on the chair.

After years of hard work, this chair has been polished by many brilliances and brilliances. I don’t know how many times it has been repaired.

But it is still complete to this day, witnessing countless major events in the world of meaning.

The old man is like this because there is a man standing in front of him.

The whole body is black, and the whole person can't see his face clearly, and all he can see is a ball of black mist.

After a moment, a hoarse voice came from the black fog.

"What are you going to do?" "Don't you already know that all families are sending secret messages and starting to arrange personnel. I believe that a large number of powerful people will be dispatched soon. Many sleeping strong people in each family have awakened, and even powerful Taoist masters who are outside the country are transferred to the outside world.

They were all called back, and the world of meaning has expressed enough importance to this matter. What do you want me to do, and what do you want the Yan family to do?"

The old man said tiredly.

From his tone, we can see that the person in front of him has a high status, at least... not inferior to him.

"No, I want Daozhai and Meng Fan to die, and I must die."

The Black Mistman shook his head and said quietly. "So this arrangement is not enough. You and I know very well how powerful the killing of immortality will be to those Taoist lords. So even if you join forces to arrange the plan and the execution person does not have the will to die, then the result will be certain.

There are omissions, there can be no omissions in this matter!"

"Are you ordering me?"

The Yan family ancestor's eyes flashed, and in an instant, the faint storm of the ancient house swept across it.

"hehe...."

The Black Mistman chuckled, not caring about the murderous aura in the words of the Yan family ancestor. Instead, he leaned forward and whispered:

"Don't forget... I helped you today. If you don't want that incident to be leaked, it's better to be obedient."

That thing!

Hearing these three words, the murderous ancestor of the Yan family suddenly stopped looking, and finally gradually turned into calmness and waved backwards.

With his actions, all the forbidden things in this ancient house were untied. A wall behind them turned into a bronze door, and a middle-aged manager came out.

"Master, what are you asking?"

"Miss, is it better to go into seclusion?"
Chapter completed!