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Mr. Lanzhu never thinks that he is a good person.

She had also become ruthless, killing people while talking and laughing, and was feared like a snake and scorpion by the righteous disciples and even the demonic disciples.

But she never thought that she would be frightened to the point of collapse by a traitor to the right path.

Ji Changsheng put the knife on her neck with his left hand, smiling in front of her and making tea for her with the ashes of Fairy Linglong - Mr. Lanzhu tried very hard to withstand Ji Changsheng's offensive.

But she really couldn't stand it.

Daoxin quickly collapsed.

She felt that if it were the Holy Maiden of Acacia or her grandmother, they might not be able to withstand this wave.

It's so scary.

I have never seen such a devil.

The Saint of Hehuan and her grandmother are both known as giants in the magic way, but Mr. Lanzhu dares to swear to God that the Saint of Hehuan and her grandmother are definitely not so scary.

Forget about her, even Ren Suqiong felt a little chilled in her heart when she saw the smile on Ji Changsheng's face just now.

"Changsheng, can I give you a suggestion?" Ren Suqiong said boldly.

Ji Changsheng nodded and said in a calm tone: "Su Qiong, why are you and I so polite? We are friends."

Ren Suqiong looked at Ji Changsheng's other friend who was kneeling on the ground calling for his master, and shuddered subconsciously.

I’m not a friend who really wants to be Ji Changsheng.

Fortunately, Ji Changsheng was still very polite to her.

Ren Suqiong continued to speak boldly: "Chang Sheng, can you restrain yourself a little? The holy religion cannot adapt to the style of a devil like you."

Ji Changsheng was amused by Ren Suqiong.

"Su Qiong, please understand, I am doing as the Romans do. Doesn't it look like what I just played as a disciple of the Holy Cult?"

Ren Suqiong: "...weakening you ten times will almost match the conversation and style of the disciples of the Holy Cult. The way you acted just now, I am afraid that only Fairy Linglong can match it. The leader is not very good at it. The leader of twenty years ago Only then can I compare with you.”

Speaking of this, Ren Suqiong persuaded her with sincerity: "Changsheng, the leader was suppressed by Fairy Linglong for twenty years and did not dare to come out. How can we, the disciples of the Holy Cult, have the opportunity to be so arrogant?"

Ji Changsheng: "..."

No wonder the Heavenly Demon Sect has failed.

It feels like my spine has been broken by my wife.

"It is our duty to rebuild the glory of the Holy Religion." Ji Changsheng was full of a sense of mission.

What can Ren Suqiong say?

She could only continue to remind Ji Changsheng: "Senior Sister Lan is not easy to control. I guess she must want to be patient and avoid his sharp edges. In three days, when Fairy Linglong ascends, she will make you look good again."

Mr. Lanzhu suddenly became murderous: "Ren Suqiong, you are harming me."

Ji Changsheng coughed lightly.

Mr. Lanzhu shut up immediately.

Now she was really afraid of Ji Changsheng from the bottom of her heart.

Ji Changsheng said calmly: "Su Qiong, you are right to worry, so Senior Sister Lan, have another cup of tea."

Lord Lanzhu turned pale: "Ji Changsheng..."

"Um?"

Ji Changsheng's expression changed slightly.

Mr. Lanzhu immediately reacted and changed his words: "Master, please forgive me, I really don't want to drink the ashes."

Speaking of this, Mr. Lanzhu even shed two tears: "Especially for the ashes of Mr. Linglong Fairy, please give me a way to survive."

"Don't worry, this time it's real tea, not ashes, but something is added to the tea to prevent you from seeking revenge on me in three days."

Ji Changsheng continued with a smile: "Of course, after you leave me, you can and will definitely try to use various methods to undo the 'tonic' I gave you. Just try, you will be lucky if you can undo it. But If you are discovered by me, I will send you to see Lou Zitu."

Ji Changsheng handed the "tea" to Mr. Lanzhu.

"Be good, drink it, don't hurt your grandma."

Ji Changsheng's tone was so gentle.

It was so gentle that both Lan Zhujun and Ren Suqiong shuddered.

Lord Lanzhu gritted her teeth, feeling the cold murderous aura coming from the Sad Demon Sword, and seeing the jade sword hanging on Ji Changsheng's waist, she could only grit her teeth and drink down the "tea" Ji Changsheng handed her.

Ji Changsheng smiled with satisfaction and returned to her what Lan Zhujun had said before: "Secure first and be respectful later. It would have been better if it had been like this."

What can Mr. Lanzhu do?

She could only force out a smile: "Lanu is ignorant, master, please don't be angry."

"Don't worry, I've always been easy-going, emotionally stable, and never get angry easily." Ji Changsheng said, "Get up quickly, the ground is so cold, what are you doing kneeling on the ground?"

Ji Changsheng put away the Sad Magic Sword, lifted Mr. Lanzhu up with both hands, and performed a corporal act of etiquette.

"Senior Sister Lan, please sit down. Remember, everyone is equal in the Holy Religion, and kneeling down and worshiping is not fashionable. If you do it out of season, I will be angry if you do such a great gift to me again in the future." Ji Changsheng instructed. .

Lanzhujun quietly clenched his fists and then quickly released them, a smile forming on his face.

"Master taught me a lesson, and I took note of it."

God is also you, and ghosts are also you.

But when people are under the eaves, they should bow their heads.

Just treat it like meeting a mentally ill person.

Lan Zhujun could only convince herself in this way, otherwise she was worried that she would commit suicide in shame.

"Very good, now we have three people in the Demon Suppression Group." Ji Changsheng applauded: "I believe that with the help of Su Qiong and Senior Sister Lan, the Demon Suppression Group will definitely become a decisive force in the Holy Religion. According to I think there are still too many disciples of the Holy Cult.”

After Ji Changsheng finished speaking, Ren Suqiong's heart twitched, and she quickly said: "Changsheng, there are really not many disciples of the Holy Cult, and we can afford them."

Ji Changsheng shook his head and said: "Soldiers value elites rather than large numbers. The reason why the strength of the Holy Sect has never been as good as that of Xuandu Temple is because Xuandu Temple implements elite education, while the disciples of the Holy Sect are a mixed bag. From now on, the Holy Sect will also reduce its number of people. . I see that the Holy Cult recruits so many disciples, and many of them are undercover agents sent by the Tongtian Chamber of Commerce."

Ren Suqiong: "..."

Mr. Lanzhu: "..."

They doubted that the Tongtian Chamber of Commerce didn't know that they were so powerful and could penetrate the Holy Religion to such an extent.

But if Ji Changsheng thinks there is, then there is.

"From now on, the Holy Cult only needs to keep my friends, and there is no need to support so many idle people. Only those who can make good friends with me are the disciples who are dedicated to the Holy Cult. Su Qiong, Senior Sister Lan, do you think that's right? "

How dare Ren Suqiong and Lan Zhujun say anything wrong.

They can only shout 666.

However, Ren Suqiong still remembered the leader's instructions, so she did not forget to advise Ji Changsheng.

"Chang Sheng, can we take it step by step? Let's not be so anxious for now, okay?"

Ren Suqiong knew that it was too difficult to expect Ji Changsheng to completely control his murderous intention.

She only hoped that Ji Changsheng would not go on a killing spree in the Demon Sect's headquarters.

At least don't touch those high-level people above the level of gods, they are the true pillars of the Holy Religion.

After killing them all, Yu Laomo will be the bare commander.

So Ren Suqiong settled for the next best thing.

"Let's fight for the position of young master first." Ren Suqiong looked at Ji Changsheng expectantly.

Ji Changsheng nodded slightly: "I think so too. I feel that the five true disciples of the Holy Religion are all like undercover agents sent by the Tongtian Chamber of Commerce. Otherwise, why wouldn't any of them come to join our Demon Suppression Group?"

If you don’t give him face, you don’t give face to the holy religion.

If you don't give face to the holy religion, what are you not a righteous demon?

Lord Lanzhu raised his hand weakly: "Master, I am not an undercover agent of the Tongtian Chamber of Commerce."

Ji Changsheng said casually: "It doesn't matter even if you are. My style is to be frank and lenient. You have accepted my transformation and let the past be forgotten."

Mr. Lanzhu: "..."

She looked at Ren Suqiong and gave Ren Suqiong an eyedrop calmly: "Master, Ren Suqiong has now become a true successor, and has always been favored by the leader. She is also qualified to compete for the position of young master."

Ren Suqiong cheated her just now, and she immediately wanted to pay it back.

Ji Changsheng can only say that a righteous witch is a righteous witch.

Ren Suqiong even sneered directly: "Senior Sister Lan, don't retaliate for kindness. I was saving you just now. If I didn't let Changsheng take you in as a dog, you would be a dead person now."

She regretted it a little.

If she hadn't been worried that this woman's death would make Changsheng completely turn against the Holy Maiden of Hehuan, which would cause deeper conflicts between the leader and his wife, and would also pit the Holy Cult and the Hehuan party against each other, she would have been too lazy to save Lord Lanzhu.

Don't know good from evil.

He didn't understand Ji Changsheng's methods at all.

"And I have no interest in the position of young master at all." Ren Suqiong continued to sneer: "Senior Sister Lan, you dance so happily, do you think you are qualified to be the young master of our holy religion? You have no self-awareness at all."

"You...ma'am will help me."

Now Lanzhujun naturally knows that he has no chance.

Ji Changsheng is here, and the young master will definitely not have her turn.

But before Ji Changsheng came, she felt that she had a great chance.

That's why she wanted to use Ji Changsheng's power to bring down Wan Rusong, the leader of the five true legends.

Ji Changsheng said calmly: "Senior Sister Lan, you really have no chance. The higher-ups of the Holy Religion will not accept an exchange student from the Hehuan Sect as the successor of the Holy Religion until they die."

The purpose of communication between the two parties is to learn from each other, not to hand over their own foundation to the other party.

Lanzhujun never had a chance from the beginning.

Unless the Holy Maiden of Hehuan can kill Yu Laomo and completely control the power of the Demon Sect.

Now it seems that the Holy Maiden of Acacia does not have that strength.

Li Huanyan may have better methods, but after all, she is not Yu Linglong.

Mr. Lanzhu did not dare to disagree with Ji Changsheng's judgment.

But she still counterattacked cautiously: "If the higher-ups of the Holy Religion cannot accept an exchange student from the Hehuan Sect as the young master of the Holy Religion, how can they accept the abandoned disciples of Xuandu Guan to inherit the foundation of the Holy Religion?"

Ren Suqiong's heart twitched, she glared at Lan Zhujun again, and said angrily: "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute."

Doesn't this force Ji Changsheng to go on a killing spree?

The problem is that Ren Suqiong really has confidence in Ji Changsheng. She believes that if Ji Changsheng goes ahead with it, he is really capable of killing people within the Holy Cult.

Ji Changsheng smiled and gave Ren Suqiong a reassurance.

"Su Qiong, don't worry, I'm not that murderous. I am different from Mr. Lanzhu. Mr. Lanzhu is supported by his wife, that is, the forces outside the church are supporting him, so there won't be any trouble. Behind me, the leader is supporting me. , with the leader here, I can sit firmly on this young master."

Even though Yu Laomo is not Yu Linglong, he still has no problem suppressing the situation within the Demon Sect.

Ji Changsheng has confidence in his cheap adoptive father.

"Besides, as long as I kill all the true disciples who aspire to be the Young Master, the top management will have no choice." Ji Changsheng smiled and said, "Is it possible that they can still support the dead?"

Ren Suqiong was speechless.

But Lord Lanzhu suddenly became interested: "Master, I can bring the other four true disciples to your cave in the name of tasting Mandala tea."

I can't be left alone to jump into the trap.

As long as everyone is unlucky together, I am not unlucky.

"Master, I promise to call them all. When the time comes, you can take this opportunity to catch them all, and no one will be able to compete with you for the Young Master of the Holy Cult."

Ji Changsheng glanced at Mr. Lanzhu and commented: "She is indeed a righteous witch with evil thoughts. Just do what you want."

This is why he accepted this woman as a dog.

Otherwise, what's the point of keeping her?