Sun Qinghong knew very well that the Great Spirit punished criminals who colluded with the esoteric religion very severely.

And it will involve generations of descendants.

My daughter, Sun Chaoyue, is still young and doesn't understand how serious a punishment it is to implicate several generations of children.

That means that not only you yourself will be punished, but the children you give birth to will be reduced to exorcists as soon as they are born.

The men became slaves and the women became prostitutes.

This is the key to his desperate escape.

Once caught, you will never be able to get over!

Therefore, although he suspected that the Tong family was planning to embezzle his property, on the surface he did not dare to turn against him at all.

After all, Tong Haocun himself is a ninth-grade master, and the Tong family also has several eighth-grade masters.

With his current sick body, his fourth-grade daughter, and his fifth-grade old servant.

In this Citong Port, if you can't escape for a few miles, you will die a violent death.

Therefore, he has been patiently waiting for the opportunity...

"Dad...you should go to bed early. I'm going back to my room." Sun Chaoyue's voice came from outside the door to say hello.

Even though she was in such a state of despair, she still maintained the same habits as when she was Tan Yang.

She always thought so.

These habits and etiquette are the biggest difference between their Sun family and other Mudleg families.

She always believed that one day they would go back.

And all this is just a dream, an unimaginable nightmare.

"Well, go ahead. Don't worry, Chaoyue, I believe dad, it will be fine, everything will be fine." Sun Qinghong said solemnly.

"Yes...I'm not worried, daddy." Sun Chaoyue replied softly, and then the footsteps gradually faded away.

squeak.

The door closed and there was no sound after that.

"Master, is this arrangement really good?" A voice suddenly sounded from the corner of the room.

There is actually a person standing here.

He was a thin old man with gray hair and wearing a long navy blue coat.

This person is also Sun Yunyao, the old housekeeper who has served Sun Qinghong for decades.

"There's nothing wrong with it." Sun Qinghong replied calmly. "This is the only chance for my Sun family to make a comeback. Life has forced us to a dead end."

"But..." The old housekeeper hesitated to speak.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. What happened to the matter I want you to investigate?" Sun Qinghong said in a deep voice.

"Well, we have already found out something. The pursuers of Xuehong Pavilion did come here after receiving reports from outsiders... At first they didn't even know we were here..." Old Butler

sighed.

"...Really?" Sun Qinghong sighed softly, recalling Tong Haocun's actions when he came twice in a row to persuade him.

He finally decided...

"It seems that they are finally impatient... They want to squeeze out the last bit of use value from my Sun family..."

"Master..." The old housekeeper wanted to say something, but Sun Qinghong raised her hand and stopped her words.

"If there is still value in us, then the pursuers of Xuehong Pavilion are approaching, and we must do our best to squeeze it out.

If we are worthless, then the pursuers will come and take away this burden from us, so as not to be implicated...No..."

Sun Qinghong suddenly paused.

"If they are the ones who take the initiative to report, then they are guilty of meritorious deeds...tsk tsk...seriously..."

ruthless.

Cruel enough!

At this time, Sun Qinghong combined with the information from the pursuer to clearly see through Tong Haocun's plan.

It's not enough to eat his family property, but he also needs to drain his people dry.

But so what if you know?

With all kinds of thoughts swirling in his mind, Sun Qinghong thought about ways to break the situation.

"What is the relationship between Chaoyue and that sect leader? Have you found out?" He suddenly asked.

"After asking around, there shouldn't be much connection, just acquaintance," the old housekeeper replied.

"Back in Tan Yang, when the sect leader was hiding in hiding, Miss Chaoyue only talked to him. The rest is unknown."

Sun Qinghong nodded.

He also knew that his daughter at that time was tall and graceful, and she was the object of admiration and fantasy for countless young people in Tan Yang.

This is just right.

"Okay, let's proceed as planned." He said in a deep voice.

"yes."

"Tomorrow, I will go with Chao Yue to ask for an audience with Master Shoujiao. Success or failure depends on this!" Sun Qinghong said fiercely.

"But...according to this old slave, Miss Chaoyue doesn't seem to know that Master Shoujiao is the Zhang Ying he knows..." the old housekeeper said with a bitter smile.

"There's no need to tell her. We'll talk about it later." Sun Qinghong said lightly, "I believe she can understand. After all, my Sun family has no choice but to go..."

The winner is the king and the loser is the enemy. As long as the victory is over, everything else can be made up for after the victory.

He is a man, so he knows very well that if he wants to turn around, he may have to focus on his daughter and Shoujiao.

But this line itself is weak. How to make Shoujiao willing to do something for his Sun family...

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A few days later.

Agarwood View.

Zhang Rongfang held the knife with one hand, pointed it at the arm of his other hand, and slashed it down hard.

The sharp blade fell on the skin, making a dull sound.

Only a white mark is left.

In the past two days, Zhang Rongfang accumulated two more attributes. At this time, he closed his eyes and opened the attribute bar.

He decisively lit it on the iron cloth shirt.

Ironcloth Shirt also jumped from the third level of perfection to breaking the limit.

In an instant, waves of tightening sensations spread throughout Zhang Rongfang's body.

He could clearly feel that his skin seemed to have an extra layer of cowhide, thick and tough.

"good."

He opened his eyes with satisfaction.

He carefully felt the state of his internal organs.

"As your martial arts improves by one level, your life must also increase, otherwise your internal organs will not be able to support it.

Next, we have to carefully calculate how much life can support a first-level martial arts."

He plans to hibernate in Erythrina for a long time.

For him, this is simply the most suitable natural place for seclusion.

There are more types of medicinal materials than most, the friends at the induction door are also very good, and there is no master pressing down on me.

There are not many experts here, and there is no need to worry about threats and dangers at any time.

He plans to hibernate for a year and then be able to use attribute points to train every part of his body to the limit that humans can achieve through hard skills.

Just imagining a better tomorrow.

Suddenly, a Taoist came in from outside and bowed to salute.

"Sir, there is someone outside who claims to be Sun Chaoyue's father and is here to visit."

"Sun Chaoyue's father?" Zhang Rongfang closed the attribute bar, slightly surprised.

He remembered that he came to visit him last time.

Thinking of Sun Chaoyue's embarrassment last time, he nodded.
To be continued...