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The ghost was already awake, and after opening her eyes, she looked around, and she didn't see Zhu Ya's shadow, and she didn't feel a little stunned, but she didn't say anything, just the same as usual.

Gu Wanning's efficiency was very high, and she really gathered all the sect members.

Pinching your fingers, there are fourteen people.

In recent years, there have been basically no newcomers joining the Dark Witch Sect, so most of these fourteen people are middle-aged, not only their addresses, but even the witchcraft they practiced were recorded on Gu Wanning's shoulders.

It's just that Ouyang Tuwei is not among them, firstly, he is very deeply hidden, and the ghosts have not been found, and secondly, he is incapacitated, and Liu Lang does not want to call him now.

Most of the fourteen people gathered in the wreath shop had never seen Liu Lang, but they were thunderous about Liu Lang's deeds.

This time, I got the news that the biggest reason why the Daomen could retreat so quickly was that Liu Lang killed An Yuqiao.

Although Liu Lang is the youngest among all the people, these people all admire him.

A middle-sized woman-like sect member arched his hand towards Liu Lang: "Sect Master, my Dark Witch Sect has been dormant for all these years, and we people are also working hard at the lowest level of society, and we have long been tired of this kind of secular life, but why not call it the Dark Witch Sect?" ”

Liu Lang was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "This eldest sister, the Dark Witch Sect has a bad reputation, and it only practices witchcraft, but our ** faction will be far more than these in the future." ”

When everyone heard this, their eyes lit up.

A big man with several scars on his face asked tentatively, "Sect Master, then you mean that we will practice other exercises in the future?" ”

Liu Lang smiled and didn't answer, looked around, suddenly put away his laughter, and said sternly: "In any case, if anyone is using witchcraft to harm people in the future, then don't blame me Liu Lang is welcome!" ”

As soon as the words fell, everyone was stunned, and they didn't understand why Liu Lang suddenly said this.

However, there were still a few people who didn't dare to look directly at Liu Lang's gaze and slowly lowered their heads.

One of the hook-nosed men buried his head deeply, and sweat rolled out of his forehead.

Liu Lang called all the sect members this time, not only to announce the establishment of the ** faction, but also to establish authority.

It is not for nothing that the Dark Witchcraft Cult has always been regarded as a heretical sect, and many people who understand witchcraft are mixed with the world, but they are often motivated by the desire for profit and will use the Dark Witchcraft to harm others for money.

This kind of thing has never been broken since the existence of black witchcraft, and many members of the congregation are proud of it, and even more arrogantly proclaim it in private.

Witchcraft harms people, unlike ordinary murder and overkill, without the slightest evidence, and most of them go unpunished.

Liu Lang glanced around fiercely, and saw that several people lowered their heads, but they didn't break it, but turned their heads to look at the ghosts: "Sister ghosts, you should know what some people do, right?" ”

The ghost was in a daze, and his mind had been haunting the Taoist priest who looked like a piece of ice, and suddenly heard Liu Lang's words, and quickly raised his head, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, but he replied: "Yes, sect leader, I have investigated all these people, and I have also conveyed the meaning of the sect leader, but ......"

As the ghost spoke, his eyes unconsciously swept over the hooked nose's body, and he stopped talking.

The excitement just now instantly froze, and the entire wreath shop was silent, like children who had made a mistake.

It was quiet for more than three minutes, but Liu Lang smiled slightly, waved his hand, and yawned: "Let's all go back first, from today onwards, if anyone doesn't change it in the future, then don't blame me!" ”

Everyone let out a sigh of relief, but they didn't expect this young sect leader to act out of common sense.

The hooked nose even had a heart fall to the ground, and a hint of luck appeared on his face.

After everyone left, Liu Lang deliberately left the ghost alone.

His brows furrowed slightly, "Sister Ghost Ghost, among these fourteen people, who still uses black witchcraft to harm others." ”

The ghost seemed to have guessed what Liu Lang was going to ask, and hurriedly said respectfully: "Sect Master, that Lu Zhen of the Seven Scattered Halls." ”

"Lu Zhen?"

"It's the hook-nosed man."

"What's wrong with him?"

"This person had been in Huaguang Hall for a few years, and he had cultivated a Gu insect technique that was not weak, and then he went to Qisantang for some reason. But the master of the Seven Scattered Halls, who has never been seen, has acted alone, and is now engaged in a profession as a cremator. ”

"Cremator?"

When Liu Lang heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned: "How can someone who specializes in sparks kill people?" ”

The ghost explained: "I have investigated, and he did not harm the living, but the dead, using black witchcraft to collect the ashes of the deceased, and then control the soul of the deceased for his own use. ”

"What? He still does that? ”

The ghost shook his head and said, "I don't know now, but if the sect leader wants to kill the chicken and make an example of the monkey, he can be knifed." ”

"Everyone else is honest?"

"Hmm."

Liu Lang pondered for a moment, looked at the ghost, and said in a deep voice: "Sister ghost, in the future, the ** faction will need you to bother more, and that Gu Wanning can also cultivate more." ”

The ghost nodded, hesitated slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but his eyes immediately dimmed again: "Sect Master, thank you!" ”

Liu Lang smiled wryly: "Sister Ghost Ghost, I also thank you for helping me restrain the members of the Black Witch Sect." ”

After speaking, Liu Lang suddenly said again: "Pig tooth ...... him"

"Oh, Sect Master, if it's okay, then go back first."

The ghost directly interrupted Liu Lang's words, but he bowed and turned around and walked out of the wreath shop.

The moon is like a hook, and the night is cold.

The curvature of the corners of Liu Lang's mouth slowly contracted, Wu Zi shook his head, and sighed secretly: "Hey, once you become famous, your bones will wither." ”

Liu Lang understands that these people are now suppressing their black witchcraft, but they are afraid that they will be killed if they are too exposed.

But now, once there is no threat from the Daomen, those who are not right-minded can hardly guarantee that they will not have different intentions.

From this, I had to kill!

Without deterrence, the dream of that ** faction will never come true.

I was tired for too long, closed the door, lay in bed, and unconsciously entered the dream.

This night, Liu Lang had a strange dream, dreaming that he came to a gray space.

The people here were dressed very strangely, and they all looked at them with strange eyes.

Liu Lang couldn't wait to ask everyone he saw where he was.

However, those people only shook their heads, and even there was a hint of fear in their eyes.

Liu Lang only felt that his chest was suffocating, and he wanted to shout but couldn't.

Just when Liu Lang was at a loss, those people suddenly disappeared, and a vermilion lacquer gate of nearly 100 zhang appeared in front of him, and the top of the gate was engraved with three gilt characters: Wu Ming Gate