Chapter 630: Shen Zhengjiang is an old and wise man!

Hearing this, Shen Zhengjiang's face became extremely solemn.

However, Shen Qinglong's face also became solemn after hearing the conversation between Shen Zhengjiang and the old man outside the door.

But

Shen Qinglong did not interrupt.

At this time, Shen Zhengjiang suddenly rushed to the outside and said,

"Come in and talk."

The old man outside the door pushed the door in.

He was tall, with gray hair, fair face, and a gentle complexion, giving people a very kind feeling.

After entering the door, the gray-haired old man glanced at Shen Qinglong casually.

Shen Qinglong seemed to understand what the gray-haired old man meant, so he asked Shen Zhengjiang.

"Do I need to step aside?"

Shen Zhengjiang suddenly smiled.

"You are being polite."

Shen Qinglong was slightly startled, but he didn't say anything else.

The gray-haired old man then formally looked at Shen Zhengjiang, who was sitting on the throne.

The smile on Shen Zhengjiang's face had disappeared, and he looked at the gray-haired old man with a sullen face and said in a deep voice.

"Has the situation changed?"

The gray-haired old man nodded and answered.

"When I went there, Meng Chonglei and Hu Qian were already dead."

Shen Zhengjiang questioned.

"Are you sure they died from the backlash of the death talisman?"

The gray-haired old man answered.

"Yes."

Shen Zhengjiang poured himself a cup of tea with a sip and asked.

"What do you think about this matter?"

The gray-haired old man guessed.

"Could it be the Third Master..."

Shen Zhengjiang seemed to know what the gray-haired old man was going to say, and suddenly slapped the teacup on the tea table next to him and scolded.

"Shut up!"

The gray-haired old man smiled bitterly.

"This old slave is not cursing the Third Master!"

Shen Zhengjiang gritted his teeth.

"I know you are not cursing Shen Shuling, but because I know he can't die, I tell you to shut up!"

The gray-haired old man said depressedly.

"The Third Master has attracted the eighth heavenly thunder! Gods and Buddhas can be destroyed! But Ye Wutian disappeared when he was born, and his body was not found when he died. Shen Ruoqing and Ye Junlin also disappeared! The Third Master is even more invisible! So this matter can only be what this old servant guessed!"

Shen Zhengjiang said with a sneer.

"Shen Shuling is not that kind of person. I watched him grow up, and I know! He is not rebellious!"

The gray-haired old man also said with a sneer.

"Ye Wutan has dragon veins in his body, and there are traces of practicing Wuji Zhengong in his meridians. Shen Ruoqing is a Shengli, Ye Junlin has three dragon essences, and according to my investigation over the years, Ye Fuling also has a dragon essence! In addition, Ye Wutan has pure jade on his body!"

"Any one of these things I mentioned is an astonishing and unconventional existence! If the third master has evil intentions and takes all these things for himself and then hides them... then this matter will be a big deal!"

At this point, the gray-haired old man muttered again.

"Otherwise, why did this old servant keep stressing that you must not put all your treasures on the Third Master alone? Although you are his father, you cannot teach him everything. Now, you are taking too big a step and are causing trouble!"

Shen Zhengjiang took a deep breath, looked at Shen Qinglong who had been listening, and suddenly said.

"Follow me!"

Shen Zhengjiang said in a deep voice.

"You also heard that this matter has changed, so some plans need to be changed."

Shen Qinglong frowned.

"If things are really as your old servant judged, you are no longer qualified to negotiate business with me. Your son, Shen Shuling, is qualified, so the most important thing now is to find Shen Shuling as soon as possible."

Shen Zhengjiang suddenly asked back.

"What if he is dead?"

Shen Qinglong snorted and laughed.

"No way."

Shen Zhengjiang pointed to the pair of dragon-beating axe next to him and said.

"But no matter what, this thing must stay with me."

Shen Qinglong smiled.

"Okay, but what can you exchange for it?"

Shen Zhengjiang said.

"The three secret techniques of the ancient Ye family, Wuji, Chunci, and Chunkuai!"

Shen Qinglong's face changed.

"You have it?"

Shen Zhengjiang smiled.

"Shen Ruoqing is Ye Wutian's bedmate."

Shen Qinglong's face was extremely solemn.

Shen Zhengjiang said again.

"Why are you willing to give up this dragon essence on your body? Isn't it because you can't integrate it? But after having the three secret techniques of the ancient Ye family, your dragon essence is still yours!"

Shen Qinglong's expression was relaxed.

At this time, Shen Zhengjiang had already stood up and turned to walk towards the inner room of the study.

Of course, Shen Zhengjiang did not forget to bring the dragon-beating hammer with him.

Shen Qinglong hesitated for a moment before following him.

It is worth mentioning that just as Shen Qinglong followed Shen Zhengjiang to the inner room, the gray-haired old man who stayed in the study suddenly turned around and left, going to the courtyard of the villa.

After a while, Shen Zhengjiang took Shen Qinglong to the inner room, opened the mechanism here, and took Shen Qinglong to an underground space under the villa.

This underground space is similar to a small underground museum. The walls on all four sides are covered with pieces of black iron stone, and each piece of iron stone is engraved with dense runes!

All the antique shelves are arranged along the walls, so the middle area of ​​this underground museum is very empty.

After Shen Qinglong came here, he has been looking at the things on the antique shelves around him, and a little greed flashed in his eyes.

However, just when Shen Qinglong was about to say something...

Shen Zhengjiang, who was walking in front of him, suddenly turned around with a scepter and hit Shen Qinglong on both sides with both scepters!

But before Shen Qinglong could come to his senses, Shen Zhengjiang suddenly changed his position and used a pair of dragon-beating scepters as a pair of swords, and suddenly stabbed them into both sides of Shen Qinglong's heart!

Shen Qinglong's eyes widened.

"You..."

Shen Zhengjiang's face was dark and full of murderous intent. After releasing his pair of dragon-beating hammers, he raised his hands and pressed them on Shen Qinglong's head.

In an instant...

Shen Qinglong's surging true energy was continuously absorbed into his body by Shen Zhengjiang!

In just a moment, Shen Qinglong became like a dried human!

At the same time.

Shen Zhengjiang stared at Shen Qinglong's eyes without blinking, and said with gritted teeth.

"My son Shen Shuling is dead!"

On the other side.

In the yard of the Shen family villa.

The gray-haired old slave had already buried some corpses in the virtual yard.

And these corpses...

without exception, they were all Shen Qinglong's followers!

But at this moment, the gray-haired old slave suddenly heard the voice of Shen Zhengjiang.

"Search! Dig three feet deep to find Ye Wutan and Shen Ruoqing for me!"

As he finished speaking...

Shen Qinglong in the underground museum finally dispersed the last bit of his energy.

It was not until this moment that he understood.

Shen Zhengjiang...

is a wise old man!

In fact, from the moment he learned that Meng Chonglei and Hu Qian died, he knew that his son, Shen Shuling...

was also dead!

But.

He still followed his gray-haired old slave without saying a word, acted a play, and easily led himself to the Shen family treasure house, and beat himself to death with the dragon-beating hammer!

At the same time.

Ye Wutan was still in the Chinese restaurant, dining with Shen Ruoqing.

Seeing that Shen Ruoqing was only concerned with eating and didn't even bother to say a word, Ye Wutan suddenly said.

"Not only is your mom awesome, your grandpa is awesome too!"