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Chapter 311 They all paid a heavy price

On the way back to the Jinyang Sect with Ju Hu, Yun Yanchu mentally reviewed the process he learned from the demon's memory.

This time the demons are obviously determined to win Yuncheng City, so in the demon world, the four major demon kings sent three people here.

Jin Jiao, Wei Shi, Ni Yin.

Jin Jiao is the demon leader that Ju Hu said led 90% of the demon soldiers to the city lord's mansion.

From the memories of the demon clan, we learned that Jin Jiao ranked second among the four demon kings and was the most ruthless one among the four.

The idea of ​​sawing off the head of the Jinyang Sect leader and hanging it in front of the main hall was his idea for Ni Yin.

Compared with Niyin's attacks and dangerous illusions, Jin Jiao is good at soul control and can kill people invisible.

In the demon world, Jin Jiao has an army of 180,000 puppet demons.

The puppet demon army is not afraid of life or death, has no fear, and only listens to his orders.

This time when he went to Yuncheng City, he brought five thousand puppet demon soldiers, and Ni Yin and Wei Shi each brought two thousand demon soldiers.

In their eyes, Yuncheng City was already within their grasp.

When the three of them arrived at the Jinyang Sect, the rescued Jinyang Sect disciples were picking up the stumps and broken arms in the sect.

They all remained silent without saying a word, and when they picked up the broken arms and limbs, they even shed tears silently.

These are all fellow disciples who have lived with them for many years, but now not even a complete corpse has been left behind.

When they walked to the Jinyang Sect's main hall, the head that Yun Yanchu rescued was gone.

There were more than ten people in the hall, some sobbing softly, some angrily cursing the demons, and some mourning in silence.

He Lang lowered his arms and knelt in front of the desk, looking absently at the head that had been cleaned of blood.

When Ju Hu and the other three stepped into the hall, several people in the hall turned around and looked.

"Master Juhu Peak." They clasped their hands and shouted in unison.

Ju Hu nodded and walked to He Lang's side.

He looked at the head in front of him. It was his most respected senior brother. Until his death, his senior brother would be worthy of everyone's respect.

Ju Hu slowly knelt down beside He Lang and solemnly bowed three times to the head on the table.

He took a deep breath, looked at the head, and said to He Lang: "Xiao Lang, the head brother has passed away. As the only surviving disciple of the brother, you must cheer up and take up the responsibilities of the sect."

"Uncle Master...Master, respect him!" He Lang looked at Ju Hu in grief.

Ju Hu turned his head, raised his hand and patted He Lang on the shoulder.

"Uncle Master knows it, but now that the demon clan's crisis is still before us, you must not just wallow in sorrow."

Ju Hu said this and turned to look at the Jinyang Sect disciples behind him.

"You are the only remaining disciples of the Jinyang Sect and the hope for the future of our Jinyang Sect. You must remember this blood feud. The demons and our Jinyang Sect are at odds with each other!"

"Now that the first leader has passed away, Jinyang Sect cannot live without a leader for a day. Please follow me and let the first disciple of the first leader ascend to the position of leader!"

As soon as Ju Hu finished speaking, all the Jinyang Sect disciples in the hall knelt on the ground and shouted loudly: "Please lead the disciples to ascend to the position of leader!"

"We will swear allegiance to the leader to the death!"

He Lang turned his head and looked at the people behind him, and the uniform shouts echoed in the hall.

Ju Hu stretched out his hand to help He Lang up. With all the disciples kneeling down, He Lang became the new head of the Jinyang Sect.

He Lang closed his eyes, and a drop of clear tears came out of his eyes and ran down his cheek.

Yun Yanchu looked at them quietly.

The price of growth is too high, and they all paid a heavy price...

After supporting He Lang as the new leader, Ju Hu told He Lang about Yun Yanchu.

Only then did He Lang notice Yun Yanchu and Yun Yanchu standing quietly in the corner.

Chun Yuling leaned against the door and looked at the disciples who were cleaning up outside. He was actually observing whether any demons had returned.

When Yun Yan first saw He Lang's gaze, his expression was indifferent.

Different from a few months ago, she now appeared in front of He Lang dressed as Yun Xianhe, and he could not recognize her.

He Lang looked at Yun Yanchu with some inexplicable sense of attribute.

At the reminder of Ju Hu beside him, He Lang walked towards Yun Yanchu.

"He Lang would like to thank you for saving the Jinyang Sect. As Lord Juhu said, if our Jinyang Sect can survive this disaster, we will respect you as our master."

He Lang's voice was a little low and hoarse, and he was not used to speaking like this now.

Yun Yanchu curled his lips, nodded and said, "I think Master He will be a good leader."

She said this without any end, which made He Lang couldn't help but look at her more.

Yun Yanchu walked straight towards the head of the first leader. This move attracted the attention of everyone in the palace.

When Yun Yanchu reached out and picked up the head, the expressions of everyone in the hall changed.

"Master!" He Lang couldn't help shouting.

Yun Yanchu held the head in his hand and turned to look at him, "As your future master, I will teach you one thing today, that is, happiness and anger should not be expressed in color."

Yun Yanchu said in a calm tone, seemingly unaware of the glare of everyone in the hall.

He Lang gritted his teeth, looked at Yun Yanchu's casual gesture with his head, and clenched his hands.

Ju Hu was calm. He saw that Yun Yanchu intended to teach He Lang, but the way he used it was a bit unacceptable.

Yun Yanchu did not speak, but quietly waited for He Lang to calm down.

He Lang's face gradually recovered, suppressed the emotions in his heart, looked at Yun Yanchu and asked: "What do you want to do, Master?"

When Yun Yan first saw that he had regained his composure, he said softly: "I won't stay here forever. Jinyang Sect wants to protect itself, and you, the new head, need to know something."

What Yun Yan was referring to in his first words was the whereabouts of the Jinyang Sect's treasure.

Everyone in the hall didn't know why, except He Lang and Ju Hu, whose eyes trembled slightly.

Ju Hu understood what Yun Yanchu meant, looked at everyone in the palace and said, "Since the young master has something to tell the master, I will leave first."

Yun Yanchu liked Ju Hu's intelligence very much and nodded calmly in agreement.

When all the disciples in the hall heard what Ju Hu said, they all left one after another.

Chunyu Ling walked behind them and closed the door as he stepped out of the hall.

Yun Yanchu waved his hand to place a ban, and looked at He Lang, who was standing there with a dim look in his eyes, "What are you doing standing there? Why don't you come over?"

He Lang tightened his hands and walked towards Yun Yanchu.

"Sir." He Lang locked his eyes on his mentor's head and tried to calm down.

"Only the master knows the whereabouts of the Jinyang Sect's treasures." After Yun Yanchu said that, he handed the head back to He Lang's hands.

He Lang's eyes were reddish, he held his head in his hands and looked at Yun Yanchu and asked, "What do you mean, Master?"

"Close your eyes and explore your spiritual consciousness." Yun Yanchu did not answer, but just gave a simple instruction.

He Lang did as he was told.

The moment he closed his eyes, Yun Yanchu formed seals with his hands and released several runes.

A huge magic circle pattern was formed on He Lang's head, and chains composed of runes tied the head to He Lang.

Many memories that did not belong to him suddenly appeared in He Lang's mind.

When the runes dispersed, He Lang opened his eyes little by little.

Seeing him open his eyes, Yun Yanchu asked: "Do you remember everything?"

He Lang nodded slowly and looked at Yun Yanchu with very complicated eyes.

"Go and sort out your memories and bury him." Yun Yanchu waved his hand.

He Lang held the head in his hands and looked at Yun Yanchu's indifferent expression, but hesitated to speak.

In the end, he turned around and left without saying anything.
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