Yingtian paused for a moment and said loudly: "He is the 'Little Overlord' ranked seventh among the younger generation of masters in the "Wind and Cloud Yearbook"!"

"Wow!"

As soon as these words came out, the hall immediately exploded!

More than two hundred young Taoist nuns were all jumping for joy and screaming with excitement!

Although the hall was extremely noisy and the noises were coming and going, like boiling water, Ying Tianqiong didn't take it seriously at all and did not stop it. It was as if the more excited everyone was, the more he looked at people.

Looks high.

"The festival begins!" Tianmo Laoji shouted, and the hall suddenly became quiet.

Everyone began to retreat to the stone walls on all sides in an orderly manner, and sat down on the futons inside the hanging gauze curtains.

Suddenly, the music of string instruments and string instruments sounded, which was actually mixed with bursts of moaning sounds, which made people feel inexplicably excited.

The curtain on the left side of the upper part of the hall was opened, and eight girls carried a man with his feet floating out.

All the Taoist nuns in the curtain were all raising their heads. They saw the man with his face facing up, being carried in a big letter shape by the eight girls below, slowly circling around the curtain in front of the stone wall, especially the one tied around his neck.

The red silk scarf she wore was even more eye-catching.

The red silk scarf is the unique symbol of the Little Overlord. It immediately caused the Taoist nuns in the curtain to make noises, screams, and laughter. The atmosphere in the hall reached its peak in an instant!

The eight girls gently placed Guo Xuanwu in the center of the hall. Then the music suddenly changed, and they immediately began to dance softly to the music, dancing around Guo Xuanwu who was lying on the ground unable to move.

The music became louder and louder, and faster and faster, and the eight girls danced even more crazily, completely forgetting themselves. It could be said that they were unable to extricate themselves, and the group of demons danced wildly.

"Dang!"

The high-pitched music suddenly stopped, and a deafening gong sounded.

All eight girls stopped, each one dripping with sweat, and knelt on the ground facing Ying Tianqiong. The entire hall was silent.

Ying Tianqiong's hoarse voice sounded again: "From today on, he is the third generation head of our sect. You must obey his instructions without making any mistakes!"

After saying that, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed it in the air. Guo Xuanwu's burly body immediately flew towards him. Ying Tianqiong pinched Guo Xuanwu under his arm and disappeared in a flash.

Inside a cultivation room in Shangqing Palace.

Guo Xuanwu finally woke up. He was lying on the bed, vaguely recalling the scene with Han Ying in the carriage. He wanted to cry without tears, and even wanted to die.

"Nah! My first time was actually raped by a female gangster...in a carriage...it's so unreasonable..."

After struggling for a long time, he suddenly opened his eyes and saw the unfamiliar environment around him. He was surprised and immediately jumped up. He suddenly saw eight young Taoist nuns divided into two rows and kneeling in front of him.

He was so frightened that he trembled.

"Disciple, see the leader!"

The eight Taoist nuns looked respectful, and they all paid homage to the new master, who was "both a master and a husband."

"Head?"

Guo Xuanwu was a little confused and asked with a frown: "What time is it now?"

A Taoist nun sweetly replied: "Report to the master! It's dinner time now, you have been asleep for three hours."

As soon as he heard it was dinner time, Guo Xuanwu's stomach immediately began to growl. He touched his stomach and thought to himself: "It doesn't matter whether he is in charge or not, let's finish eating first!"

Thinking of this, he immediately shouted: "I want to have a big dinner!"

In just one cup of tea, the table in the room was filled with steaming delicacies.

As soon as he came, he was content with it. Guo Xuanwu didn't care about it. He sat at the table and ate happily. The eight Taoist nuns stood aside respectfully and waited on him carefully.

"What are your names?" Guo Xuanwu asked while eating.

One of the Taoist nuns said respectfully: "The disciples are all surnamed 'Ying', and their seniority is determined by spring, summer, autumn, winter and plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum. The disciple's name is Ying Lanyan, which is the word 'lan'."

The sixth generation disciple."

"Oh..." Guo Xuanwu nodded casually while eating.

"Master, the disciples are so happy to have such a handsome master and husband like you. Being able to serve you is also a blessing for our sisters!" Ying Lanyan said with a sweet smile.

"Oh! Huh?" Guo Xuanwu was stunned immediately.

"Master and husband?! I'm going to..."

He asked with some embarrassment: "What did you... just... say? Master and... what?"

"Master and husband!"

Ying Lanyan's eyes showed excitement: "Master, please don't be shy. There are thousands of female disciples in the 'Ghost Sect', and they are all your concubines. You can favor whoever you want. Everyone is looking forward to it."

I hope I can carry on the family lineage for you. From now on, the whole world will be filled with your descendants, but you will be busy!"

"The disciples all pray for the master's blessings!" The eight girls bowed in unison and said.

"Nima..."

Guo Xuanwu couldn't help but trembled, and thought to himself: "What the hell is this ghost gate? Apart from other things, this brainwashing technique is really amazing. Each of them... how come they don't have any sense of shame at all? Actually

It’s like looking forward to the stars and the moon... Damn it! Could it be that their leader is actually a stallion for breeding?"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but swallow a few mouthfuls and couldn't even eat.

Looking at their respectful expressions, Guo Xuanwu thought again: "It doesn't matter who he is! Go to hell! As long as he can break into the core circle of the Confucian-Lao Association, he can completely destroy it. This is a small thing.

What does his sacrifice mean? Once he comes, let him live in peace! I want to see what this 'ghost gate' can do!"

Thinking of this, Guo Xuanwu took the current situation calmly. He stretched out and asked casually: "By the way, where is Han Ying? Call her over and have dinner with... this leader.

!”

Ying Lanyan replied: "Report to the leader! Senior Sister Han Ying is feeling a little unwell and is being nursed back to health by Lepus. I wonder why you summoned her? If it's just to eat, the disciples can do it for you!"

Guo Xuanwu's face darkened and he pretended to be dissatisfied: "Are you the leader or am I the leader? Do I have to report everything to you first?"

"Disciple dare not! Disciple deserves death!"

Ying Lanyan immediately knelt down with a panicked look on her face and begged bitterly: "This disciple is speaking nonsense and talking nonsense. He really has no intention of contradicting the master! Please don't let the ancestor know, otherwise I will be 'brain-eaten by ten thousand ghosts'

Executed to death!"

The other seven girls also knelt down and begged in unison, all of them crying like tears.

Guo Xuanwu chuckled, waved his hands and said: "You all get up! If you can't even make such a joke, then what's the fun of being the leader? He kills people at every turn, it's simply inexplicable! Why don't you ask me for this meal?

How can I eat it?"

Only then did the eight of them burst into laughter and quickly stood up.

Ying Lanyan wiped her tears and said: "Since the master misses the senior sister, the disciple will invite her here!" After saying this, she turned around and closed the door.

"Miss you? I think it's almost better if she dies!" Guo Xuanwu snorted in his heart.
Chapter completed!