Chapter 738 The Man Behind the Scenes, the Ancestor

Qianhu of the Shadow Army took the dog-headed token and left as ordered. He acted quickly, like a pack of wolves coming out of their lair, and the evil spirit surged.

In the main hall of the Zhenfu Envoy.

It suddenly became empty.

Zhang Hao walked back and forth in the hall with his hands behind his back.

The oil lamps on the wall were beating, and under the dim light, you could see the proud and ambitious look on Zhang Hao's face.

"My godfather has gone into seclusion, and I am in sole control of the Shadow Army. This feeling is really intoxicating. Unfortunately, I am not the commander yet!"

Zhang Hao murmured to himself, his eyes shining with ambition.

He reached for the tea cup on the table, but his fingers suddenly froze because he saw his broken finger.

This finger was cut off by Yang Shou'an because he did something wrong.

Without warning, Zhang Hao's body trembled, his fingers trembled, and the image of Yang Shou'an in his mind quickly enlarged, occupying all his thoughts in an instant.

"ah--!"

He yelled, slapped the tea cup away, and smashed the table. There was fear, anger, resentment, and a trace of confusion on his face.

But in the end, all the looks turned into one of madness and confidence.

"What am I afraid of? What am I afraid of?! I have nothing to be afraid of!"

Zhang Hao asked three times in a row, questioning his own heart, his tone changed from a question to an affirmative, his face was full of ferocity, and his eyes became more and more fierce.

"My godfather is in seclusion. The fifth elder also said that my godfather will probably not be able to escape this disaster. He was plotted by the immortal pharaoh of the Shura tribe!"

"Who is the Immortal Pharaoh? He is the overlord of the Shura tribe in Northern Xinjiang who has lived for the second life. My godfather is definitely going to die. He will not survive!"

"The commander of the Shadow Army is mine. If this guy Tian Yong dares to argue with me, he is courting death. He is courting death!"

Zhang Hao growled like a mad dog in heat, his eyes turned red.

In the past, Yang Shou'an was like a big mountain, pressing down on his head, making him look up, gasping and bowing. Now, the mountain is about to collapse, and Zhang Hao feels "great freedom!"

The air seems to be much sweeter.

Sensing the opportunity, Zhang Hao did not hesitate to kill his biggest competitor Tian Yong, clearing the way for his promotion.

Now, although he is not the commander yet, he has become the leader of the Shadow Army and the powerful boss.

Then, Tian Yong's death was blamed on Youzhi, the king of the Scythe Army, Gao Youyi was implicated, and the sword was pointed at Liu Tianhe who was behind Gao Youyi.

Liu Tianhe has been making small moves recently. He is the leader of the Shadow Army, so how could he not know that Liu Tianhe's actions are suspected of rebellion.

"If we can find relevant evidence that Elder Liu Tianhe initiated the unrest, and arrest Liu Tianhe so that he can meet with the clan leader, then there will be great achievements that will shock the Emperor City!"

"My godfather and the clan leader are at odds with each other. The clan leader is as afraid of his godfather as Han Yuan. If I have great achievements at this time, I will surely take over and become the new commander!"

"hiss--!"

Zhang Hao's thoughts were rolling. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air and couldn't help but cheer for himself.

This series of plans is watertight and interlocking, and it takes advantage of the loopholes in people's hearts. It is even bold enough to dare to use a knife on the head of the elder Liu Tianhe.

This is completely in line with the insidious and vicious style of Zhang Hao, the leader of the Shadow Army. Although he seems crazy, he is step by step, well-founded, and moves steadily. If he doesn't move, he will be killed.

"If I succeed by then and my godfather unfortunately passes away in seclusion, I will definitely go to his grave during the Tomb-Sweeping Day next year and put a few more sticks of incense and some paper money, because my godfather taught me this. a ha ha ha……"

Zhang Hao was full of ambition and laughed proudly, everything was under control.

After venting his emotions, Zhang Hao calmed down and began to carefully think about the loopholes in this plan.

In the main hall, it was very quiet. The oil lamp danced, attracting mosquitoes to fly over. It exploded with a "pop" sound, making a soft sound that could be clearly heard in the main hall.

"Yang!" Zhang Hao suddenly shouted.

In the shadow of the main hall, a figure appeared like a ghost.

"Baby, meet your godfather!"

This person is clearly Yang Qian.

This former fugitive from Baidi City was summoned by his ancestors after entering Tiandi City. He had a glorious life as a "human master", but was later forgotten and gradually disappeared from everyone, going to Zui Chun Tower. Was thrown out by the madam.

Later, he met Yang Shou'an, and then he turned around and became a glorious shadow guard. He was favored by Zhang Hao and became his godfather, becoming a sharp knife in Zhang Hao's hand.

"When you killed Tian Yong, you didn't leave any flaws, right?!" Zhang Hao asked, staring at Yang Si with burning eyes.

Yang Qi bowed and said: "Don't worry, godfather, there are no flaws. The murderer of this case will eventually be traced to Sickle Army King Youzhi."

Zhang Hao felt relieved, smiled and nodded, but suddenly remembered that Yang Shou'an would touch his head at this time.

So, he also reached out and touched Yang's head.

Yang Si stretched his neck forward so that Zhang Hao could touch it comfortably.

Zhang Hao sensed this scene and laughed.

He didn't seem to feel it himself. In his heart, he hoped that Yang Shou'an would die and that he would rise to power, but he didn't know that his every word and deed was imitating Yang Shou'an.

"Presumably, Wang Youzhi has been arrested now. It's time for me to pay a visit to the fifth elder, and then check out the fifth elder's tone to see if my godfather is really going to die. Don't suddenly leave seclusion. , That would scare a person to death!" Zhang Hao muttered, his eyes twinkling.

He turned around to pick out a gift from the treasure house and hurried away.

The lights in Liu Wuhai's elder's hall have not been turned off yet.

In fact, Liu Wuhai had not rested for many days. He smoked a dry tobacco pot with a tired face, puffed out smoke, and frowned.

Next to him sat Liu Liuhai, who also rarely smoked a dry tobacco pot and kept sighing.

"Liuhai, what do you think is going on in the family recently? I always feel like someone is deliberately causing chaos!" Liu Wuhai said.

Liu Liuhai nodded and said, "I feel the same way, but after searching for a long time, I couldn't find any clues."

"The patriarch is also very strange. After having a quarrel with Dahai that day, he closed the door to thank guests. The door of the main hall is closed until now. I don't know what he is doing."

Liu Liuhai's tone was quite complaining.

"By the way, Liuhai, I heard that many people in your sickle army have died recently?!" Liu Wuhai suddenly asked.

Liu Liuhai nodded, "Many people died, but most of them were peripheral personnel with foreign surnames."

Liu Wuhai was surprised: "Didn't you say before that the Sickle Army is now a member of our Liu family?!"

Liu Liuhai sighed: "That's for the clan leader to hear! You really believe it!"

"In fact, the Sickle Army is divided into peripheral personnel and internal elites. Although I often tell the clan leader that the Sickle Army is now all members of the Liu clan, there are actually many peripheral personnel composed of people with other surnames."

"The Sickle Army is responsible for patrolling the Eastern Territory and guarding the borders. There are often casualties. If they were all members of the Liu family, not to mention the various complicated forces outside, we would not even dare to imagine the casualties among our clan members!"

"For example, in this turmoil, so many people from the Sickle Army died, mostly peripheral personnel. Not many members of our Liu family died."

When Liu Wuhai heard this, he sighed and looked Liu Liuhai up and down, thinking that Liu Liuhai was not sincere and actually lied to the clan leader.

Liu Liuhai snorted coldly: "I asked my ancestor for instructions, and my ancestor agreed!"

Liu Wuhai choked and had nothing to say.

Our ancestors are greater than the sky!

"By the way, you said that the family was in turmoil this time, why didn't the ancestor stop it?!" Liu Wuhai suddenly whispered out of curiosity.

Liu Liuhai's eyes flashed and he thought: "I think our ancestors must have deep meaning."

"My ancestor is going to the Immortal Realm soon. I guess my ancestor may want to clear out the bugs in the family and restore the family tradition before leaving!"

"Reorganizing the family tradition? Cleaning out the moths?!" Liu Wuhai was stunned for a moment, unable to react.

Liu Liuhai whispered: "Wuhai, you don't know how many prisoners are in Yang Shou'an's prison."

"Except for the spies and vicious gangsters of the enemy forces, the rest of these prisoners are all members of our Liu family. Every day, members of our clan are sent to the guillotine."

"Today, our Liu family has a big business and is a well-deserved giant family in the Taixu world. However, many members of the family sell family information and resources for their own selfish interests, and even do not hesitate to betray their own brothers and sisters, assassinate or frame them."

Liu Wuhai's eyes widened when he heard this, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Then, he felt ashamed in his heart and said: "From now on, I can't be idle like this. I also have to contribute to the family, hey!"

He blamed himself deeply.

Liu Liuhai smiled, patted his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, everything is under the control of our ancestors!"

"Yang Shou'an has been in seclusion, and there are reports of his fate not long ago. I think the second choice our ancestors gave Yang Shou'an was just for this moment, to attract those guys who were suppressed by Yang Shou'an to jump out and come to It’s time to catch them all in one go!”

Speaking of this, Liu Liuhai's eyes flashed, and he said: "How could our ancestors watch Yang Shou'an die?! Let's not talk about anything else, let's just talk about Yang Shou'an's skills and ruthlessness. Our ancestors need such a sharp blade. ! His old man..."

Liu Liuhai was analyzing like this, and suddenly found Liu Wuhai looking at him with an obsessed and dull look on his face, and couldn't help but suddenly stopped talking.

Liu Wuhai said: "Liu Hai, I have known you for so many years, and this is the first time I realize how smart you are. Why didn't I think of this?"

Liu Liuhai laughed proudly.

"It's not difficult to surmise. Think about it, during the time of bulldozers in the previous life of our ancestors in Scorpio City, our Liu family also reached its peak. We had the title of one clan, one city, and had thirteen Taibao and eight heavenly kings to suppress the world. But then the family was in turmoil, and our ancestors did similar things."

At that time, the ancestor suppressed the family rebellion, killed many clan members who were strong-willed, and then forcibly divided the Scorpion Continent into thirteen islands. The thirteen branches of the Liu family lived on one island respectively, separated by the ocean, and thus preserved the Liu family's Bloodline.

Liu Wuhai trembled all over, as if he remembered something, and said in surprise: "You mean, the ancestors will divide the Taixu Realm into several pieces like they did back then, and then redistribute the family to all parts of the continent, so as to continue the family. …”

Liu Liuhai smiled mysteriously and said, "I didn't say that..."

In the Palace of Heavenly Emperor.

Majestic and solemn, an incense burner emits white smoke.

Ancestor Liu Fan sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, looking majestic.

Suddenly, his ears twitched and the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a smile.

"Rikkai...hehe...not bad!"

ps: Please vote, happy National Day, happy Mid-Autumn Festival, the author is tired of coding, and he has no time for holidays.

I wanted to save the third update yesterday and publish it today, and then I went out to play a little bit today, but it was all published at once, and I couldn’t play it today, and I had to code.

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