......

Don't look at Wu Hui's relaxed and firm words in front of his subordinates, as if he had already made a decision, in fact, he had no bottom in his heart.

He had seen the methods of Invite Yue with his own eyes, and it was not easy to snatch the Spirit Washing Pagoda from her without alarming the Immortal Lord. You have to plan carefully.

It seems that he can only try to see if he can steal the Spirit Washing Pagoda first.

He really couldn't steal it, so he thought of another way. It's really going to be a critical juncture, and I can't say that I have to use some extraordinary means~

After thinking about it in his heart for a long time, he probably had an idea in his head, and then Wu Hui returned to the temple and re-projected his consciousness into the body of the Immortal Palace.

......

The galaxy is vast.

At this moment, in a small and small immortal cultivation family with the surname "Ran" on the edge of Zixiao Star Lake, a civil strife is quickly subsiding with lightning speed, and the new winner has successfully cleared the obstacles, ascended to the position of the head of the family, and became the ruler of this star field.

Because the civil strife calmed down quickly, and it did not spread to the outside world and cause major turmoil, the news did not attract the attention of any of the elders after it was presented to the Immortal Miao Palace.

The large and small immortal cultivation families in the territory of the Immortal Miao Palace are as vast as the stars, I don't know how many, there are not ten times a year but eight times of family internal strife like this, they have long been surprised, and naturally they don't particularly care about the rise and fall of a certain family, and the change of power.

Keep the news in the books, record them, and the rest is none of their business.

Ran's family.

More than a week has passed since the family internal strife, but the people in the family are still panicking, from the family descendants who have the power in their hands, to the servants who are responsible for planting spiritual vegetables in the plantation, they are all very low-key, and their expressions are faintly worried and uneasy.

"Hey, did you hear that?"

Under the wall, several families gathered together and whispered.

"I heard. Hey, it's so miserable~" A round-faced fat man sighed, his expression revealing a little unbearable.

"So the rumors are true?" said the other with a look of surprise, "Young family master...... I mean the former young head of the family. Is he really in a water prison?"

"How can this be fake?" the fat man sighed, "My uncle is in charge of the water prison." When he came to my house to discuss with my father the day before yesterday, he inadvertently mentioned this incident, tsk ~ that's a miserable ~"

He didn't go into too much detail, but the others seemed to have seen the scene, and they couldn't help but shudder in unison.

The former young head of the family treated them kindly and was very polite to them, but now seeing him end so miserably, they couldn't help but feel a little sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox.

"It seems that you are very sympathetic to Ran Yun~"

Suddenly, an eerie male voice came from behind several people.

Several people were shocked, and quickly turned their heads, and saw a young man wearing a gold-patterned robe on a white background and holding a folding fan standing behind them, looking at them with gloomy eyes.

This young man is none other than the newly appointed head of the Ran family, Ran Fei.

He was followed by several guards, all with cold faces and frost, all of which were terrifying.

Several people's scalps were numb, and their knees were so frightened that they fell to their knees.

"No, no, the head of the family spares his life~!"

"Do you think I've handled it ruthlessly? Do you think I don't care about family affection at all, and I'm not worthy of virtue?" Ran Fei tugged at the corners of his mouth, and a not-so-obvious scar on the side of his face trembled slightly with his movements, making his temperament more and more grim.

"No, no, no, my subordinates don't dare!! My subordinates never have such thoughts!"

Several people were so frightened that they broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly denied it.

Ran Fei didn't have the patience to listen to their arguments.

"Since they are so interested in the water prison, why don't they go to the water prison and calm down. He waved his hand and said to the guard behind him, "Drag it down." ”

"Yes, Master. ”

The guards answered the order, and immediately divided two or three people to drag a few people down.

However, in just a few breaths, the few people disappeared into the rugged path of the garden, and only the mournful cry was still faintly heard through the dense trees.

Ran Fei snorted: "Pass the order, if there is anyone like them who can't keep their mouth shut in the future, they will all be sent to the water prison to calm down." ”

"Yes, Master. ”

Several of the guards bowed down to take orders.

The grim smile on Ran Fei's face disappeared at this time, and turned into a smug smile. He seemed to enjoy the power of the moment, and opened the folding fan and continued to wander around the garden.

In fact, the immortal cultivators in the territory of the Immortal Miao Palace did not have the habit of using folding fans, and they rarely wore pure white robes, after all, the immortal cultivators did not invade the cold and heat, and the white color had the meaning of vegetarian, which was not very auspicious. But since the last Xianyuan Conference, this style of dress has gradually become popular, it is said that there is a personal disciple named "Wang Dong" at the Xianyuan Conference, which is how he wears it, and it is very popular at the Xianyuan Conference, which makes everyone scramble to follow suit.

Ran Fei tried it and found that he was really in the limelight, so he became more and more fond of dressing up like this. It's just that he thinks that pure white is too plain, so he made people embroider gold patterns on the white robe, which looks more noble and more in line with his identity.

After patrolling around the garden, and seeing that he no longer caught gossiping behind his back, he went back to the front yard and prepared to go to the study to deal with the family affairs accumulated in the past two days.

However, as soon as he pushed open the study, his face changed instantly.

I saw that in the study, there was a little girl sitting on the chair that originally belonged to the Taishi.

The little girl was dressed in a long emerald green dress, with only a simple bun on her head, and this time she was holding her chin in contemplation, looking like an ordinary little sister next door. She didn't exude any majesty, but just because she could quietly appear in the study of the head of the Ran family, it was enough to prove that she was not simple.

Seeing Ran Fei push the door in, she didn't have any special reaction, just raised her eyes and glanced at him casually.

Ran Fei was so frightened that he almost knelt down for her: "Honor, Lord, you, why are you here?"

"If you don't come again, you're afraid you've forgotten who you are, right?" the little girl in green clothes nodded her chin unconsciously with her onion-like fingertips, and her tone was lazy.

"The subordinates don't dare. ”

Ran Fei was so frightened that he knelt down for her: "My subordinates have just taken over as the head of the family, and there are many affairs in the clan, and I haven't sorted it out for a while, so it's ......."

"Okay~ The deity doesn't want to listen to your nonsense. The little girl in green clothes interrupted him impatiently, "How are you doing?"

"The subordinates have contacted more than a dozen small and medium-sized family heads who are dissatisfied with the Immortal Miao Palace, and secretly formed an alliance. As long as I am given another two or three years, I will definitely be able to grow this alliance. Ran Fei said with a bit of self-smugness, "At that time, as long as the lord gives an order, I can help you muddy the water of the Immortal Palace, and I don't know who is messing with the ghost when the Immortal Palace is in a hurry." ”

However, hearing this, the little girl in Cui Yi did not show the slightest satisfaction on her face, but frowned slightly: "It's too slow." ”

Ran Fei's expression froze, and he cautiously defended: "Lord, two or three years will be closed at will." This is already the fastest speed that subordinates can do, and if you want to be fast......"

"That's useless to you. ”

The little girl in Cui Yi glanced at him, and Ran Fei was immediately silent.

The atmosphere in the study suddenly became depressing.

Ran Fei's face gradually turned white, and the cold sweat on his forehead began to bubble out one by one.

After a long while, the voice of the little girl in Cui Yi sounded again: "The immortal cultivation family has a long heritage, and few of them are clean. Whether you are grasping the handle or coercing or seducing, I need you to secretly control these families. ”

As she flicked her sleeves, a star map appeared on the table, and several of the families were specially marked, which looked clear at a glance.

Ran Fei suddenly understood something as soon as he saw the names of those families, and his voice suddenly trembled a little: "Lord, you, do you want to ......?"

"Don't ask what you shouldn't. The little girl in Cui Yi glanced at him coldly, "Ran Fei, don't forget how you became the head of the Ran family." Without the deity, you are nothing now!"

She said this very seriously, Ran Fei was suddenly frightened, and hurriedly kowtowed to make amends: "The Venerable Lord brings the grace of knowledge, Ran Fei is naturally unforgettable." However, with Ran Fei's ability alone, even if he controls these families, it is difficult to make great achievements. I, I'm afraid that if things don't work out, instead, it's ......"

"Innocent!"

The little girl in Cui Yi sneered: "The grievances and entanglements between the Immortal Miao Palace and us have been going on for a long time, do you think that you are the only one who has planted the fine works in the Immortal Miao Palace?"

"This ......"

Ran Fei had never thought about this problem, and was stunned when she said this.

Seeing him like this, the sarcasm on the face of the little girl in Cui Yi was even worse, and there was a deep coldness in the eyes that looked at him: "Do a good job, don't live up to the expectations of the deity." ”

That look was not so much an expectation as a warning.

Recalling the methods of dealing with this betrayer and unfavorable person, Ran Fei's heart was cold, and he couldn't help but tremble.

"Belong, subordinates obey orders! Even if the subordinates are smeared with their livers and brains and their bones are broken, they will never live up to the expectations of the lord. ”

His forehead was so stubbornly pressed to the ground that he was so frightened that he didn't even dare to lift his head.

"Then the deity is waiting for your good news. ”

Overhead, the voice of the little girl in green clothes came overhead, and then everything fell silent.

Ran Fei didn't dare to raise his head, his forehead was still firmly on the ground.

After a full quarter of an hour, he boldly raised his head, but saw that the Taishi chair where the little girl in green clothes was originally sitting was empty, and it was obvious that the person had already left.

His heart was relieved, and he suddenly sat down on the ground.

......

Lanyue Palace.

Before you know it, another few months have passed since the arrival of the private fairy boat. In the past few months, Wu Hui has been trying to find an opportunity to steal the Spirit Washing Pagoda. It's a pity that Invite Yue is almost inseparable from the Spirit Washing Tower, and he has never found the right time for anything.

On this day, he was enjoying the scenery in the garden as usual, while enjoying the service of the two daughters of Hongluan and Luthos.

Suddenly, his expression moved, and he sat up from the chaise longue.

"Great, the opportunity has finally arrived!"

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