Chapter 23, Zhuo is in charge of the demon, and the senior brother may have appeared
He was thinking about it when he suddenly heard a pop, and the large bubble that had wrapped him before burst in one fell swoop, and the cold lake water suddenly invaded, and then Zhuo Qiuyan's body sank down, and the whole person fell into the water.
This water is much stronger than the previous lake, at least there will be no such horror as flesh and bones, but I don't know what kind of magical things it is, what kind of water avoidance spells, water droplets, it is not easy to use in front of this water, and it is all swimming in the water by one's own nature.
Zhuo Qiuyan hurriedly held his breath, kicked his legs hard, and slammed his hands hard, ignoring his previous image, desperately scribbling towards the top.
The others were in the same situation, a few of them didn't know how to water, but they suffered, and after a while, their faces turned red, and their hands and feet were scratched but they still sank to the bottom.
There are those who went to save the door and picked up their lives, and there are also those who just went to the bottom of the water and never went back.
This scene fell in Zhuo Qiuyan's eyes, and he couldn't help frowning, only to realize that this water was not as simple as he thought.
It's better to swim out quickly.
But I don't know what's wrong, the water surface is obviously close in front of me, and I can't swim to the end, Zhuo Qiuyan, who is very good at water, swam for a while, and began to feel that my hands and feet seemed to be hung with a thousand catties of heavy stones, and I became more and more weak, and then my whole chest was about to be suffocated, and I felt that I couldn't hold on soon.
The scene of water and light made his mind groggy and indistinct, unable to recognize where he was at the moment.
Dangerous and negative thoughts begin to creep through the consciousness.
In a trance, it seemed that he had returned to the Qingshan Sect, and saw that the main seat in the hall was empty, which was the position of the head of Zhuo Qiuyan's heart, and it was he who single-handedly killed what his senior brother had obtained with great difficulty.
Zhuo Qiuyan's heart moved, and he stretched out his hand to touch it, but it was obviously within his reach, but he couldn't reach it.
The more this happened, the more Zhuo Qiuyan wanted to move forward, and his heart became impatient.
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared on the throne that had been vacant before, and the man was dressed in a gauze robe with a bewitching face, blocking in front of him.
It's not his senior brother, who is Mu Xinghe.
was blocked by his senior brother on the way to the position of the head of the house, Zhuo Qiuyan couldn't help but distort his face, he didn't hide it at all for Mu Xinghe, and directly faced it with his truest self.
Just before he could spit out anything, Mu Xinghe, who was looking at him from top to bottom, suddenly smiled slightly, turned to the seat of the head, reached out and lifted the hem, and sat in the position of the head.
Zhuo Qiuyan suddenly trembled with anger, and wanted to scold, but it seemed that his throat was blocked by something, and he couldn't scold a word.
I've only been in charge for a few days, and Mu Xinghe, a stinky and shameless person, actually wants to rob it?!
He knew that Mu Xinghe seemed to be light-hearted, open-minded and desireless, but in fact, he had always been thinking about the position of the head of the house.
As a result, he pretended to be as if he didn't care, and kept moving behind his back.
No, absolutely not.
After many years of business and hard work, how could the head of the company be handed over to him so easily!
No, absolutely not.
Zhuo Qiuyan wanted to stop it, but he stared desperately at a pair of eyes, and could only watch Mu Xinghe sit there, laughing at his back, and didn't know when it started, a group of people rushed over next to him, Feng Guishui, Fu Sanshan, and Situ Yuntian, all with their own apprentices and grandchildren, bowed down respectfully to Mu Xinghe, and said loudly:
"Master!"
Zhuo Qiuyan raised his hand to stop it, but then he found that his hands and feet were as stiff as dead, and he couldn't even move his fingertips slightly.