As long as there are enough vests, the plot can't kill me

Late at night, in the silent forest, three dark shadows stood facing each other.

When Xue Yan saw the target, he immediately started to demand the person without saying a word.

"Give me the man."

After looting all of the old man's belongings, he ignored his injuries and rushed directly to Mofeng City using the blood escape method.

Fortunately, this place is sandwiched between two large domains, and the distance from the Miasma Valley is not exaggerated.

The price paid this time is not small, but it is acceptable.

"Your Excellency, please!"

Shangguan Wuwei did not hesitate and directly handed Shangguan Jie in his arms over.

Because his son also had one of the clothes on the visitor, he begged for it from Young Master Lin.

This material is not special. It is the forbidden god formation that makes the cloak look unusual, and it is very suitable for shady transactions.

Rather than saying that the head of the Shangguan family trusts the stranger in front of him, it would be more accurate to say that he trusts Lin Xiao and places his hopes on his youngest son's only true friend.

"Master Shangguan, I would like to remind you that from now on, Shangguan Jie has nothing to do with the Shangguan family anymore."

Before leaving, Xue Yan stated a fact simply and straightforwardly in his signature hollow voice.

However, before Shangguan Wuwei could respond, Lao Wan on the side suddenly widened his eyes, obviously recognizing the other party's identity.

"You, who are you?"

Blood Ancestor!

Xue Yan certainly recognized Wan Bugui, but he ignored him and waited patiently for the answer from the head of the Shangguan family.

"Okay, I'll follow your words."

Shangguan Wuwei could tell what was more important than what was less important, even though Lao Wan's astonishment had already revealed who this person was.

He believed in his own eyes and judgment. Even if his son went astray, he would not become a devil who had lost all conscience.

"Sir, I promise that the Shangguan family will not take any extra actions, but please promise that if my son is still willing to recognize me as his father in the future, please don't do anything extreme."

According to rumors, Blood Ancestor is a ruthless demon cultivator who has never taken any prisoners alive.

However, the heads of top-level aristocratic families and rulers of super dynasties all know that the boundary between evil sects and righteous sects is not that clear.

The Blood Ancestor came from one of the Seven Evil Sects and was most likely a disciple of the late Blood Evil Sect's leader.

"Okay." Xue Yan was not worried about this at all. After all, there is a difference between good and evil, and who can predict what will happen in the future.

He nodded in agreement and was about to leave, but was stopped by Lao Wan.

"Your Majesty, can I join your clan?"

"Hehe, are you sure what you are talking about?" Xue Yan, who was holding Shangguan Jie, did not turn around, as if he had heard a joke.

After experiencing what happened last time, Wan Bugui felt very different when he saw Blood Ancestor again.

He thought about it afterwards, although the Demon Cultivator seemed scary, he didn't kill anyone that time.

The blood species is dangerous, but easy to deal with.

The struggle between the righteous is bound to involve innocent people. This alone is enough to prove that the Blood Ancestor is not a madman who enjoys killing.

"As a guard, I am very incompetent. I hope Your Majesty can give me a chance to make up for my state of mind."

Lao Wan's explanation made Xue Yan look back for the first time. He looked up and down carefully at this fusion cultivator whom he did not take seriously.

"If you are not afraid of death, just follow me."

boom!

After saying that, Xue Yan's body exploded on the spot, turning directly into blood mist and quickly escaping into the distance.

Lao Wan did not hesitate. He immediately threw out his magic weapon and followed without even saying hello to the head of the Shangguan family.

After returning the sign representing his status as a worshipper during the day, he was free.

Perhaps this powerful man himself does not know why he does this.

Maybe he wanted to make up for it, or maybe he subconsciously felt that this was the right thing to do.

The eyes can sometimes deceive us, but the feelings cannot.

The second young master was just an ordinary child, a scion of an aristocratic family with a somewhat pitiful fate.

Thinking back on the past few years, Lao Wan, who was flying, smiled with relief and chased after the bloody streak with the help of the bright starlight.

No matter what happens in the future, even if this child really turns into a devil one day, it is always good to have someone familiar around him!

Whoosh!

The fallen leaves blown by the wind returned to the ground, and the dense forest some distance away from Mofeng City became completely silent.

Shangguan Wuwei slowly raised his head and saw the starry sky through the gaps between the branches and leaves.

At this moment, as a father, he should feel sad and even cry about what happened to his son.

But the thought of breaking free from fate made the head of the Shangguan family couldn't help laughing.

Everything that is happening today may not be the best outcome.

If his son had not met Lin Xiao and had not stimulated the evil spirit in his body in advance, when the evil spirit awakened naturally, he would have only one way to go, which was to become a demon.

But now he not only has friends, such as Lao Wan who truly treats him well, but he has also experienced the affection brought by his younger brother's family. He is not the demon that everyone despises.

The destiny remains the same, but the ending is different.

Haha, damn fate!

Shangguan Wuwei sighed secretly, and the smile in his eyes was gradually replaced by a fierce look.

He took out his communication talisman and sent an unquestionable order to the chief elder of the family.

[From now on, Zhenxiu Pavilion will retain half of its revenue as usual and send it to Mofeng City every six months. In addition, no matter when and where, the Shangguan family will treat Lin Xiao as an honored guest. Everyone must remember the appearance of Young Master Lin and not delay or neglect him.]

[Patriarch, ask the Immortal Sect? ]

[You bullshit Wenxian Sect! Immediately have someone make a sign and put it up on all the Shangguan family’s properties: Wenxian Sect disciples and beasts are not allowed to enter! ]

The Great Elder, who already knew what had happened, was slow to respond, as if he was frightened by this crazy behavior.

In his opinion, the head of the family who lost his son was furious and irrational.

Little did they know that Shangguan Wuwei was very sober at this time.

Since the aristocratic families cannot escape the fate of being crushed by the sects no matter how hard they try, why not learn from that little girl and just make their lives more comfortable?

At worst, you can just start a war!

……

The head of the Shangguan family here started to go crazy because of his son, and Lin Tianze and others on the other side were almost going crazy.

The three of them came to the workshop that was guarded by layers of security. Except for the butler who had disappeared for a long time and looked somewhat familiar, everything in front of them seemed strange and unreal.

Looking around, there are ordinary buildings and chimneys that are constantly smoking, as if this is a brick kiln.

But every time you pass a door, the guards and workers are dressed differently, and all kinds of equipment are running day and night.

In the final core area, all the people in the workshop were wrapped tightly in strange white costumes.

"Master, this is the sterile suit that the eldest lady ordered people to develop. Anyone entering the workshop must wear this."

Uncle Kun took the cloak-shaped clothes curiously, but before he could take a closer look, he saw Lin Kong holding a large spray bottle, saying "I'm sorry", and spraying the three people non-stop.

"Ha, this is the disinfection the little girl talks about from time to time, right?"

"Yes."

The fully armed housekeeper Lin did not dare to be careless and strictly abided by the rules set by his mistress. No matter who the visitors were, he sprayed them inside and out before taking them into the secret place of the workshop after they had changed their clothes.

"Mother, Brother, you are indeed here."

Xiao Rou had sharp eyes and immediately found her mother and elder brother among a crowd of people dressed in the same manner.

Xiao Che, who had never left since he came in, finally waited for his sister to come. However, he didn't want to say anything more. He just waved his hand to signal the newcomer not to disturb him.

"Shh, don't talk. Elder Wangchen is mixing the liquid to make the elixir. Watch carefully."

When Xiao Rou realized that her mother didn't even bother to look at her, she realized the seriousness of the matter and quickly stood beside her eldest brother, looking up at the Seventh Elder Lin Wangchen who was concentrating on fiddling with various liquids.

[Brother, you guys, have you been here for a long time? ]

[Haha, my mother and I have never been out. Little sister, although monks don’t have reincarnation, I still want to say that you probably saved the world in your previous life.]

Otherwise, I wouldn’t have given birth to such a weird niece!

Xiao Che was extremely shocked by the subversion of the traditional alchemy model, but what he was most proud of was his niece's vision.

The little girl, who had only lived for more than twenty years, conveyed a new concept of governing the country to her uncle through the various magic of the workshop.

What kind of life do ordinary people want?

The requirement for everyone to practice cultivation is actually a last resort and is just a choice when there is no other choice.

Because everyone else is practicing, they are all cultivators, if you don’t practice you will be beaten.

What would happen if they had a strong person to ensure their safety and a stable job to support their lives?

Not everyone has spiritual roots, and everyone's talents vary. There is only one genius among ten thousand.

Everyone subconsciously chooses to take the path of cultivation, but the result is nothing more than diluting the resources for cultivation and creating countless cannon fodder in the universe, which will not bring any changes to the lower classes.

Most of these civilians in Mofeng City were moved here by Lin Kong from Shanglin City. The satisfied smiles on their faces made Xiao Che's heart move and gave him a very different perspective.

【Brother, what are you talking about? 】

Xiao Rou roughly guessed that it was related to her daughter, but she didn't understand why her brother would say such a thing at this time.

Facing his sister's puzzled look, Xiao Che shook his head, his eyes never leaving the bottles and jars.

[Little sister, as your uncle, I can’t see what Xiao Xiao is doing, but I have a feeling that the sect can never suppress her, and even this world can’t restrict that little girl. ]

Perhaps the issue of territorial stability that has troubled the dynasty for countless years will end in an absurd way in the future.

By then he would be able to know what his niece was thinking.