Chapter 62 Think Tank

“Wanli, according to your calculations, will the members of the Corpse Sect agree? After all, our Demon Sect is not as good as before, and I am afraid that we are not qualified to negotiate with them…”< br/>
In the dark main hall of the Demon Sect, Lingyun Grotto looked at Yang Wanli in front of him.

Yang Wanli said: “In recent years, although the young master and I have been operating the wharf openly, Jiangcheng is one of the few major transportation cities in the Yan Dynasty, and we have unprecedented wealth of information… At present The sect is also facing the ambition of the blood sect. After all, they are too far away from the demon sect and too close to the blood sect. If the evil sect really reshuffles, maybe…”

“Maybe?”

“Maybe the Corpse Sect will be finished first.” Yang Wanli said with his head down.

Ling Yunku hung his chin, and he said: “The success rate of this strategy is very high?” If it is destroyed directly, then those things we lost will also return to our hands! And suzerain, now is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!” Yang Wanli said in a low voice.

“Once in a thousand years?” Ling Yunku’s eyes widened.

The corners of Yang Wanli’s mouth turned up, and he said: “First, they lost six Tianjiao disciples, and the sect is full of grief at this moment! There is a saying in the art of war, taking advantage of his illness to kill him, this is an ancient The unchanging way to win! And second, the suzerain of the Heavenly Sword Sect is now attacking the realm of immortals, why the Heavenly Sword Sect is the leader in the decent sect, I think you must know, the suzerain…”

Ling Yun Ku got up and put his hands behind his back: “An old master who has lived for five hundred years is sitting in the town. Who in the world dares to provoke the Tianjian sect?!”

The head of the sect is also a generation of arrogance, and he has already reached the stage of a small grandmaster in his thirties. Just relying on those few elders will not be able to beat the head of Jiang. Corpse Sect, they can’t resist at all! By then… the Black Xuan Battleship will be back in our hands!” Yang Wanli said earnestly.

Lingyun Grotto did not answer directly, he looked into the distance, thoughtful.

Suddenly he seemed to think of something, and slowly turned around and said, “Does Ahan know that I put you next to him?”

“I don’t know, but The young master is indeed a genius, if he hadn’t learned of the Hehuan Sect’s plot, then our Demon Sect should have suffered the disaster.” Yang Wanli said.

Lingyun Grotto sighed long and hard: “He also saved our Demon Sect… But then, let him be a rich and young man at the pier, and make money with peace of mind. Don’t let him participate in the future, this time he went undercover, but he had a relationship with the elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect, he is still too young…”

“Yes…” Yang Wanli Said.

When Yang Wanli left the main hall, there were two brothers, Dragon and Tiger, at the door.

Yang Long said: “Father, why do we support the suzerain? Shouldn’t we be on the side of the young master?”

“Yes, the young master is the Mozong’s Master! Since the establishment of the Demon Sect, the surname has been Jiang, is it going to be changed to Ling in the future?” Yang Hu also said.

“I’m doing this for your own good!” Yang Wanli said, looking at the two of them, “The young master wants to find the culprit who caused the war, but it’s meaningless! According to my vision , Now is a good time to attack the Heavenly Sword Sect, we must completely wash away the shame of the past!”

He looked at his eldest son Yang Long, who suddenly grabbed Aaron’s back Yang Wanli said word by word: “Aaron, I know you like Miss Ling Yunxiang for a long time. I have seen it since I was a child, but if you You are just Jiang Han’s subordinate, do you think Ling Yunxiang will be your turn?!”

Yang Wanli said to Yang Hu again: “Second brother, your dream is to lead soldiers to fight, but your current status is only equivalent to a bonus. If you serve your father in this war, Then you may become an elder of the Demon Sect, or even a Dharma protector!”

Every word and every sentence is simply deceptive!

Yang Wanli was very strict with his two sons. The two brothers Longhu and Jianghan hadn’t fought against Jiang Han before, but now they have become silent.

“Take down the Heavenly Sword Sect and let the Demon Sect return to the leader of the evil sect!” Yang Long said.

Yang Hu also clenched his fists: “Yes!”

But Yang Long still couldn’t bear it: “What about the young master?”

” The young master is very interested in doing business and has done a good job, so let him be his businessman.” Yang Wanli said, “Intrigue is not suitable for him.”

Both brothers stood where they were , the body trembled.

At this time, Jiang Han came over wearing a long robe, his hair was still wet, and he said, “Uncle Yang, why are you here?”

“Oh, I am Let’s see how your body is recovering, young master.” Yang Wanli said, “It seems that our Ten Thousand Ghosts Pool is still useful.”

“Thank you, Uncle Yang, for your concern.” Jiang Han smiled.

“Nothing else, let’s go first then?” Yang Wanli said.

“Please go ahead.”

Jiang Han watched Yang Wanli go away, but at this time the smile on his face also restrained, and turned gloomy.

Because of the conversation between the father and son just now, he really heard it.

It turned out that Lingyun Grotto had never planned to give him the position of head of the Demon Sect, and Yang Wanli also planned to empty himself, because the two had different ideas.

“Scholar kills people without using a knife, and his lethality is astonishing.” Jiang Han finally understood.

The era according to the script is over, because according to the original rhythm of the story, the current Demon Sect has been extinct.

The Hehuan Sect reaped the benefits and became one of the three new evil sects.

That is to say, from now on, the people and things in the Mozong line have changed.

“Forget it.”

Jiang Han moved his neck, clenched his fists, tried his best to hide his killing intent, and walked towards the Moyun Pavilion of the Mozong past.

Moyun Pavilion is the place to stay, whether it is a disciple or an elder, they all live in this attic.

……

Chu Xiaomei’s life in Misty Peak was beyond her imagination.

Although the daily life is boring, either meditating or meditating, and then doing some small things within her power, she can feel the sadness in Zhou Baoer’s heart.

She was cleaning the table now, and when she looked up, there was a waist-length woman with white hair sitting on a boulder near the edge of the cliff in the distance.

She is so beautiful that people doubt it, this woman just walked out of the picture scroll.

I still remember that when I first came to Misty Peak, Zhou Baoer always had a smile on her lips.

But now, since Han Jiang’s death, Zhou Baoer’s smile has never appeared again.

(End of this chapter)