Become the boss from Zhu Xian

Seeing that Tian Xiuzhu was in a hurry to get rid of the relationship, the old ghost king laughed as if he had heard some shocking joke, and he was out of breath.

Tian Xiuzhu scratched his cheeks, carefully recalled every word he said just now, and after making sure that he did not say anything wrong, his face darkened instantly, and he said coldly: "Senior, if you continue to laugh like this, I won't I mind waiting a little while for you to cry."

The old ghost king wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, waved his hands weakly and said, "I won't laugh anymore, it's fine if I stop laughing."

"So Uncle Cangsong must have accomplished something important in the Devil's Cult!" Tian Xiuzhu's brows slightly relaxed, and he immediately understood the cause of his stagnation.

The old ghost king nodded and replied: "That's right, he has completed the task you entrusted to Zhang Xiaofan."

"You... what did you say?" Tian Xiuzhu was astonished, and he even couldn't believe his ears.

"Based on Wandumen, Cangsong established the Demon Cult Alliance with the Hehuan Sect and Changshengtang, and with the support of the black-hearted old man." The old ghost king's expression became a little strange, and he continued to explain: "The first member of the alliance Cangsong will be the leader of the alliance."

"Didn't Poison God and Yuyangzi jump out and hack him to death?" Tian Xiuzhu asked in surprise.

The old ghost king shook his head and said: "Unfortunately, these two people can't jump anymore."

"Cang Song succeeded in usurping the throne, and now he is the head of the Wan Poison Sect, but there is no news of the Poison God, so he must have encountered an accident."

"As for Yuyangzi, he is a crab without claws now, you can still count on him to pinch someone!"

Tian Xiuzhu was completely stunned. When did this happen? Why didn't Qingyunmen's intelligence department get any information before.

The old ghost king comforted: "Don't say it's you, didn't I even get the news today?"

"We are both demon sects, but their alliance actually excludes our ghost king sect. There must be a conspiracy behind this."

The old ghost king stretched out two fingers and said, "Either Cangsong is trying to accomplish a great event, so he can come back and ask you for credit."

"Either he really chose to betray, intending to use the power of the Demon Cult to fight against you."

Tian Xiuzhu waved his hands indifferently and said, "No matter what it is, he can't live anymore."

The old ghost king couldn't help being silent. In fact, when Cangsong came to him, he had already seen that this man planned to show his will by death, but what exactly this "will" refers to, I am afraid that no one but Cangsong himself can tell. Guess.

The old ghost king grinned wryly, and said to him enviously: "If that stupid son-in-law of my family is half as smart as you, I can really retire and live for the rest of my life."

"Your son-in-law is as difficult as you are now." Tian Xiuzhu said meaningfully.

Immediately afterwards, he called He Dazhi and asked him to spread the news immediately. Everyone must know that the catastrophe befell the world, and only Heyang City is the last city of hope for mankind.

Moreover, Qingyunmen does not ask about age, gender, or origin, and sincerely invites capable people and strangers from all walks of life to come to Heyang City to fight against the catastrophe of the world together.

"Will someone really come?" The old ghost king asked in disbelief.

Tian Xiuzhu smiled lightly and said: "If it was the Ghost King Zong who said so, then no one would come, but if it were Qingyunmen, it would naturally be very appealing."

This is destined to be a sleepless night, the movements of the monsters, the casualties of the common people, the dispatch of Qingyun's disciples... He Dazhi is too busy to touch the ground just to deliver the news.

On the other hand, Tian Xiuzhu, he and the old ghost king discussed various countermeasures while drinking tea, and formulated the plan while talking and laughing.

With the help of the old ghost king, Tian Xiuzhu suddenly felt that these problems became much easier. He was indeed a senior management talent who had been the ghost king for hundreds of years.

Finally, a piece of new news came, and the relaxed and harmonious atmosphere in the room instantly disappeared.

The beast monsters had already rushed into the city with a population of 10,000+. The local practitioners, as well as the Qingyun disciples who went to inquire about the news, resisted bravely and killed three beast monsters.

"Three heads..." Hearing this pitiful number, Tian Xiuzhu felt both ridiculous and sad.

Facing tens of thousands of beasts and monsters all over the mountains and plains, what can a few cultivators do if they go up, but they are just blocking cars with their arms and giving their lives for nothing.

An hour later, there was another news that the city hadn't been broken yet, and some Demon Cult masters climbed to the city gate to defend against the beast monsters, buying time for the common people to escape for their lives.

After hearing the news, Tian Xiuzhu and the old ghost king couldn't help sighing, Tian Xiuzhu picked up the teacup and poured the tea on the ground, "Master Cangsong, have a good journey!"

The old ghost king turned to He Dazhi and said, "Let's spread this matter immediately."

"What should I say?" He Dazhi humbly asked for advice. After all, the identities of these demon sects guarding the city were a little sensitive, so he didn't dare to make his own claims.

"Reverend Cangsong has never betrayed Qingyun. The reason why he joined the Demon Sect was to guide the disciples of the Demon Sect to the right path. Now, Master Cangsong personally leads a group of disciples of the Demon Sect to fight bloody battles against the beast monsters until the last drop is drained." Blood." The more the old ghost king spoke, the more excited he was, he clenched his fists tightly, his nails almost piercing into the flesh.

He Dazhi looked at Tian Xiuzhu inquiringly, wanting to hear his opinion.

Tian Xiuzhu waved his hands dejectedly and said: "Just do what the senior wants. Restoring Uncle Cangsong's reputation is the only thing we can do."

The old ghost king tapped his fingers on the table rhythmically, and after a while he suddenly said: "With the opportunity of the Cangsong, the resistance of the Demon Cult to enter Heyang City should be much smaller!"

"Don't worry, in the face of the general situation, no one dares to oppose it openly." Tian Xiuzhu said confidently.

The old ghost king couldn't help reminding: "The more critical the moment, the more you can't take it lightly, so you still have to make preparations early."

"Before the official alliance between the Righteous Way and the Devil's Cult, formulate all kinds of regulations, so as not to be in a hurry."

"After all, there is still a beast god watching over there. The sooner the power is gathered, the less human losses will be."

Tian Xiuzhu pointed to his head and said, "I finished it several years ago."

"Everything is ready now, only the east wind is owed."

Just as he was talking, Tian Buyi ran in suddenly, seeing the old Ghost King sitting side by side with Tian Xiuzhu, his body tensed instantly like a bowstring, and the Scarlet Flame Immortal Sword flew out of the scabbard with a sound of "Zheng".

"Ghost King, why are you here?"

"I'm no longer the ghost king. The real ghost king is your little apprentice who abducted my precious daughter." The old ghost king gave him a sideways look, picked up his teacup, and drank it unhurriedly.

Tian Buyi saw that he was confident, and immediately glared at Tian Xiuzhu angrily, "It's fine if you want to cooperate with the Demon Cult, but why did you bring them back?"

"This is the Qingyunmen Yuqing Hall!"

I don't know where he made a mistake. With such a sudden anger, Tian Xiuzhu didn't bother to talk to him about those big truths, but asked directly: "Who are you? The sect rejected it?"

"Except for the Vajra Gate, I didn't agree to the rest." As if a basin of cold water was pouring down his head, Tian Buyi turned off the fire in an instant, pouted, and sat alone in the corner sulking.

Tian Xiuzhu asked the old ghost king in a low voice: "What kind of sect is the Vajra Sect!"

"One master and one apprentice, it's a small sect with only two people in total." The old ghost king said casually with a smile on his face.

"Nonsense!" Tian Buyi heard their conversation clearly, and immediately slapped the table angrily to retort, "There are obviously five people in the Vajra Sect."

"Hmph, five, that's really a huge number!" The old ghost king laughed angrily.

Tian Buyi opened his mouth, but in the end he found that he was powerless to refute.Fortunately, those sects still claim to be famous and decent sects, and when something happens, they run faster than rabbits one by one.

Tian Xiuzhu poured tea for the old ghost king himself, and said softly: "Senior, with so many cannon fodder, I have to trouble your Ghost King Zong to make a trip."

"Don't worry, I will make arrangements." The old ghost king took a sip of tea, smacked his lips, and walked out slowly.

"Are you going to let the Ghost King Sect send people to capture those people?" Tian Buyi jumped in front of Tian Xiuzhu, and asked loudly with widened eyes.

Tian Xiuzhu replied flatly: "I'm just making the best use of everything."

"You want to turn Qingyunmen into a demon sect!" Tian Buyi gritted his teeth unwillingly.

"The world is going to be destroyed, I don't have the mood to care about it." Tian Xiuzhu put down his teacup, facing the first ray of sunshine in the morning, walked towards the door, and whispered righteously as he walked,
"Anyone who is used by me is righteous and can live! Anyone who disobeys me is evil and can't live!"

"In this world, there can only be one voice, one will."

"that's me!"