Although the elder was angry, this happened one after another, and he didn't care about these messy relationships between men and women. He looked around with a stern face: "Where is the leader? Why is the leader not there?"

The disciple who was waiting on the side quickly said, "Go back to the elder, the head of the sect returned to the room because of his physical discomfort an hour ago.

The elder frowned and said, "Why don't you notify the head of such an important matter? Hurry up and invite the head of the head."

"yes!"

Within a quarter of an hour, Murong Xuanqing rushed to the side hall in a hurry. Seeing Linlang and Ye Chen who were close together, their already frowning brows were twisting even tighter.

Murong Xuanqing's unhappy eyes swept over the two of them quickly and moved them away, then stopped on Chen Yi's body: "This time it was done by people from the Demon World?"

The nervous and angry look makes people unable to see any flaws.

The heads of other sects angrily scolded when they heard Murong Xuanqing's words:

"Ye Chen is too bold, and he has been against us several times!"

"Yes, the provocation is too obvious. Even the leader dares to kill us, and do you take us seriously?"

"I can't spare him no matter what I say this time!"

"Yes! You can't let him go!"

...

"Everyone." Murong Xuanqing stretched out his hand to pause the increasingly fierce condemnation. "Now is not the time to act rashly. The enemy is in the dark, and we are in the bright spots. We have to make a complete plan!"

The leaders of all the major sects fell into silence.

Although Chen Yi offended many people because of his temper, he also did a lot of dirty things in private.

But no one expected that one day he would die tragically in front of them.

Today is Chen Yi, so who will be the one who will suffer tomorrow?

Thinking of this, many people have the desire to retreat.

Although the Demon Lord Ye Chen is extremely hateful, why don’t they fear his power?

How arrogant and confident it is to be able to kill someone silently under their noses.

Ye Chen, who was sitting on the wooden chair, was playing with Linlang's hair with a playful look, and saw the weak appearance of those decent gentlemen.

Once upon a time, he also regarded these people who were sitting above the top as gods.

But I didn't expect that their bones were so turbid, which made people extremely disgusted.

That's why he desperately escaped from their dirty world without any nostalgia.

Except for the jade Ganoderma lucidum that has accompanied him for ten years.

She is the only pure land he has left in his memories.

Ye Chen gently twisted Linlang's ink hair, his eyes dark.

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These leaders argued all night but didn't make any sense of arguing. Instead, they made many people retreat.

In the end, there was no way to go, so I discussed a compromise:

All sects first sent out some of their children to investigate Ye Chen's whereabouts, and the rest stayed in Kunlun Mountain to take strict precautions.

No matter what, the Fairy Sword Conference must be held as usual.

Linlang can understand these people clearly.

They don't care about who the dead is, they only care whether their interests are damaged.

He talks about upholding justice and practicing the way for heaven all day long, but he doesn't realize that he is extremely hypocritical in his heart.

It was dawn, and the heads of the sects who had confirmed their follow-up work finally breathed a sigh of relief one after another.

Ye Chen stood up with a folding fan, "It's better to do this. We have a lot of people in Shushan, so we can be free. I'll take care of the funeral of President Chen."
Chapter completed!