"It's okay." Jiang Yingying took a deep breath and stood up, her face full of helplessness. She shook her head slightly and began to clean up the messy house.

Xie Quzhen walked to her side and asked, "That Jiang Xia just now?"

"He is my father." Jiang Yingying packed up her things and said expressionlessly: "My father is a gambler. He is addicted to gambling every day. Later, he lost everything and owed a lot of money."

When Jiang Yingying said this, she came to the puppy she raised, held the puppy and touched the puppy's forehead.

The puppy licked the back of her hand.

Jiang Yingying continued, "My mother later jumped off the building and committed suicide because of this incident."

"This house belongs to my grandfather. He left it to me before his death."

When Xie Quzhen heard this, she frowned and asked, "Then is your father coming back this time for this house?"

"Yeah." Jiang Yingying nodded, and she said, "He wants to leave this house. It is obvious that a good home has been broken by him."

When he said this, Jiang Yingying took a deep breath and said to Xie Quzhen: "Thank you just now, but this matter has nothing to do with you, so you should leave."

"This is the dinner I brought to you." Xie Quzhen said: "If he comes back and still causes trouble for you, you can call me at any time."

"It's really not necessary." Jiang Yingying said: "I'm saving money. As long as I have enough money, I can move to a place where he can never find me again."

Xie Quzhen has heard that Jiang Yingying had not studied a few years ago, but instead started working to make money.

But she basically saved up all the money she earned, and life was quite difficult.

Xie Quzhen turned around and left.

It was getting dark, and there was no moonlight above the sky tonight.

The entire ground seemed to be covered by darkness.

Lin Fan sat on the sofa, closing his eyes and practicing.

Bailong and Guxue had already returned to their house to sleep.

At about one o'clock in the morning, the sound of the door opening came from the door.

Lin Fan opened his eyes and looked towards the door. Wang Guo came in from outside the door. He saw Lin Fan sitting cross-legged on the sofa and asked, "Brother, aren't you sleeping yet?"

"I can't sleep even before you come back." Lin Fan asked, "How is it? Have you figured out the situation on the Illusion Sect clearly?"

"Yeah." Wang Guocai came to Lin Fan and sat down. He took out a map and handed it to Lin Fan: "This is the topographic map of the Illusion Gate. In addition, the situation in the Illusion Gate is worse than we imagined. There is basically no force supporting the Nanmen River."

"The only ones that support Nanmen River are some demons in the Phantom Spirit Realm and Transformation Realm, and there are not many."

Lin Fan nodded: "Yes."

Wang Guocai said anxiously: "Brother, why don't you look surprised or surprised at all. Just the situation of the Illusion Sect, if we help..."

"If there is support from Nanmen River in the Illusion Sect, it will not be able to cooperate with people like us." Lin Fan laughed: "After all, we have only that strength and not many people."

Obviously, Nanmenhe had no other choice, so he could only cooperate with a few of them.

Lin Fan took the map in his hand and looked through it. The Illusion Gate had quite a lot of buildings, even compared to the Cangjian Sect.

"How long can Nanmen Chi Xiao, the leader of the Illusion Realm Sect, live?" Lin Fan asked.

Wang Guo, who was standing beside him, shook his head: "I only know that my life will be short, but there is no accurate time to die when it will die."

"We must help Nanmenhe become the leader before Nanmen Chixiao dies, otherwise there will be no chance." Lin Fan put down the map in his hand.

To be honest, this is a bit difficult enough.

For large forces like the Illusion Sect, the change of sect leader is actually a struggle for the forces behind it.

Whoever gets more support will be more likely to become the leader.

Now, Nanmenquan has received the support of most people in the Illusion Sect. How can you fight?

Thinking of this, Lin Fan sighed slightly in his heart.

"Forget it, you can rest early, don't think so much for the time being." Lin Fan said to the kingdom.

When Wang Guo first entered the room to sleep, Lin Fan took out his cell phone, hesitated for a while, and then called Nanmenhe.

...

The place where the Illusion Gate is located is on a rare plain.

This plain is actually in a good terrain. If it develops normally, new cities or various projects should be built here.

After all, it is only 40 minutes away from the provincial capital Xuzhou City.

But this area has not been developed. In the eyes of ordinary people, this area is a wasteland.

It seemed that there was a real estate developer boss who wanted to develop this place, but before it could be implemented, he died suddenly at home.

Then there were rumors that this place was once a mass grave and was cursed.

Later, no one had the idea of ​​developing this place.

Over time, this place was completely forgotten.

Deep in the plain, there is a huge town.

This town is not as modern as it is now, but is all made of wooden buildings, giving people an antique feeling.

The town is not too big.

This is the headquarters of the Illusion Sect.

This town was erased even on the map.

The surroundings of the town are for ordinary members of the Illusion Sect to live in.

At the center, there is a large mansion with three in and three out, which looks like the place where the landlord lived in the past.

On the top of the house, there are three big characters hanging: Nanmen Mansion.

In a house in the Nanmen Mansion, Nanmen Chixiao sat in a pavilion.

Nanmen Chixiao is already in her nineties and has wrinkles on her face.

Isn’t there a saying in Nanmenhe that I was in my fifties?

Perhaps he is very fond of Nanmen River, and there are also reasons for this.

Nanmen Chi Xiao sat in the pavilion, and an old man in his seventies stood behind him.

"Master of the Sect, there has been a lot of movement below recently." The old man whispered.

"What's the movement?" Nanmen Chixiao sat in the pavilion. He pointed to the stone chair in front of him: "Kuang Fu, sit down."

"Yes." Kuang Fu nodded respectfully.

Kuang Fu is the absolute confidant of Nanmen Chi Xiao and does not assume any position in the Illusion Sect.

But he is the closest person to Nanmen Chi Xiao, like a shadow.

No one dares to underestimate Kuang Fu.

"Tell me, what's the noise?" Nanmen Chi Xiao asked expressionlessly.

Kuang Fu glanced at Nanmen Chi Xiao, but did not speak.
Chapter completed!