In one of the courtyards of the Spirit Clan, several peach trees were scattered, and there were two or three bamboo frames under the trees, on which some spiritual grasses were placed.

A woman of about twenty years old, dressed in purple, lazily leaned on a stone chair in the courtyard, occasionally flipping through the books in her hand, with a gentle expression, and seemed to be in a good mood today. This person is Ling Xunxue, the adopted daughter of the old spirit king, who likes to study spirit grass and is good at making pills.

"Sister Xue, what are you doing?" a vigorous voice came from outside the courtyard.

After Ling Xunxue heard this, she subconsciously rolled her eyes, the good mood of the day disappeared in an instant, and the books in her hands were thrown on the stone table on the side, and she sat upright with her right hand.

With a snap, the courtyard door was opened, and a boy about fourteen or fifteen years old walked in, and it was Lin Qitian.

He put his hands behind his back and squeezed his eyebrows at Ling Xunxue, "Sister Xue, why bother, when I came, I saw you lying on the stone chair, but I only sat up right when I heard my voice." What's the matter with your inexplicable lady's baggage? I'm not an outsider, and I won't talk to anyone else. ”

Ling Xunxue didn't bother to answer his words, so she stood up and walked to the bamboo frame under the peach blossom tree, Lin Qitian bent the corners of his eyes and followed.

Lin Qitian was really idle in the first two days, and he always wanted to do something else every day except for cultivation and learning. I also thought that the spirit clan was good at raising spirit grass, so I found Teng Hongyuan and asked if anyone was familiar with spirit grass and wanted to learn about spirit grass. Teng Hongyuan introduced Ling Xunxue, so Lin Qitian started the day of daily spirit grass learning and punching in.

Ling Xunxue picked up the spirit grass on the bamboo frame as usual, and explained to him the function of these spirit grasses, where they usually grow, and so on. Lin Qitian wrote them down one by one in his heart, and sometimes asked a few questions......

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Eastern District of the Spiritual Realm

After Fan Qing drank wine that night, he began to formulate a plan to kill Kong Hongmao.

Fan Qing knew that if he attacked strongly, he would definitely not be able to attack, and only by surprise could he have a chance to win, and he only wanted Kong Hongmao's life alone, so it seemed that a sneak attack was the best choice.

Fan Qing had already formed an alliance with Kong Hongmao once before, the purpose was to work together to capture the Spirit King, so that he could agree to the birth of the Spirit Clan, and then the two of them joined forces to rectify the Spirit Clan, and then the two of them would be above ten thousand people under one person.

Fan Qing also promised that after the two of them unified the Spirit Clan, the Spirit King would be handed over to Kong Hongmao to dispose of, after all, the death of his daughter made him hold a grudge.

However, when the two discussed whose camp the Spirit King would be locked up in after he was caught, a conflict arose, which led to the collapse of the previous alliance negotiations.

Since this is the case, it is better to pretend to negotiate with Kong Hongmao, saying that he is willing to hand over the Spirit King to Kong Hongmao for imprison, so that he can let down his guard against himself and kill him by surprise. Fan Qing sneered, Kong Hongmao, I will accept your life...........

Fan Qing called the guards outside the door and asked him to find Xiang Chong to discuss the matter.

After about a cup of tea, there was a steady sound of footsteps outside the door, and a young man wearing a sky blue clean face suit and a blue beast pattern gentry belt around his waist walked in. This person looked to be about eighteen, white and handsome, and the light sweat on his forehead indicated that he should have just come from the martial arts training ground.

Fan Qing smiled when he saw this person, "Brother Chong, sit down." ”

This handsome young man is Xiang Chong.

Xiang Chong saluted respectfully, "I don't know what the leader called me for?"

Fan Qing stepped forward and hurriedly helped him up, "Brother Chong, this is the outside, how many times have I said not to call me the leader, if you don't dislike it, call me big brother." Then he pulled her to sit down.

"I called you here today to discuss Kong Hongmao's affairs with you. ”

"What does Brother Fan want to do?"

Fan Qing heard him call himself big brother, and he was overjoyed. In this camp, he admires this young talent the most. He has been interested in getting closer to him many times, but he has politely refused, and today he is finally willing to call him big brother, which makes him a little surprised.

Fan Qing pressed the corners of his mouth, "I want to pretend to promise to put the Spirit King in his place, ask him out to discuss the details, and then wait for the opportunity to kill him." ”

Xiang Chong pondered for a while, and then slowly spoke, "This plan is slightly inappropriate, if we pretend to agree to put the Spirit King with him, and then ask him out, and then kill him, we will inevitably end up with an unrighteous reputation." ”

Fan Qing frowned, he was indeed too eager for quick success, if he fell into an unrighteous reputation, it would have a great impact on his status.

"Brother Fan doesn't have to worry, you just need to tell Kong Hongmao that we can make a slight concession if we fail to reach a consensus last time, but the specific matters need to be interviewed, so we will ask him out, and then we will arrange some people to pretend that it is his subordinates who are fighting with us. At that time, Brother Fan can rise up and kill him, so that in the future, it can also be said that he ambushed people on the side and waited for the opportunity to murder Brother Fan, but Brother Fan saw through it and killed him on the spot. ”

Fan Qing slapped his thigh, this plan was very clever, and after continuing to discuss some details with Xiang Chong, Fan Qing followed Xiang Chong to the martial arts training ground, and the two had a discussion.

Fan Qing has lived a chaotic life since the death of his wife. His personality has changed drastically, he spends his days loitering, drinks and fights, and was once imprisoned by the Spirit Guards.

When he really came out, his former relatives and friends around him had already avoided him. It was the Xiang clan who accepted him and found an errand for himself. When they wanted to leave the Spirit Clan, they also helped out.

Fan Qing has always been grateful to the Xiang clan, and when he was elected as one of the leaders, he has always reused the Xiang clan.

But power can confuse people, and the higher you stand, the more you aspire to the pinnacle. He was no longer satisfied with the position of one of the leaders, he wanted to be the only leader, even the king of the spirit race. He began to gradually alienate the Xiang clan, cultivating his own personal soldiers, and encircling all the forces he wanted, and although Xiang Chong was Xiang's person, he was the force he wanted to win over the most......

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Spiritual Realm West

Kong Hongmao stood in the wind, his body was rickety, like old wax in the night, and it was almost destroyed.

He had just learned that Fan Qing was going to discuss an alliance with him again, and he didn't understand why Fan Qing had changed his mind so quickly, but he still agreed.

His most beloved daughter, died because of the Spirit King. Every time he dreams back in the middle of the night, he can see his daughter holding his leg covered in blood, crying out for revenge. If it weren't for Teng Hongyuan's protection, he would have killed the Spirit King in his hands.

He couldn't afford to wait, he could feel his body getting worse day by day, he didn't know how long he had left, everything was going to be fast.

In order to settle the matter as soon as possible, he specially advanced the time for deliberation to tomorrow. He wants to pay for the blood debt of the Spirit King at all costs! Old Dog, my daughter is dead, and I want your daughter and your granddaughter to be buried with you!

But what he didn't expect was that the Spirit King had passed away, and his inner line had already been controlled, and all the news that came back was fake............

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In the early morning, the sky was gloomy and the morning dew was everywhere.

Kong Hongmao and Fan Qing set the meeting place in the middle of the two faction camps, which was peaceful and not easy to ambush.

A wooden table and two chairs were arranged in the negotiable open space early, and two teas were placed on the wooden table, which was full of fragrance and refreshing.

The two sat opposite each other, and behind them were the directions of their respective camps, and lying on the side were Kong Hongmao's companion spirit beast --- red ape, a gorilla with a red body, and Fan Qing's companion spirit beast Black Wolf.

Fan Qing got straight to the point and said: "After capturing the Spirit King, the two of us will build a small camp here, which will be responsible for taking care of the Spirit King, and the guards here will be served by you and my people." ”

Kong Hongmao tasted a sip of hot tea, "I have no objection, I don't care about the rest, this Spirit King has to be handed over to me, and even if you want to succeed the Spirit King at that time, it has nothing to do with me." ”

The two discussed some details again, and when they were about to end the negotiation, many people suddenly rushed behind Kong Hongmao, Kong Hongmao was quite surprised, and he didn't react for a while.

Fan Qing frowned and said: "Leader Kong, what do you mean by this, didn't you say it a long time ago, this meeting is only for you and me to discuss, and the entourage escort retreated thousands of meters away, what do you mean by this?"

Although Kong Hongmao was puzzled, his face was calm and relaxed, and he did not panic, "Leader Fan, please rest assured, I have no malicious intentions, you and I cooperate is a win-win situation, why should I provoke trouble for no reason and find myself unhappy." Presumably something happened to me, and my subordinates were in a hurry to come and tell me. ”

Fan Qing nodded stiffly, but he sneered in his heart, Kong Hongmao, I want to step on your head and ascend to the throne!

In the distance, about fifty or sixty people in black armor rushed to attack, these people were hundreds of meters away from them, Kong Hongmao had to use his divine sense to probe, those people were masked, and they couldn't see their faces clearly.

Kong Hongmao's brows were furrowed, and in an instant, someone shouted, "Fan Qing, suffer death, I will come to take your dog's life on the orders of my lord!"

Fan Qing was waiting for this sentence, "Kong Laogou, you actually found someone to ambush, since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust!"

Before Kong Hongmao could react, he took out the Jinyang knife and waved it casually, and the wooden table in front of him was completely cut, and the tea was scattered on the ground. Fan Qing held the knife in both hands and slashed horizontally with all his might.

The red ape reacted quickly, pounced forward, and protected Kong Hongmao in his arms.

"Roar ......" the red ape screamed, it was stabbed in the back, the flesh and blood rolled, and the white bones could be seen. Fan Qing used thirty percent of his source power for this blow, but he didn't hit Kong Hongmao, and he was angry in his heart, and the Golden Yang Knife he raised in his hand instantly became several times larger, and the blade was covered with a layer of golden light.

"Dayan Golden Knife!"

Kong Hongmao only felt that the air around him suddenly became heavy, and he was pressed and it was difficult to breathe, and the giant knife glowing with golden light slashed towards him.

At this time, how could he not know that all this was set up by Fan Qing, and he was going to kill himself!

Kong Hongmao stretched out his hand and slapped it down, and shouted, "Huoyun Cicada Seal, guard!"

Then a cyan flame appeared out of thin air, forming a shield in front of Kong Hongmao, and a wonderful seal on it slowly moved.

The golden giant sword and the cyan flame shield parted at the touch of a button, and the moment the two collided together, they emitted a dazzling red light, causing the heavens and the earth to be overshadowed.

Fan Qing took three steps back in a row, gasping slightly, and the Jinyang Knife in his hand had changed back to its normal size. Is this Kong Hongmao's real strength, even if he is already dying, he is still so strong, he is worthy of being a member of the Kong family of the Spirit Clan.

He held the knife in both hands and sneered, Kong Hongmao, this fire cloud cicada mark is a means to save your life, it seems that you are also at the end of your rope, I want to see how long you can hold on............