He obviously sent a letter to Yongcheng. Since he was not Liannuo with his master, then who did he do?

"Do you think this question is qualified to ask?" Xuan Yu's eyes suddenly chilled.

The two of them suddenly felt rude: "It was us who took the liberty and sued us."

After saying that, the two of them quickly retreated.

Xuan Yu's face gradually returned to normal. He looked at the painting lightly and saw that the pen on the painting clearly stated Ouyang Cheng.

The sun is shining brightly, and the flowers are all over the floor.

Yongcheng.

"It's not good, my master is seriously ill..."

“…Master is seriously ill…”

"What happened to the master..."

A few days after Hongye passed away, the Sword Sect was in trouble again. The news that the sect leader was seriously ill suddenly spread.

Jianren and Jianyi were the first to arrive, and as soon as the other disciples received the news, they rushed over immediately.

When Lesang arrived, the disciples of the Sword Sect had already surrounded the sect leader's bedroom. She could only rely on her tenacious perseverance to squeeze into it with her life.

The sect leader lay on the bed with a pale face, Jianren and Jianyi were standing by, and the two big men were covered in tears.

Especially Jianren, it was so snot and tears: "Master, don't say that, you will definitely be fine, you will definitely get better. Master, the Sword Sect cannot live without you, the Sword Sect cannot live without you..."

Lesang couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. The junior sister in this sect is not as pretentious as him, so he can pretend.

Compared to him, Jianyi was much more serious: "Master, what kind of disease do you have? I will invite you to a doctor. Even if the doctor is difficult to hire, I will invite you."

"No need, it's too late." The Sect Master of the Sword Sect glanced at Lesang who had just squeezed into the crowd. A strange light flowed in his eyes and said to Jianren and Jianyi: "Master is an old problem, but I haven't told everyone. This time, the master really couldn't stand it anymore, so he had to tell the disciples of the sect that the position of the sect leader was, and that the master planned to find someone to inherit it."

As soon as these words came out, they were silent.

Find someone to inherit the position of sect leader?

A strange thing flashed in Jianren's eyes, and he asked urgently: "Master, do you already have a suitable candidate in your heart?" Apart from him, there should be no more suitable candidate, right?

"Senior Brother, how could you ask such a question at this time? The master is still young and has a strong body. He is still the master's position. Master, don't make hasty decisions, you will definitely get better." Jianyi was heartbroken.

Why does Master say that it will become sick?

"Oh, I don't want to do it either. I just can't hold on anymore. I can't miss the entire Sword Sect because of me." The sect leader sighed heavily and said to the disciples outside: "I have already thought of the people who have inherited the position of the sect leader. In the future, everything will be followed by the new sect leader."

"Who is it?"

“…Who?”

"……yes……?"

Everyone looked at each other, and the master made a decision so quickly, who was this person?

Jianren looked at him excitedly and swallowed violently. This person must be him, he must be him!

Just amid the overlapping questions, the Sword Sect leader spoke solemnly: "In the future, he will hand over the Sword Sect to Jianyi to manage, and he will take charge of the Sect leader!"

Jianren was stunned for a moment, and his head exploded with a buzzing sound.

Jianyi takes charge of the sect leader? It turned out to be him?

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Chapter completed!