"Young Master Qianchen, the old slave dare not be in charge of the crime, but the head of the family summons him, please think twice!
Qianchen had no intention of paying attention to him at all. After leaving the door, Qingyan and Qingyun exchanged glances with each other. In an instant, Qingyun understood Qingyan's meaning, so he quickly turned around and walked quickly towards the main hall where the head of the family was."
The halls of ordinary families are full of iconic characters or family emblems, but the hall in front of them is a sword, which is a sword that no one in the Thousand Faces family can draw for tens of thousands of years.
Fairy Sword.
Its whole body was pitch black, and its sword body was several inches longer than ordinary immortal swords. At this moment, it was lying quietly on the sword pavilion, and under the hall was filled with fireworks. However, it was unknown that the fireworks aura began to be passed down from the Thousand Face Family.
, it has never stopped, it has been tens of thousands of years.
This sword is called: Killing Realm!
The meaning is to cut off a world!
A middle-aged man with a serious face respectfully raised an incense stick of slashing world at this moment. He heard the footsteps behind him, and did not turn around, and asked, "Young Master, are you here?"
Qingyun stepped forward quickly, knelt down and said to the middle-aged man: "Report to the head of the family, it's not good. The young master has no idea why he should go to the southern region immediately!"
He is the current head of the Qianmian Family: Qianchuan.
"Oh?" Qianchuan turned around and looked at Qingyun kneeling in the hall. His eyes showed confusion. Then, he pinched a magic trick in his sleeve with his right hand and chuckled.
"So it's the Xinmin Bracelet!" Qianchuan whispered, "Let him see me first!"
At this time, Qingyun hesitated for a moment and buried his head lowered. "The head of the family, I'm afraid it won't work. The young master has gone out. Now he is probably leaving for the southern region."
Qianchuan snorted coldly, "Waste, what do you do?"
As soon as this said, Qingyun suddenly felt that she had been severely injured, but she had not seen Qianchuan take action, so she flew out of the hall, spit out a mouthful of blood, quickly got up from the ground, and knelt down again.
At this time, when he looked up, Qianchuan disappeared into the hall at some point.
Outside the main gate of the Qianmian Family, Qianchen was moving forward in the wind. Suddenly, Qianchen found that he had already flown for a while and had actually returned to the front door.
Just as he was wondering, Qianchuan's figure appeared in front of him.
"I've seen the head of the family!" Qianchen took a step back and saluted Qianchuan in a cold voice.
Qianchuan was not angry either, but said lightly: "I heard that you are going to the Southern Region?"
Qianchen nodded and did not deny it, "Yes, I have a very important thing to do!"
"The most important thing you do now is to practice quickly. When you enter the transformation of God, you can enter the family ancestral hall, inherit the inheritance of my Thousand Face Family, and inherit the position of the head of the family. At that time, it will not be too late for you to go to the southern region again!
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"No, this matter is the most important thing now!" Qianchen's eyes were extremely firm.
In fact, for Qianchen, he did not have much desire for the position of the head of the family, but in his memory, he accidentally grabbed the black sword in the hall and danced a few times when he was a child.
Afterwards, the Qianmian family held a banquet for several days, saying that he was the only designated heir to the head of the family.
Afterwards, he was sent to the Southern Region by Qianchuan and joined the Tianxian Sect.
Moreover, in my impression, I have never felt a trace of warmth in Qianchuan and his mother. There is only one wet nurse who died when she left. To be honest, Qianchen has no sense of belonging to this family.
, The home in his heart has always been the Tianxian Sect.
Now, he heard the sound of Meng Xuerao's bracelet, and he no longer cared about it. Even if he was crushed to pieces, he would go to the southern region. Every day without A Xue was torment.
"You are disobeying me!" Qianchuan's voice was extremely cold, and a dangerous look was revealed in his eyes.
Qianchen did not answer, turned around and pointed the back of his head at him, then continued to fly outside the lake.
At this moment, Qianchuan took action, and a painting suddenly flew out from his sleeve. The landscape inside seemed to have come alive, flew out to wrap Qianchen around. At this time, Qianchen's eyes suddenly showed confusion.
Then he looked drowsy and fell asleep.
A beautiful woman in palace dress came and stood beside Qianchuan and said, "Husband, are you planning to seal the memory of her minister?"
Qianchuan nodded while casting spells.
The beautiful woman was Qianchen's biological mother, Du Xiangjun, and she was also a strong man in the early stage of the celestial immortals. Qianchuan had long been a strong man who surpassed the celestial immortal realm.
"Although this is also a solution, he will definitely restore his memory after inheriting the family's inheritance. If he knew the truth about the Tianxian Sect... I'm afraid....."
At this time, Qianchuan said indifferently: "Don't worry, after he inherited the family's inheritance, even I can't catch up with his cultivation. When he reaches this level, it is impossible for a small sect like the Tianxian Sect to watch it anymore
He is my son after all!"
However, what Qianchuan didn't know was that Qianchen was not like him at all. He would only know in the future that what he had done to the Tianxian Sect and what he was doing today would make him regret it, and at the same time bring it to this family.
What kind of disaster?
Qianchen fell asleep in a hazy state. At this time, everything about the Tianxian Sect, everything about the Southern Region, and all the memories about Meng Xuerao were sealed in the box by Qianchuan using the secret method.
Just before sleeping, Qianchen looked towards the direction of the southern region and kept muttering: "Axue... is calling me... I must go...Axue.
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Southern Region, within the village of bandits.
Meng Xuerao suddenly sat up from the ground, stretched her waist, checked the injuries in her body and the injuries on her body surface, and found that they had healed. After a little exercise of spiritual power, she found that all the spiritual power was full.
"Is it?"
Immersing his mental power into his body, Meng Xuerao saw that her luck was still working diligently. At this time, she realized that during this period of sleep, her luck was constantly repairing her injuries and restoring her spiritual power.
At the same time, Meng Xuerao felt her total spiritual power and found that she had actually entered the middle stage of the Golden Pill.
"It's really a blessing in disguise!" Meng Xuerao was overjoyed. Being able to see her realm recovering from the Nascent Soul stage again means that her physical constitution has recovered and she can practice quickly!
At this time, the two guards saw that Meng Xuerao had already sat up here. One of them immediately cursed: "I have been sleeping for five days, but I didn't expect you to be dead. Go and notify the boss!" This chapter has been completed!