Underworld exchange group

Chapter 506 Rebellion
Infinite surprises bloomed in Sange's eyes, and his pale lips trembled slightly, "Xiaodie, slap in the face..."

Zhuang Zhuang said: "Wang, and Ben Wang."

Xiaodie introduced: "He is an old dog who can sing."

San Ge said excitedly: "It's great to meet you... I thought I would never have the chance to meet you."

Xiaodie said, "Sister Sange, what happened?"

The joy on Sange's face froze, and his eyes dimmed.

Slapping noticed Young Master Dong and his maid beside him, and asked directly, "We heard that you are going to be arrested and sent to the palace to serve as the third prince's charge to close the furnace. Is this true?"

Sange nodded.

Zhang Fan's face darkened: "San Ge, you are a ghost messenger from the underworld, a majestic ninth-rank spiritual official, how can you be a furnace for others, I'm going to ask the patriarch of the Qiu family, who gave him the courage? How dare you despise the underworld like this!!"

Seeing the angry look on Zhang Fan's face, Sange said with worry in his eyes, "Slap in the face, don't be impulsive, and you can't say they forced me."

"The Qiu family raised me after all, my grandfather, my uncle, my aunt..."

"They are kind to me"

Zhang Fan's face became even colder.

"Yes?"

"The gatekeepers all said that you were a coolie exiled by your family to the underworld...is this called You En?"

Sange knew that she couldn't justify it, but she was worried that Zhang Fan, Xiaodie and the others would be involved: "The matter of the cauldron...is just talking, it hasn't been settled, and I haven't agreed yet?"

"Hey..." Zhang Fan sighed, "San Ge, don't lie to us, they have already cut off all contact with the outside world, look at the place where you live, the door is locked, it's almost like a prison, To put it bluntly, you have been placed under house arrest."

Sangeben wanted to defend herself, but her situation already explained everything.

Couldn't help but shed two lines of tears.

It's the default.

She was forced to enter the palace to be the furnace of the third prince.

"Don't worry, I won't agree, I will ask grandpa tomorrow..."

Zhang Fan said coldly: "Please grandpa? Don't be stupid, the whole Immortal Dynasty knows about the fact that he sent you into the palace as a furnace, even the Beast Taming Immortal on the side of the road knows, and will you go back on it? You I thought why your family spent so much effort to send you to the underworld to be a ghost messenger, because it gave you a layer of status, a ninth-rank spiritual official, so that your status can be improved, and the weight of sending you to the third prince is also heavier. The contribution of the family is naturally greater."

A voice suddenly appeared outside the courtyard: "Bitch girl, who are these people?"

"You're talking nonsense here."

Zhang Fan heard the reputation and looked around, and saw a group of people approaching, two middle-aged couples were in the lead, and there was a woman behind, and it was that woman who was talking.Behind them are all maids and servants with their heads bowed.

This middle-aged woman looks mean, with a hooked nose and extremely thin lips.

"Uncle, Aunt, Uncle, Aunt...Aunt Rong."

When Sange saw the person coming, there was a bit of fear in his eyes.

Aunt Rong who spoke was just a servant of the Qiu family, and Sange had to address her respectfully, which showed that her status in this family was really infinitely low.The lady called Aunt Rong had a fierce look in her eyes: "Who are you and how did you get in here?"

Master Dong said, "I brought it in."

Seeing Young Master Dong, Aunt Rong immediately put on a smile and said, "It's Young Master Dong."

"Master Dong, you are still young, you don't know how people are unpredictable, and how many people in our Qiu family want to climb up..."

Zhang Fan looked at these people indifferently.

"Sange Guicha, they are your so-called relatives, right?"

Sange nodded.

Relatives, it sounds so strange. These people in front of me are her relatives, but they are also the murderers who forced her father to death and her mother. They abused her, insulted her, and exploited her since she was a child. If it weren't for her tough character, she would have gone crazy up.

These people were the devil to her.

Zhang Fan said: "I am the eighth-rank parade of the underworld, and I am here today to bring Sange back to the underworld."

"what?"

As soon as Zhang Fan said this, the entire crowd immediately went into an uproar.

The aunt's eyes widened and said: "Are you kidding me? The bitch has already been booked and sent to the palace. How can she go back to the underworld?"

"Bad girl, the Qiu family gave birth to you and raised you. If it weren't for the Qiu family, you would have died a long time ago. Do you want to be ungrateful?"

Sange lowered his head and said, "Auntie, I haven't forgotten..."

"How dare I forget..."

The eldest aunt sneered: "Hmph, it's best not to dare."

Sange clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and suddenly raised his head and said, "I will never forget the Qiu family's kindness to me, but I have worked for so many years, and I should pay back what I owe. If it is not enough, I can Pay it back again, but... I don't want to enter the palace as a furnace."

"Bitch!"

"You want to die?"

Zhang Fan turned around and stopped in front of Sange, looking at the Qiu family indifferently: "Sange Guichai's meaning is very clear, she...doesn't want to, do you want to force her?"

"To be used as a furnace for others is to be a slut."

"It's worse than murder and arson!"

The uncle said slowly: "You are an eighth-rank spiritual official in the underworld, right? Sange is a descendant of our Qiu family, and her affairs are naturally arranged by my Qiu family. Besides, it depends on who will be the furnace." , that will be used as a cauldron for our Highness the Third Prince. I don’t know how many women have struggled for this opportunity, but we managed to win it for her..."

"Hahaha……"

Zhang Fan was really laughed out of anger, "You are a whore and you still want to set up a memorial archway. Your Qiu family is really good. Back then, you were able to kill Sange Guichai's father and force her mother away. I knew it." Who are you guys?"

"Bastard, who are you talking to, big or small!"

Before Zhang Fan finished speaking, everyone was furious.

Aunt Rong even jumped out directly: "Boy, this is not a hell, you are not allowed to be presumptuous, even a mere eighth-rank spiritual official dares to act wildly, even you Lord Yan has come, you have to be respectful."

"Do you know who this is? Do you know who you are talking to?"

"You bastard, open your dog eyes and see clearly, this is the current Sima"

Zhang Fan's eyes remained indifferent, his voice was unhurried, but it spread like thunder: "Today, Sange Guichai must be taken away in this parade."

Many guests were sitting in the main residence of the Qiu family, drinking and having fun.

Mr. Qiu Jin stood up abruptly, and looked to the southwest corner: "That's not Qiuqing's yard."

"Let's go and see."

Mr. Qiu Jin frowned slightly: "Everyone, take it easy."

The group quickly followed Qiu Jin's pace.

The eldest aunt pointed at Zhang Fan angrily: "I don't care what kind of bastard spiritual official you are. Taking some of your mana is like running wild in my Qiu's house? Let the retainers come over and chop it up for me."

"Okay ma'am"

The retainer who felt the quickest was the man who thought his face was blue.

"Big slap in the face..."

Sange suddenly became nervous.

She grew up in this family, so of course she knows the strength of these people. Those who look at the door are all first-rank comprehension worlds who are comparable to her. Those who can enter the house as retainers must be above second rank, and the leader of the retainers must be an immortal.

The person in front of him is the Immortal of Transcending Tribulation.

The existence of three products.

And her uncle is of course more powerful, not to mention her grandfather.

The uncle shook his head at Sange and said, "Xiaoqing, you let me down too much." He also sighed a long time.

"Since you look down on Lingguan so much and despise the underworld so much, then don't blame me for being merciless." Although Zhang Fan's tone was flat, his murderous intent became stronger and stronger.

The uncle sneered: "Lingguan? Hell?"

"Hahaha, it's just that you treat yourself like a green onion. In the eyes of this official, the underworld is just a joke. It's just a stepping stone for my Qiu family to use."

"A group of lonely ghosts!"

With a clang sound, the seven-foot long sword of the leader of the retainers flew into the air, and the finger of the sword in his hand moved forward suddenly, and the long sword that flew up to the high school turned into a ray of light and shot towards Zhang Fan.

Third Grade Cultivation Realm is no joke.

And the sword qi is upright, and its power seems to be much stronger than the sword light of Shihu Shi Sanxing that day.

"Humph!"

Zhang Fan snorted softly, and recited a spell in his mouth. The golden charm in his mouth kept flying out, and it didn't take long to fill the entire small courtyard. I haven't taught you about the sword and shield storm on the fourth floor of the tactic.

(End of this chapter)