Chapter 3 Do you complain about the commands of this seat?
Meng Lang, traverser.
The soul piercing began as a baby, and when he was ten years old, his family changed dramatically and was destroyed by others.
Just as he was about to be killed, the traverser goldfinger activated, and a mirror he picked up before crossing saved him.
That mirror seemed to have the ability to teleport, and a moment before he was killed, Meng Lang appeared a thousand miles away.
But the mirror shattered, and then turned to ashes and disappeared into the wind.
At the same time, a technique appeared in Meng Lang's mind - [Emperor Nu True Sutra].
This exercise can absorb the negative emotions of other people's anger and turn them into energy.
That is to say, as long as you provoke others, you will be able to improve your cultivation.
This method, even dick!
Then because the enemies who destroyed Meng Lang's family were decent hypocrites, Meng Lang joined the Demon Gate in anger.
Relying on the [Nu Emperor True Scripture], at the age of eighteen, he became the leader of the Cult of the Gods, and led the Cult of the Gods to become the first sect of the Demon Gate.
Then because his appearance was too handsome, he was so handsome that no one in the sky or on the earth was invincible, so Meng Lang kept wearing a bronze grimace mask for himself.
It's a good thing to be handsome.
But to the point where Meng Lang is handsome, there are too many troubles!
Why?
This...... Those who understand understand, and those who don't understand, you don't understand when you say it, so it's better not to say it.
I can only say that I understand everything, and I can't do anything about what I don't understand.
That's why Meng Lang had to wear a mask to cover his earth-shattering face.
Straight to the point!
The blood feud of the year has naturally been avenged a long time ago, and it is impossible to have such a bloody plot of revenge in the future.
After staying in the Demon Sect for so long and becoming the sect leader, Meng Lang naturally will not be a soft-hearted virgin, revenge must be liquidated, and it is impossible to play anything to repay grievances with virtue.
Blood for blood!
Now, it is the third year that Meng Lang has become the leader of the Loose God Sect.
It's just that he was injured a little, and as soon as he came back from his injury, someone wanted to seek power and usurp the throne, and he wanted to directly draw his sword and hack himself to death.
Can this be endured?
After so many years in the Demon Sect, the first truth that Meng Lang learned was that he must not be soft-hearted.
Whoever wants to kill himself, he will kill him!
So this Li Hongquan is still too naΓ―ve and doesn't know Meng Lang well enough.
When he drew his sword and killed Meng Lang, it was impossible for him to survive.
Unless, he can beat Meng Lang.
Obviously, you can't beat it!
Li Hongquan had just thanked Xie Menglang for sparing his life, when he heard Meng Lang ask Chun'er to kill him.
This...... can't help but make him angry!
"Meng Lang, you said to spare my life, you don't believe in your words, you lie to people!!" Li Hongquan roared angrily.
Meng Lang helped the bronze grimace mask on his face, walked down from the sedan chair, and looked at Li Hongquan indifferently.
"Li Hongquan, you have disappointed this seat too much. β
"Meng Lang, I didn't hurt you at all, and I already knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, kowtowing a thousand times, a thousand ah!
On top of that, I also abandoned my martial arts!!
You promised to spare my life, and I'm like this, why do you want to go back on your word!!"
"Do you know what people outside the Divine Cult think of this seat?"
"You are a heinous devil, Meng Lang, you must die a good death!!"
"Li Hongquan, you have been with this seat for so many years, this seat thought that you had great talents, and I had high hopes for you, and you are indeed not bad, you broke through the innate at a young age and became the second master of this sect.
Unfortunately, this seat is wrong.
You're not a big talent at all, just stupid.
Since you know that this seat is the most heinous demon, then do you believe what this seat says?
In front of the heinous devil, what is the little evil of lying?
From the second you draw your sword to kill this seat, it is impossible for this seat to spare you from death.
This seat makes you kowtow and makes you waste your work, but it is simply humiliating you.
And you will live up to your expectations, and you will bring shame on yourself!"
Meng Lang wants to tell everyone here a truth, even if it is innate, if you dare to draw a sword against yourself, it is a dead end!
Li Hongquan roared angrily: "Meng Lang, you can't die well!!!
The more angry this guy was, the more Meng Lang could feel the scorching energy surging into his body, and then he was absorbed and refined by the Emperor Nu True Scripture to become a pure Emperor Nu True Qi.
Just when Meng Lang felt this unparalleled pleasure, it suddenly stopped.
Take a look......
Chun'er took a dagger and stabbed it in Li Hongquan's chest.
He's dead!
In spring, summer, autumn and winter, they are Meng Lang's four personal maids, who do everything except for the bed, including warming the bed.
Meng Lang glared at Chun'er fiercely, and said dissatisfiedly: "What are you doing so fast, don't you see that this seat hasn't finished speaking?"
Chun'er's mouth widened, and she said aggrievedly: "Sect Master, it's obvious that you just asked me to kill it." And this guy is disrespectful to you, it's not a pity to die!"
Meng Lang is helpless, let you kill or not, let you kill now!
With this eyesight, another person would have been gouged out his eyes.
"Welcome back the sect master!" "Taishang Elder Bai Lixuan, the first to shout at Meng Lang.
Then from the Holy Envoy to the Dharma Protector and Elder......
One by one, they shouted in an orderly manner.
"Welcome back the Sect Master!"
"Welcome back the Sect Master!"
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Most of the people cheered sincerely.
After all, compared to choosing a new sect leader, Meng Lang was more convincing to them.
Meng Lang raised his hand and pressed it down.
He wears a bronze grimace mask, which makes people unable to see the expression, and the joy and anger cannot be seen.
"In the three months that this seat has been absent, everyone has been fortunate. β
The people of the Cult of the Loose God knelt honestly, not daring to talk nonsense, after all, the sect leader was moody, and even if he said compliments, he might offend him.
Only by talking less and not speaking can we avoid offending the sect leader!
Sure enough, the sect leader's next words did not disappoint them.
"However, you should be happy, otherwise what would this seat do to raise you?
Therefore, if someone answered the word "unfortunate and bitter" just now, I am afraid that it will be cold.
Seeing that everyone didn't dare to breathe, Meng Lang couldn't help but be a little disappointed.
For these sect members, he basically can't get wool, and it is even more difficult to provoke these people to obtain the energy of the Nu Emperor's True Scripture than to ascend to the sky.
Because even if Meng Lang slapped them, they would smile and stretch out the other side of their faces.
If that's not enough, let's use a deep analogy:
Even if Meng Lang stood on top of them and pulled __, they would take the initiative to open their mouths and thank the sect leader for giving him.
Trying to provoke them......
It's absolutely not okay to let them unless they die!
"Should Li Hongquan die?" Meng Lang suddenly asked to everyone.
There is nothing to avoid this problem, and everyone said in unison: "Yes!"
You can't be silent at this time, otherwise wouldn't you not give face to the sect leader?
The person who doesn't give face to the sect leader hasn't been born yet-
All sent down to reincarnation!
"In fact, Li Hongquan just said that he is loyal to the Divine Religion and has no two hearts, which I believe in.
However, he was wrong!
What this seat needs is not loyalty to the Divine Religion, but loyalty to this seat.
Without this seat, the Cult of the Loose God is just a second-rate sect.
Therefore, your current scenery is not taught to you by the god of care, but given to you by this seat!
This seat can be given to you, and it can be taken back.
There will always be only one sect leader in the Cult of the Gods, and that is this seat, Meng Lang!
It doesn't matter if it's been missing for three months, three years, or thirty years...... As long as anyone wants to get involved in the position of the sect leader, there is no forgiveness.
Remember, even if the sect is exterminated, the Loose God Sect will also be surnamed Meng!"
When Meng Lang spoke, everyone lowered their heads, not daring to breathe, for fear that the wheezing sound would anger Meng Lang.
Because they know the leader very well, and if the leader is the head of a country, then the word "tyrant" is 100% appropriate to him.
Not a faint king, but a tyrant!
When it was confirmed that the sect leader had finished speaking, the people of the Loose God Sect began to chant in unison.
"Sect Leader Hong Fu Qi Tian, Shou and Tian Qi, powerful all over the world, invincible!"
"Sect Leader Hong Fu Qi Tian, Shou and Tian Qi, powerful all over the world, invincible!"
"Sect Leader Hong Fu Qi Tian, Shou and Tian Qi, powerful all over the world, invincible!"
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After a while, Meng Lang raised his hand again and pressed it down.
Crowd receiving.
Then Meng Lang began to roll call.
"Sawyer. β
"The subordinates are here!"
A samurai with a sword at his waist stepped out of the crowd.
"From today on, you give up the position of Dharma Protector, Elder Ye is promoted to Dharma Protector, and you retire as Elder!"
"The subordinates receive the order. Sawyer fell to his knees.
Sawyer, one of the four protectors of the Cult of the Loose God, is titled [Wind God Sword].
Everyone's hearts trembled, is the sect leader going to start liquidating so soon?
However, why did Naso Protector go under the knife?
Suo Protector has always behaved honestly!
Meng Lang walked up to Sawyer, and the two eyes exposed on the bronze grimace mask reflected an incomparably cold and calm aura.
"Do you have any complaints about this command?"