After escaping, the male protagonist always wants to rip off my vest

Chaoyin Pavilion, the main peak of Mo Xingsi.

The door curtain of the official office in the main hall was lifted, and Yin Xiangrong walked in gracefully in a crimson purple fairy dress with wide sleeves.

She put some powder on her face, which perfectly concealed her haggard look.

The eyes fell on the young man who was concentrating on reviewing the official documents, and a little tenderness was unconsciously dyed between the brows.

"Achu?"

She tried calling his name.

Lin Chushu turned a deaf ear to it, and kept moving his hands, but he didn't make any response.

Yin Xiangrong noticed that his cheeks were still pale from blood loss, and even his lips were so pale that he couldn't see the color, and a feeling of uneasiness suddenly flashed through his heart.

She stepped forward and patted Lin Chushu on the shoulder.

The next moment the man looked up leisurely: "Xiangrong? Why are you here?"

"...I called you several times, but you didn't answer."

She forced a smile, but couldn't hide the sadness in her eyes.

Sure enough, he didn't deliberately ignore him, but he couldn't hear him at all.

Observing carefully, even those eyes, which were usually black and transparent, were faintly covered with a layer of gray mist.

"your eyes……"

She stretched out her hand tremblingly, but Lin Chushu turned her head slightly to avoid her touch.

"I'm fine, you don't have to worry."

He didn't seem to want to talk about this topic, even though Yin Xiangrong's eyes already said everything.

The blood vessels in his whole body were exhausted, and he couldn't take care of his heavy injuries, which had already hurt his roots.

Now his five senses have begun to fade, especially hearing and vision.

Even though the distance from Yin Xiangrong was only a few inches, her face was still hazy in the field of vision.

The fading of sense organs is just the beginning, if not treated in time, his viscera and sea of ​​energy will also be exhausted in a short time.

During this period, Chu Yuexi and his two disciples searched for medicines for him to recuperate, but exhaustion of essence and blood is not an ordinary injury, even the most expensive medicinal herbs can only hang his life, and there is no healing effect at all.

What's more, he can also clearly feel that his catastrophe is not far away.

Right now, Zhou Changming has left, and he has made arrangements for the rest of the people. Even in the face of the life-and-death threat of the catastrophe, he doesn't have any worries.

"Have you found anything about the Shadow Tracing Orb you planted on the pavilion master?"

When he mentioned this matter, Yin Xiangrong's complexion also became serious:

"No obvious abnormalities have been found for the time being, but...the pavilion master often shows a struggling and restless expression in his sleep, as if he is undergoing some kind of imprisonment."

The crease between Lin Chushu's brows became deeper.

Yi Jinlan has been kind to him for many years, and the deep affection among them cannot be completely wiped out just because of a misunderstanding.

That person was merciless in the matter of the Blood Imperial Formation, there must be something hidden behind it.

According to Pei Xueyin, the mixed poison in Yi Jinlan's body has existed for a long time, and it is difficult to completely eliminate it.

Therefore, it is impossible to rule out the possibility that the mixed poison in his body will disturb his mind.

"By the way, just now the disciples were summoned to send the pavilion master's letter, asking all four of us from the Presbyterian Council to be present in an hour. I don't know what important things to announce."

Yin Xiangrong said: "You have made great contributions to quelling the turmoil in the Chaoyin Pavilion and the Demon Realm this time, and you have not given rewards for your merits before. Presumably this meeting has something to do with it."

Rewards for meritorious deeds... A wry smile appeared on Lin Chushu's lips.

No matter what the purpose of the person behind the scenes is, after these two battles, his personal prestige has climbed to a terrifying height.

Therefore, Yi Jinlan has not moved his troops until today, I am afraid that the so-called "reward" must be unusual.

"That's right, Xiangrong," he said suddenly,

"How is the injury of the magic heart stone on your body?"

Yin Xiangrong's heart trembled, thinking that he had noticed something.

But meeting his slightly puzzled look, she suddenly realized how far the five senses of the person in front of her had subsided.

"It's okay, I remember your advice, the wound is still the same."

She pretended to be relaxed and smiled, her heart was sour, and she understood that this was just a meaningless lie.

They both understood in their hearts that they might be about to reach the point where their fuel was exhausted.

But the current situation is not clear, none of them has the right to relax, they can only tense their nerves all the time.

……

About an hour later, Lin Chushu and Yin Xiangrong walked into the Qiongwu Hall, and the other three were already seated.

"Chu Shu, Xiangrong," Yi Jinlan, who was seated in the first seat, greeted the two with a smile, "I'll be waiting for you, hurry up and take your seat."

The sickness on his face was swept away, and even a healthy pale pink appeared from the bottom of his muscles. If it weren't for the shortness of breath, it would make people believe that his body is already fine.

Yin Xiangrong subconsciously glanced at Lin Chushu, with a trace of uneasiness in his eyes.

When the two of them were seated, Yi Jinlan exchanged some pleasantries first, and then brought the topic to the Blood Imperial Formation and the evil of the Demon Heart Stone.

"Chu Shu, thanks to your construction of the Blood Imperial Formation, the Demon Heart Stone in the Chaoyin Pavilion has been completely eradicated, and the Xuanguang Baojian has also been purified under the supervision of the Fourth Division."

He smiled and said:

"It's just that the morning dew test was interrupted. According to the current results, it is temporarily impossible to compete for the top ten. This seat plans to restart the second test next year. At that time, all participants who were shortlisted in the first test can participate again."

"What do you think?"

"Reporting to Pavilion Master, Yuzhou thinks it is reasonable to restart the morning dew test. It's just..."

Cen Yuzhou pointedly said, "The morning dew test is related to the selection of Chaoyinge rookies. If it delays a year for nothing, isn't it too long?"

What he said makes sense.

After all, the entire Chaoyin Pavilion has been preparing for the Chaolu Exam for more than half a year, but now it is completely interrupted by the Demon Heart Stone, and another year's delay will inevitably cause vacancies in talent training and reelection.

Unexpectedly, Yi Jinlan shook her head:

"The one-year period is certainly not short, but if there is a personnel change in the Council of Elders, we cannot rush to deal with it."

There was a glimmer of darkness in Cen Yuzhou's expression, and it disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

When he raised his head again, his face was already filled with surprise:

"I'm sorry Yuzhou doesn't quite understand what the pavilion master means."

"As you can see, I have been poisoned for a long time. Although the poison has been cured now, it cannot be eradicated. I really can't continue to bear the heavy affairs of Pavilion Lord Chaoyin."

"But at this moment, the calamity of the Devil's Heart Stone has just subsided, and the task of appeasing the sects outside the pavilion is also heavy on me, and I can't allow me to relax even for a moment."

"You are all juniors who have grown up under my watch,"

He pursed his lips, and his eyes fell on Lin Chushu who was lowering his head.

"Recently, Chu Shu has made outstanding achievements. As for the successor of the pavilion master, I think there is no one more suitable than you."

This statement can be said to stir up a thousand waves with one stone.

Except for Lin Chushu himself who was still calm, everyone else changed their faces.

Yin Xiangrong couldn't believe it, while Xia Houkun was shocked and furious.

Although Cen Yuzhou seemed a little surprised, his eyes were calm.

"Chu Shu, come forward."

Yi Jinlan held out her hand to Lin Chushu.

Lin Chushu frowned slightly, got up and walked forward.

In his blurred vision, he could feel Yi Jinlan's gaze, although it was still gentle, but there were more emotions that he couldn't understand.

Those emotions were sharp and unfamiliar, and they were incompatible with that person's gentle and jade-like temperament.

He was slightly contemplative, and recalled Yin Xiangrong's mention of the strange scene recorded by the Shadow Succeeding Orb.

"Pavilion Master, Chu Shu has been fighting in the Mo Xun Division for many years, and he has been murdered too much. I am afraid that he cannot bear this great responsibility."

He bowed deeply to Yi Jinlan.

"Nonsense, since you entered the Chaoyin Pavilion, you have been a child that I have watched grow up. How can I not know what your nature is?"

Yi Jinlan's eyes showed a gentle expression unconsciously, but the next moment there was a subtle change in his tone,

"Furthermore, the Devil's Heart Stone will come again at some point, who else can resist Chaoyin Pavilion besides you?"

"But..." Lin Chushu still wanted to shirk again, but he had already made the decision without any doubt:

"Extreme times, extraordinary measures. Going to the Japanese seat to become the head of Chaoyin Pavilion, isn't it the same as accepting orders in the face of danger, and taking power in a hurry?"

His words were not wrong. When the demon army attacked the Chaoyin Pavilion, the four members of the previous Presbyterian Council lost three of them. The pavilion cannot be left without an owner for a day. He was also pushed up by everyone under various excuses. took the leadership position.

"Pavilion Master, there is something unknown about Marquis Xia."

Xia Houkun, who was silent on the side, suddenly said coldly:

"According to the ritual system of the Chaoyin Pavilion, if anyone is to be selected as the head of the Chaoyin Pavilion, he must obtain the consent of more than half of the members of the Presbyterian Church. I wonder if this article still counts under the current situation?"

The implication of this sentence is clearly to obstruct this matter.

Yi Jinlan narrowed her eyebrows slightly, and a cold light appeared in her eyes, as if she was angry:

"Since this is the case, then the on-the-spot voting of the Presbyterian Council must be in line with the etiquette system?"

Xiahou Kun's complexion turned pale due to the shock of his whole body.

But the latter didn't intend to back down, and simply stood firm to the end, nodding in agreement.

The atmosphere in the hall seemed extremely awkward for a while, Yin Xiangrong hesitated for a moment, and then said:

"I agree with the cabinet master's decision."

Although Yi Jinlan didn't know why Yi Jinlan insisted on letting Lin Chushu succeed him as the head of the pavilion, once it was done, there would be no one else in the pavilion who could do him any harm in a short period of time.

What's more, he was still seriously injured, so if he could have an extra layer of protection, it would be an expedient measure.

Of the remaining two, Xia Houkun naturally disagreed, and the decision-making power fell into Cen Yuzhou's hands.

But unexpectedly, he turned a blind eye to Xia Houkun's gaze.

Instead, he pondered for a moment and said with a smile on his face:

"The owner of the pavilion is wise, the situation is unclear now, and it is necessary for a hero like Elder Lin to take the helm, so that everyone in the Chaoyin Pavilion can rest assured."

"I agree with that too."

He greeted Lin Chushu with a smile, and met Xia Houkun's bewildered eyes without hesitation, his expression unmoved.

In this way, Lin Chushu's succession as the pavilion master was approved by the elders.

Yi Jinlan showed relief, smiled and nodded:

"In this way, the current situation is unclear, and it is not too late to change the term. If you have no objections, the elders will not visit and inform the whole cabinet. Three days later, it will be convenient for the main peak to hold a succession ceremony."

"Yes, please rest assured, Master."

Personnel appointment and dismissal and benefits preparation have always been the responsibilities of Xuanji Yukun's two divisions, and the task of ceremony preparation fell on Yin Xiangrong and Cen Yuzhou as a matter of course.

Until he walked out of the gate of Qiongwu Palace, Xia Houkun was still a little dazed, feeling like he was in a dream.

He couldn't figure out why Cen Yuzhou, who had always been firmly opposed to Lin Chushu with him, would change his mind at this critical moment and make the situation out of control.

"Brother Cen, what is your intention?"

When the figures of Lin Chushu and Yin Xiangrong completely disappeared into the distance, he couldn't hold back and asked eagerly.

Cen Yuzhou did not answer immediately.

There was a gloomy light in those long and narrow eyes. Although some developments were out of control, after going around, there were unexpected gains.

"Brother Xiahou, have you been watching the sky at night recently?"

Suddenly, an irrelevant sentence came out of nowhere.

At this time, the sky had already darkened, and his expression was hidden in the shadows, making it hard to see clearly.

Although Xia Houkun didn't understand his intentions, he also knew that he was definitely targeting people, so he followed his words and looked up at the distant sky.

I saw the sky was dark, without stars or moon, but there were faint rumbling thunderclouds emerging in the distance.

It is mixed with blue and red lightning, which looks strange and ominous.

"This is……"

He may not be able to understand the celestial phenomena of Yinghuo Shouxin, but the thundercloud slowly approaching in the distance makes him very familiar.

That is clearly a sign of the approaching thunderclouds!

But as far as he knew, among the elders, he, Cen Yuzhou, and Yin Xiangrong still had a lot of time to advance in their skills, and even Yi Jinlan hadn't improved for many years.

It is impossible for an ordinary monk's Transcending Tribulation Cloud to be so terrifying. The only explanation is...

"So, Brother Cen's plan is, since the result will not change no matter what you choose, why don't you just sell this favor and let things go?"

Xia Houkun smiled self-deprecatingly.

It is in vain that he has been the elder of Chaoyin Pavilion for decades, but he has always been so impatient. He has offended Yi Jinlan so much now, and he doesn't know how to make up for it in the future.

"Brother Xiahou's words are wrong."

Cen Yuzhou suddenly said coolly.

"Pushing the boat along with the current is the worst strategy. Those who are truly strategizing must build a strategic plan and lead the situation before it is finished."

"How do you know that all this is not what I expected?"

The author has something to say: Ah, the plot is a little slower than I expected. I will prepare for the next chapter, and there will be a big climax~