readx;? Walking on the noisy street, the He and Yang people were panicked, they wanted to escape, but there were too many spiritual cultivators around, and there was no chance at all. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, Lu Huan was standing at the gate of Hefu, looking at the crowd that was gradually moving away, and his heart was extremely disturbed.

It didn't take long for Mo Ran to walk behind him and asked in a low voice, "What should I do, if he knew that these two clans were taken away, he would definitely not spare us!"

Lu Huan's face was gloomy, although he was a descendant of the clan and was in a high position, but the Lu clan was too large, there were many internal factions, and the relationship was complicated, and there were always some people who were stronger than him.

"This Lu Rui is really getting older and more arrogant, do you really forget that you are just a sideline?" he hated in his heart.

Because it was Lu Rui's son who snatched the He and Yang people from him just now.

"Yang Ling may have died and will never come back!" Mo Ran seemed to be muttering to himself, but Lu Huan still heard these words clearly.

"Silence! He is not dead, because the prohibition in my mind has not disappeared, and it is still impregnable and cannot be broken!" Lu Rui knew that Yang Ling had great powers, and he seemed to have clairvoyance, so he was very cautious in every word.

After saying this, Mo Ran's body trembled involuntarily, his expression was extremely nervous, and he looked around cautiously.

Then, he silently exercised, and also found that the prohibition in his mind was still very strong, and his mood sank to the bottom in an instant.

"That guy is so weird, he lives everywhere, and even if he is cornered, he can escape safely, it's incredible!"

Lu Huan nodded and sighed: "That's true, he may be a person with great luck, and it will be difficult to be defeated! So we have to make a good plan for the future, choose to be loyal to the family, or live for ourselves?"

Both of them are strong people cultivated by their respective families consuming a lot of treasures, and every time they do something to betray their families, they will regret it, but they have to steal their lives for the sake of their own lives, and in the end, they fall deeper and deeper, unable to extricate themselves.

"Perhaps, we can find some way to get the best of both worlds?" Mo Ran seemed unwilling to choose, unwilling to choose.

Lu Huan glanced at him and sneered: "Do you really serve him?" I hope that guy can be kind and not harm my Lu people?"

Mo Ran was very helpless, but he still nodded and said, "That's the only way to do it, I hope he is a man who keeps his promises!"

After saying these words, both of them were speechless and fell into a brief silence.

After a while, they looked at each other and smiled bitterly, with indescribable grievances and depression in their hearts.

After decades of cultivation, he climbed step by step from the weakest to this realm that countless people envied, but in the end he was reduced to a war servant, and anyone would be unwilling.

"Let's go, follow them to the mansion next to the Lu clan, and see what tricks Lu Rui is going to play!" Lu Huan sneered.

As a powerhouse in the lineage, although he is not Lu Rui's opponent, deep down he is still full of disdain for the side of the family.

Even though the other party is the lord of a mansion, he still doesn't take it seriously.

"I heard that he was defeated and returned in embarrassment, and he must take the He people and the Yang people to sacrifice the sword. Mo Ran said.

Then, they walked towards the side mansion where Lu Rui's vein was.

Unbeknownst to the two of them, Lu Rui, who had a high prestige in Babel City, had also become a war servant like them.

They didn't even know that when they were in the primeval forest, Yang Ling told Lu Rui that he and the Yang people must be brought to the Lu Mansion to protect the safety of those people in the name of punishment.

At this time, Yang Ling had already used the Three Illusions to change his appearance, mixed with the many guards of the Lu Clan, and entered the Lu Clan's side mansion from the side gate with the flow of people.

I have to say that the royal family is really extraordinary, the buildings in the mansion alone are extremely atmospheric, and there is an endless stream of pedestrians inside, including Lu people, but most of them are still some spiritual cultivators from vassal forces.

"Put these people in a prison and wait for the lord of the mansion to condemn you!" said a man with narrow eyes and thin lips.

Hearing this, those people of the He tribe who were already nervous and desperate had already wept bitterly, and some even fell to their knees, grabbed the ground with their heads, and shouted like a mourner, which made people tired of hearing it.

Most of the Yang people are very plain, they are used to living a life of exile, and they are facing death at any time, so they do not show great compassion at this moment.

"He Lie, the young master of the He family, is the son-in-law of the Lu clan, you can't treat us like this!" some of the He people yelled hysterically.

However, as a collateral of the Lu people, many people do not know He Lie.

The man with narrow eyes sneered: "What He Lie, Lao Tzu doesn't know at all, you dare to threaten me when you are dying, you really deserve to be killed!"

Some of the He people trembled and dared not speak out.

However, there are still people who risk death and say: "He Lie and Lu Ying got married, many people know about it, and this adult must have heard of it, right?"

"Lu Ying, hey~ I heard that she is dead! Go in honestly, there will be someone in the prison to serve you well!"

Hearing the news of Lu Ying's death, many people of the He tribe who had some luck in their hearts fell into a complete loss, and they seemed to have lost their souls, dejected and depressed.

It didn't take long for Yang Ling to appear in Lu Rui's room.

He sat on the top seat, and on the table beside him was the finest fog spirit tea, and the faint aroma wafted around, leading to a hundred flowers blooming, and the sound of warblers and swallows.

"I've had them put in prison, what's next?" Lury kept his head down, seemingly unwilling to confront the young man who was in control of his own destiny.

Yang Ling nodded and said, "Very good, I'll tell you a few people, you can arrange them properly, and the others are still placed in the prison, just don't let them suffer any grievances!"

Lu Rui was silent, did not speak, and listened carefully.

Yang Ling said again: "I won't tell you, there are also my war servants among the descendants of the Lu clan!"

Surprised, Lu Rui finally raised his head, his eyes flashing with a strange light.

He frowned, paused for a long time, and finally asked, "Do you want to control the entire Lu clan?"

Yang Ling smiled, he knew that this plan was crazy and almost impossible to succeed, but he was still full of yearning for this matter.

"I admit that you are very strong, and you have the hope of surpassing most of the people in this Heavenly City, but some things are not as simple as imagined! The Lu clan can stand for tens of thousands of years without falling, because it has a rich heritage, and you can't compete with it at all!"

Yang Ling snorted coldly, and said in a deep voice: "Isn't it just those old guys who can't be in retreat all the year round? They are old and frail, their blood and qi are dry, they don't belong to this era at all, they should have turned into dust a long time ago, and one day I will suppress them all!"

However, Lu Rui shook his head and said, "Maybe there is this possibility, but you still underestimate our Lu clan too much, those ancestors are not the real heritage!"