Chen Qiuyu's words resounded in everyone's hearts like an explosion.
Master?
Isn't her master Jiang Wanli?
Could it be that Jiang Wanli, the big devil who made the entire spiritual world change his mind, is back?
While several elders were thinking wildly, a clear and sweet voice suddenly sounded in the hall.
"I take over the position of sect leader!"
Everyone looked towards the source of the sound, and then saw a young girl sitting on the Grand Master's chair in the high hall.
She was about eight or nine years old, wearing a pink dress with a white ribbon tied around her head.
A chubby little mouth was mumbling, and his eyes were flashing with smart light, and he was blinking and staring at the people below.
Jiang Wanli!
Seeing this girl, the expressions of several elders in the sect changed slightly.
Jiang Wanli looks extremely beautiful, with exquisite facial features. His most popular feature is the strange pattern in his right eye that looks like a cuckoo crying with blood.
She is the former head of the Thousand Demons Sect and the most chic and willful scorpion beauty in the spiritual world.
Several elders used to follow Jiang Wanli and were out-and-out elders of the Thousand Demons Sect.
It's a pity that Jiang Wanli doesn't miss his old feelings and plants a heart poison in their hearts. As long as they have the intention to disobey, they will suffer the heart pain of the poison.
Looking at Jiang Wanli sitting in the high hall, the five elders felt a dull pain in their hearts. The Gu insect in their hearts that had been sleeping for many years woke up at some point and was greedily sucking their spiritual energy.
The great elder's face was horrified, and he knelt down on the ground with a plop, shouting at the top of his voice: "Congratulations to Patriarch Jiang on his return. Qu Zhe has met Sect Master Jiang, and the Sect Master will live forever!"
The remaining elders knelt down one after another, fearing that if they knelt down for a second too late, the Gu worm in their hearts would swallow their hearts in one bite.
Lin Yanli sat on the Grand Master's chair, her legs already weak from fear. Seeing the respectful expressions of the elders, she felt more confident, "You have taken good care of my Thousand Demons Sect!"
Upon hearing this, the elders in the hall turned pale and sweated uncontrollably on their foreheads. They could only laugh and said: "Sect Master, you don't know. Since you left the sect, those who claim to be the right way
The monks often come to disrupt the purity of our Thousand Demons Sect. We have also experienced several sect encirclements and suppressions, and the disciples of the sect suffered heavy casualties, and there is nothing we can do."
Hearing this, Lin Yanli showed a look of disdain on his face and snorted coldly: "You have no choice, isn't it because you are not living up to your expectations?"
"Master, please don't blame us. We are all forced. We are forced to have no choice."
"Forced to have no choice? Haha, I think you guys just don't live up to expectations and are a bunch of losers. Do you still deserve to be called the elders of the Thousand Demons Sect?"
Lin Yanli's voice was extremely harsh, echoing back and forth in the huge hall.
After hearing this, the faces of several elders could not be more ugly.
They have practiced hard for hundreds of years and have now set foot in the four realms. If Jiang Wanli insists on killing them, they may not be able to fight.
Lin Yanli squirmed, leaned on the chair and raised his eyes slightly, his eyes piercing the five people's mouths like sharp knives, "But I forgive you for your hard work and your merits, so your punishment will be waived, and you can spend two days on the mountain to reflect."
After hearing this, the expressions of several elders finally recovered.
"You guys go down first."
Several elders stood up, bowed and left.
Seeing their backs disappearing outside the hall, Lin Yanli couldn't help but tremble at the corner of his mouth.
Although she looked calm and somewhat domineering on the outside, she was really panicking inside. If Chen Qiuyu hadn't been standing beside her, she would have collapsed on the ground.
Lin Yanli patted her face, her face gradually became a little weird, she stood up seriously and said, "Xiao Yu, help me find a new set of clothes."
Chen Qiuyu was a little confused and said: "Master looks good this time, why do you want to change?"
Lin Yanli's face felt hot, she touched her butt with her hands, then tugged at her skirt, and said angrily: "I just want to change!"
"Oh~"
Chen Qiuyu looked confused and completely confused. Since the master wanted to change, she could just find one.
When Lin Yanli saw Chen Qiuyu walking away, she sat down on the ground with a clatter. It was embarrassing, and she was so frightened that she lost some of her enthusiasm.
There will definitely be more scenes like this in the future, and she has to develop a big heart.
Now that the Thousand Demons Sect is rotten to the core, if you want to change it, you must make drastic changes.
Thinking of this, Lin Yanli already had an idea in mind.
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The sunset glows red, even the smoky place of Thousand Demons Sect is still interesting.
While Lin Yanli was hiding in the main hall and changing clothes, the entire Thousand Demons Sect became excited.
"Hey, have you heard? Jiang Wanli, the ancestor of our Thousand Demons Sect, is back."
"Ah? Jiang Wanli, who is that?"
"You are new here, right? Even Jiang Wanli doesn't know that she is the cruelest scorpion beauty in the magic world. It is rumored that she massacred the city by herself, and all the people in the city were decapitated by her. Sanqingmen and Liuguang
The sect dispatched three fifth-level monks but they never harmed her at all. They are the true backbone of our Thousand Demons Sect."
"Hey, tell me, since Jiang Wanli is so powerful, how did she die?"
"I heard that she was trapped by love. After all, no matter how cruel Jiang Wanli is, she is still a woman..."
Several disciples talked a lot, mostly talking about Jiang Wanli's beauty and cruelty back then. When they talked about being excited, they even made gestures with their hands and feet.
Hearing these discussions, Zhou Qianluo, who was resting at the side, couldn't help but frown. She entered the ceremony earlier and worshiped at the top of the Second Elder's Mountain.
A few years ago, she read the world's evaluation of Jiang Wanli in a book: the red dew is fragrant, as pretty as a three-spring peach, hard to forget after seeing it, blood-smeared red lipstick, a magical man from the devil, a miraculous man from heaven, and a righteous Taoist temple.
Zhou Qianluo felt that the book was really well written, and the Jiang Wanli in her heart was like this, smiling proudly and arrogantly throughout the world.
In order to become a person like Jiang Wanli, she joined the Thousand Demons Sect and became a demon cultivator, inspiring her to become Jiang Wanli's second best.
At this time, she heard that some disciples in the sect were slandering her most admired Senior Jiang. How could she endure this!
Zhou Qianluo raised her right eyebrow and unsheathed the sword in her hand. Hansen's sword energy was handed out with her right hand in front of the disciples.
Several disciples who were close felt a sharp pain coming from their necks, followed by blood spurting out, instantly dyeing their clothes red.
Several people whose necks were injured by the sword energy quickly stood up, covered their necks and shouted angrily: "Zhou Qianluo, are you crazy?"
Zhou Qianluo snorted coldly, stood up with his sword, and said: "If I hear you people talking about Senior Jiang behind his back again, I will cut off your throat with the next sword."
Several disciples shrank their heads. Zhou Qianluo was a lunatic. He started claiming to be Jiang Wanli's loyal dog decades ago. Normally, his fellow disciples would just take it as a joke, but they didn't expect this crazy woman to be serious.
A few people cursed and used demonic energy to heal the sword wounds on their necks, and left the mountain with a few new disciples dejectedly.
Zhou Qianluo watched the group of disciples go away, a smile gradually appeared on his face.
It’s okay to laugh at her, Zhou Qianluo, but not Senior Jiang!