"Junior Brother Mo, it's better not to say it."

The Sword Saint held a chess piece and showed helplessness on his face.

His junior brother has a very talent for cultivation. If he had calmed down his mind to practice, his achievements would definitely be higher than him.

Unfortunately, I am too unrestrained and yearn for a free and comfortable life in the world.

Also, I have never been able to let go of the matter of Qing'er back then.

He was really worried that he could lead Shushan, be the leader of the righteous path in the world, protect the people, and fight against the entire demon world.

"There are no other masters in such a huge Shushan?" Cao Yi asked in confusion.

Although I have learned about it before, Cao Yi still doesn't believe that the spokesperson of the heavenly world in the human world has actually declined to this point in just a hundred years.

"Two major chaos, almost all the elite disciples were destroyed, and a small number of those who survived were ascending and retreating. None of my generation was outstanding, otherwise I would not have placed my hope on the fledgling Xiaoyao before."

The Sword Saint glanced at Li Xiaoyao standing beside him, and the helpless look on his face became even more.

Li Xiaoyao's lips moved and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it. With his current cultivation level, he still had a long way to go before the head of Shushan.

"It's hard for senior brother"

Looking at the sword saint with silver hair, Cao Yi really sympathized with him.

The predecessors were not strong enough, and the only junior brother was making trouble. He could only support the mess in Shushan with his own strength.

"Do you agree with the junior brother?"

The Sword Saint asked again, looking at Cao Yi with deep eyes earnestly.

If Cao Yi is willing to take on the important task of being the head of Shushan, all these problems can be solved.

How can I be the head of Shushan, a person who will leave sooner or later?

Cao Yi thought for a while and said, "I will be in charge for a period of time at most."

Cao Yi's answer disappointed the Sword Saint. Looking around the world, almost no monk is Cao Yi's opponent. In addition, Cao Yi's two advantages are indifferent and unnamed and decisive actions. If Cao Yi leads Shushan, Shushan is likely to be glorious again.

The heads of the world hope that their sect will become brilliant and enter the Tao with all their hearts. The sword saint who has no ordinary feelings is no exception.

Cao Yi ignored him, looked up at the cute newbie Li Xiaoyao, and asked, "If you are asked to choose one between Ling'er and Shushan in the future, which one do you choose?"

This is a question of the overall perspective of the postgraduate entrance examination, which is very cruel and realistic.

The Sword Saint also looked at Li Xiaoyao with his sings eyes.

Zhao Ling'er, Lin Yueru, and Liu Jinyuan also looked at Li Xiaoyao. Among them, Zhao Ling'er's eyes were the brightest.

"I"

Li Xiaoyao hesitated.

He was less than 20 years old and was still in college in later generations. Although he was generally precocious in this era, he was just a young man who had just begun to make a decision. This issue was too difficult for him to choose and was too cruel.

However, he is a young man in his youth after all.

When his eyes swept over Zhao Linger's somewhat dim eyes, his heart twitched hard.

I immediately made a choice, "I choose Ling'er."

In an instant, Zhao Linger's tense nerves relaxed, her eyes lit up again, and she was extremely happy.

A trace of disappointment flashed in the sword saint's eyes. Cao Yi's problem is a very realistic problem. If one day the people in the Demon Realm use Zhao Ling'er to coerce Li Xiaoyao. Li Xiaoyao gave up Shushan for Zhao Ling'er, then the entire human world would be over.

Such a person does not seem to be a good choice for the head of Shushan.

His previous method of tempering Li Xiaoyao now seems to be right.

Cao Yi looked at Zhao Ling'er, "Which one would you choose for the same question?"

"I chose Brother Xiaoyao."

Zhao Ling'er answered without hesitation.

A girl in love only has a lover in her eyes.

Even the descendants of Nuwa are no exception.

Cao Yi found that no one was surprised when everyone's eyes were surprised.

"Ling'er"

"Brother Xiaoyao"

Li Xiaoyao and Zhao Ling'er were together. Their eyes were full of sweetness.

At this moment, it seemed that there were only two of them in the whole world.

Sprinkle a mouthful of dog food.

"And you?"

Cao Yi asked the third question, and the person he asked was replaced by his cousin Liu Jinyuan.

As expected, Liu Jinyuan's answer was the same as Li Xiaoyao and Zhao Ling'er.

To apply a poem, it is:

Life is precious, and the price of the head is even higher. If it is for love, both can be abandoned.

"Play chess"

The voice of the Sword Saint was a bit lonely.

The younger generation's emphasis on love disappointed and sad.

He also faced this choice back then, and he had to choose Shushan.

"I choose Shushan."

A sudden sound rang out, and there was determination in the sound.

Cao Yixun looked at it.

It's not someone else, it's Lin Yueru.

It seems reasonable that this girl who has shown no moral integrity in order to practice during this period of time makes this choice.

"I choose Shushan."

Lin Yueru said it again, her eyes firmly.

"cousin"

Liu Jinyuan looked at Lin Yueru in disbelief.

At this moment, his heart seemed to be broken.

The whole world seemed to have become dark.

"I choose Shushan."

Lin Yueru answered for the third time.

"cousin"

Liu Jinyuan looked disappointed.

The cousin chose the leader between the head of the sect and the infatuated cousin.

This is a sad story.

"Why did you choose the head?"

The Sword Saint asked.

He looked at Lin Yueru curiously.

He didn't know much about the daughter of the leader of the Nanwulin family.

"My father said that if you become the head of a sect, you can no longer use your own temperament. In other words, the heads of a sect are all involuntary."

Lin Yueru said without hesitation.

"good"

The Sword Saint nodded and looked at Lin Yueru with appreciation.

In the words of later generations, that is.

After confirming that he can be the head of the sect.

"Can I really be the next leader of Shushan?"

Lin Yueru's tender face showed an excited expression.

It was revealed that she was only eighteen years old and sixteen or seventeen years old, which was roughly the same age as high school.

The Sword Saint smiled.

Cao Yi smiled.

"What does laughter mean?"
To be continued...