The western suburbs of Jinghai are located in a remote area, and because the terrain is too high, the mountains and forests are dense, so there are few people living there.

Deep in the western suburbs, there is a high mountain, the name is Qianmo, the altitude is thousands of meters, the big trees in the mountain are towering, the waterfall flows down from the halfway up the mountain, the pool water splashes, it is quite spectacular!

The top of the mountain is hidden in the fog all the year round, and the fairy aura is curling and magnificent!

Occasionally, explorers climb to the top, just to see the appearance of the mountains, but for many years, no one knows that in this mountain, there is actually a quaint hall hidden!

There are not many furnishings in the hall, but the area is huge, so it looks a little empty.

The whole hall is made of dark red strange ore, and the walls are faintly red flashing, giving people a metallic texture.

The floor of the temple was as black as ink, but it was very clean, without a trace of dust.

Four incomparably huge carved stone pillars stand at the four corners of the main hall, each stone pillar is as high as dozens of zhang, the diameter is ten meters, the stone pillar is engraved with many demon beasts, it seems, it seems that they are all ancient fierce beasts recorded in the Book of Mountains and Seas.

They were lifelike carved into stone pillars, intertwined with each other, and they roared and roared like living creatures.

And at the very front of the main hall is a throne that is extremely cold.

The throne is pitch black, and the stone screen behind it is also carved with a snow-white war knife with a dragon's head as the hilt and a blood-red long sword with a phoenix wing as the hilt.

Everything here is almost exactly the same as the one that was destroyed by Lu Changsheng's sword heart when he went berserk.

The only difference is that at this moment, on the throne of this hall, there is a person, a person wearing a ghost mask and wearing a black robe!

Under the throne, there were two others, one was a thin old man in a red robe, and the other was a swordsman in a green robe in a black robe.

The swordsman in Tsing Yi looked at the ghost-faced man on the throne with an expressionless face, and for some reason, for some reason, an uneasy mood appeared in his heart for the first time.

On the ghost-faced man's body, there was not the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, just like an ordinary ordinary person who could no longer be ordinary.

But the more this is the case, the more uneasy the Tsing Yi swordsman feels in his heart!

Even in the face of Song Tianhe, he had never felt this way!

At this moment, the red-robed old man standing beside the swordsman in green clothes spoke, he bowed down and saluted the ghost-faced man on the throne, and said respectfully:

"Chief, Mr. Kenpachi, I've already invited you!"

"It's hard work to protect the Dharma. The ghost-faced man glanced at him and said indifferently.

Then, the ghost-faced man turned his head and looked at Jian Ba, his tone was still indifferent: "You are Jian Ba, one of the eighteen sword guards of Qingyun?"

Jian Ba bowed slightly, and said, "Under the Qingyun Sword Sect, Jian Ba, see the Holy Envoy of the Apocalypse!"

The ghost-faced man nodded lightly, and there seemed to be a rare hint of a smile in his tone:

"I like this title, it seems that Song Tianhe really trusts you Eighteen Sword Guards very much, and even told you this!"

Speaking of this, the ghost-faced man suddenly changed his words, and his tone became indifferent again: "So, what do you want to do when he sent you?"

"This ......"

Jian Ba hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "The sect master's personal disciple Fan Wuxian was killed, and the sect master ...... Send me to get rid of Lu Changsheng!"

"Then your actions are suspended, Lu Changsheng can't die for the time being!" the ghost-faced man's tone was cold, and his words were filled with unquestionable majesty.

"The Holy Envoy can't, the Sect Master ...... him"

Before Kenpachi could finish his words, the ghost-faced man interrupted him and said indifferently:

"Song Tianhe's side, I will personally explain to him, everything in Jinghai City now is based on our plan, after the plan is completed, if Lu Changsheng is not dead, you can do it again!"

"But ......" Kenpachi still seemed to be a little unwilling.

"That's enough!I said, pause!Don't you understand?!"

With a snort from the ghost-faced man, a violent spiritual pressure suddenly erupted from his body, like a mad beast, and swooped towards Kenpachi.

Kenpachi felt a sudden and terrifying feeling of oppression from his body, and his breathing became difficult, and then his legs went limp, and he fell directly to the ground.

The strange thing is that the red-robed old man standing beside Jian Ba was not affected in the slightest!

Looking at Jian Ba, who was kneeling on the ground, the red-robed old man suddenly laughed, then turned his head, looked at the ghost-faced man on the throne, bowed his hand, and said respectfully:

"Chief, please calm your anger, presumably Mr. Jianba didn't mean to disobey the leader, but Mr. Jianba felt that it was not easy to explain to Sect Master Song afterwards!"

Saying that, the red-robed old man looked at Jian Eight again: "I'm right, Mr. Jian Ba!"

Under such heavy oppression, there were already faint traces of blood on Jian Ba's face, and when he heard the words of the red-robed old man, he hurriedly gritted his teeth and said with difficulty:

"Holy ...... Holy Messenger...... Pray the Holy Messenger to calm his anger, yes...... It's the sword eight that is abrupt, everything ...... Everything comes first with the Holy Envoy Plan!"

Jian Ba is loyal, but it doesn't mean that he is stupid, now people are singing red face and black face, the purpose is already obvious.

Furthermore, Ghostface only allowed himself to suspend his mission, but did not terminate his mission.

What's more, in Kenpachi's view, being targeted by that force is equivalent to entering a dead end, and it is no different from stepping into a coffin with one foot.

Why should I put my life into it because of this?

The ghost-faced man smiled and said, "It seems that this seat has misunderstood you!"

After speaking, he waved his big hand, and the spiritual pressure on Jian Ba's body instantly dissipated: "Go!"

"Kenpachi retires!"

Kenpachi wiped the sweat from his forehead, arched his hand, turned around and hurriedly left the main hall.

After Jian Ba left, the ghost-faced man turned his head to look at the red-robed old man: "Zuo Protector, how are things going?"

The red-robed old man said: "Rest assured, the leader, those failed products have been given to them, and they will definitely bite the Shangguan family now......!"

"Just what?" said Ghostface's tone was extremely cold, without the slightest emotion.

The red-robed old man was startled, hurriedly knelt down on one knee, and explained:

"It's all negligent for a while, although the plan is not a big deal, but it failed to kill Shangguan Haoran, but let him follow the vine and find out about my fake death!

The ghost-faced man was silent for a while, and didn't say anything, but the more this happened, the more nervous the red-robed old man became, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

After a long time, the ghost-faced man suddenly let out a sigh:

"Forget it, you get up, although you are an artificial person, but after all, there is blood from your Shangguan family flowing in your body, and it is understandable that you are soft for a while!"

"As for the exposure of your identity, it's nothing, the plan is nearing completion, hurry up!"

The red-robed old man got up slowly and said respectfully: "Within a month, the formation will be completed, and the sacrifice of the eye of the needle has been found, the plan is foolproof, the leader can rest assured!"

"You don't have to talk to me about the process, I just look at the results!" said the ghost-faced man indifferently.

The red-robed old man's voice trembled a little, and he said yes, and when he raised his head again, the ghost-faced man on the throne had long since disappeared!

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After Lu Changsheng left, Shangguan Haoran looked out of the window blankly, and he didn't come back to his senses until a slight sound of footsteps came.

Shangguan Yan could faintly see some tears in the corners of her eyes, and it was obvious that she had just cried.

"Yan'er, what's wrong with you?" Shangguan Haoran asked.

Shangguan Yan shook his head: "It's okay, Dad!"

"It's okay, it's okay, what were you crying about?

When Shangguan Yan heard this, she hurriedly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her hand: "Where is it, I'm happy, Brother Lu said that he was going to propose to Xiao Chen!"

Shangguan Haoran was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "It's good to get married, when my daughter will hurry up and find one, I can also leave with confidence!"

"Phew!"

Shangguan Yan said with an unhappy face: "Dad, you are talking nonsense again, and ah, I will rely on you in this life, and no one will marry!"

Shangguan Haoran laughed: "Then you have to think clearly, it's no problem for my dad to raise you for a lifetime, the problem is that my daughter is so beautiful and so good, there must be a lot of people chasing her, when the time comes, I'm afraid that you won't be able to resist the temptation, and you will run away with which man if you leave your father!"

Shangguan Yan stomped her foot angrily: "Dad, what do you say, I won't leave you for a man!"

"Uh-huh!"

Shangguan Haoran laughed and nodded: "It's so fragrant!"

Shangguan Yan was stunned for a moment, and wondered: "What is really fragrant?"

Shangguan Haoran turned his head and looked at the pansy that had long dried up on the windowsill, with a look of intoxication:

"The flowers are so fragrant!"

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