Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

"Master." Fu Sheng's eyes sparkled, and she knelt down on one knee, looking respectful.

"Yi Fuling"

Everyone was stunned, and Baiye Liufeng became more energetic. He jumped down from the air, crossed his arms across his chest, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth: "I knew you, a woman, wouldn't die."

"Huh?" Jiaoyang raised her eyebrows, half-smiling, "Why are you so sure if you don't worry about me?"

"The reason is very simple," he said with a joking look, "because good people don't live long, and harm will last for thousands of years. You, Yi Fuling, are not a good person, but a disaster for thousands of years. So... I have nothing to worry about."

"Can't you say something I like to hear." The corners of Jiaoyang's mouth became more curved, then she turned back and looked at Yun Tangzhi.

She stretched out her hand, and internal energy continued to accumulate in her five fingers, condensing into black energy. He stepped on the corpse that had long since expired. Amidst the constant screams all around, this blow directly twisted the bodies of those who supported the old man Baishi.

"This is not the Withered Hand." Everyone looked at him in shock and exclaimed, "What kind of evil technique is this?"

"I'm sorry, old immortal," Jiaoyang lowered his head with a smile and crushed it several times. The corpse was already bloody and mutilated, and it was impossible to distinguish its original appearance. "Even if Yuan Mingqi stepped down, the position of leader will still not be your turn." . Because I am bound to get that position.”

She raised her eyes, looked down, and raised her chin slightly: "Is there anyone still dissatisfied?"

No one dared to say a word, but silently turned their attention to Baiye Liufeng.

These two people like to play against each other. If Protector Baiye was not interested in the position of leader just now, then once Lord Yi shows interest, he is very likely to join in the fun.

As everyone knows, Protector Baiye replied for the first time: "I have no objection." He shrugged, and even handed her the token of the Tianzihao sub-rudder, with serious eyes.

"The Tianzi Hao is at the helm, waiting for the leader's orders."

Seeing this, Yun Tangzhi also handed the token to Jiao Yang and whispered to her: "Just do whatever you want."

Everyone then shouted that they had been deceived. It turned out that the so-called discrepancy between the Tianzihao and the Dizihao was just an illusion created to deceive the world. But what if you know? Even these big shots were willing to surrender. Even though Yi Fuling was a woman and it was against the rules of the sect, they should recognize her for her weird kung fu.

On this day, surrounded by the followers of the Shenyue Sect, Jiaoyang became the new leader, with unlimited glory.

She finally achieved what she wanted, had the power, and became the second Yuan Ming Dynasty.

The next day, someone came to report: "I am meeting the leader. Various Jianghu sects have united and clamored outside the door, saying they want to attack our Shenyue Sect. Will the leader block the way behind closed doors?"

It is still in the recovery period. The Shenyue Sect's vitality has been severely damaged this time, and all the branches have not yet recovered, and the first leader has disappeared. Anyone would think that attacking the Shenyue Sect at this moment is the best choice.

"No, open the door wide."

Jiaoyang was wearing a red dress that trailed three feet to the floor. Her cardamom-smeared fingers were playing with a pot of charming peonies. Her long black hair was spread out like a winding road leading to hell. She was extremely charming and full of weirdness.

The corner of her mouth curled up slightly, "Today, I will lead all my disciples to greet you, greet all the guests, and wish them good luck."