Quick Wear: Crazy Criticism of Villains Asking for Stickers

After the Shaolin people left, the abbot planned to go back and ask for punishment himself.

Li Qing ignored his follow-up. The leader was still settling accounts with Emei. He captured all those who had tortured Lu Feng and his wife and tied them up in the territory of the Demon Sect:

"This leader will not kill innocent people. These people have done something wrong and will have to work for my sect for free for 20 years to atone for their sins. The other Emei disciples are unaware of this and will be spared from suffering.

I hope you will do more good deeds in the future, and don't be like those old hags. The Demon Cult will no longer pursue Emei's faults."

After a slap in the face, he gave her a sweet date. The female disciples of Emei didn't dare to say a word.

Finally, an older disciple stepped forward to take charge and control the chaotic situation.

The disciples of the Emei Sect said goodbye to everyone and left. They needed to return to Emei quickly to elect a new leader, and the sect would probably also have to be reshuffled.

The remaining famous and upright sects were trembling with fear. The two major sects, Shaolin and Emei, no longer intervened. It seemed that they had no chance of winning.

Everyone looked at the Wudang leader. He was the strongest at the moment and had become everyone's backbone.

Li Qing's eyes drifted towards Wudang leader Fu Shan, and the evil smile on his lips grew bigger and bigger. Fu Shan had a bad premonition in his heart.

Soon after, his premonition came true, and Li Qing began to find fault with Wudang:

"Master Fu, I heard that you and Li Tianming were once fellow disciples. You raped and killed his beloved, and then in order to compete for the position of master, you forced him to betray the sect. Is this true?"

Fu Shan pretended to be righteous and sneered, "What nonsense! Don't be deceived by him. How can we trust the words of a demon!?"

Li Qing shrugged helplessly: "It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. It's been so long, and I can't find any evidence."

Fu Shan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had destroyed the evidence long ago. However, Li Qing's next words made him breathe a sigh of relief again:

"All the right and wrong are in the past, I can let it go, but Li Tianming is not convinced and wants to fight you to the death, I agree!

Someone, bring up the life and death agreement and let Master Fu and Li Tianming sign it. It will be a life and death duel. Who can survive depends on strength and luck.

This is a conflict between their fellow disciples. You are all outsiders, so I hope you won’t interfere. Otherwise, my master’s poisonous insects will not have eyes.”

After Li Qing finished speaking, he stopped caring and let the believers get back to their work.

Fu Shan was trapped by his words and couldn't even run away. Ji Chen was watching him closely and forced him to sign a life and death agreement.

Li Tianming’s martial arts skills are not bad, and Fu Shan is the head of a sect after all, and his strength is even stronger. It will be difficult to determine the winner in a duel between the two masters in a short time.

Seeing that Li Qing was still standing, Ji Chen turned around and moved a recliner from the back so that his leader could watch the show in a comfortable posture. He then handed him fruits and snacks, making him feel relaxed and comfortable.

Under the resentful gazes of the righteous people, Li Qing was leisurely swinging on the recliner, holding the special ice cream made by the Demon Cult in his left hand and pinching grapes in his right hand and throwing them into his mouth.

They looked at the Zhengdao with extreme disdain, as if they were a pile of garbage.

Those people were so angry that their eyes were full of rage, but they didn't dare to do anything. Not only the poisonous insects, but also the powerful disciples of the Demon Sect tried to stop them from causing trouble. The righteous people dared not say anything and were very cowardly.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but Li Tianming and Fu Shan finished fighting, and both were injured.

Li Tianming struggled to stand up, looked at Li Qing with a sinister look, and said something silently.

Li Qing understood his lip language: You bastard, don’t forget that we have a grudge against each other. I won’t let you go easily this time. I have a surprise for you!

Just as Ji Chen was about to announce the result of the competition, Li Tianming used his last bit of strength to pull out a hidden dagger from his thigh and stabbed it into Fu Shan's heart.

Fu Shan held his wrist tightly and fell backwards. The two fell off the cliff together and their life or death was unknown.

When something happened to the leader of the Wudang Sect, the sect instantly fell into chaos. There was noise and confusion among the crowd.

Worried about Fu Shan's situation, Wudang had to withdraw from the encirclement and suppression. Fu Shan's eldest disciple angrily led many disciples down the mountain to look for him at the bottom of the cliff.

The three giants of the martial arts world were all defeated by the Demon Cult. Li Qing won without fighting. The other sects looked at each other...are you still going to fight?

While they were discussing what to do in a low voice, the left protector handed Li Qing a piece of paper: "Master, this is what Li Tianming asked me to give you."

Li Qing unfolded the letter in his hand, which was a suicide note left by Li Tianming. The main idea was: You won’t have an easy life even if I die.

The other party gave Ji Chen a highly poisonous substance from the Western Regions, which was colorless and tasteless. Ji Chen had just swallowed it this morning. The poison would take effect in two days, and he would die in his sleep with bleeding from all his orifices.

Li Qing: "..." Ha, do you really think I wasn't on guard against you? How could this leader give the leader's wife the opportunity to take poison? Someone has worked in vain.

Getting up from the recliner, Li Qing slowly walked onto the suspension bridge, slowly approached the other side, threw away the letter paper in his hand, and slowly fell down the cliff.

A group of righteous people saw him coming, his red clothes like blood, like a ghost who was about to take their lives, so they drew their swords and pointed them at him, but they were stepping back step by step.

The followers of the Demon Cult laughed loudly in the back: "The leader alone forced those ignorant guys to retreat, how dare they come to besiege the Demon Cult."

"Maybe it's thick skin?"

“Hahahaha… maybe our Life-Ending Mountain has good feng shui, and they want to die here!”

……

The upright disciples were completely humiliated by the cult's ridicule. Those with stronger self-esteem couldn't help but rush forward and want to kill people. Li Qing knocked them out easily.

After an hour, all those who wanted to fight were injured and fainted, and no one dared to move.

At this time, Wudang found two bodies at the bottom of the cliff. Fu Shan’s direct disciple came to seek revenge on Li Qing and was beaten to a pulp.

After Master Li stopped, he said that their sect would focus on its business in the future and would have no time to deal with the outside world.

I hope those blind people will stay away, not push all the blame onto the evil sect, and not come to cause trouble.

If anyone dares to commit crimes against the law, the Demon Cult will pursue them to the end and will not let them off so easily like today.

After making the threat and sending away all irrelevant people, Li Qing turned and walked to Ji Chen, interlocked his fingers with him, and announced to the followers with a blatant smile:

"Ten days from now, this leader will get married!"

The disciples of the Demon Cult shouted loudly in excitement: "Congratulations to the Cult Master and his wife, wishing you a happy marriage and a long and happy life together—"

There was no change in the way the couple got along after they got married. Li Qing and Ji Chen were being sweet and affectionate with each other, while also finding time to develop their magic cult.

Five years later, the Demon Cult became the largest sect in the martial arts world, with its influence penetrating every industry. No one could match it. Those famous and upright sects often came to give gifts, hoping that they would not hold grudges against the past.

The people benefited and gained convenience in agriculture and daily life. They no longer shouted and killed the cult, but instead regarded them as saviors.

When Li Qing and Ji Chen went out to play, they often heard people praising him.

On the roof of the teahouse, the leader and the monk were lying together, listening to the storyteller's praise with great pleasure. He couldn't help but sigh, "Tsk tsk tsk tsk... the devil has transformed into a living Bodhisattva!"

Ji Chen held Li Qing's hand, and said in a gentle and doting tone: "Master, you deserve it."

The couple didn't stay outside for too long. Tong Yan and Ruan Qiu's wedding was coming up. After all, this was the baby they had raised for several years, so they definitely had to go back to attend the wedding.

On the way, they met the heroine who was helping the government to suppress bandits. They had nothing to do, so they helped her.

Yun Luoluo has grown a lot over the years, and her strength and character have improved significantly.

She had left Emei a long time ago and had been wandering around the world for many years. The delicate little white flower turned into a cool and heroic chivalrous woman who loved punishing evildoers. Li Qing took the opportunity to give her a martial arts secret book to support the rise of the heroine...

Later, the name of Lady Yun became famous throughout the world.

When she reached middle age, Yun Luoluo no longer traveled around. She bought a small courtyard near Duanming Mountain to live in and took in several beggars as her apprentices.

Many years later, upon hearing that the leader of the Demon Cult and his wife had passed away, the disciples supported the gray-haired Yun Luoluo up the mountain to mourn...