Zhang Xu hesitated and said: "The ancestors kept secrets. It would be very risky for my father to do this. Since my brother has already made the decision, I think it is better..."
"Second Young Master!" Zhang Fu interrupted Zhang Xu with hatred, "Do you know what you are talking about! If that man really succeeds, you don't know what Qiyue will face! Don't say goodbye.
Yes, after you returned home that day, you spent the whole day talking about how powerful the surrounding countries were. Think about it, if our ancestors left and Qi Yue lost his asylum, would those countries sit back and watch us enjoy peace?"
"Can……"
"Second Young Master!" Zhang Fu was so anxious that he coughed several times before regaining his composure, "Furthermore, even if the countries wait and see for the time being, and say something disrespectful, do you think that once this matter comes out, the man in the Golden Palace will
What will happen! Although this old servant doesn’t understand government affairs, he also knows the principle of one emperor and one minister. Second Young Master, the great fortune of the Prime Minister’s Mansion was built by my fists and kicks. How can you bear to see the eldest young master ruined like this?
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"If you hesitate at this moment, do you want me and my wife to live on the streets and be bullied by others?"
Zhang Xu was shocked by what Zhang Fu said.
How could he not know that if something really changes in the palace, the next person in power will definitely attack the Zhang family, but the person from the prayer tower is really difficult to deal with!
"Second Young Master! There is no time!"
Zhang Xu's heart trembled, he gritted his teeth, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go find my elder brother right away. You can take good care of my father."
As soon as Zhang Bang entered his small courtyard, he saw his younger brother standing in the courtyard waiting for him.
"Xiao Xu, why are you here at this time?"
Zhang Xu turned around and looked at the dusty Zhang Bang, a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Brother, I haven't seen you for many days, I came to have dinner with you."
Zhang Bang was very pleased. He followed Zhang Xu's gaze and looked at the stone table under the old osmanthus tree. It was full of his favorite dishes.
"Okay, it's true that we haven't had a meal together for a long time. We'll go visit mother together later."
"Okay." Zhang Xu nodded with a smile.
A quarter of an hour later, Zhang Xu took out the seal from Zhang Bang's arms, clapped his hands, and immediately two guards walked in.
Zhang Xu ordered the two of them: "Take my brother to the bed, light a stick of tranquilizing incense, and then wake him up when the matter is settled."
In the palace, after a strong earthquake occurred around the prayer tower, a man wearing black armor and black robes flew out of the ground. This man was tall, but his body was as thin as a bamboo pole. His waist seemed to twist.
Breakable, yet extremely flexible.
Rong Miao and Qi Xiuhan attacked the man from both sides the moment he rushed out. The Yuhua Spirit Sword slashed hard on the man, cutting off several armor patches on the black armor.
The piece of armor flew in front of Rong Miao and shone with a dazzling light.
Rong Miao's eyes narrowed, he raised the Yuhua Spirit Sword and jumped over the man's head. He raised the sword and stabbed downward hard.
The man immediately dodged, but Qi Xiuhan flew a red fan and hit him hard on his lower body. The man wanted to dodge, but found that Qi Xiuhan's real target was not his legs, but the soles of his feet.
The man in black armor shrank his eyes and hurriedly retreated, but was blocked for a moment by another blue flash.
In just a split second, the Red Fan and the Rain Flower Sword attacked at the same time, one on the left and the other on the right, slicing towards the center of his feet.
The Hei family members screamed, and their bodies suddenly turned into a long black shadow, but this black shadow was much more solid than the previous one.
The shadow fled toward the west.
Rong Miao snorted coldly: "The Jiaolong clan has really been defeated, and they actually came to fight against mortals!"
Qi Xiuhan chuckled and said loudly: "Jiaolong is not tolerated by heaven and life is not easy. Senior sister should also be considerate of them."
The prayer tower was hit several times by the strong winds generated by the fighting, and the bricks and tiles fell. The quaint and solemn prayer tower soon became incomplete. At this time, it was attacked by the vicious aura generated by the dragon after it transformed, and it was unexpectedly again.
It couldn't hold up and collapsed suddenly.
Rong Miao paused in pursuit, and Qi Xiuhan's voice came to his ears: "Senior sister, deal with this place first, and leave the dragon to me."
"Thank you!" Rong Miao turned around and landed on the ruins of the prayer tower with a few taps of his feet.
Not caring about anything else, Rong Miao immediately dispersed her consciousness and searched for the location of the attic. In this prayer tower, the only thing worth worrying about was the collection of books and notes in the attic.
On the other side, Jiuze's Qian Yun's uninterrupted attacks finally broke through the aura surrounding Rong Mingxuan.
In an instant, Jiu Ze and Tian Yun retreated in tacit understanding. Feng Qing flew forward at the same time, his wrists flying, and several flying needles quickly sank into Rong Mingxuan's body. The flying needles were extremely fast, even with Jiu Ze.
With my eyesight at that time, I could only see the light spots at the tail of the needle.
The flying needle accurately locked several meridians of Rong Mingxuan, and Rong Mingxuan had to slow down his movements.
Feng Qing saw the right moment and took a few steps closer. When Rong Mingxuan was accumulating strength to force out the flying needle, he once again put his spiritual power on his fingertips. He stared at Rong Mingxuan's neck and moved a
He slapped his palm and flicked his fingertips at the same time.
With a "pop" sound, Rong Mingxuan staggered two steps. Jiuze and Tianyun also flew forward at the same time, intercepted Rong Mingxuan's attack and took Feng Qing away.
At this time, Rong Mingxuan's eyes were scarlet, his face was purple, and his hands and feet were shaking violently.
Feng Qing breathed a sigh of relief. The divine pool chosen by Rong Ming was sealed by him.
"Are we just going to wait?" Kan Yun couldn't help but ask, seeing Rong Mingxuan's painful expression.
"Set up a formation," Feng Qing said, "trap him inside."
Jiuze nodded in agreement, but after a few breaths, he set up a trap, trapping Rong Mingxuan in it.
Shen Yi, who had been watching, knocked the bell covering himself, and the bell made a crisp sound.
Feng Qing turned around, waved his hand to the bell, and the wall facing them became transparent. "What's the matter?" Feng Qing asked.
Shen Yi pointed to the bell and said: "You all come in, otherwise I'm afraid it will be affected soon."
After hearing this, Jiuze suddenly remembered that if Rong Mingxuan's soul could not bear it, the explosive force after self-destruction would probably make her trapped.
However, in order to ensure the effectiveness of the Yun Shen Formation, an isolation formation could not be added at this time, so he looked at Qian Yun and Feng Qing, who had also thought of this level, and hid in the iron bell together.
The moment the three of them entered the bell, Rong Mingxuan's shrill roar came from behind, followed by a loud bang.
Through the bell, everyone saw a thick purple mist explode from Rong Mingxuan's body, and then began to dissipate.
When the purple mist dissipated, all that was left was a bloody mess. Occasionally, a few broken pieces of cloth flew farther away, and the bright yellow color on them could still be seen.
Rong Miao, who had just found the attic, felt the soul bond in his soul tremble slightly, and then quickly settled down, knowing that Rong Mingxuan was dead and the soul bond in his soul had been transferred to his son.
At this time, the heir's soul contract is not stable and the traction is at its lowest, which is the best time to cancel the soul contract. But even so, if the soul contract is canceled, there will be inevitable injuries, and it is even more likely that he will die.
However, Rong Miao looked at Qi Xiuhan who was fighting with the black dragon not far away, then looked at the direction of the attic, tightened his hand on the Rain Flower Sword, suppressed his thoughts, and headed towards the attic.