Le Sang almost spat out a mouthful of old blood and glared at him hard: "Why am I scaring you? Second Senior Brother, let me tell you the truth. The Sword Sect is now in a very dangerous position. Only you have become the sect leader. All this will happen."

Only then can we avert danger, otherwise the disciples of the Sword Sect will die mysteriously one by one."

"What did you say?!" Jianyi took a step back suddenly. Will the disciples of the Jian Sect die mysteriously one by one?

Seeing that he was starting to get scared, Le Sang couldn't help but secretly rejoice: "Second Senior Brother, I never lie to others. If you don't believe me, you can wait and see what happens and see if what I say is correct or not.

However, if any of the disciples of the Sword Sect have any shortcomings, all the blame will be tied to you."

Le Sang kept threatening her, but Hong Yu turned into a ghost and haunted the Sword Sect. Without her taking action, everything she said would become true.

Now, we can only sacrifice some disciples of the Sword Sect.

"Junior sister Le Sang, don't scare the second senior brother. These things cannot be joked about casually." Jianyi was frightened by her serious expression.

"Do you think I'm joking with you now?" Le Sang raised the corner of his mouth coldly, then flicked his long sleeves and turned away: "Believe it or not, love."

The mountain wind blew, and black silk flew everywhere.

Just after walking a few steps, Jianyi's voice sounded from behind: "Junior sister, please stay."

Of course Le Sang stopped and turned around to look at him coldly: "What, what is the order from Second Senior Brother?"

Jianyi touched his nose in embarrassment: "I just want to ask why I became the master of the Sword Sect so that the disciples of the Sword Sect can save the day."

With his skills, if someone really wants to harm the Jian Sect, he may not be able to protect him now.

"The secret must not be leaked. If you are thinking about your fellow disciples, then consider my words carefully."

Watching her back slowly disappearing on the top of the mountain, Jianyi felt mixed emotions in his heart.

He finally convinced himself that he could not be sorry for his master, nor could he be sorry for his senior brother, and not consider the position of the sect leader, but what Junior Sister Le Sang said now made him anxious.

What should he do, cooperate with her?

In fact, no one wants to get the position of sect leader.

And what was the disaster she mentioned about Jian Zongmen, and what was the reason why he saved Jian Zongmen from danger?

The mountain breeze blew by, lifting fallen leaves all over the ground.

At night, Jian Zongmen became silent.

With a creak, the door of a bedroom was pushed open, and a disciple of the Sword Sect yawned and walked toward the latrine in a daze.

A cold wind blew by, and the air suddenly dropped a lot.

The disciple didn't notice it, walked to the hut, took off his underpants and started peeing.

Halfway through shushing, the chill from all directions made him suddenly wake up.

He looked around suspiciously, but saw nothing. Just as he was wondering, his feet suddenly felt cold. His whole body froze, and even his peeing stopped.

Looking down, he saw a pale hand clasped around his ankle, the sharp nails digging into his flesh little by little.

He opened his eyes little by little, then opened them wider, and finally he lay down on the ground without even making a sound.

Early the next morning.

"No, no, no, something happened to Senior Brother Jianyun..."

"It's not good, it's not good..."

"..."

Loud shouts echoed throughout the entire Jian Sect. Outside the latrine, the flustered disciples of the Jian Sect swarmed in a swarm, making it extremely noisy.
Chapter completed!