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Sang Shuwen is not missing, but hidden.

As the head of the family, he controls the highest authority of the intelligent mastermind, and there are some forbidden places, except for the head of the family, even the elders are not allowed to enter and exit.

After Sang Shuwen ordered the housekeeper to take action against Sang Wu Sangle, he quietly left the hospital with a few cronies and came to the secret base of the Changsheng Research Institute.

In today's situation, the Council of Elders is determined to pull him down and promote Sang Le to the top. At that time, he, the former head of the family, is not a child who can clean his memories and send them to the welfare home, and after withdrawing from the outside world, he will face death, and the best case is to enter the presbyterian church as an idle elder.

He originally thought that if it really didn't work, let Sang Jue replace him, the Elders' Council wanted a puppet, Sang Jue's idiot was easy to control, and he could save his life, and when he entered the Elders' Council, he planned slowly, maybe one day he could still hold the Elders' Council in his hands.

But now, it's all empty.

And his spirit is getting worse day by day.

If it is really the time to come and earth work together, and the heroes are not free.

Even so, Sang Shuwen is still unwilling to admit defeat, and he still has one last hole card - the Immortal Research Institute.

Behind the Immortal Research Institute is a powerful existence of a third-level civilization, and a scientific research team will be sent to Sang Zixing, the elders will bully the weak and fear the hard. I would never dare to say anything about the existence of a third-level civilization, as long as I persisted until their arrival, everything would still have a chance.

The premise is that before the existence of a third-level civilization arrives. It would be better for him to recover in good spirits.

Sang Shuwen looked at the "Milky Way Starry Sky Map" in front of him, his consciousness was like being trapped in the dark and dirty viscous thick fog, and he could only look at the painting. Only then will there be a trace of refreshing air flowing into the turbid air, giving people a room to breathe. It's just that as time passes, the dark turbidity becomes more and more viscous and fishy, and the trace of clear air becomes more and more small and illusory.

Step by step towards darkness, step by step towards death, this feeling almost drove Sang Shuwen crazy.

Immerse yourself in your own world. Sang Shuwen, who had no time to take care of him, didn't notice that the people around him were becoming more and more impetuous, and occasionally contacted outsiders.

On this day, Sang Shuwen was sitting in front of the painting in a daze, and a person suddenly broke in. Said in a panic.

"Your Majesty, the housekeeper has died!"

"Uncle Mu?!"

Sang Shuwen stood up with wide eyes suddenly, his face was full of disbelief, and the spiritual power in his mind fluctuated very violently, as if he was about to collapse.

In the next moment, he closed his eyes and fainted straight to the ground.

Sang Shuwen's consciousness was originally fighting against the dark and filthy fog, and his spirit fluctuated violently at this time. The consciousness was in a trance, and the life-saving and refreshing breath that flowed out of the original painting was drowned out by the rolling thick fog, and the consciousness was dragged into the darkness, and countless ghosts and ghosts floated in the thick fog, each with the face of a former enemy. Flood him whole.

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty?"

The person who reported the news panicked, shouted quietly, and even boldly pushed Sang Shuwen's body.

Sang Shuwen didn't wake up, and if he wasn't still breathing, he looked like a dead man.

The messenger moved Sang Shuwen to the chair and put it away, looked at the painting on the wall, and his expression gradually changed.

Sang Shuwen has a bad temper recently, and often fights because of some trivial things, and gradually, except for the housekeeper, there is no one around him to serve him, especially the housekeeper who speaks, and it is strictly forbidden for others to follow His Majesty when he is looking at the painting.

So there is no one else in the room.

The messenger suppressed his breath and stepped forward lightly, and took down the painting from the wall.

His Majesty wanted to take the painting with him, so he only used a small and lightweight protective insurance, and when the painting was hung up, he set up a hand on the side, so he naturally knew how not to alarm the alarm.

Carefully removing the painting and hiding it in the space button, the messenger retreated to the door.

"Your Majesty, you have a good rest, your subordinates have retired. ”

When he went out, he immediately put on a look that could not hide his grief and indignation, and said hello to the guards at the door, saying that His Majesty was furious and angry, so people should be careful not to touch the moldy head, don't go in if you don't call, he has something important to do. Then he hurriedly left the base, got on the flying car, changed his clothes again, changed his appearance again, and rushed to the presbyterian base camp.

It is no secret that Sang Shuwen has a second super healing painting.

"Starry Sky Map" is in the Interstellar Hospital, because it is famous for its big target, it is difficult to make up your mind, but the private painting in Sang Shuwen's hand is different, someone has already said in private, and he is willing to buy the painting in his hand at the market price, and even the great elder is moved.

Now that Sang Shuwen has lost power, although he can hide for a while, as long as the new head of the family is elected, even if he hides deeply, he will be replaced. At that time, as a henchman of the former head of the family, he will be downcast even if he does not die.

The water flows low, and the people go high. To be a man, we must be aware of current affairs.

According to the market price of the Super Healing Painting, that is, the minimum is 300 million purple gold coins, and when converted into universal coins, there are 30 billion, which is enough to buy a piece of land on a certain planet to establish a small country.

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry. ”

The man touched the space button and laughed.

The next moment, he felt cold all over his body, like falling into an ice cave, and then his eyes turned black and fainted.

"Boom!"

The speeding car turned into a spark in mid-air, and soon, patrolling guards came to check on it.

Flower Garden.

Sangsang watered the flowers on the balcony, she hadn't been to school for a few days, and the housekeeper Ruwa was also up to her, even supporting her.

Now the election of the head of the family has entered the white heat, first the death of Sang Jue, and then the death of Sang Wu, Sang Shuwen announced his disappearance, the chaos in the upper echelons of the Sang family cannot be hidden at all, although ordinary people do not know much, but it has become a joke in high society, what cows, ghosts, snakes and gods have run out, it seems that they want to muddy the water to fish, there are a few more active children who were attacked on the way to school, although they did not die, but they also reminded people, the quieter this moment, the better.

"Master, the painting is back. ”

Tatsumi's voice suddenly sounded. Then a picture scroll appeared in front of her eyes out of thin air.

In order to make it easier to carry, Tatsumi dismantled the frame and brought back only the painting.

Sangsang put down the small watering can and took the scroll. Unfold it and take a look, reaching out to caress the familiar picture of the Milky Way starry sky, with a smile on the corner of his lips.

"Tomorrow is June 18. It's time to go see the third uncle. ”

June 18 is Sangsang's birthday, on this day last year, mental power induces failure, the third uncle's pretended comfort, the contempt of his subordinates, and the scolding of his mother, who knows her despair?

Sang Sang put away the "Milky Way Starry Sky Map" and took out a few folding fans, which are batch products made by machines. Although delicate and sturdy, but there is no feature, but the fan surface of the heavy ink brush flowers and birds are lifelike, unfold a look, like the spring breeze in March blowing through the flowers and plants. The vitality is full of life, which makes people feel refreshed.

These days I didn't go to school, she painted a fan in the room, and the monitoring was handled by Xiao Xin, even if she looked at the monitoring screen, she would only see that she was either taking care of the potted flowers, or in a daze at the flowers, or sitting on the balcony with a book to read, and the housekeeper Luwa was used to her autism. Abide by her duty, and someone will help her stop her when she visits.

"Tatsumi, thank you very much, I heard that the healing painting is useful to you, so I will give you this fan. ”

Sangsang picked up a white fan and gave it to Tatsumi, and the fan bones were like bones. The emphasis is on being strong and firm, and the same is true of the silk cloth and pigments used, and it is not afraid that the folds are too deep and the picture will crack if the folds are too deep, which will affect the healing array.

"Thank you, master. There was obvious excitement in Tatsumi's tone.

This is not only a painting, it is a reuse of recovery potions, and it is like wine, the longer it lasts, the more mellow it becomes, and it is tens of billions of universal coins...... His Royal Highness will definitely be jealous, is it a private collection or a public or private collection?

Sang Sang checked out another fan, "Chen Jiu has also worked hard, when he comes back, you transfer this to him." ”

"Yes. Tatsumi's voice trembled, and he held a fan in one hand, feeling that he was about to float.

Why does the heart beat so fast when there is no heart?

Sang Sang looked at the several fans that had been painted, took out a half-painted fan of Gongbi landscape, took out the paint painting tools and prepared to fill it, and said casually: "Call Chen Jiu back tonight, and you will follow me to see Sang Shuwen tomorrow." ”

Tatsumi's heart sank, and he felt that the fan in his hand was very hot, and he quietly peeked at Sangsang.

The little girl with a delicate face is staring at the painting in her hand with her eyes down, using a small pen to dipped in paint, her expression is focused, and she seems to be fully engaged in the painting, and the whole person is alone, forming a world isolated from the outside world, as if the person who spoke just now was not her.

"Yes. "Tatsumi was a little apprehensive, he had been following Sang Sang for almost a year, and he saw Sang Sang use a painting to stir up a mess of the Sang family, and then secretly spread some news to this side and reveal some information to that side, so that the head of the Sang family lost his military and political power, not to mention, he was crazy and even his life was about to be guaranteed.

Watching her behave, it's easy to ignore her age and not look like a child at all.

In any case, tomorrow's advance notice will be seen by His Majesty.

The distant Fallen Star City

Luo Dashao received the news from Tatsumi and heard that Sangsang would have an action tomorrow, so he couldn't help but squint his eyes.

Luo Suxue is the eldest lady of the Sang family, and she has Xue Suer's memory due to an accident, which is Luo Dashao's conclusion.

Sang Sang insisted on going to Sang Zixing, Luo Da Shao was also worried that she would return to the Sang family, but in the past six months, the information of the Sang family was reported to him once in almost three or five days, judging from the performance of the little guy, she has no affection for the Sang family, and even her biological mother has been put down, but she still has a good impression of her brother Sang Le who suddenly appeared, and even asked Chen Jiu to protect her?

"It's better to solve it as soon as possible and come back as soon as possible, so that Sang Zixing's people can cooperate with her, Xiao Lang is there, and prepare to retreat. ”

Luo Ershao pestered him all day long to ask for his daughter, which gave him a headache.

Sang Zixing

The secret base of the Immortal Research Institute, Sang Shuwen was trapped in a nightmare, what was it like to be desperate, Sang Shuwen felt it. In the filthy black mist, countless resentful spirits stretched out their claws to tear at his body, peeling off pieces of flesh and skin on him, but he couldn't move, couldn't resist.

"Third brother, I have always been kind to you, why do you want to harm me?" Sang Chao's face twisted, holding his head, and slowly approaching, "You can harm me, it's normal for you to be ambitious, but why don't you even let go of my child! Sang Sang is only twelve years old, you are his own uncle, why are you so ruthless......

Sang Chao opened his mouth wide and bit off half of Sang Shuwen's head.

"Ahh

Sang Shuwen couldn't die, and he couldn't wake up, there was no monitoring in the room, until his cronies went in to report something, and he found out that it was abnormal, and injected him with a strong tranquilizer, and then because the "Galaxy Starry Sky Map" was gone, the scene was chaotic. Sang Shuwen went crazy when he woke up, clamoring to paint, the whole person was crazy, he would only beat people, and he would use sleep spray to make him sleep.

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