"Holy Lord."

Wan Heyu's eyes showed despair, his legs were a little weak, and he almost fell to the ground if Zeng Guofan didn't have quick eyesight and quick hands to hold him up.

Everyone couldn't believe that the Holy Lord was obviously dead.

The corpse was still placed in the mourning hall, so why did it appear properly at this time?

"Meet the Holy Lord!"

Whether it was the white-robed men under Wan Heyu or the white-robed men who loyally protected the Lord, they all knelt down respectfully.

Wan Heyu looked at the kneeling men in white robes and understood that the situation was over.

Why had he waited so long and never dared to take action?

Because the Holy Lord has such a great influence on everyone, as long as he is still alive, no one dares to mess up.

As long as the Holy Lord is still there, these subordinates below will not dare to cause any trouble.

"I didn't expect that if I cheated to death, Master Wan would really do such a thing?" The Holy Master's eyes were full of disappointment.

Wan Heyu was so frightened by the Holy Lord's words that he almost lost his soul. He bit the bullet and said: "Holy Lord, I received information that you were imprisoned by the Holy Lady and the Young Master. Later, it was reported that you

News of your death, I think it was the two of them who harmed you, and that’s why you did such a stupid thing, so please don’t worry about it, Holy Master.”

Although few people would believe this statement, so many people died today.

Is it possible to get Wan Heyu to admit that he wants to rebel?

Then his life would really not be saved.

If the nature is that you think the Holy Lord is in trouble and bring people to save you, no matter whether anyone believes it or not, at least this statement will prevent you from betraying.

After hearing this, the Holy Lord had a faint smile on his face, but he didn't say anything.

"Holy Lord." Wan Heyu couldn't help but said: "Brother, after all these years, don't you still believe in me?"

"It is precisely because we have been brothers for so many years that I understand you better."

Wan Heyu's heart skipped a beat and she looked at the Holy Lord above the roof. She didn't know what to say for a moment.

"I've given you several chances, but you still disappoint me."

The Holy Lord took a deep breath, and then he raised his hand, and the ground in the entire manor trembled.

Many people, including Lin Xiaofeng, were knocked to the ground.

Under the ground of the manor, black evil spirits continued to gush out. All the evil spirits gathered together and turned into a giant black monster more than forty meters tall.

The monster's eyes were blood red, and except for these eyes, everything else was pitch black.

And the Holy Lord's body also merged into the monster.

"This is." Lin Xiaofeng took a deep breath.

He felt the terror of this monster, as if it could take his life at any time if it wanted to.

This feeling was a horror that Lin Xiaofeng had never encountered before.

Lin Xiaofeng may have encountered some dangers before, which would make Lin Xiaofeng feel scared.

It can be said that all the previous ones combined cannot compare to the feeling brought by this monster in front of me.

"Holy Lord." Wan Heyu shouted hurriedly: "I have absolutely no doubts about you."

Before the words could be finished, the monster opened its mouth. Immediately, Wan Heyu and the guardian elders under him were sucked into the mouth without even the slightest resistance.

Then, the monster turned into streaks of black evil energy and merged into the ground, while the Holy Lord still stood on the roof.

He glanced at the people below, and then said: "Let's all disperse. Wan Heyu rebelled and deserved his death. In addition, from today on, the position of Holy Lord will be passed on to Xiang Zhu, and the coronation ceremony will be held five days later!"

The two thousand men in white robes who were sent were trembling all over. When they heard that the Holy Master had no intention of blaming them, they hurriedly escaped with gratitude.

As for the people on Xiang Zhu's side, all their faces showed ecstasy.

Their emotions are like riding a roller coaster, with ups and downs.

The most surprising thing was Pang Chen. Although all the people from the Shuanglong Sect he brought with him on this trip died in this battle, they now won.

The contribution he has made is great.

When the time comes, with the support of the Holy Sect, he will be able to completely control the Shuanglong Sect when he returns. Not only that, the Ssangyong Sect may also be able to occupy territory in other provinces like the Holy Golden Sect in the past.

"Congratulations, Miss." Uncle He said happily.

The Holy Lord finally gave his position to Xiang Zhu.

He had grown up watching Xiang Zhu, so how could he not be excited?

But there was no change on Xiang Zhu's face.

The Holy Lord said: "Xiao Zhu, you, Lin Xiaofeng, and Lao He come to my bedroom together."

After saying that, he disappeared on the roof.

"Fat man, you guys take a rest first and I'll go there." Lin Xiaofeng patted Fatty Huang on the shoulder.

Then the three of them walked into the house and came to the door of the Holy Master's bedroom.

Opening the door, the three of them walked in.

The Holy Lord was lying on the bed with a pale face at this time. He no longer looked as majestic as before. Instead, he looked like he would die at any time.

"Dad." Xiang Zhu hurriedly came to the bedside and held the Holy Lord's hand.

Uncle He came to the bedside and said: "Holy Lord, since you are fine, I will go and evacuate the mourning hall."

"Don't bother. I'm afraid I'll need it in a few days. Let's keep it for now." The Holy Lord waved his hand, and then coughed hard.

After a while, he said: "I asked you to come here because I have some things to tell you."

"Old He, go and stabilize Wan Heyu's forces personally, and don't let them get messed up." The Holy Lord said, "I just killed the people who deserved to be killed. You don't want to kill anyone. The main thing is to appease them."

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"Yes." Uncle He nodded: "But since the Holy Lord is fine at the moment, I'm afraid there won't be any trouble down below."

The Holy Lord closed his eyes slightly: "Of course it's easy to say that I'm still alive, but I don't have much time left, and while I'm alive, everyone will probably only remember me as a bad old man. How many people can take this to heart."

"Alas." Uncle He sighed slightly.

Lin Xiaofeng was a little curious: "Master, why didn't you kill Wan Heyu before, but now you kill him decisively? In contrast, when your health was not so bad before, it would probably be better to deal with him.

To appease his subordinates."

Xiang Zhu also nodded. This was actually where she was confused.

"I just want him to rebel." The Holy Lord paused and asked, "Have you ever heard of the allusion to Zheng Burke Duan?"

The so-called Duan of Zheng Bo can be regarded as the most important event in the first year of "Spring and Autumn". Zheng Bo is Zheng Zhuanggong, and Duan is his younger brother Gongshu Duan.

When Zheng Zhuanggong was in power, his mother-in-law Jiang was particularly fond of her uncle Duan. After she tried her best to get his uncle Duan to ascend the throne but failed, she went even harder and asked Zheng Zhuanggong to give him a fiefdom that far exceeded the regulations.

The ministers persuaded Duke Zhuang of Zheng not to agree, but Duke Zhuang complied with the requests of his mother and younger brother. Later, Duke Duan annexed two places one after another, almost splitting the Zheng Kingdom into two. The ministers advised Duke Zhuang to deal with him, but Duke Zhuang still refused.
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