Cultivating Immortals From Prison

Chapter 341 Revenge for vengeance, vengeance for vengeance

The faces of the Song parents who were kneeling in the field suddenly changed.

They used to be so high and high, where did they have much contact with the little boy Song Xufan?That's why Song Xufan said that this sword would not hit their heads.

However, the descendants of these elders had conflicts with Song Xufan.

Song Xufan turned to look at Gu Shen, and said, "Father, I want to call some other members of the Song family."

Gu Shen nodded, looked at the ancestor of the Song family who was kneeling at the front, and said calmly: "Ancestor Song, do as Fan Er said."

The ancestor of the Song family nodded again and again, "Yes."

Even if Song Xufan started the roll call, he remembered these people too well. He originally planned to tear their mouths apart after he was successful in cultivation, but now he took this opportunity to clean up with these people!

"Song Shouzheng, Song Shoubei, Song Shouzhi, Song Shouli, Song Shouxin
"Song Xuying, Song Xuhui, Song Xuliang, Song Xuqian, Song Xumeng, Song Xuchang."

Song Xufan read out the names of nearly twenty members of the Song family, most of whom were direct descendants of the Song family, and there were even a few monks of the Song family who served as deacons in the Song family.

After Song Xufan finished reading his name, some of the elders of the Song family who were kneeling below raised their hearts to their throats, and some breathed a sigh of relief.

After the cup of tea, there were three more rows of people kneeling in the hall. These people were the people whose names Song Xufan had read just now.Among them, Song Shouzheng, Song Shouzhi, and Song Shouxin were all monks in the Foundation Establishment Period and served as deacons in the Song family.

These children of the Song family's Shouzi generation and Xu's generation were all frightened when they came here.

They are not qualified to attend tonight's banquet, all they know is that the family has invited chefs from several top restaurants in Canglei City for today's dinner.

I thought that my parents and elders were all drinking and eating happily at this dinner party, but I didn't know that they were all kneeling here.

For them, these people are all high-ranking elders, and even the pillars of the ancestor's family. There are so many big figures, kneeling for a full four rows!
For these later generations of monks of the Song family, such a scene was so shocking that when these people came, they didn't dare to say anything, dared not ask anything, and just knelt down.

Such an occasion?Who dares to stand?Didn't you see that the ancestors took the lead and knelt under the hall?
A gust of cool wind blew the eight lanterns hanging in front of the hall, and the fiery red lanterns swayed in the wind.

The candles at the dinner party were burning silently, illuminating the hall.

At this time, footsteps sounded, Song Xufan was dressed in blue, with a cold face, and a silver-white long sword in his hand, and walked forward step by step.

The children of the Song family in the three rows behind looked up and saw Song Xufan, a handsome young man who was only twelve or thirteen years old. At this moment, in the eyes of the children of the Song family, he looked like a devil who came out of hell.

Many people trembled all over and pressed their heads tightly against the ground, as if they wanted to bury their heads in the ground, just like ostriches.

Song Xufan looked down at these people with a cold face, and memories of the humiliation flashed through his mind.

"Today, if there is grievance, revenge, if there is revenge, revenge!"

Song Xufan whispered.

He walked up to Song Shouzheng, with the sword in his hand resting on his shoulder.

Song Shouzheng's body shook, layers of fine sweat appeared on his neck, and the corners of his eyes were fixed on the Senran long sword on his shoulder, fearing that the sword would sweep over and cut off his head in the next moment.

Snapped!
However, what Song Shouzheng was waiting for was not this sword, but a resounding slap.

The next moment, his face was red and swollen a lot.

This Song Shou is at the sixth level of foundation building. He is already more than 110 years old. He is highly regarded in the Song family. He will most likely become a high-ranking elder in the family in the future. He is also the highest-ranking person among the nearly twenty Song family children. At this moment, Song Xufan took this person first.

Before Song Shouzheng could react, another resounding slap hit his face.

Clap clap clap clap!

For a while, Song Shouzheng's left and right cheeks were slapped countless times by Song Xufan, and his entire face swelled into a pig's head at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"For more than ten years, in the name of the family deacon, you have embezzled a lot of money and pills from me openly and secretly.

"Three years ago, he bullied me when I was young and kicked me out of the accounting room.

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"The accounts of the past will be settled today!"

Song Xufan slapped Song Shouzheng in the face while talking about past grudges. He felt extremely happy, and felt comfortable all over his body, with countless pores open!
Rao Song Shouzheng has the cultivation of the sixth level of foundation building, but after Song Xufan slaps him countless times, his eyes are staring and his seven orifices are bleeding.

With such a pig-headed appearance, I believe that even if Song Shouzheng stood in front of his own wife, he would not be able to recognize him.

boom!
Song Shouzheng finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell headlong, with bright red blood flowing on the ground.

Seeing this, the rest of the Song family's children turned numb.

Song Xufan waved his hands, walked up to the next person, put his sword across his shoulder, and said coldly, "If you dare to hide, your head will be cut off!"

After finishing speaking, he started to slap Song Shouzheng like a slap in the face.

Clap clap clap clap!

The slap in Song Xufan's heart was a joy, as if all the humiliation he had suffered had been slapped back at this moment!

Even if these people were killed with a single sword, it would not be as pleasant and refreshing as this.

Finish one and move on to the next.

Every once in a while, there would be another pig's head paralyzed on the ground.

"It was you who insulted me and scolded me back then, but today I will let you have a taste of it!"

"And you, even more hateful, not only insulting me, but also relatives, the karma of the past is reckoned today!"

"Song Xuying, when I was seven years old, you, together with Song Xuliang and Song Xumeng, besieged me and kicked me on the back of the head. I still remember that feeling. You can try it today!"

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Seeing the scene where Song Xufan, an eleven or twelve-year-old boy raised his arms and slapped his hands, many people present were shocked.

Some of the people who were beaten were the sons and grandsons of some elders present, although they couldn't bear it, they didn't dare to stop them at all, if they said a word, they would be dead on the spot, so they could only turn their heads away, and couldn't bear to look any further.

Song Qihua and Sun Muyun, who were sitting behind the desk, looked at each other, and they could see the surprise in each other's eyes. They grew up watching Song Xufan, and in their impression, Fan'er had always been a man of few words. Temperament, although it seems indifferent, but inside it is a delicate and gentle child, how can it be
Song Qihua turned his head and glanced at Gu Shen who was sitting high behind the desk, and thought in his heart, it seems that with the appearance of this person, Fan'er has gradually changed.

But is this change good or bad?
His eyes turned back to Song Xufan, who was slapping Song Xuliang's face with his arm.Song Qihua clearly saw a few teeth coming out of Song Xuliang's mouth, and couldn't help but jump out of the corner of his eye.

(End of this chapter)