Sword Breaks Nine Heavens

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The people of Zhongzhou talked endlessly, and rumors spread all over the world.

All forces secretly acted to retaliate against the Duanmu family's industry and business.

The dark tide was raging on the Zhongzhou mainland, and the Duanmu family suddenly fell into dire straits, chaotic and embarrassed.

Duanmu's house was in chaos, everyone was panicked, a lot of rumors spread, and some people even absconded privately.

All the elders and deacons were very busy and exhausted physically and mentally.

However, the three destroyed pharmacies have to be restored, countless industries and businesses have to be kept running, and the shortage of medicinal materials has to be solved.

However, these problems are very difficult and cannot be solved in a few days or months.

Coupled with the retaliation from various forces in Zhongzhou, the Duanmu family suffered from enemies on all sides, and the situation became increasingly dangerous and difficult.

Soon, Duanmu's huge mountain began to fall apart and disintegrate.

Originally, Duanmu's family had a panacea pavilion and many shops in hundreds of cities in Zhongzhou.

In just three days, the panacea pavilions and shops in each city were closed and closed down, unable to operate and trade normally.

Those forces that cooperated with the Duanmu family to operate the pill business have also been severely affected and are difficult to maintain.

Many small forces attached to the Duanmu family collapsed one after another.

Those forces that can still survive, had to give up cooperating with the Duanmu family, and instead look for new backers to find a way to survive.

The big tree of the Duanmu family fell, and it ended up as a tree collapsed and scattered. From the eternal family that was sought after by countless forces, it became a shabby household that is hard to protect.

Seeing the encounter and situation of the Duanmu family, not only the major powers are deeply moved, but ordinary people also understand that the Duanmu family is over!

Duanmu's house, who fell into the abyss from the clouds, would hardly have a chance to stand up again.

There are too many powerful forces staring at the Duanmu family, and they will never give the Duanmu family time to recover.

Those forces will take the opportunity to stomped a foot, leaving Duanmu family in a desperate situation!

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In the middle of the night, the night was heavy.

Duanmu Mansion, a hundred miles north of Qingmu City, should have fallen asleep in the night, silent.

However, Duanmu family has been in chaos and anxiety these days.

Even in the middle of the night, the mansion was still brightly lit, and there were shadowy figures shaking, running back and forth.

In the depths of the house, there were even more comments from servants and family members, and the crying of children made the atmosphere quite sad.

In the master's study, Duan Muhuang was sitting on the big chair in front of the desk, resting his eyes closed and head up.

His breath is a bit vain, his face is very embarrassed, his eyes are still bloodshot, and his body is full of strong hostility.

For four full days, he hardly closed his eyes, and was exhausted in order to stabilize the situation and the hearts of the Duanmu family.

At this moment, he can close his eyes and squint for a while, which is a rare relaxation.

But even if he closed his eyes, he was still thinking about the family business in his mind, so he couldn't take it easy.

At this moment, a guard walked quickly into the study.

He held a secret letter in both hands and bowed to report: "Open to the Patriarch, someone has just sent this secret letter to your subordinates personally.

Duan Muhuang opened his eyes, stretched out his hand to make a false move, and took the secret letter into his hand.

He opened the secret letter and glanced at it, and his energy was shocked. The fatigue and fatigue in his eyes were swept away, and a light flashed.

"Get out!"

Duan Muhuang shouted and asked the guard to exit the study.

After he looked down at the complete sealed letter, there was a hint of hope in his eyes, and he whispered in a low voice: "The Lord has called me to discuss matters in person at this time. I must have learned about the medicine garden.

I am worried that there is no strong help. The secret letter from the Lord came in time. Maybe our Duanmu family can be saved! "

Thinking of this, Duanmuhuang quickly put away the secret letter, got up and walked out of the study.

He exhorted the two elders a few words, then left Duanmu mansion alone, turned into a streamer and flew into the night sky, flying towards the north.

After all, he is a great powerhouse in the Soul Refining Realm, and his flying speed is incredible, which is by no means comparable to an ordinary Heavenly Origin Realm powerhouse.

After a few hours, a long night passed, and dawn was about to come.

At this time, Duanmuhuang had already left the ancient jungle of Mang, and stopped above a mountain range a hundred miles away from Zhongzhou City.

In that mountain range, there is a majestic peak that reaches thousands of feet.

There is an exquisite and luxurious manor on the top of the mountain, including several magnificent palaces, rows of houses and buildings.

"Huh!"

Duan Muhuang descended from the sky and landed outside the gate of the manor.

At the gate, in addition to a dozen ordinary guards, there is also a middle-aged man dressed as a housekeeper, waiting quietly.

Seeing Duan Muhuang's arrival, the middle-aged butler quickly bowed his hands and led him into the manor gate.

The two walked through the wide house, across several corridors, and entered a palace.

The middle-aged butler led Duan Muhuang into the depths of the palace, and stopped after walking outside the door of a secret room.

"Patriarch Duanmu, the Lord is waiting for you."

The middle-aged housekeeper said solemnly, and stretched out his hand to make a ‘please’ gesture ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Duan Muhuang nodded without saying much, pushed open the stone door of the secret room, and walked in.

As soon as he entered the secret room, he saw two figures standing in the darkened secret room.

One of them is tall and tall, wearing a golden robe, a purple cloak on his shoulders, and a crystal mask on his face.

This person exuded an aura of dignity and confidence, standing with his back to the door of the secret room, staring at the array on the wall, silently thinking about something.

There is no doubt that this person is the Lord.

The second person in the secret room was a handsome man wearing a blue robe, a slim figure, and more beautiful than a woman.

This person holds a rosary in his left hand, and a sapphire folding fan in his right, making him look like a young man.

Duan Muhuang is no stranger to him, knowing that he is the eldest son of the Murong family, Murong Lingfeng.

Seeing Duanmuhuang coming, Murong Lingfeng quickly bowed and said with a smile: "Ling Feng has seen Shi Bo."

Duan Muhuang quickly condensed his thoughts, nodded to him, and said hello.

Then, Duanmuhuang bowed his hand to the lord again, saluting: "Duanmuhuang, I have seen the lord."

With Duanmuhuang's strength and identity, he only needs to be polite to the Lord, and of course he will not be respectful to the Lord like his son Duanmu Yulong.

After all, he represents the Duanmu family, and it is a cooperative relationship with the Lord.

The lord nodded, and said in a voice that couldn't distinguish between male and female: "Patriarch Duanmu, please take a trip yourself."

Duan Muhuang arched his hands and said in a deep voice, "Now is the very moment. Since the Lord has something to discuss, of course the old man must come in person."

The Lord only slightly nodded, and did not say much.

After all, Duanmuhuang's son is dead, so he can only come to discuss important matters in person, and everyone knows this reason.

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