Because he always said that you must be wary of people, especially the male classmates in the class.

It's like saying: don't get too close to male classmates in school, or try not to chat with male classmates if you can.In short, to put it simply, let her not have too many unnecessary contacts with men.

Just imagine, a father who strictly prevents his daughter from dating friends of the opposite sex for fear of being deceived will allow an unidentified strange man to successfully live in the boudoir of his precious daughter, and live there for that long?

If Ling Fei was just an ordinary person who met him by chance and suddenly invited him to live there, he might be sent away without a trace in a short time. Live with yourself?

So~

In the end, Shangguan Wan'er also came to two conjectures through various known conditions.

I'm afraid this is the noble son of some hidden family, and his background is too large, and it is definitely not something that her family can shake!

But if this is the case, then his father does not remind himself at all.

Therefore, there is only one last possibility in this case.

That is the man next to her because the force value is too outrageous. After a series of investigations, her father took advantage of Ling Fei's memory to fool the other party to protect her safety.

After all, Ling Fei at that time was indeed a little silly, and she looked like a fool. She didn't believe that her father would miss the opportunity so indifferently.

Shangguan Wan'er has no doubts about Ling Fei's strength.

Looking back on that night now, it is still fresh in my memory.

In Shangguan Wan'er's knowledge, there is no one who can take such an understatement after being stabbed in the heart with a dagger that is even comparable to a top-grade spiritual tool.

Of course, the information about the weird weapon that the killer was carrying was learned from Uncle Zhong, who came with a group of his men soon after.

It is well known in the cultivation world that the weapon systems they use are divided into magical tools, spiritual tools and divine tools.

Magical weapons are the weapons used by monks. They are the most common, but their power can be judged by the length of training. Generally, the longer the training time, the greater the power.

Spiritual tools are extremely rare but not rare anymore. It is extremely difficult to refine. It can attack the person to be attacked with the master's consciousness.

Artifacts, the world only exists in the world, and the degree of cherishment can be imagined.

The spiritual tools are divided into offensive spiritual tools, defensive spiritual tools and auxiliary types in terms of performance.

From the rank, it is divided into: low-grade spirit tools, middle-grade spirit tools, high-grade spirit tools, top-grade spirit tools and legendary fairy-grade spirit tools.

The other categories are also divided into power levels.

With such a big incident and Ling Fei's disappearance, Uncle Zhong naturally did not dare to let Shangguan Wan'er, who had just been assassinated but failed, stay in her original residence, and forced her to take Ling Fei back with her. They went back, and when they returned home in the middle of the night, they happened to see Shangguan Haoran who was furious in the family hall.

Shangguan Wan'er was assassinated!

Whether you want to admit it or not, this has become a fact!

When the old man brought back the news from the clansmen who were said to be staying near the young lady and were performing some tasks, he informed the current Shangguan family, Shangguan Hao, then, Shangguan Haoran didn't believe it at first, and then his face became gloomy to the naked eye.

In any case, the people in the family dare not lie to him about this kind of thing.

"Call the nine elders of the clan, all the direct descendants of the Shangguan clan, and the captain of the secret team in the clan!" After learning that his daughter was not injured, but only slightly frightened, Shangguan Haoran, who was relieved, said solemnly.But soon the expression on his face was so gloomy that it almost dripped with water.

He strode into the parliament hall of the Shangguan family, and sat in the top seat with a golden sword.The maids and servants who usually served tea and poured water all around were trembling with fear.

They all lowered their heads and didn't even dare to breathe. Although Shangguan Haoran, the head of the family, was always gentle and elegant, and he smiled at their servants, but anyone could see that this Shangguan How bad the mood of the family owner is today.

Not long after, the nine elders of Shangguan, the invited direct descendants, and the captains of the secret team who were the guardians of the clan came one after another.

I thought that some elders would directly ask Shangguan Haoran what was going on, because the Shangguan family had not gathered such high-profile powers for a long time, except for the annual ancestor worship.

But looking at Shangguan Haoran's abnormally gloomy face, who used to treat people peacefully in the past, his eyes staring straight ahead at the way he was obviously caught in memory, these elders and the rest looked at each other and didn't dare to say anything.

When everyone arrived, and after a period of time, the memories in Shangguan Haoran's eyes gradually disappeared, and he waved away the remaining servants who were obviously not qualified to hear this meeting.

"My daughter Wan'er! Almost died!"

A very direct sentence fell, with extremely terrifying coldness and hatred.

And this sentence made the already quiet hall of the parliament become audible for a while, and almost even the sound of breathing disappeared.

The nine elders looked at each other in dismay, and it took a long time to recover.

Among them, the expression on the elder's face was awkward for a moment, and he said solemnly: "Haoran, are you sure?"

"Accurate." Shangguan Haoran gritted his teeth, and a trace of terrifying murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

His hand was tightly gripping the armrest of the chair, and that huge force actually crushed the armrest made of iron wood into pieces!

"What happened?" The other elders looked serious.

When Shangguan Waner was a child, it was the old guys who watched them grow up. They used to have a lot of trouble with them. Although it was a little noisy, they gradually developed feelings for them, as if they were treating their own granddaughters. normal treatment.

And now this thing.

Needless to say, it made them feel bad.

"I was dealing with official business before, and I don't know what happened. It was still a message from our subordinates who were on a mission near Wan'er."

Shangguan Haoran gritted his teeth, his eyes blood red.

You must know that when he first got the news, there seemed to be a thousand thunders in his ears, and he almost fell to the ground.

He has lost enough in his life.

Influenced by his parents since childhood, Shangguan Haoran has expectations for himself, that is, to marry a gentle and virtuous wife, who is as loving as his parents, and who will live happily ever after, and grow old together.

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