when!

The majestic bell echoed in the mountains and forests, reaching a distance of tens of miles. At the end of the line of sight, echoes could still be heard in the air.

At the foot of Wudang Mountain.

The huge team has officially entered the core sphere of influence of the Wu-Tang Clan.

From a distance, the Mingjiao disciples who were walking in front and on guard had already noticed that the Wudang sect began to greet them with a grand ceremony.

And in the distance...

Those who were hiding, or other people in the world who were openly watching the fun, naturally discovered the Mingjiao people.

When they saw this huge team, this group of people in the world seemed to be frightened involuntarily, and they stepped back a few steps in unison, as if they had seen something terrifying.

alert.

Be prepared.

I was afraid that if one of my group made a bad look, they would be hit by the other party.

"..."

Yue Yuan glanced slightly, walking in the center, sitting on the sweaty horse, and glanced at the onlookers who were starting to retreat in the distance, and a trace of surprise flashed in his heart. As his earlobes moved slightly, the words they were talking to each other were already clear.

Into the ear.

After listening quietly, a word suddenly came to Yue Yuan's ears that caught his attention.

Demonic Cult?

Demonic Cult!

When did Mingjiao start to have this nickname?

Someone is stirring up the situation and trying to fish in troubled waters.

Such thoughts flashed through my mind.

at the same time.

The green-winged bat king Wei Yixiao, who was following him, also cast his eyes far away at the people in the world in the distance, and said: "Leader, someone is framing this! He deserves to be killed!"

In the past, the Ming Cult had a bad reputation, but it was not to the point of being called the Demon Cult.

Mingjiao.

Demonic Cult.

If the word is different, the meaning and result will be very different.

A single word difference can even affect the overall situation of Mingjiao in terrible times.

“It’s not easy to deal with!”

The one who replied was the White-browed Eagle King Yin Tianzheng. On this trip to Wudang, no one from the Mingjiao family except Yue Yuan could go. Only the White-browed Eagle King had to accompany him because he was Zhang Wuji’s grandfather, and Zhang Wuji

Right now, he is the only person in the world who knows the whereabouts of the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun.

The White-browed Eagle King's expression was not good-looking at the moment. His solemn gaze swept over the man who kept talking in a low voice, and said: "Our Holy Cult is now in an embarrassing situation."

"These rumors are enough to kill someone!"

What Yin Tianzheng said is not wrong.

Yue Yuan lowered his eyebrows in deep thought. Rumors are enough to kill people and destroy a person's innocence.

same.

The Mingjiao, who cannot control public opinion, is not afraid of swords, guns and sticks in the face of the public. Even if it is a cold arrow in the dark, it can still resist it. But this way of killing with words only limits the ability of the Mingjiao itself.

It is said that a country is easy to change but its nature is hard to change.

It is extremely difficult to change one person's habits, but it is even more terrifying to change the habits of a group of people.

Especially when the reputation of Mingjiao itself is not that good, compared with other sects in the world, Mingjiao exists in a contradictory state of transparency and opacity.

What is transparent is the Mingjiao's bad reputation in the world and the arrogant temperament of its disciples.

What is opaque are the people’s fantasies and definitions of evil.

When bad things happened, Mingjiao became the first target of suspicion.

So the White-browed Eagle King's complexion is very ugly.

Everyone within Mingjiao knows that it is a rumor, but once the rumor is admitted by too many people, it becomes true.

Not to kill?

You will just let the other person continue.

kill?

It was an admission from the side of what the other party had said, providing favorable evidence for the name of the Demon Cult.

The other party is just like a hedgehog, like a stone in a latrine, smelly and hard.

And the most important thing before them is who is the instigator behind spreading the rumors? Such a despicable approach is really shameful. You must know that not even Cihang Jingzhai used to frame the marriage like this.

What a disaster way to do something like this.

Especially when placed in front of Yin Tianzheng, the White-browed Eagle King who has always been upright and tough.

Hearing this, the Green-winged Bat King, who was originally angry, calmed down.

He is deep in thought.

Who wants to put Mingjiao at the center of the stage? Let Mingjiao be the biggest leader, whether in the confrontation with Meng Yuan or in the world.

The leader...

what will you do?

While thinking, Wei Yixiao's eyes fell on Yue Yuan who was deep in thought.

At this time, Yue Yuan had already made a move.

Yue Yuan slowly raised his head and looked directly at the man who was still saying hello, as if he was telling a story.

"Um?"

The middle-aged man who was describing the terror of the Ming Cult to the people around him, and even pointed out the identity of the current leader of the Ming Cult, felt as if he was being stared at by a ferocious beast.

look up.

Their eyes happened to be facing each other.

The words on his lips stopped suddenly, and what he saw was a pair of indifferent eyes.

Staring at him indifferently, he then saw the new leader of the Ming Sect, who was riding on the back of a sweaty horse, slowly stretching out his hand, raising an index finger towards him, and making a swinging motion.

The meaning is self-evident.

The other party is warning himself.

He swallowed his saliva, and a lot of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Facing those eyes, he felt that he was carrying a huge amount of pressure.

Is it stop?

Or continue?

His lips twitched, and just when the middle-aged man was about to give up his plan, his mind couldn't help but flashing back to the organization's punishments for those who did things unfavorably, and he suddenly shuddered.

Shivering, he avoided Yue Yuan's gaze.

He still has to continue.

The tasks assigned by the Dragon Head must be completed.

Because he knew very well that he was playing with fire openly in front of the leader of the Demon Cult.

Life is not in your own hands, it's in the other person's thoughts.

but……

Does the other party dare to kill me?

The Ming Cult is no longer a Demonic Cult!

If he kills himself, then in front of the people of the world and in front of the Wudang Sect, the title of Demon Cult will be completely established.

Looking back, the middle-aged man hid behind a person and started mumbling and spreading gossip again.

…

in the team.

Yue Yuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he saw this. He already knew where this man came from.

The Qinglong Club has indeed taken action.

And this Jianghu man who looks like a storyteller is afraid that one of his true identities is actually a storyteller who hangs out in the inn, the storyteller of Yuelai Inn.

Shaked his head.
To be continued...