The four friends in Meizhuang looked as if they were ashen. Huang Zhonggong slowly stepped forward and shouted: "Everyone, Huang Zhonggong must give you an explanation for the matter of the second brother Hei Baizi. You guys, come out!"

A large group of people quickly walked out of the crowd. These were temporarily compiled by Huang Zhonggong and the four elders, including Bao Dachu, Qin Weibang, Wang Cheng, Sang Sanniang, and others. The four elders were killed by the four friends of Meizhuang when they were in Meizhuang by tricks. The four elders also absorbed the internal strength of the four elders and their skills increased greatly.

Mr. Huang Zhonggong was not familiar with most of these people, and he whispered loudly: "Everyone, Mr. Huang Zhonggong has retired long ago. He heard that the leader of the Eastern Sect was going to come to the God Cult. These people have been defected to me recently. We brothers are not familiar with each other, so I think everyone is familiar with each other. You can ask questions at will. If my brother really makes a mistake, Mr. Huang Zhonggong is willing to give everyone an explanation."

When everyone heard this, they looked at Huang Zhonggong and the other two, and then looked at the group of disciples of the Demon Sect. Many of them had already surrounded them, and some of them knew each other and asked in a low voice.

After an hour, many people were very disappointed and annoyed. They asked for a long time, but they couldn't even ask. Suddenly, one person shouted: "What did you say?"

His words suddenly attracted everyone's attention, and the crowd surged, and many people gathered in front of him.

"Come here!" Tong Baixiong shouted loudly, his body rushed down like a big roc, grabbed the person being asked, and returned to the stage. He patted the person on the shoulder and said, "What do you know?"

The man looked around carefully and found that everyone was staring at him. He swallowed his saliva in fear and whispered: "I am a disciple of Xuanwu Temple, and I am usually responsible for recording the information of each disciple. I just noticed that the people recorded in the book seem to be here, and there is no lack of anyone."

"What does it mean?" Tong Baixiong asked.

He quickly said, "That person... may not be ours."

Tong Baixiong frowned. He glanced at everyone and found that everyone was suspicious and hesitant, and said, "Do you have a list?"

"Yes, yes... are in my Xuanwu Hall." The man answered immediately, and Tong Baixiong ordered: "Tongxin, take him to Xuanwu Hall for a walk."

"Lord Luo, you go too."

Xiang Wentian suddenly spoke and pointed at a person in the crowd and said. Lord Na Luo nodded and immediately followed. Tong Baixiong snorted coldly, and was very dissatisfied with Xiang Wentian's words of distrust of him.

The audience fell silent again, and with the sound of the three of them returning, their hearts raised. Lord Luo returned to Xiang Wentian and took out a book from his arms. Xiang Wentian quickly took it and then turned around.

He looked at it, recorded the approximate number of people, passed it to others, and his eyes fell on the group below. Judging from the number of people recorded in the roster, the two were consistent.

Everyone looked at it one by one and their faces became ugly. Through the list, they could also confirm that one of the ten people who had just entered the secret passage with Hei Baizi was wrong.

"You... do anyone remember the appearance of that person?" Xiang Wentian pondered for a while and asked the forty-nine people.

They were at a loss and shook their heads one by one. To put it, they really don't remember the person's appearance. It seemed that the person always lowered his head, and even if he raised his head, he would block his face.

"It seems that there may be spies among us." Xiang Wentian sneered, and his eyes were coldly scanning the people below. Finally, he placed them on Huang Zhonggong and the other two and said coldly: "Huang Zhonggong, you four have learned the Star-absorbing** of the leader. If you have no other intentions, everyone will not believe it. As long as you master the antidote to the Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill, with the four martial arts, the position of this leader...hehe..."

Huang Zhonggong was anxious and shouted: "Xiang Wentian, don't swear. I'm here just to understand the medicine."

"Is that true?" Xiang Wentian asked strangely, and the other people looked at the three of them with bad eyes. No matter what, these three people are all threats, and they are a great threat. Ren Woxing's interests have left a considerable shadow on everyone.

Huang Zhonggong's mind turned sharply. He glanced at Feng Er Middle School, his eyes fixed, and he replied: "Xiang Wentian, even if we are interested, we are powerless in front of all the elders. However, these are all things within our Divine Cult. The Feng Er Middle School among you is the successor of Feng Qingyang in Huashan. What does it mean to bring him?"

"Huashan School..."

Everyone was upset and looked at the so-called Feng Erzhong one by one. Xiang Wentian seemed to have expected it, and said calmly: "Mr. Huang Zhong, you seem to have misunderstood. I went to Meizhuang that day and said that I was from the Songshan Sect? Do you believe this?"

"Hmph! Don't be evasive there. If he is not from the Huashan Sect, how can he understand the sword technique of the Huashan Sect?" Huang Zhonggong's sharp blow made Linghu Chong change color. But Xiang Wentian was not anxious and said quietly: "I said you were wrong because he was not called Feng Er Middle School, but Linghu Chong. He is the man of the Saint Aunt, so why can't he come to my God Cult?"

This sentence made everyone feel even more unfair. Linghu Chong, the abandoned disciple of the Huashan Sect who learned to absorb stars.

After Xiang Wentian said this, everyone thought of the fight in Luzhu Lane. Linghu Chong was with Miss Ren at that time, and Xiang Wentian had no flaws in his words. But what everyone cares about was that Linghu Chong's star-absorbing ** was just like everyone caring about the star-absorbing ** of the four friends in Meizhuang.

What a guy! Although one of the four friends in Meizhuang died, another one has appeared now.

The words have been broken, and Xiang Wentian will not give everyone a chance to attack. He continued: "Dear believers, my God Cult has suffered a great disaster. We should work together to solve everyone's problems. But the snake has no head. At this critical moment, you doubt me, and I doubt you, because there is no leader. Why not, we will choose a leader and lead everyone to find the antidote for the Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill. If you succeed, you will naturally be more convinced. If you fail, you will die together."

"What I said to the left is reasonable, I, Zhuque Hall, support me." Lord Luo, was the first to stand up and yelled loudly. Those who supported Ren Yingying also stood up one by one and made loud sounds. But the others, without saying a word, quietly staring at the people on the stage.

Tong Baixiong's eyes swept over the elders and finally stopped on Linghu Chong. He had seen Linghu Chong's martial arts. His swordsmanship was extremely high. If he used martial arts to win, the position of the leader would definitely be his. However, this person was not a disciple of my God Sect. So should he support him?

'He is an abandoned disciple of Huashan and a man of the Saint Aunt. It is also necessary to be the leader of the God Cult...' After thinking about it, Tong Baixiong said decisively: "What the envoy to the left makes sense. Now, we cannot find the antidote for the Three Corpse Brain Divine Pills because the power is dispersed. If a leader is here, everyone's power can be concentrated together. Everyone, everyone's lives are very important, and we should not delay it."

"What Master Tong said is reasonable, I, Lao Liao, support him."

With Tong Baixiong's support, the voices of support below became louder and louder. The other five elders of the God Cult looked at each other, and two of them were held back by Jiabu and Shangguan Yun, muttering in their ears, talking about the benefits and interests of Linghu Chong's sword technique, but the other three were moved.

Tong Baixiong’s last sentence makes sense! Although power is important, if you lose your life, it will be useless!

"Elder Du, Elder Mo, what do you two think?" One of the elders said.

Elder Du, Elder Mo looked at each other, and Elder Mo said, "You Elder Qiu always has many ideas, so we both listen to you."

‘Old fox!’ Elder Qiu cursed inwardly, and his eyes turned to Elder Wen and Elder Ge. Behind them were Jia Bu and Shangguan Yun supported them. The five elders were the most powerful. However, the two were hesitating and did not look at Elder Qiu’s gaze at all.

After hearing what Jia Bu and Shangguan Yun said, they knew that it would not be good for them to compete for martial arts to seize the leader. But if they changed the method, Xiang Wentian's side would have a great advantage. Not to mention the identity of Xiang Wentian's Left Envoy, Ren Yingying is a saint. The saint is below one person in the sect, and although he has no real power, his status is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

It's not easy to decide!

Below, as everyone else shouted, the others became more and more excited. Those who were unmoved were all urged by others, and some even touched and cursed.

"You don't support the left-handed man, you obviously have two minds."

"You fart!"

"Hmph! We are all infected with the Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill. If we don't choose the leader as soon as possible, how can we find the antidote? You are Elder Wen's person, don't you want Elder Wen to be the leader?"

"So what? Don't you want to be the leader of Wentian?"

The quarrels became louder and louder, and they immediately changed from supporting who is the leader to whether they are sincere in the divine religion. Everyone scolded me and I scolded you, it was so lively. Some people even pulled out their weapons, their faces were angry, their eyes were red, and they were about to take action.

On the stage, everyone knows that it is not good. If they don’t make a decision quickly, they may say that there will be a battle in the Divine Church, which is something that no one wants to see.

Elder Qiu's eyes rolled straight, and quickly stepped forward, shouting loudly: "Everyone stop!" His voice rolled like thunder, which shocked many people's hearts. "Dear believers, we five elders have already made a decision, that is, to support the opinion of the envoy to the left."

"good!"

The people below applauded, but Elder Wen and Elder Ge looked ugly - When did we say this?

At the critical moment, Elder Qiu couldn't care about so much. He said to himself: "We have not decided yet how to choose the leader. Brothers, it's already late now. Why don't you rest for a night and give us some time. We will definitely discuss the method of choosing the leader tomorrow."
Chapter completed!