Everyone present scanned the venue with stunned eyes, and finally all of them focused on one person. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It was a face full of cuteness, and it seemed that because of so many people watching, there was a slight sense of timidity and fear.

Facing the already knife-like gaze around him, the person who had become the focus shrunk his shoulders, and then raised a hand tremblingly with a cautious attitude.

――It's like a scumbag who is suddenly called by a math teacher while sleeping, and he is also full of great fear and anxiety.

"That....I have....objection?"

Unlike the initial loud voice, this time it was obviously much weaker.

“…… Travel. "Even though he is in this situation, Leng Tianao can still use a very high level of self-cultivation to maintain a calm and gentle attitude." I know that you still have a grudge against me, but I also want you to remember that now is the sect ceremony, and it is the most important day for the entire sect, if there is any problem, I will talk about it later, I will spare you for a reason this time, and next time if this kind of thing happens again, it will be severely punished..... okay, now ....."

"I said that Leng Zhangmen...."Imagining the voice and smile of the Heavenly Dragon Armor, Zhou You is trying to create a villain appearance - but unfortunately he is just in vain for his acting skills. Didn't you just say, 'What do some people think differently?' So I should be right to ask some questions..... right? “

Leng Tianao's words stopped instantly, and then an angry look quickly spread across his face.

According to the habits that have been cultivated in the cultivation world for many years, there is indeed such a process when all the heads succeed to the throne, if there is any doubt about the character and morality of the new leader, whether it is the inner or outer disciples, they can ask questions.

It's just that it is too offensive to people, and it is very likely to lead to a very tragic consequence, this right of questioning has been rarely used for so many years, just like a big drum full of green vines in front of the yamen, it has completely degenerated into a way of decoration and convention.

It's just that... Today, however, there are people who exercise this right in a grand and public manner.

"Zhou You, let me ask you again, do you understand what you're talking about?" Leng Aotian asked again in a calm voice.

――The traverser may be able to 2B, or he may be brainless, but unless he is in that kind of complete Xiaobaiwen, none of them who can mix to this point now have extremely high wisdom and intelligence.

So after feeling that Zhou You was not seeking revenge, Leng Tianao quickly thought that this was a conspiracy against himself - he couldn't be sure who really instructed this matter for a while.

Friends who have died of their senior brothers, those elders who have always opposed them, disciples who are jealous of their abilities, and vainly try to replace the Cangyun Sect with a small sect....

In the process of climbing through so many years, he has made countless enemies, each with this motive, and each with the same ability to produce this kind of thing.

It's just that... Who is it?

Leng Tianao looked around again, and felt as if there was deep malice in every face—but he never looked at someone who had been trying to brush up on his presence.

Eighty percent of the guys who can make a bird jump out of the first bird are trash fish with low IQ that they will be used as guns...

Someone who was treated as a miscellaneous fish-this person who finally realized the mood of the dragon armor boy shoes - looked at Leng Tianao who never noticed himself, in order to attract the attention of the other party, he raised his hands and jumped vigorously, while shouting the words of hey, hey, hey.

After a few seconds, this method succeeded in getting the other person's eyes to focus on him - with side effects, of course.

That is, I feel that the eyes of the people around me are looking at me more and more like an idiot...

"Traveling around, huh?" After the gift..... I mean the envoy sent by the Burning Sun Sect coughed lightly twice, and finally jumped out to play the round. "Impeaching the sect master, even if it is the acting sect master, requires definite evidence, and it is difficult to enter the process based on personal grievances alone, so as Sect Master Leng said, you go down first and calm down.....

Listening to the old man's words that seemed particularly loud through the amplification spell, but there was no threat or persecution in it, Zhou You just raised his ordinary face and smiled politely at him.

"Personal vendettas? No, no, no, this old man, I think you misunderstood something....."

As on a grand stage, someone takes off their crown, and someone turns, bends down, and makes a standard 90° bow towards the empty entrance.

"There will be bread, there will be milk, and of course, there will be evidence." Someone lowered his head, but in that face hidden in the shadows, there was an insolent smile. "Now, rejoice! Let's invite today's protagonist, Ms. Zhao Qingyu, to appear! ”

There was silence.......

"......" waited for a long time and still didn't see anyone, and Zhou You, who felt the increasingly heavy eyes around him, wiped a cold sweat, stood up stiff, and whispered to the door. What, foam... No, it's the eldest lady, it's me who got too carried away and I admit my mistake, so please hurry up, okay? I feel like I'm going to have to be eaten alive by the angry crowd..."

After a while, just as Leng Tianao, who had a black face, was about to beckon people to drag Zhou You down, the sound of a wheel rolling on the ground suddenly sounded.

Behind the half-concealed entrance, a pale woman sat on a wooden wheelchair and slowly entered the venue.

"Xiao Yu?" Looking at the sick woman, Leng Tianao suddenly frowned. "What the hell is going on? I haven't seen you for a day, how did you become like this? “

But the beautiful woman didn't answer, she just sat so weakly, the wheelchair carried her forward automatically, and on her way, both the outer and inner disciples respectfully moved out of the way.

Although she had just broken through from Qi cultivation to foundation building a few days ago, and although her strength and level were quite poor, many disciples still maintained a sufficient sense of respect for her.

Just because her name is Zhao Qingyu, she is the only daughter of the deceased old head - and in popular terms, the one who should inherit the position of head of the house.

The wooden wheel gurgled and rolled by, and after only a few minutes, the woman came to the high platform where Leng Tianao was.

She raised her head slightly, and her pale face was facing the young man on the stage, and she opened her mouth as if to say something—but was immediately interrupted by a violent cough.

"Xiao Yu, what's wrong with you!" Looking at the woman who seemed to be about to cough up a blood clot, Leng Tianao's face looked anxious - of course, at least on the surface. "What the hell is going on? Doctor, call the doctor! ”

As he spoke, the young man who was about to become the head of a sect wanted to jump off the stage.

However, a whisper stopped the leg he had just taken.

"Don't come near me, Leng Tianao, you traitor....." The woman gasped and labored—probably because of weakness, and the face, which could have been called delicate, now showed a distressing softness. "Fellow Daoists here, seniors, I want to apply for impeachment proceedings for the reason-"

"Leng Tianao, he poisoned the former head of the house with despicable means."

"It's also... My father. ”