Department. If you are willing to give up, how about I offer Zhuo Wen's hands?"

Jiang Zuomei's eyes were frozen. He was surprised and said, "is Zhuo Wen really in your hand?"

"Naturally, at the beginning, Zhuo Wen came to Fenglei City, and I caught him." Lei Qingtian said faintly.

Hearing the speech, Jiang Zuomei's eyes showed a trace of imperceptible joy, and immediately calmly said, "I once took the sacrificial tower of the prophet family and asked the goddess to divine the past. Although there was only one incomplete picture, at the beginning, there were only your wind thunder family, Lei Tingqin and Na Zhuo Wen."

"Fang Lao beside bin Han was killed by Lei Tingqin and Zhuo Wen. Do you still want to excuse Lei Tingqin?"

Lei Qingtian's eyes were calm and said faintly: "listen to the piano. Our wind thunder family will not take it out. Our Lei Department is willing to pay any price to protect the piano. I prepared everything in advance."

"If Mr. Jiang is still dissatisfied, there is nothing to talk about. Our two families have to go to war."

With that, Lei Qingtian flexed his fingers and gave Jiang Zuomei a ring.

Jiang Zuomei took the Lingjie, explored her mind, scanned it again, and her eyes showed a moving color. There were many things in it that made him quite excited.

"Master Jiang, what do you think? If you're not satisfied, I can't help it." Lei Qingtian said coldly.

Jiang Zuomei played with the spirit ring in her hand and said in silence for a moment: "I can barely accept it, but you must bring Zhuo Wen to our ice fire family."

As soon as he said this, Lei Qingtian's complexion immediately eased a lot, and the wind next to him was a pulse family. The long wind like halberd was surprised.

Normally, Jiang Zuomei's sons have been killed. Even if Lei Qingtian pays a heavy price, Jiang Zuomei can't give up.

But Jiang Zuomei's final decision was to give up, and she looked very eager for the young man named Zhuo Wen.

"Is there any secret about Zhuo Wen?"

The wind is like a halberd, with a slight frown on his brow, but there is some doubt in his heart.

Lei Qingtian's face turned cloudy and sunny. He laughed and said, "Lord Jiang is really wise!"

Jiang Zuomei kept silent and said faintly, "Nari clan leader, hand over the Zhuo Wen!"

"Come with me, I'll take you!"

Lei Qingtian acted vigorously and without hesitation. He got up and immediately walked towards the attic where Zhuo Wen was imprisoned, while Jiang Zuomei followed him with bland eyes.

The wind is like a halberd with a slight frown, but the more you think, the more strange it is. Unexpectedly, it is also following behind.

In the dark stone hall, eight old people sat cross legged quietly on the other side of the stone tablet, while Lei Tingqin sat not far from Zhuo Wen.

"Brother Zhuo, don't blame me for this. It's not what Qin can decide, but the order of the patriarch." Lei listens to Qin looking at Zhuo Wen, with a trace of helplessness and melancholy in her beautiful eyes.

Looking at this scene, Zhuo Wen sneered inside, but didn't answer.

His whole body was bound by thunder, and he couldn't move at all. Moreover, the thunder was so strange that it could block his thoughts, so that he couldn't communicate with the spirit ring at all, so as to open the spirit ring and summon the bleeding immortal and his part.

Obviously, Lei Qingtian did it deliberately to prevent Zhuo Wen from using the spirit ring. However, most of Zhuo Wen's means are in the spirit ring, and his whole body is bound by the thunder. It can be said that he is helpless now.

However, what Lei Tingqin and the eight elders didn't notice was that at the finger of Zhuo Wen's right hand, a black gas was constantly drilling into the ring.

The black breath is the power of Xiao Hei. Although Zhuo Wen's idea is shielded by thunder, he can control the ring through Xiao Hei.

However, this process is difficult and slow. At least now Xiaohei has not completely overcome the shielding power of the thunder.

"Hmm? The patriarch suddenly sent a message and ordered us to take Zhuo Wen out." Lei Tingqin suddenly opened his mouth to the eight old ways.

The eight elders looked at each other and nodded. Immediately, one of them immediately carried Zhuo Wen and sent it out with Lei Tingqin.

When Lei Tingqin and his party walked out of the attic, they saw Lei Qingtian and Jiang Zuomei in the courtyard outside the attic.

At the moment when Lei Tingqin saw the plum on the left side of the river, Mei's eyes could not help shrinking, but he soon recovered his peace. He arched his hands to Lei Qingtian and the nearby wind like halberd and said, "leader Lei, leader Feng!"

Lei Qingtian nodded and immediately said with a smile, "brother Jiang, this is the Zhuo Wen you want. Take him away!"

Jiang Zuomei squinted at Zhuo Wen and said quietly, "in that case, Jiang won't refuse."

Speaking of this, Jiang Zuomei winked at a man behind her. The man nodded and immediately walked towards Zhuo Wen.

Zhuo Wen, on the other hand, knew something bad when he saw Jiang Zuomei. He didn't expect Lei Qingtian to give him to Jiang Zuomei. It was shameless.

"Jiang Zuomei should know the ice burning holy talisman on me, so she wants me so urgently. If I'm caught by Jiang Zuomei, I'm afraid my life will be worrying."

"We must let the wind thunder family stop jiangzuomei, and the only way is to release the three wings of thunder! Xiaohei, release the three wings of thunder!"

Zhuo Wen made a quick decision and immediately shouted to Xiaohei in the sea. Xiaohei also knew that the situation was urgent. He nodded slightly. As soon as the dragon's mouth vomited, the three wings of thunder suddenly appeared over the sea.

Boo, boo, boo!

At the moment when Lei Sanyi was released, Zhuo Wen didn't suppress the breath of Lei Sanyi. For a short time, the thunder plate that existed on Lei Tingqin suddenly erupted into an extremely fierce thunder.

Lei Tingqin's pretty face changed greatly. The thunder plate on his body rushed out of the spirit ring involuntarily. Immediately, countless thunders soared from the thunder plate, and the thunder plate was also plundered towards Zhuo Wen.

"What's going on?"

Lei Qingtian and Jiang Zuomei were stunned. They didn't expect that this would happen to the thunder plate on Lei Tingqin at this time.

"Do you have a thunder talisman?"

As soon as Lei listens to Qin's jade hand, she forces Lei pan into her hand, and meimou falls on Zhuo Wen in surprise.

She knew very well that the only thing that could cause such a big change in Lei pan was Lei's holy talisman. That is to say, Zhuo Wen really had Lei's holy talisman, but they had just tested it before. This son didn't have any breath of Lei's holy talisman. How could he suddenly cause such a big reaction in Lei pan now?

"Your Lei family can hand me over to the ice fire family, but I'm afraid this Lei holy talisman will fall into the hands of the ice fire family in the future." Zhuo Wen sneered.

"Take it!"

Jiang Zuomei shouted loudly. The master of the ice fire family who had gone to Zhuo Wen immediately stepped out, and his breath burst out like a beast. His right hand became a claw and wanted to catch Zhuo Wen.

Boom!

The old man who was holding Zhuo Wen gave a cold hum, which was also a claw blast. For a while, the terrible energy was flying, and there was a harsh sound of explosion in the air.

"Clan leader Lei, what do you mean? Didn't you say before that you wanted to give this Zhuo Wen to Jiang? How did you go back now?" Jiang Zuomei said coldly.

Lei Qingtian also recovered at the moment. He stared at Zhuo Wen with burning eyes, but said with a smile: "your boy is really deep enough. You really have Lei's holy talisman. If we don't hand you over, I'm afraid we'll be concealed by you. It's time and life."

Jiang Zuomei's face was gloomy. He said coldly, "clan leader Lei, remember your promise."

Lei Qingtian mocked and said with a smile, "if this son doesn't have Lei's holy talisman, why don't you give him to you? But now, I lei Qingtian want this man. Please go back, Mr. Jiang."

Boom!

Jiang Zuomei suddenly pinched her hands, and a terrible ice and fire energy gushed from his body. The ground under her feet suddenly collapsed into countless cracks, and the surrounding was filled with the terrible temperature of ice and fire.

The dozens of ice fire family experts brought by Jiang Zuomei also broke out their own terrible momentum and looked at Lei Qingtian covetously.

"Jiang Zuomei, what do you mean? This is the territory of our Fenglei family. Do you want to make trouble?"

Lei Qingtian smiled coldly. The whole body was haunted by terrible running thunder. His beard and hair stood upright, like the Thor on the nine days. His momentum was no weaker than Jiang Zuomei, and the eight old men followed Lei Qingtian and were filled with purple thunde