Cultivating Immortals From Prison

Chapter 340 Master Fan

The young man sat cross-legged beside his father, with stern features and a resolute face. Hearing what his father said at this moment, he couldn't help being slightly taken aback. He raised his head and looked at his father. The tenderness in his father's eyes greatly encouraged the young man, and he nodded immediately. He looked at the silver-white long sword in his father's hand that exuded a sense of coldness.

Song Xufan stood up, reached out to hold the hilt of the sword, and took the long sword from Gu Shen's hand. It was supposed to be a lively dinner party, but at this moment it was full of chills. The elders of the Song family who were kneeling below could feel the A chill emerged from his neck, as if his head would fall to the ground the next moment.

"Fan'er, go, anyone who is angry with you will be beheaded."

Although the words were simple and straightforward, to the ears of everyone in the hall, they were full of murderous intent, and their hands and feet were limp.

The patriarch of the Song family broke out in cold sweat, and looked at Song Qihua with pleading faces. Now that Gu Shen has spoken like this, whoever's head must be beheaded by the sword must die, even if he is a golden core cultivator, he can do it. Limbs are reborn, but Gu Shen is such an extremely powerful person sitting on the stage, if you want him to die, wouldn't it be easy?

Song Qihua's body shook, this was the first time he had seen his ancestor like this, if it was something else, he would naturally help, but now Song Qihua showed a helpless wry smile.

Song Xufan walked down the stage with a sword in his hand, his lips pressed into a straight line. His mood was not calm at the moment, and his heart was churning like a sea of ​​clouds. Qingfengjian hunted and killed ferocious beasts in the mountains outside Canglei City.On the street, I met a hooligan who spoke viciously, and once pierced his throat with a sword and took people's lives.

He is not a flower in a greenhouse, he has killed people, and he dares to kill people!
It's just that now, these people in the hall are different from the local ruffians and low-level casual cultivators he killed before. These people are the elders of the Song family and the ancestors.A group of people who used to be high above, but now they are all prostrate on the ground tremblingly, and they are ready to kill.

This feeling is different from killing people before.

These people have status, and they are connected with him by blood.

He was struggling violently in his heart, but his steps were not slow, and he walked down the hall step by step. His body hadn't grown up yet, and he was not tall, but he was taller than the kneeling Song parents.

With a sharp weapon in the body, the murderous heart starts from the beginning.

A young man like Song Xufan, holding Senhan's long sword at this moment, unexpectedly has a murderous feeling.

Song Yinzhang frowned, she had no objection to Gu Shen letting her son vent his anger, but is it really appropriate for Fan Er to kill with a sword?

In Song Yinzhang's eyes, although his son has a delicate mind, he has never been a cruel person. He is kind by nature, and he doesn't even want to shoot flying insects to death. How can he kill people with a sword?

But at this moment, Fan'er was actually killing people with a sword, with murderous intent in his eyes, this was the first time Song Yinzhang saw this side of his son.

She frowned slightly, turned her head, and looked at Gu Shen next to her, with a bit of questioning in her eyes.

Facing the woman's gaze, Gu Shen slightly shook his head, motioning for her to keep watching.

By doing this, Gu Shen also wanted to dissolve Fan'er's childhood shadow and untie the bond of affection for the child.When Fan'er built the foundation, it should be the first time that the Xinsen Guan appeared. At that time, Gu Shen only noticed it when he was standing aside, but Song Yinzhang didn't know it.

Song Yinzhang sighed inwardly, but she was more worried, and the source of her worry was Gu Shen beside her.

After all, the two haven't seen each other for more than ten years. After so many years, the other party has undergone tremendous changes. How is their temperament?Her understanding of him was still more than ten years ago, but Gu Shen has undergone earth-shaking changes in the past ten years, what should he do if he becomes bloodthirsty?What if you practice magic skills?Song Yinzhang couldn't help being worried about such a person as Fan'er's father.

Holding a sword, Song Xufan walked among the kneeling elders of the Song family, walked straight to a place in the second row, and stopped.

"Fourth grandpa, it's cold on the ground, get up quickly."

Song Xufan bent down to help the Fourth Elder up.

The Fourth Elder is a middle-aged man who looks to be about 50 years old, with a little gray hair on his temples. He didn't get up immediately, but cautiously raised his head to look at Gu Shen, who was sitting on the high seat, and saw that Gu Shen didn't object or otherwise With a displeased look, he dared to stand up.

"Thank you, Master Fan."

The Fourth Elder respectfully thanked Song Xufan.

Song Xufan hurriedly said, "Fourth Grandpa, you should call me Fan'er."

"Okay, Young Master Fan." The Fourth Elder agreed.

Song Xufan: "."

The Fourth Elder went back to his desk in fear and sat down, looking at the young man who dominated the lives of the top members of the Song family, he couldn't help sighing with emotion, and at the same time felt grateful for the patriarch Song Qihua, who had withstood internal and external pressure, The mother-in-law at home still complained repeatedly, but now it's up to her whether she will complain or not.

Song Xufan looked at the other elders, took a breath,

"Keep your heads up!"

The young man turned his head and glanced at his father who was sitting high above him, feeling confident in his heart, he said in a deep voice, he did not show any cowardice in the face of these elders and even ancestors who used to be aloof.

All the elders of the Song family raised their heads obediently when they heard the words, like a girl in a kiln waiting for the benefactor's selection, but they were all terrified, for fear that they would be selected.

Song Xufan paced slowly, pausing slightly in front of every elder, whoever he stood in front of, that elder would hold his breath, his face so pale that he was afraid that the boy would strike him down with his sword.

Holding a long sword that was almost as tall as him, Song Xufan finally walked up to the ancestor of the Song family. He lowered his head slightly and looked down at the once lofty ancestor.

In the past, he was not even qualified to meet the ancestor, but today the other party knelt in front of him, and there was fear in his eyes.

Song Xufan raised his head and didn't look at his grandparents at the side, nor at his mother sitting behind the main table behind him. He just looked back at his father, his confidence and confidence soared, and then a slightly immature voice sounded.

"All of you here are elders. The elders are polite to me, but I can't disrespect my elders."

Song Xufan's words and the scene at the banquet looked very dramatic. Dozens of elders and even the ancestors of the Song family knelt on the ground and trembled.Are you still an elder here?This is clearly an elder who is kneeling.
"From childhood to now, I have many good memories in the Song family under the care of my mother, grandmother, grandfather, and fourth grandfather.

"But I have also experienced many unhappy things!

"To the elders, I have no hatred, so this sword will not cut on you."

At this moment, the little boy was talking eloquently, beating the elders of the Song family hard.

"Although this sword can't cut you, but today I want to settle a score with your children and grandchildren."

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PS: The next update will be around eleven o'clock in the evening.

One or two updates will be added tomorrow.

In the future, if there is no change, I will ask my brothers and sisters for leave, and I will not stop the change silently, blah blah.

(End of this chapter)