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Chapter 0020 The Pain of the Great Elder

"Ran Ran, don't worry, I will always be with you from now on."

"You will never be alone again!"

Qin Bo stretched out a dog's paw, and gently embraced Su Ranran.

"Uh-huh!"

Su Ranran nodded vigorously, her eyes turned red, and tears welled up, soaking the hair on Qin Bo's chest.

"Hey, be obedient, don't cry!"

"Let's go to the back mountain to catch pheasants, and come back and make roast chicken for you, shall we?"

Qin Bo gently licked away the tears on her face, and asked softly.

"it is good!"

"The roast chicken made by Feibo is the most delicious!"

Su Ranran jumped off Qin Bo's body and rushed out of the house happily.

Qin Bo stepped forward and followed.

One person and one dog, bouncing and running towards the back mountain...

On the roof of the Sword Soul Hall and the Luanshan Hall, there is a beautiful figure, staring at the back of a person and a dog.

One has frosty eyes, the other stares angrily...

Spirit Sword Sect, Zangfeng Hall

The Great Elder got the news that the Sovereign had returned to the mountain early in the morning.

At this moment, he was apprehensive, afraid, and maddened to die.

All the disciples were expelled.

He was left alone in the hall alone.

"Asshole, bastard!"

The Great Elder smashed the teacup on the table to the ground.

"Oh!"

The teacup made of jade was smashed to pieces.

Now he regrets it very much. If he hadn't remembered his old feelings last night and acted personally, he might have already taken the position of suzerain by now.

Those who do great things are indecisive at critical moments, which is simply stupid.

Now, it's time to face the consequences.

The Great Elder clenched his fists tightly, turned around and drew out his long sword, the cold blade of the sword reflected his ferocious face.

"Even if Zhongyue was able to get out of the body last night, he was seriously injured!"

"The current him is probably the weakest moment, and this is also the last chance to kill him!"

He put away the long sword, took out a black pill from his arms, and fixed his eyes on the pill.

This is the connector of the Demon Cult, and the Demon Soul Pill sent along with the Miehun Thorn can temporarily increase the strength.

But after using it, it will slowly erode the user's body, turning the user into a mindless demon corpse.

The Great Elder didn't want to use it unless it was a last resort, but it was also his last resort to save his life.

Putting away the Demon Soul Pill, the First Elder pushed open the gate of Zangfeng Hall and walked towards the main hall.

He walked slowly outside the main hall, coughed lightly, and shouted loudly: "Sovereign, are you in the hall?"

"Elder, please come in!"

After a while, Zhongyue Zhenren's voice came from the main hall.

The Great Elder pushed open the door of the palace and walked in.

When he stepped into the hall, the heavy door closed tightly with a bang.

"Sovereign, when did you come back without notifying the old man?" The Great Elder pretended to be calm and came to the real person Zhongyue.

"Ha ha……"

"The great elder cares about this deity so much, it really makes this deity gratified!"

Master Zhongyue laughed out loud, and with a wave of his hand, a stone chair slid behind the Great Elder.

The great elder kicked away the stone chair with a gloomy expression, "Zhongyue, let's talk openly today, so you don't need to hide it."

"Oh, what does the Great Elder want to talk about?"

Master Zhongyue stood up slowly and paced in the hall.

"I want to talk, why did the deity come back alive?"

"Or... why didn't your disciples come back alive?"

Master Zhongyue looked at the Great Elder, observing his expression.

"Yes, I sent Cheng Feng and the others to lie in ambush at the foot of Lingjian Mountain and assassinate you and the second and third brothers!"

"so what?"

"I was soft-hearted for a while and didn't do it myself. This is the biggest mistake I made!"

The Great Elder was emotional, his clenched fists trembling slightly.

"Great Elder, you are not merciful, you dare not face it!"

"Second Elder and Third Elder didn't die at the hands of the Demon Sect, but died tragically at the foot of Spirit Sword Mountain. It's ridiculous and pathetic!"

"We have worked so hard to escape the pursuit of the Devil's Cult, but we have not been able to escape the schemes of our own people!"

Daoist Zhongyue pointed at the Great Elder and said angrily.

"Ha ha……"

The great elder looked up to the sky and laughed, his body couldn't help shaking.

"Zhongyue, ask yourself, how much did the old man pay for the Spirit Sword Sect?"

"Why do you take the position of suzerain?"

"Why do your disciples enjoy the best cultivation resources of the sect, while my disciples are no different from ordinary disciples?"

"Why..."

"Why..."

"Why?" Daoist Zhongyue shook his head, "Brother, I didn't decide all of this."

He turned around and walked to the huge suzerain seat, stretched out his hand and patted the large stone chair carved with a spirit sword, "This is the arrangement of Master before he died, neither you nor I can disobey it!"

"Master?"

"If you don't want to, can he force you to sit on the suzerain position?"

"If you had given me the suzerain position at the beginning, none of this would have happened, and the second and third children wouldn't have to die!"

"All this is because of you, you are the one who harmed them!"

The Great Elder roared in pain...

Once upon a time, they were brothers and sisters who were as close as brothers.

We shared weal and woe together and spent many years of good times.

That's why he didn't want to do it himself.

"Take the position of suzerain, can you give me back their lives?" Zhongyue Daoist roared, stretched out his palm and shattered the spirit sword and stone chair.

"Second and third are dead, I can't let them die in vain!"

"If you die, I will sit on the suzerain position, and their death will be worthwhile..."

The Great Elder was already on the verge of collapse, he let out a roar, turned the long sword in his hand, and stabbed at Zhongyue Daoist...

Suddenly, two figures flashed from behind the hall, and two long swords flew out, blocking the sword energy stabbed by the Great Elder.

"Fifth and sixth, are you two going to fight against me too?" The Great Elder saw the person coming and shouted sharply.

"Eldest brother, stop!"

"Second Senior Brother and Third Senior Brother are already dead, and there are only four of us left in the Yuezi generation."

"Is the position of suzerain really that important?"

The Fifth Elder and the Sixth Elder held long swords and stood in front of Zhongyue Zhenren.

As the guardian elders of the Spirit Sword Sect, the two lived in seclusion in the sect's secret place for years to practice, and never asked about the sect's affairs.

But their strength is the strongest among the brothers.

After Zhongyue Daoist returned to the sect, he secretly notified the two of them and told them about the Great Elder's conspiracy.

The Great Elder looked at the three juniors in front of him, and recalled the past of the seniors, a trace of regret arose in his heart.

"No... you can't blame me, you can't blame me!"

"It's all his fault, it's all his fault!"

The sword in the Great Elder's hand trembled, and he pointed at Zhongyue Daoist, roaring frantically.

"Eldest brother, I'm sorry!"

"For so many years, I only cared about the affairs of the sect, but ignored our brotherhood!"

"sorry!"

Master Zhongyue looked at the Great Elder in front of him, his eye rims turned red, and tears dripped down his face.