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100: Forgive the Lu family

He stood up suddenly, grabbed Lu Changxian's neck, and made a "squeak" sound. Seeing the other person's thin body slowly falling at his feet, Xu Fan let out a sigh of relief, feeling that he was finally at peace.

Thinking of the many unjust souls who died in vain in Xu Mansion in Guangling, Xu Fan once again looked at Lu Changxian, the head of the Lu family, the head of the five major families in Jiangnan Dao, and dismissed the thought in his mind that he could directly kill him.

Although he was upset at this time, he still needed to endure it for a while.

The peak is considered a high mountain in the dense forest, and the ancient trees on the mountain are also extremely dense. Looking up at the gap, there are still many monks sneaking in.

The moment he decided to inform the Governor's Mansion of Jiangnan Province about the whereabouts of the five major families, Xu Fan thought that the Daqian court would get involved.

Compared with the ordinary world outside, this is an excellent place for spiritual practice.

If it weren't for the true solution that swallowed up the heaven and earth spiritual essences in the many diamonds and bronze statues of Bodhisattvas in the Buddha's temple, these local monks might actually be able to find their own opportunity.

Xu Fan smiled softly and said, "It's not impossible to spare the Lu family."

Still racking his brains, thinking about how to ask for Xu Fan's forgiveness, Lu Changxian suddenly heard these words, his eyes lit up, he looked up at the back of the thin young man in black robe, and said sincerely, "Master Xu, what are your orders, but it doesn't matter. , as long as our Lu family can do it, we will never refuse."

Xu Fan stood up and walked slowly towards Lu Changxian. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, his eyes always falling on the rough square face covered with bruises. He said in a cold voice, "I know that your Lu family has a close relationship with the Yin Yang Evil Sect."

"No, no, absolutely not!"

Lu Changxian hurriedly explained, "This is nonsense. Our Lu family is a Jiangnan Dao family, and there is no way we can secretly collude with the Yin Yang Evil Sect."

Lu Changxian spoke righteously, completely unaware that large beads of sweat had already appeared on his forehead.

"Okay, as long as you keep in touch with the Yin Yang Evil Sect in the future." Xu Fan saw Lu Changxian's nervous and worried look, chuckled lightly, and interrupted.

"Ah? Mr. Xu, don't worry, we will never have anything to do with the Yin Yang Evil Sect in the future. I promise!"

Lu Changxian replied subconsciously. After he came to his senses, he looked blankly at the young man in front of him, with a hint of confusion in his eyes. He frowned and asked, "Stay in touch?"

Xu Fan nodded and said via WeChat, "That's right, but do you know what to do?"

"No problem, I will definitely tell you all the news about the Yin Yang Evil Sect, and I won't dare to miss anything."

Lu Changxian breathed a sigh of relief, lifted up his sleeves and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and his tense heartstrings relaxed a little.

If the Lu family was of no use, he believed that the young man in front of him would never leave the Lu family behind.

Mu Yunliang, Old Man Li, and Old Man Fu are all dead, and his father should be as unpredictable as what Old Man Wen and Old Man Wang said.

The five major aristocratic families in Jiangnan Road have actually ceased to exist in name only, with only the Wen and Wang families left and their great monks still in charge.

"I wonder, what does Mr. Xu need to do next?" Lu Changxian raised his head slightly and asked curiously.

This ancient well secret place has a strong vitality of heaven and earth, but Xu Fan asked Old Man Wen and Old Man Wang to drive everyone out.

Do you want to have this place to yourself? This would offend Quan Dagan.

What's more, people from the Daqian court will soon come to Guangling Mansion. By then, Jiangnan Road will not be the only one who can call the shots.

Xu Fan thought for a moment and looked sideways at the entrance of the crack, "You, the old head of the Wen family and the Wang family, will drive away all the outsiders from this forbidden place. When the time comes, you and the two of them will come here to join me.

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"good."

For now, as long as Lu Changxian can keep their Lu family, he doesn't care about other things.

The head of the old family does not know whether he is alive or dead, but now there is an opportunity for several major families in Jiangnan Dao to gather together, which can be regarded as a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

In the next period of time, Old Man Wen, Old Man Wang and the head of the Lu family, Lu Changxian, raided all the forbidden areas, with children from the aristocratic families acting as eyes and ears.

No matter how vast the mountains and forests are, they will eventually be swept away.

The people from Nan'an Palace were forced to continuously converge towards the mountain peak, and there was no room for them elsewhere.

Seeing that batch after batch of monks who entered the forbidden area were asked to exit through the gap entrance, Xu Fan's eyes were calm, without any change in his expression.

Opportunities in the world are like this, those who are destined will get them.

Although Xu Fan didn't gain much from this opportunity to seize the world, being able to repair the True Solution Gourd was considered a small goal.

At the entrance to the crack, the little Princess Anyang, who was wearing a unicorn red robe, had an angry look on her face, and punched and kicked the monks around her.

She had just arrived at this strange place with a group of royal monks, and before she started adventurous exploration, she was told to return immediately.

"Why! Could it be that this place has become the territory of their five major families? That's not what the heads of the five major families told my father!"

The little princess of Anyang was furious and said displeasedly, and kicked a monk down, looking unhappy.

"Miss Princess, we don't know either. This is the news from Qingxu and Gudu." A monk who stood there and only dared to be beaten explained with an aggrieved look.

If it were other people's appeasement, this monk would have slapped him away with one palm.

However, the person who attacked him was Nan'an King Li Muzhi's favorite little princess.

During this trip to the secret land of Gujing, none of the princes and highnesses had a chance, but the prince asked the young princess to come and see it in person.

In order to protect the safety of the little princess, more than ten monks were even sent for personal protection.

The little princess Anyang thought for a while and asked, "Where is Uncle Qingxu?"

The other monk's body trembled, with a look of hesitation on his face. He met the inquiring eyes of the young princess Anyang, pondered for a moment, and sighed helplessly, "Master Qingxu has been injured, and now I don't know where to recuperate."

"Ah! What's going on?" Upon hearing this, the little Princess Anyang's expression suddenly changed, and she said worriedly, "Uncle Qingxu is a monk with extraordinary strength. Who dares to hurt him! Who is it!"

Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look into the eyes of the little Princess Anyang, and hesitated, but no one dared to answer.

If the young princess of Anyang went to seek an explanation from the Wang family because of what they said, it would be troublesome, and the consequences would be unpredictable.

One of the older monks coughed lightly and said, "Your Highness, there are things here that are different from the outside now. There are dangers hidden everywhere..."

Before the elder monk finished speaking, there was a noise not far behind him.

"Look! They are from Nan'an Palace!"

"Yes! I know that one of them, he is Princess Anyang!"

"Great! We can avenge our brothers! Let's go together and capture the people in Nan'an Palace!"

Just when the young princess of Anyang frowned and planned to continue questioning, dozens of people rushed out from the forest not far away, all of them were children of aristocratic families, and each of them had a stern expression on their faces.

Just like a hunter seeing a group of small prey, when did the people from the Nan'an Palace become prey in Jiangnan Road?

The little Princess Anyang was unhappy and was about to rush forward, seize a child of a noble family and deal with him.

In Jinling City, no one dared to speak to her in such a tone. Listening to the dirty words of the children of the aristocratic families, the anger in her heart suddenly increased.

"Your Highness the Princess, please take Your Highness away first!"

A monk blocked the way forward for the little Princess Anyang, and two more monks lifted her up and ran towards the entrance of the gap.

As long as they escape back into the gap and return to the ruins of Xu Mansion, nothing will happen.

What the monks in Nan'an Palace did not expect was that the children of the aristocratic families they met this time were not ordinary people. They had all stayed in this secret place for a period of time, and had involuntarily stored a lot of heaven and earth energy in their bodies.

As long as people are in the forbidden place, the rich vitality of heaven and earth will naturally nourish everyone's body.

Although this group of people were restrained from absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth in the dense forest, they would always be fully infected wherever they were.

In addition, these children of aristocratic families were attacked by monks from Nan'an Prince's Palace and trained a lot. Later, they were cleaned up by Old Man Wen and Old Man Wang, and they were already full of anger.

Seeing that the people from the Nan'an Palace are still the little princess of Anyang, how could they let them go?

"Whoosh~whoosh~whoosh~"

More than a dozen piercing sounds flew rapidly through the forest. Among them were several monks who had opened more than ten cyclone apertures. They flew through the forest and landed in front of the Anyang princess in the blink of an eye.

"What on earth do you want to do!"

The little Princess Anyang was originally angry at the monks from the royal palace who "held" her hostage, but when she saw several children from aristocratic families leaping over her head and landing lightly dozens of feet in front of them, the crack that forced her back was completely broken.

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"While they are in chaos, maybe I can leave secretly."

The little Princess Anyang secretly planned her escape in her mind, her face was calm and she didn't seem to be panicking.

"What to do? Of course I want to capture you and hand you over to the two ancestors!"

A member of the Wang family pulled out the Huanshou sword from his waist, and a cold light burst out from the scabbard. Countless rays of light reflected on the blade, emitting a dazzling cold light.

"What if I don't go!" Princess Anyang pulled out her arm and ordered to the dozen or so monks from the palace around her, "Teach them a lesson! How dare you block my way!"

When several monks saw this, they could only rush forward. Only by repelling those who blocked their way would they have the chance to take the little princess Anyang back to the ancient well and leave here.

The older monk rushed forward, a short spear popped out of his sleeve, and it collided with the Huanshou knife that was slashing in front of him.

"Boom~" A powerful qi force burst out between the two, and the Huanshou sword was shattered into two pieces by the qi force, leaving a deep gap in the short spear.

The Wang family disciples looked at the broken sword in their hands, and then at the short spear with only a small gap in the hands of the monk opposite, and felt a touch of jealousy in their hearts.

Fortunately, it is Nan'an Prince's Palace, and the weapons provided to the monks in the palace are all so sharp.

He casually threw out half of the remaining sword in his hand, and immediately his whole body turned into an afterimage, following closely behind.

The elderly monk in the palace took several steps back and used the short spear in his hand to shake off the remaining sword. A residual image was like a gangrene attached to the bone, and the shadow of the fist was heavy, making it impossible for him to distinguish the true from the false.
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