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Chapter 94 Expulsion

When he was young, Shangguan Qianhe was favored by him because of his excellent talent. Finally, he shined brilliantly in the religious trials, won the favor of the sect, and became the entry-level disciple of the Broken Star Sect.

In the next few years, he made steady progress in the Broken Star Sect, skyrocketed, and once became the pride of the Shangguan family.

When Shangguan Qianhe was 40 years old, because of stealing treasures, he was expelled from the sect, and his spiritual power and spells were abolished. He was expelled down the mountain like a useless person. .

When he was young, he was high-spirited and vigorous, and he had never tasted the pain of defeat, but when he was young, he was deprived of all his martial arts and became like a useless person, like a piece of garbage, thrown from the Diancang Mountain of the Broken Star Sect Outside the mountain gate.

Shangguan has been modest and decadent for several years, drunk and dreaming all day long, receiving verbal abuse, ridicule, and even beatings.

Shangguan Zhanhai did not know how many times he had carried him back from restaurants and restaurants. Seeing such a depressed son, he couldn't bear to blame him, so he could only feel even more sad, and wanted to say a marriage for him, so as to cheer him up again.

But at that time, those famous ladies in the capital had already faced the notorious Shangguan Qian and avoided the femme fatale, which girl would dare to marry him?

It wasn't until later that he married Fan's family that everything gradually improved.

He started to practice spells again, but when he was abolished in martial arts in the early years, he damaged the foundation stone. Now that his points are limited, no matter how hard he practices, it will be difficult to achieve anything.

Shangguan Zhanhai was afraid that he finally decided to live a good life, and was hit by this incident so that he would have nothing to love, so he thought about it and divided him into a shop and farm, so that he could start learning business and change his ambitions.

How many years has it been good?

Shangguan Zhanhai's cultivation has reached the bottleneck period, he urgently wants to deal with the secular world at home, and then travel and travel to break through the bottleneck.

No matter how young he looks, he can't resist his 190-year-old age.

He no longer has much energy to follow behind his descendants and clean up the mess.

Now that Master Guoshi came to the door in person to speak, no matter how reluctant Shangguan Zhanhai was, he still had to make a painful decision.

"What does the father want? The son has no complaints."

As soon as the words fell, Fan Shi and Shangguan Jinglan spoke almost at the same time.

"Ah Qian?"

"Father?"

Shangguan modestly stretched out his hand, motioning them to silence, the disaster they caused by themselves must not implicate the entire Shangguan family.

Shangguan Zhanhai sighed heavily, "I want to take back all the fields, shops, and manors in your hands, and I want you to make a written statement. From now on, you will not set foot in the capital again, and you are not allowed to complain to anyone."

Shangguan Zhanhai was silent for a long time, and finally said: "Go back to the old house, you will never step out of Qinghe Town again in your life."

"Father, you can't do this to us."

"Grandfather, why is it all our fault? Is it true that she, Shangguan Pianruo, has nothing wrong with her?"

Fan Xuejing and Shangguan Jinglan tried their best to argue hoarsely, but was interrupted by Shangguan modestly. He still bowed deeply to Shangguan Zhanhai respectfully, "I will follow my father's order, and we will leave tomorrow."

"Aqian, are you crazy?"

"Father, how could you agree so hastily?"

Back to Qinghe Town, I will never take a single step in this life.

They have long been used to the prosperous and prosperous days in the capital, and they returned there empty-handed, guarding the one-third of an acre of land, should they be allowed to plow the land for a living?

This is no less than exile, and what is the difference between killing them?
"Shut up." Shangguan Qianhe categorically stopped the hoarse mother and son, and said expressionlessly: "Let's go back and pack our luggage, and set off for Qinghe Town at dawn."

He has been self-willed and proud all his life, and he has tasted the ups and downs from the top to the bottom, and he has seen with his own eyes that his daughter, whom he regards as a treasure, suffers such a catastrophe and becomes no different from a fool.

It's better to go to Qinghe Town, at least, it's quiet there.

The four of them are together, let go of the extraneous things that they cared about before, it is relaxed and stable, what's wrong with it?

If they continue to stay here, and the mountain of Master Guoshi comes over, how long can these ants survive?

His eyes were full of desolation, his father abandoned them and chose Shangguan Pianruo, but it was because Shangguan Pianruo had something to rely on, so he just watched, how long can Master Guoshi protect her?
When the royal family launches an attack, the master of the state will exert pressure, and the two giant mountains will be pressed down. How long will the Shangguan family be able to withstand it?
Don't worry, he has plenty of time, wait slowly, and he will always have a chance to avenge the expulsion of the injured woman.

At this time, Shangguan Pianruo, who was the source of their criticism, was lying on a brand-new quilt, sleeping in the most beautiful sleep she had had since she came to this world.

The pale pink lips are smashed, and the long eyelashes, like cicada wings, are attached to the closed eyes, like a baby, with a faint smile on the corner of the mouth.

Ming Yeli stood quietly in front of her bed, with dark swirls in her amber eyes, staring closely at Pianruo's sleeping face, sighed inaudibly before turning around leave.

At the same time, in an extremely remote street on Hell Street, even the number of shark oil lamps has gradually become rare.

The wide street was deserted and getting darker. At the end of the road, a black figure skillfully opened one of the doors, walked through the long dark corridor, and arrived at a wide and bright hall.

The perennial shark oil lamp illuminates the place extremely brightly, with a faint blue light.

The black figure gently turned the lamp base of one of the shark oil lamps, and under the main hall of the hall, an extremely luxurious tiger-head chair started to rotate on the spot.

On the other side of the turn, another long passage appeared.

The black figure flashed in very quickly, and the tiger head chair returned to its original position immediately, as if nothing had happened.

Under the passage, there is a hole in the sky.

It seems to be an underground city built under the underground city.

The air is mixed with the salty smell that is exclusive to shark oil lamps, there is no wind, not even the flames dance.

I don't know what kind of formation is used here to build countless stone rooms. A black figure enters one of the secret rooms without hesitation. A woman in a fiery red skirt is leaning on a black invisible Out of material chaise or above doze off.

The exquisite face was gradually revealed in front of the black figure, the woman in red opened her eyes suddenly, and asked in a very lazy voice: "What's the result?"

The black figure tore off the black veil on her face, revealing a slightly mediocre but feminine face. She lowered her head and said apologetically to the woman in red, "Mission failed."

(End of this chapter)