Poison Concubine Counterattack: Peak Summoner

Chapter 996

Sitting on the honorable seat, Tu Linglong listened beautifully but was also at a loss. This scene is a bit bizarre. Shouldn't there be singing and dancing at the welcome party?This Nima doesn't even have drinks, so what's the situation with pulling a group of people to play music for her?It felt like a funeral!

When she was impatient, she turned her head and saw that Elder Zhan had a happy face, and the others were also very intoxicated, so she didn't say much, moved her lips to hold back.

This piece was also frighteningly long. After one piece was played, Tu Linglong almost fell asleep.

"Palace Master, what do you think?" Elder Zhan hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

How could Tu Linglong understand these rhythms, she was dumbfounded when asked, and after a while, she had to perfunctorily say: "En, not bad."

"Then do you think there are any with good qualifications?" Elder Zhan looked happy.

His meaning couldn't be more obvious. These musicians are all good at musical instruments among the aristocratic relatives. The rhythm skills of Huanyin Palace are world-famous. Great help.

It is rare for the Master of Huanyin Palace to come here, how could Elder Zhan not seize the opportunity.

"..." Tu Linglong was stunned, with a look of astonishment on his face, and hesitated for a while, "No... right?"

"Ah?" Elder Zhan was also confused.

"If there is none, then there is none. Why is the Palace Master still suspicious?" The second elder looked a little dissatisfied when he heard this. In order to select these happy people, the Illusory God Race spent a lot of thought.

And this palace lord looked far less powerful than the rumors said, clearly like a coquettish idiot, which made her very unhappy.

"Why, can't we still have doubts?" Tu Linglong was not happy, "I wanted to be polite and leave you room, since you said so, I will tell the truth, these performances are mediocre, far worse than before The deity listened."

Tu Linglong is not a good opponent either, so he naturally dismissed it.

"What the palace lord said is very true! Such an ordinary voice really can't reach your ears, how offending you are." Elder Zhan was immediately stunned, and quickly apologized for the second elder, and then regretted, "Originally, my clan They are children with better qualifications, but they went to the selection of the Phantom Spirit Festival and have not returned for a long time, otherwise there may be a few people who can play a good voice."

When Elder Zhan thought of this, he couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

Sitting there, Tu Linglong thought that all this had nothing to do with her, these elders of the phantom god clan were simply baffled.

At this moment, there was a sudden explosion from the outer direction of the shrine, faintly mixed with noisy human voices.

Elder Zhan frowned: "What's going on?!"

A guard ran over covered in dust: "No, no, it's not good! Chief, elder!"

"Speak well!" Elder Zhan was even angrier when he heard the man stammering.

"Yes, it hit, hit the palace wall."

"What? What hit it?" Elder Zhan was a little shocked. The Jingu Palace is not an ordinary building, and its solid protection is first-class. How can it be hit casually.

The guard stammered: "Yes, it is Zhan, Zhan Shi, Shizi corpse, corpse..."

"What! My son!" Elder Zhan's veins burst out on the spot, he jumped up and spread his wings, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"What's going on here?" The second elder frowned, not knowing why, so he led the others to chase after him.

Tu Linglong, who was surrounded just now, was left in place.

"Why is this Illusory God Clan talking so much?" She pouted, and finally followed with a puzzled expression on her face.

On the outside of the shrine, the city wall was covered in black and ash, as if it had just received some devastating blow, Elder Zhan's eyes burst into bloodshot eyes, and he immediately shouted and waved his hands.

Like the wind, those hands pushed away the smoke and dust in an instant, revealing the destroyed palace wall.

Among the broken bricks, two extremely embarrassed bodies lay there, and Elder Zhan rushed over with his eyes red.

"My son! How could this happen!" He quickly hugged one of them, which was his son Zhanpeng, "How is it possible! Who is it! Who killed my son!"

Elder Zhan was filled with grief and anger, and hugged Zhan Peng's body tightly angrily.

He didn't even notice at all that all the guards who had surrounded him were looking at him in surprise.

"Father...Father..." At this moment, Zhan Peng suddenly said, "I'm not dead, but you're about to strangle me to death."

Elder Zhan was stunned, and looked down to find that his son was still alive... Maybe he was almost gone, and now he was blushing and his neck was thick, and he was strangling more air out than inhale.

At this time, the stuttering guards chased after him and hurriedly reported: "Elder, elder, yes, it is Prince Zhan, and the corpse, the corpse belongs to the fifth elder."

The scene was very embarrassing...

Elder Zhan coughed and let go of his arms: "My son, it's just as long as you're fine."

"What! The Fifth Elder is dead?!" The Second Elder who came after him looked astonished, and hurried forward to check.

The other body belonged to the Fifth Elder. He had lost all breath, and his body was lying coolly among the broken bricks. He really looked utterly dead.

"Peng'er, what the hell is going on here?" Elder Zhan finally remembered the life and death of the fifth elder, "Although the cultivation level of the fifth elder is slightly lower than that of the five of us, it is still rare to meet an opponent. died?"

Elder Zhan didn't think there would be such a danger in the mere selection.

"Where are the other children? Where are they? What's going on!" The second elder looked at Zhan Peng nervously. Many children from her clan also participated in this selection.

Zhan Peng panted, his eyes flickered, and then he replied weakly: "They...he...we..."

Without saying a word, he coughed violently.

Elder Zhan immediately scolded: "Didn't you see that Peng'er is very weak?! Ask about these things later, it's important to treat Peng'er's injuries first!"

As he spoke, he looked at the third elder who had been lazily standing beside him.

Although the phantom gods are all proficient in light magic, they are not like healers who practice light magic like Chiwu Continent. The magic of phantom gods is more complicated and exquisite, and they have their own specializations.

Elder Zhan was only proficient in combat-type light magic, and among the people present, except for the fifth elder who died, the third elder was more proficient in healing.

"Ah? What are you looking at me for?" The third elder was still oblivious to the matter.

"Third brother, save my son!" Elder Zhan urged.

"Ah? Elder, are you begging me? Why didn't I feel it?" The third elder immediately picked up Joe.

Hehe, Elder Zhan actually has a day to beg him, it would be too wrong for him not to take the opportunity to embarrass him!
"You!" Elder Zhan was a little annoyed.

The third elder raised his brows and said quickly: "Ah, actually my healing skills are only mediocre, otherwise I'd better hire someone else, and I will definitely be able to cure Young Master Zhan."

The corners of Elder Zhan's mouth twitched, and he gritted his teeth: "Third brother, please, my son's disease is imminent. Only you can save him at this moment!"

(End of this chapter)