While!

The sound of the bell echoed through the mountains and forests, dozens of miles away, and at the end of the line of sight, echoes in the air could still be heard.

At the foot of Wudang Mountain.

The huge team has officially entered the core sphere of influence of the Wudang faction.

In the distance, the disciples of the Ming Sect who were walking in front and were in charge of guarding had already discovered that the Wudang Sect had begun to greet each other with great courtesy.

And in the distance......

Those who hid, or watched the excitement in the open and bright, naturally discovered the people of Mingjiao.

When they saw this huge team, this group of people in the rivers and lakes seemed to be involuntarily frightened, and they all retreated a few steps back, as if they had seen some terrifying existence.

Wary.

Preparedness.

I was afraid that if my group had a bad look, I would suffer a blow from the other party.

“……”

With a slight glance of his eyes, Yue Yuan, who was walking in the center, and was sitting on a sweaty BMW, glanced at the onlookers who began to retreat in the distance, and a trace of surprise flashed in his heart. With a slight movement of the earlobe, the words of the other party talking to each other have already been included in the ears.

After listening quietly, a word suddenly came from Yue Yuan's ears and caught his attention.

Demon Cult?

Demon Cult!

When did Mingjiao begin to have this nickname?

Someone is stirring up the situation and trying to fish in troubled waters.

Such thoughts flashed through my mind.

Meanwhile.

The blue-winged bat king Wei Yiyi, who was following him, also fell to the people in the rivers and lakes in the distance, and said, "Sect Master, this is someone planting a false accusation!" Damn it! ”

In the past, the reputation of the Ming Sect was not good, but it did not reach the point of being called the Demon Sect.

Mingjiao.

Demon Cult.

If the word is different, then the meaning and result of the representation will be very different.

The difference of one word can even affect the overall situation of Mingjiao when it is terrible.

"It's not easy to handle!"

The one who replied was Yin Tianzheng, the white-eyed eagle king, this time in Wudang, except for Yue Yuan, no one else in the Mingjiao could not go, only the white-eyed eagle king must be accompanied. Because he is Zhang Wuji's grandfather, and Zhang Wuji is currently the only person in the world who knows the whereabouts of the golden lion king Xie Xun.

The white-eyed Eagle King's face was not good-looking at the moment, and his solemn gaze swept over the man who was constantly whispering, and said, "Our Holy Sect is in an embarrassing situation right now. ”

"These rumors are enough to kill!"

Yin Tianzheng's words are not wrong.

Yue Yuan lowered his eyebrows and pondered, rumors are enough to kill people, enough to corrupt a person's innocence.

Equally.

Mingjiao, who can't grasp public opinion, is not afraid of swords, guns and sticks on the surface, even if it is a cold arrow in secret, he can take over and resist. But this way of killing people with words just restricts the ability of Mingjiao itself.

It is said that the country is easy to change, and its nature is difficult to change.

It is extremely difficult to reverse the habits of one person, and it is even more terrifying to reverse the habits of a group of people.

Especially when the reputation of Mingjiao itself is not so good, in the rivers and lakes, Mingjiao is a contradiction between transparency and opacity compared with other sects.

What is transparent is the unbearable reputation of Mingjiao in the rivers and lakes and the arrogance of Mingjiao's disciples.

What is opaque is the fantasy and definition of evil of the people in the rivers and lakes.

When there was a bad incident, Mingjiao became the first object of suspicion.

Therefore, the face of the white-eyed eagle king is very unsightly.

Everyone in the Ming Sect knew that it was a rumor, but once the rumor was admitted by too many people, it became true.

Don't kill?

will just let the other party continue.

Kill?

It was from the side that he admitted what the other party said, providing favorable evidence for the name of the Demon Sect.

The other party is like a hedgehog, like a stone in a pit, smelly and hard.

And most importantly, who is behind the rumors? Such an obscene practice is really shameful. You must know that even Cihang Jingzhai did not do such a thing in such a way of framing blame.

Especially when he is in front of Yin Tianzheng, the white-eyed eagle king who has always been upright and tough.

Hearing this, the Blue Winged Bat King, who was originally angry, quieted down.

He was pondering.

Who the hell wants to put Mingjiao in the center of the stage! Let the Holy Sect become the biggest bird, whether it is in the confrontation with Meng Yuan or in the rivers and lakes.

Master......

What would you do?

While thinking, Wei Yixiao's gaze fell on Yue Yuan, who was pondering.

At this time, Yue Yuan had already made a move.

I saw Yue Yuan slowly raise his head, and his gaze fell directly on the man who was still greeting him, similar to a storyteller.

"Huh?"

The middle-aged man who was describing the horror of Mingjiao to the people around him, and even pointed out the identity of the current leader of Mingjiao, only felt that he was cold at the moment, and the whole person seemed to be stared at by a fierce beast.

Rise.

Just four eyes facing each other.

The words came to an abrupt end, and what he saw was a pair of indifferent eyes.

was staring at him indifferently and ruthlessly, and then he saw the new leader of the Ming Sect riding on the back of a sweaty BMW slowly stretched out his hand, raised an index finger at him, and made a swaying motion.

The meaning is self-explanatory.

The other party is warning himself.

Swallowing his saliva, a lot of cold sweat had already broken out on his forehead at some point, and when he met those eyes, he only felt that he was under a lot of pressure.

Is it to stop?

Or continue?

His lips squirmed, and when the middle-aged man was about to give up his plan, his mind couldn't help but flash the punishment of the people in the organization who were not good at doing things, and the person suddenly felt excited.

Trembling, the person avoided Yue Yuan's gaze.

He, still has to continue.

The task assigned by the dragon head must be completed.

Because he knew very well that he was now playing with fire in front of the Demon Sect Master.

His life is not in his own hands, but in the other party's thoughts.

But......

Does the other party dare to kill himself?

Mingjiao is not a demon sect anymore!

If you kill yourself, then in front of the people of the world and in front of the Wudang faction, the title of the Demon Sect will be completely confirmed.

Turning around, the middle-aged man hid behind one of them, and began to mumble and gossip again.

……

in the ranks.

Yue Yuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he saw this, he already knew where this man was from.

The Blue Dragon Society, sure enough, there was a move.

And this Jianghu man who seems to be a storyteller, I'm afraid that one of his true identities is actually a storyteller who lingers in the inn, the storyteller of the Yuelai Inn.

Shook his head.

Yue Yuan turned his head and his gaze fell on Hu Qingniu, the servant he was following beside him.

Looked at.

Hu Qingniu hurriedly took out a huge box on his back.

Silently.

The box opened and popped out.

Inside, a silver hilt was revealed.

Reach out, touch.

Swing the knife and put it into the sheath.

No one could hear the unsheath of the weapon, nor did they see the reflection of the sun.

It seemed that in the blink of an eye, the box was back to its original shape.

Even Hu Qingniu doesn't know if he has a dazzle? Only when he saw the restored box did he know that Yue Yuan had moved. Or was it just my own delusion?

“！！！”

Side.

Wei Yixiao, who felt a breeze blowing by, saw this, his face changed greatly, and his eyes were very frightened.

I looked at the box, and involuntarily touched my body, and after finding that I was safe and sound, I exhaled a long breath. Turning his head, his gaze fell on the storyteller-like middle-aged man hiding in the crowd.

The look in his eyes was extremely strange.

It's pitiful.

It's schadenfreude.

Woe comes from the mouth, but that's it.

Equally.

The eyes of the white-eyed eagle king also fell to the other party, and Hu Qingniu was the same.

For a moment, the middle-aged man hiding in the crowd was confused, and he only felt that the group of people from the Ming Sect and their sect leader seemed abnormal.

If you dare to provoke the Blue Dragon Society, you should pay the price.

Shake your head.

With a sneer, his confident face greeted the gust of wind blowing towards him.

The wind blows, carry forward.

Accompanied by an endless gloom.

The end is a sorrowful person.

The middle-aged man was suddenly full of poetry, but it was difficult for him to think of the ink in his stomach.

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