"Shangguan xiannephew, do you have anything else to say?"

Ximen Qingcang has a gloomy face.

At this time, the Shangguan WangXuan seems to have accepted the fate of failure.

The moment they returned from Ximen Qingcang, their plans were all in vain.

Shangguan WangXuan understood this, so he just put on a show: "let the old man down."

"Go down together and lock him up with the little beast of Ximen Hongjie!"

Ximen Qingcang indifferently ordered.

With the capture of all the souls of the anti saints, the anti saints have been unable to turn any waves.

However, Yehong knows that this factional dispute is far from over.

The poisoned Ma Zhen is still at ease.

In the future, Ximen Qingcang will also clear up the mistakes made by these anti saints.

As well as the Shangguan family in this fight for power in the end how much force, presumably Ximen Qingcang is also very interested.

It seems that the turmoil will continue for some time.

But it's none of Yehong's business.

After saving Ximen Qingcang, the enmity between him and Ximen family will come to an end.

This saving grace, let Night Hong become Ximen Qingcang's life-saving benefactor.

In the future, even if the Ximen family wants to turn the tables on Yehong, they have to weigh whether they can afford to bear the reputation of ingratitude.

But Yehong's purpose of coming to Ximen family is not over.

It has not been confirmed whether the person who gave the threat letter to Murong Chuo was anti holy.

At the same time, the incomplete photo of the intelligence, also no conclusion.

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In this regard, even if Ximen Qingcang poison injury just clear, the body is not healed, but also gladly agreed.

It's been a long day, and night has come.

Or that small wooden house, at this time only night Hong and Ximen Qingcang two people.

A large number of family guards patrol outside the yard to prevent anyone from approaching.

Inside, night Hong handed the photo to Ximen Qingcang, and at the same time paid close attention to his look.

"Huaiyonglu... What a distant memory."

Ximen Qingcang looked at the picture, his eyes were full of reminiscence, but there was no anger or resentment.

It is said that the middle ancient people and the four Jue are the hatred of generations. Is it possible that the rumor is wrong?

"The night counselor must have heard of the catastrophe forty years ago?"

Seeing Yehong nodding, Ximen Qingcang sighed and continued: "in those days, all the rumors from the outside world were that our ancient clan and the four Jue competed for the four cooking utensils.

As a matter of fact, our ancient people have no interest in those four trinkets. "

Ximen Qingcang's old face showed a touch of irony: "what most people don't know is that the so-called four cooking utensils are really the first-class magical things between heaven and earth.

Every once in a while, they appear mysteriously in some place in the burning country.

Every time you appear, you will only recognize four people, that is, four unique kitchen gods.

But no matter whether the four unique kitchen gods are alive or dead, the four kitchen utensils will disappear after a certain period of time, waiting for the next birth.

So even if our ancient people grab the four kitchen utensils, they can't be used at all, unless we grab the four Jue kitchen gods together.

Therefore, our relationship with the four unique characters is not what the outside world thinks.

In fact, we are not only enemies, but also good friends. "

Hear Ximen Qingcang's words, night Hong's heart can't help but produce full of astonishment.

Nani?!