The people in the reception hall didn't wait long, and Lei Qingtian came over in a hurry.

"Old man Lei, you are finally here. This time, the successor of your Thunder lineage caused trouble. Now let me see how you can explain it to me." When it was time, it was cold and authentic.

Lei Qingtian snorted coldly, walked straight into the hall, and sat in the first seat next to the patriarch of the wind family.

"Lei patriarch, you are here, it really makes Jiang wait."

After Lei Qingtian took the first seat, Jiang Zuomei took a sip of tea, and spoke in a leisurely manner.

Lei Qingtian narrowed his eyes, stared at Jiang Zuomei solemnly, and said in a deep voice, "Brother Jiang, what do you mean by that? Today, what do you want to do by mobilizing people here?"

Jiang Zuomei sneered and said, "Don't Patriarch Lei know about Jiang's visit this time? The dog Jiang Binhan died in Hanming County, Blood Refining Mansion. participated in it.�

"If Patriarch Lei is more sensible, he should hand over Lei Tingqin!"

Lei Qingtian narrowed his eyes, and said coldly: "Tingqin is not the kind of person who doesn't know the importance, knowing that Jiang Binhan is the young master of your Binghuo family, how could he kill him, and with her strength, how could it be possible?" Can you kill Jiang Binhan?"

"I can tell you clearly now that this matter has nothing to do with Tingqin. She was indeed at the scene before, but she didn't kill Jiang Binhan, but a mysterious masked person with a ghost head. Kill, and the accomplice is the junior named Zhuo Wen, if you want to find it, just go to Zhuo Wen."

"Of course, Zhuowen is now in the hands of our Lei family. If you are willing to let it go, how about I offer Zhuowen both hands?"

Jiang Zuomei's eyes were fixed, and he said in surprise: "Then Zhuo Wen is really in your hands?"

"Of course, Zhuo Wen came to Fenglei City back then, and the old man captured him." Lei Qingtian said calmly.

Hearing this, Jiang Zuomei's eyes showed a slight hint of joy, and she said calmly, "I once took the altar of the prophet's family, and asked the goddess to divination. Although there is only one incomplete picture, you were the only ones at the scene. Lei Tingqin and Na Zhuowen from the Fenglei family."

"Old Fang next to Binhan was killed by you Lei Tingqin and Na Zhuowen jointly, do you still want to excuse Lei Tingqin?"

Lei Qingtian's eyes were calm, and he said indifferently: "Our Fenglei family will not show Tingqin. Our Lei family is willing to pay any price to protect Tingqin. The things inside are prepared in advance by the old man."

"If Patriarch Jiang still feels dissatisfied, then there is nothing to discuss about this matter. The only thing we can do is go to war."

Said, Lei Qingtian flicked his fingers, and in a short while, handed a spirit ring to Jiang Zuomei.

Jiang Zuomei took the spirit ring, probed into it with her thoughts, scanned it once, her eyes were moved, there were many things in it that moved him quite a bit.

"Patriarch Jiang, what do you think? If you are not satisfied, then the old man has nothing to do." Lei Qingtian said coldly.

Jiang Zuomei played with the spirit ring in her hand, remained silent for a moment, and said, "I can barely accept it, but you have to bring that Zhuo Wen over to our Binghuo family for disposal."

As soon as these words came out, Lei Qingtian's complexion softened a lot, while the patriarch of the wind lineage beside him, Feng Ruji, showed surprise.

Logically speaking, Jiang Zuomei's sons were all killed, no matter how much Lei Qingtian paid, Jiang Zuomei would probably not give up.

But Jiang Zuomei's final decision was to let go, and she seemed to be quite eager for the young man named Zhuo Wen.

"Could it be that Zhuo Wen has some secrets?"

Feng Ruji frowned slightly, but there was some doubt in his heart.

Lei Qingtian's face turned from cloudy to sunny, he laughed and said, "Patriarch Jiang is indeed wise!"

Jiang Zuomei said calmly, "Lei Patriarch, hand over Zhuo Wen!"

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

Lei Qingtian acted swiftly and resolutely, without sloppiness at all, he got up and immediately walked towards the attic where Zhuo Wen was imprisoned, while Jiang Zuomei followed behind calmly.

Feng Ruji frowned slightly, but the more he thought about it, the more strange he was, and he followed behind.

In the dark stone hall, eight old men 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 matter. This is not something that Tingqin can decide, but the order of the patriarch." Lei Tingqin looked at Zhuo Wen, with a trace of helplessness and melancholy in her beautiful eyes.

Seeing this scene, Zhuo Wen sneered inwardly, but did not answer.

His whole body was bound by the thunder, and he couldn't move at all. Moreover, the thunder was so strange that it could block his thoughts, making it impossible for him to communicate with the spirit ring, so he opened the spirit ring to summon the bleeding fairy and his clone.

Obviously, this was deliberately done by Lei Qingtian, the purpose was to prevent Zhuo Wen from using the spirit ring, but most of Zhuo Wen's methods were in the spirit ring, and his whole body was bound by this 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 jet of black gas was continuously penetrating into the spirit ring.

This black aura was transformed by Xiao Hei's power. Although Zhuo Wen's thoughts were blocked by Thunder, he could control the spirit ring through Xiao Hei.

However, this process is relatively difficult and slow, at least for now Xiao Hei has not completely conquered the shielding force of the Thunder.

"Huh? The patriarch suddenly sent a message, ordering us to take this Zhuo Wen out." Lei Tingqin suddenly spoke to the old man. JrNovels.com