Chapter 1131: Four hundred thirty five

Chapter 1131 435: Assassination
Why does everyone think that the devil Gou Chen has already been manipulated.
Yunxiu pursed her dry lips, helpless but at the same time unable to explain, because they seemed to have recognized this truth.
Seeing his sister's struggle, Yun Ji softly comforted: "This matter is particularly important to the clan, and I have to ask you for it now. If you have any difficulties, please talk to Wei brother."
Listening to her brother thinking about herself in this way, sister Xiu'er, who was not good at rejecting her, felt even more guilty, and she had to press her heart awkwardly and nod her head.
When Yun Ji saw Xiu'er agree, he immediately promised: "It's only an expedient to lure the demon lord. When he regains control of Chaochang, he won't have to feed the demon with his body, so don't worry!"
Xiu'er smiled reluctantly, and bowed to Yunji: "Luo Gouchen was in the house at this time. Xiu'er left under the name of buying vegetables and cooking, but now it is time to go back."
After Yun Xiu left, Yun Ji stayed in the quiet room for a long time, looking at the traces of Lingbi that had been eroded by the years, his face didn't feel ugly.
Sometimes he would envy Yunxiu, because when the Yun family was in trouble, his sister was too young to remember anything at all, and he was seven or eight years old, so the situation at that time would never be forgotten. For many years to come, As long as he closes his eyes, the tragedy will repeat itself in his mind.
"Chaochang, I'm Yunji, I'm back!"
With fingers embedded in Lingbi, Yun Ji squeezed these words out between his teeth.
The light and heavy footsteps remembered that it was the corpse monk and the bone daoist who showed their figures from the gloom and were walking towards the quiet room.
The two had long since recovered from the injuries they suffered in Beimang, and they borrowed two artifacts from Yunji, which gave them a kind of domineering contempt for the heroes of the world.
After all, the artifacts also need to talk about physiognomy. In Xiang Yan's hands, the eight-treasure robes are just eight-treasure robes, but in Guhan's hands, this is the top artifact.
The same is true of the Guiyu Liuyun Lock. In Xiang Qian's hands, this is a thing that locks people, but in Feng You's hands, it is a fascinating magic weapon.
"Yunzu is worthy of being a master of array art. Chaochang's spiritual channel is really a magical artifact. It's no wonder that Yun was able to keep the fire under such assaults."
Everyone who first saw the passage of the spirit world would be full of praise as Fengyou, Yun Ji has long been used to it.
Putting away the hideous face on his face, Yun Ji turned to smile and nodded at the two of them: "Daoist Fengyou, Master Guhan, you are finally here!"
"Master Ji would like to ask, how can Lao Na refuse." Gu Han cracked his mouth open, revealing two rows of neat white teeth and smiled: "It's just killing a family leader, but Master Ji wants to ask the left and right guards to act together, will it? Make a fuss?"
"The old way is the same." Feng You echoed: "Xiang Ange didn't enter the fierce state for the first time, and was busy with family affairs and neglected the martial arts. The empty realm did not have the combat power to match it, so I could only sneak into Xiangfu to meet. People are not fortunate enough. But Master Ji not only invited the old Taoist and the monk at the same time, but also borrowed two artifacts at the same time. Could it be that there is something extraordinary in this mansion, or why is it so?"
Seeing the disapproving expressions of the dead monk and the bone daoist, Yun Ji knew that if he did not explain clearly, the two would never go all out, so he had to persuade them: "The two guardians do not know something, and the others in this clan, including The master of Yanyun Xiang Yan and the ancestor Xiang Gan are actually not in the eyes of this young man, but this Xiang'an song is unique."
"If it weren't for this person back then, how could Yun suffer such a disaster? And in that disaster, who was the real winner? An's with an extra dog? A provoked Dutian Wang inspector? Or was the innocent astray? Holy land?"
"Not at all, but at that time the Chaochang Xiang family, who was considered insignificant by no one, this Yun family's relative!"
"And after that incident, Xiang Ange became the head of the Xiang family. The two guardians would not think that it was just as simple as he sent his twin daughters to the bed of An Jia Shengzi!"
There is no coincidence in the world, even the blind family will not hand over the position of Patriarch to an incompetent generation, let alone a big family like the Xiang clan.
Even before getting the Yun family background, the Xiang family was a strong clan in Longzhou, dominating a county. If it weren't for this, the Yun family would not rely on it like this, and even become a relative.
And in such a family, if you want to be in position, you have to show merits that can serve the public, even the head of the family.
Looking at Xiang'ange’s resume, he was blank before ascending the position of Patriarch. He had nothing to do except for somehow to catch up with the An’s divine relationship and send his twin daughters to Zhongzhou.
But only with this achievement, he wanted to sit on the position of Patriarch. It was a foolish dream, but in his achievements, there are too many parts that cannot be said or mentioned, and Xiang will hide it.
Then, by connecting these lines together, we can draw the conclusion that if it weren't for Xiang Ange's dominance in the Chaochang incident, how could the ancestor Xiang Qian abdicate.
How can the Xiang clan respect a guy who sells his daughter willingly! ?
Feng You and Gu Han glanced at each other, and they understood Yun Ji's desperate desire to kill. The two nodded and said, "If this is the case, please arrange for Master Ji over there."
"With the help of two guardians, Xiang Ange will definitely die!"
...
Sister Xiu'er, who was out of the spiritual passage, went straight to the vegetable market, bought some fresh vegetables and fish, and rushed back to her footing non-stop.
But as soon as he entered the door, he found that the door of Tang Luo's house was open and the bed was empty.
"Fuck"
The vegetable basket in her hand fell to the ground. Sister Xiu'er stepped a few feet away and came to the room to observe carefully.
There are no signs of fighting in the room, and the door of the cabinet has been opened, and he peeped his hand into the cup, it is already cold.
After calculating the time to leave, Sister Xiu'er sat on the bed with a complicated expression, unable to tell whether she was happy or sad.
...
Longzhou calendar year 1786
New Year's Eve
Light rain at night
Since the Wasteland War, the credibility of the Xiang clan has fallen to a freezing point, and the most strange thing is that Xiang Ange, the head of the Xiang clan, has not moved.
This extremely diligent Patriarch neither reversed public opinion nor remedied credibility, and left to the demise of the Xiang family.
This is a far cry from the habit of the Xiang family in everyone's memory.
What's more, there is news from people in the Xiang government that since the First Battle of the Wasteland, the owner of the family has begun to abandon himself and let himself go.
I was drunk every day. I thought it was just a vent, but it has been a month.
Chaochang tycoons and businessmen are all right, and Xiang Ange may have been beaten by Chen Menglu.
It is the same today. Patriarch Xiang was drunk again in the study and stepped on the seal of Chaochang's supreme power.
Until the wind blew the window lattice, two figures rose in the ground, standing in front of the drunk-eyed Xiang Ange.
(End of this chapter)