Yun Fan was not unaware of the strange behavior of the heads present, but he was quite curious in his heart, so he asked: "Actually, I also want to know what the hell they have committed?"
Yun Fan was not a stupid person, so he naturally knew that it was inappropriate to inquire at this time, but the matter was so important that he could no longer worry about it.
Sure enough, as soon as he asked the question, the faces of the three heads turned gloomy and terrifying.
Hearing the Mingdao leader of the Zhongxin Hall speak slowly, his brows instantly furrowed and his words were cold to the core: "These are our sect's own affairs. I don't think it's inconvenient for you, Mr. Yun, to interfere."
Di Shanyan continued: "I heard that your Excellency is neither good nor evil, and that you have dealt with the ruthless King of Hell, Yan Zhen. I wonder if this is true?"
Since the disciples of each of their sects had sent messages to several of their sect leaders by flying pigeons before, and had mentioned Yun Fan and Sikong Yujiu emphatically, therefore, they had not dealt with Yun Fan before. The fortune tellers then made a careful investigation, and what they already knew was that Yun Fan seemed to be a fortune teller. He was neither good nor evil, nor the right way. He no longer belonged to the devil's path, and he was also related to some people in the devil's path. They had met before, but they only knew this much, and nothing else was found out, let alone what sect he came from! It seems that his origin is quite mysterious.
Yun Fan did not deny it and continued: "Yan Zhen was indeed a member of the devil's path, but as far as I know, he has retired from the world and taken refuge in my Buddha."
Di Shanyan said faintly: "That being said, you often interact with people in the devil's path. Why should we believe you?"
"..." Lin Haoran stared at Yun Fan closely after hearing this, his eyes gleaming.
The other two heads also cast obviously suspicious glances at Yun Fan, because he was too questionable.
As for what they said and thought, Yun Fan saw it all and understood it in his heart. He would not say anything more, because that would make them misunderstand him even more.
As the saying goes, a thousand cups of wine is too little to meet a close friend, and half a sentence is too much to talk without speculation.
He said directly: "Since several of you have doubts about me, I have no choice but to resign first."
"Please!" Yun Fan gave a slight salute to Lin Haoran who was sitting on top, then turned and walked away.
Glancing at the direction Yun Fan was leaving, Di Shanyan said coldly: "Yun Fan actually proposed Yin Wenhao and Yue Hanyan, these two beasts, it is simply unreasonable!"
Mingdao looked at the two leaders beside him, then nodded and said: "Actually, Yunfan's proposal is worth considering."
Hearing this, Geda flatly refused: "Absolutely not! I don't believe that our five major sects will never be able to find other masters!"
In fact, Geda's words were completely flattering. He naturally knew whether there were other masters who could fight. I'm afraid even he himself wouldn't believe what he said, it was just to save face.
Lin Haoran: "..."
Lin Haoran discussed with the three masters for a long time, but in the end they were still unable to determine which masters would participate in the battle to win the seal. Lin Haoran had to put the matter aside for the time being and discuss it later.
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There are two flowers, one on each side. After talking about Lin Haoran's side, let's talk about Song Wanxi's side.
Song Wanxi was secretly attacked by his inner demons that day. He was saved by Yun Fan and others, but luckily survived. He only suffered minor injuries, which caused him to be in a coma for several days, until Fang Youyou woke up this morning.
In the blink of an eye, it was Shenshi on the same day, and his mental state was very bad. He looked restless and absent-minded.
From waking up in the morning to now, not a grain of rice has been eaten and not a drop of water has been touched. He just kept staring at the sword in his hand, his own. There, a person was alone in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.
At this time, the junior brothers around him had also noticed something strange about their senior brother.
Today, several of their senior brothers and junior sisters had made an appointment to practice swordsmanship together.
Shen Qianxing held his hand and said, "Senior Brother, are you okay? If you are not in good spirits, let's practice again next time."
Originally, today, when several junior brothers and junior sisters headed by him saw that Song Wanxi had finally recovered, they wanted to come to him to specifically ask for advice on their own swordsmanship - Qiushui Swordsmanship. But seeing him like this, with his eyes dull and his mind in a trance, all the junior brothers and junior sisters were very worried about him.
At this moment, disciples from other sects nearby, to be precise, several disciples from Ba Dao Sect and Xuan Zhenguan were walking leisurely and leisurely.
As they walked, they said sarcastically and sarcastically: "Brother Song is really lucky to be able to practice swordsmanship so soon!"
"Alas! Uncle Qin Shangwu and several seniors from the Ba Dao Sect are not so lucky!"
As soon as they finished speaking, the eyes of Shen Qianxing and others condensed for a moment, but they did not speak immediately.
After all, their five major sects of the righteous path are now united and allied to fight against the demonic path. They must not ruin the alliance's plans just because of these small things!
Which one is more important and which one is less important, they know very well.
Lin Yuqing was so impatient that he couldn't control so much. When he heard that they were speaking rudely to his respected senior brother, he immediately asked in a deep voice: "What did you say?"
Ye Yanran said: "We are all in the same boat. No one wants this to happen. Aren't we sad about the death of several seniors?"
At this time, Song Wanxi, as the senior brother, kept his head bowed and said not a word.
"The ones who died were our people, and now it's you who have taken the credit. Of course you can't even be happy."
"He only protects his own family, but doesn't care about the life and death of others. Such different treatment is unfair. In my opinion, Lin Haoran is not qualified to be the leader of the alliance!"
"Not bad!" Everyone agreed.
Lin Yuqing immediately said angrily after hearing this: "You are not allowed to slander my father!"
The words fell to the ground. Lin Yuqing immediately drew out his sword. The sharp sword was unsheathed and pointed directly at the rude people opposite with its cold and mighty sword light. The anger contained in the beautiful eyes could burn the disciples of other sects opposite to ashes on the spot.
For Lin Yuqing, her father Lin Haoran is the embodiment of righteousness. He is full of righteousness and wholeheartedly fights against evil. He never has any selfish thoughts and devotes everything to the cause of righteousness. He is the example he learns and respects, and he is also the model for her. The person to be pursued is the leader of the Righteous Path and the leader of the five major sects of the Righteous Path. No one is more suitable than him. His tall and majestic image naturally does not allow outsiders to slander or insult him in the slightest.
Almost the moment Lin Yuqing drew his sword, the long swords in the hands of the opponent's disciples also unsheathed themselves.
The atmosphere suddenly changed. The calm and gentle atmosphere condensed in an instant, and suddenly became tense.
At this critical moment, a sonorous and powerful shout broke out at the right time: "Junior sister, stop!"
The person who spoke out to stop Lin Yuqing was Shen Qianxing.
Song Wanxi, who was standing aside, still looked the same as before, without any change.
Shen Qianxing hurriedly walked up to Lin Yuqing, and pressed his right hand firmly on the shining sword in her hand. At the same time, he suppressed the sudden anger in his junior sister's heart.
Those disciples then angrily put their long swords back into their scabbards, with a hint of provocation still in their eyes. Apparently they still couldn't let it go.
After all, whoever fell on him at this time, he didn't think about it well, why all the masters of his sect were killed by the inner demon, and Song Wanxi of Qiushui Villa was the only one who was not in danger, nothing happened. They were all under the protection of Qiushui Villa, but they ended up with two completely different results. Anyone can't help but think about it. This is human nature!
