Hearing that the voice was a woman, Lin Jinglan didn't feel much strange, because she also saw the figure of a woman among the people standing below, although there were only a few of them.

But it shows that in the martyrdom camp, regardless of men and women, only about ability.

Lin Jinglan looked at the door of the main hall with some curiosity, but he didn't see any movement.

"Up there."

Chang Song on the side chuckled lightly and reminded him kindly, but in Lin Jinglan's opinion, this person was just looking at his own jokes.

When I looked up, a purple color suddenly appeared in front of me.

Slowly jumping down from above, people are in the air, and their posture is graceful.

It wasn't until she landed in front of Lin Jinglan that she saw the woman's appearance clearly.

is also in his twenties, with a delicate face, a smile and an outstanding demeanor.

"My name is Ziling, you are the granddaughter of the old leader, the eldest lady of the Lin family, who is more famous in the capital these days, Lin Jinglan, you are good-looking enough."

Zi Ling stepped forward, looked at Lin Jinglan carefully, and suddenly smiled and spoke, with the style between his eyebrows, even Lin Jinglan couldn't help but take a second look.

Intuition told her that this woman was not simple, with a smile on her face and graceful movements, but there was no warmth in her eyes, and she should have a lot of blood on her hands.

Lin Jinglan thought in his heart.

"Deacon Ziling, please take a seat, I don't know where the other two deacons are at this time, why they haven't appeared."

Lin Jinglan's eyes did not change, and he asked Ziling calmly.

"Oh, you said the other two, one is out of the picture, and I don't have time to come back for the time being, and the other one? It's time in a moment. ”

Zi Ling sat in her own seat and spoke casually.

It's just her words that made Uncle Qi's face look very ugly.

"Nonsense, didn't I say it before, today is the succession ceremony of the new leader, others don't say it, the four deacons, be sure to be there, you guys are good, one by one, either you have something or you are late, have you taken the words of the old leader to heart."

Uncle Qi unceremoniously pointed at Zi Ling and Chang Song to speak.

It can be seen that although he is not a deacon, Uncle Qi's status is not lower than that of a deacon, or even higher, so that he can reprimand these deacons who are above the top without scruples.

Or they have been following their grandfather's side, and because of their grandfather, these people have given three points of thin noodles.

"Master Qi, you were yelled at me, it's not me who is late, if you want to scold, just scold others, well, your nephew has arrived, scold quickly."

Chang Song plucked out his ears and spoke to Uncle Qi indifferently, and when he was halfway through his words, he saw a man in black appear at the door, pointing at him and saying a word faintly.

The person who came was dressed in simple black, holding a long sword in his hand, and his face was upright, but he was cold and scary, and there was no expression on his face.

"Qi Han, you are becoming more and more disagreeable now, and you are even late for the succession ceremony of the leader."

Seeing the comer, Uncle Qi seemed to be even more angry.

Listening to Chang Song's words, the young man named Qi Han below is Uncle Qi's nephew.

He is also one of the four deacons.

"I've got something."

stepped forward, first woke up to Uncle Qi without emotion, then sat in his own seat, and said dryly.

Sure enough, as the name suggests, this person is like an ice cube.

At this time, there are already three deacons, and the other one can't come back from the mission, so the people should be all there at this time.

Lin Jinglan looked at these people as if they were transparent people, and sighed helplessly, sure enough, strength is the key to convincing.

It's just that just when she was about to say something, she was interrupted by Uncle Qi again.

"It's not a formal situation, can you three have some rules on a formal occasion."

What does this mean, Lin Jinglan was a little puzzled again, but he didn't ask.

"Lord Qi, you really have a lot of things, do you want to remind us to remember our identity all the time?"

Zi Ling covered her mouth and chuckled, but then she took out a silver mask from her waist and slowly put it on her face.

The other two did not speak, but they did the same, taking out the silver mask and covering it over their faces.

Looking at so many people in the field, only the masks of the three of them were silver, Lin Jinglan knew that his guess was correct, and the mask was to prove this person's status in the Martyrless Camp.

"Well, now that everyone is here, let's start the succession ceremony for the new leader."

Uncle Qi nodded, thinking in his heart, I hope these people will live a little bit safely and not cause any trouble, if Lin Jinglan can live a peaceful day, it will be a great thing.

"I am the Lin clan, personally appointed by the old leader, handed over the order of no martyrs, passed on my position as the leader of the martyrdom camp, led the martyrdom camp, blessed the people of Dachu and Li, guarded the mountains and rivers of Dachu, and lived up to the will of the ancestors."

Lin Jinglan took out the memorial order from his bosom and bent over the seat where he belonged to the leader.

His hands were held up without a mourning order, and his face was solemn and reverent.

"Do as the leader orders."

Uncle Qi agreed softly, took the no-mortar order from Lin Jinglan's hand, and placed it in a depression on the wall, and matched it tightly.

Then the motif relief on the wall kept moving and turning, making a low creaking sound.

After a slow pause, one of the places on the wall opened, revealing a dark iron box inside.

Uncle Qi stretched out his hand, took out the box, took out the Order, and put it in a groove on the box again, and the box opened, revealing the contents inside.

It was a mask, the same half, but the color and texture were completely different from what Lin Jinglan had seen.

It was a golden mask with a unicorn depicted on it.

Although it is made of gold, it does not have a sense of vulgarity, but has some heavy majesty.

This should be a status symbol that belongs only to the leader of the Immortal Camp.

took the mask from Uncle Qi's hand, and at Uncle Qi's signal, Lin Jinglan was about to put it on himself.

"Don't worry about being the first."

Zi Ling was the first to speak, interrupting Lin Jinglan's movements.

Lin Jinglan and Uncle Qi glanced at each other, and they both saw each other's meanings clearly, and sure enough, they came.

"Do you have any ideas for Deacon Purple Ling?"

Stopping the movement in his hand and holding the golden mask, Lin Jinglan looked at Ziling and asked lightly.

"Thoughts? There must be, there has always been a time when the chief took over the martyrdom camp, he always had to convince the whole camp of the martyrless camp, and you haven't done it yet. ”

Zi Ling was still sitting, her face was casual, as if she didn't put Lin Jinglan in her eyes at all.

"And what do you want to hear?"

Lin Jinglan also asked directly.

"It's very simple, if you defeat the three of us, you can convince the whole camp of the martyrs."