Chapter 418 Backstab! All is lost



"These humans are playing tricks on us!"

"They lured us here, but they destroyed the black flag and left us alone?"

"He abandoned us. We will never let him go. Charge and kill him, hahahaha."

High-level evil spirits have a certain level of spiritual awareness and are able to communicate with humans.

Suddenly, groups of evil spirits changed direction and rushed towards the nine families that originally owned the black flags.

When Abao woke up in the morning and just finished washing up, Mr. Fang personally made an omelette for the little girl, who ate it with great joy.

After eating and drinking, Abao picked his ears and said, "Oh, there seems to be crying."

Mr. Fang came in with a ladle in his hand, "Little Princess, something happened! Last night, something big happened in the capital!"

"What is it?"

"The street in front of our Fang Mansion caught fire, and the street behind it collapsed. And our street... was flooded." Mr. Fang became more and more excited as he spoke.

"Your street is flooded, why are you so excited?"

"Little princess, you don't know that we are the only three families in this street that are intact. Only the three of us, haha. It must be the gods who are protecting us. I was wondering, how could Lord Xingchen abandon us? Absolutely not!"

While Abao was eating an apple, he was taken out of the house by Lord Fang to watch the fun.

Also coming out together were Di Zian and Lan Yixiuan.

The people gathered in a circle, pointing and talking. "It was so scary last night, as if something restless had invaded. Only the Fang, Fu, and Fei families were intact. It must be because they are families of great merit that they were able to avoid this disaster."

The imperial palace.

Sikong Lin went to the morning court and found that none of his people were present.

Sikong Lin:?

"They all took the day off today?"

It is not easy to get to this point now and control the nine major court families in Kyoto for one's own use.

"Your Majesty, I'm not asking for leave, it's... I've lost everything."

Sikong Lin didn't understand, "What's missing?"

The eunuch replied tremblingly: "Nine lords, all are gone."

Upon hearing this, Sikong Lin almost fell off the dragon chair.

"Gone? What happened?"

The young eunuch trembled, not knowing how to answer.

Sikong Lin got angry and ordered the young eunuch to be dragged out and beheaded.

When the high priest arrived, Sikong Lin had a pale face and had already left the court. "High priest, the capital is in chaos. Our plan last night..."

The high priest's voice was as cold as water. "Failed."

"Why did such a loophole occur? It should be foolproof." Sikong Lin was puzzled.

The high priest pondered for a while and said, "I have read the stars countless times last night, but none of them can explain what happened last night."

"Can't find out what happened?"

The high priest shook his head, "I can't find it."

He stayed awake all night, but still couldn't figure out who the leak was to.

It can't be...

A small figure appeared in my mind, Emperor Jiaoyang? ?

"This matter is too unbelievable. Nine families fell, but three were safe. This... is a slap in my face." Sikong Lin suppressed his absolute anger and didn't know how to vent it.

"It's strange. Di Jiaoyang and his companions only went to three houses, but nothing happened to them. So the incident must have happened to Di Jiaoyang and his companions." Sikong Lin said, "In the Tiansheng Dynasty, apart from Taoist Master Baiyun who is well versed in the art of cultivation, I have never heard of Di Zian and his companions being able to practice Taoism."

The high priest looked down, "Your Majesty, do you still remember that the Fire Kingdom and the Earth Kingdom returned to the Shuntian Holy Dynasty? It is said that the little princess went to the Earth Kingdom, and the Earth Kingdom returned to the Shuntian Holy Dynasty. The little princess went to the Fire Kingdom again, and the Fire Kingdom returned to the Shuntian Holy Dynasty."

"You mean, Emperor Jiaoyang is a variable?" Sikong Lin thought for a while, "I think it's too frivolous. A three-and-a-half-year-old child can't cause such a big storm.

Now that things have come to this, I will have no choice but to wait until I ascend the throne to deal with these three families."

The high priest understood.

"By the way, the priest seems to be very special to Emperor Jiaoyang? Have you met Emperor Jiaoyang before?"

"not."

But Sikong Lin was very cunning and he could tell at a glance that the high priest was lying.

Night falls.

A Bao passed by the Fang Family Ancestral Hall and stopped.

Fang Wenxuan followed behind Abao, "Little Princess, do you want to go in and take a look?"

"Well, is that okay?"

"Of course."

The little princess was the benefactor of the Fang family. Fang Wenxuan was deeply grateful and immediately took Abao into the ancestral hall.

[It is the breath of the stars]

A Bao's heart suddenly became excited. Yun Hui stood aside, looking at the only token without words in the ancestral hall. He touched the small bag on his waist.

There was a tiny stone in it that his grandfather had given him. At this moment, the word "回" (Return) on the stone was shining.

"It hurts..." A-Bao frowned, "Fang Wenxuan, split the imperial order! Quick!"

The imperial decree is the only treasure of the Fang family.

Fang Wenxuan swung the sword in his hand and chopped it off. Strangely, the imperial order was intact.

Fang Wenxuan was shocked, "How could this be?"

This imperial decree is just a wooden token. It is particularly important because it contains the aura of the national god, but it is not indestructible.

He had used a lot of force in that strike of the sword just now. Not to mention a wooden sign, even an iron table could have been cut in half.

"There is a mechanism under the ancestral hall. Open it."

Fang Wenxuan was stunned. "Little Princess, I swear to God, our Fang family has never heard of the organization under this ancestral hall."

"Never?"

Fang Wenxuan nodded, "Yes!"

A Bao and Fat Niuniu climbed onto the tribute table and patted the small wooden sign, "Xingchen, don't be afraid, I'll come find you."

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The small wooden sign actually lit up.

Fang Wenxuan opened his mouth in shock.

Po looked at a brick in the middle of the ground, "Fang Wenxuan, chop it!"

The floor tiles were split open, revealing a secret passage.

Fang Wenxuan:?

No, it doesn't look like his family's ancestral hall.

This was his first day seeing all these things.

Dad never told him before.

He knew that his father would never hide the fact of the country's gods from him, unless his father didn't know either.

The group walked down the secret passage.

At the end of the dark passage was a thick white fog.

A silver-haired boy was nailed to a stone wall, with silver threads like hair growing out of his limbs, extending under his feet.

Fang Wenxuan was so frightened that her legs and feet went limp. "Little princess, what is this?"

Heaven and earth’s conscience!

The Fang family has been clean for generations and has never engaged in activities such as secretly detaining or torturing anyone.

Moreover, this young man had his head hanging down, with fine hair falling from the corners of his temples. He was surrounded by a cold white mist, more like air conditioning, and he was like a big ice block.

This person doesn't look like a human.

"Xingchen..." A Bao suddenly pressed his chest. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but feel pain.

Fang Wenxuan: "Xing...Lord Xingchen? The God of the Former Kingdom?"

She is very beautiful.

At this critical moment, what is he thinking?

But even though the person in front of him didn't raise his head, Fang Wenxuan also confirmed what Abao said.

As the only person in the Fang family who could communicate with the gods, he had indeed glimpsed the divine face of Lord Xingchen during one of his spiritual experiences as a child, and his face was exactly the same as the silver-haired young man in front of him.


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