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The first thousand five hundred and thirty-five chapters are silent for a long time 2

Old Liu Qiqi said in awe: "You can't let the master keep you locked up like this, right?"

"Besides, if the Two Realms Hall is closed, there might be internal problems."

Butcher Wang also nodded and said: "That's true, at least Xiaochizi can't accept this result."

Jiang Junci wanted to return to the Coffin Sect and fight against the catastrophe side by side with his master.

However, Xie Bangui wouldn't let him go back no matter what.

Xie Bangui's idea is similar to Ye Qianyang's - the coffin door needs fire.

The scattered people in the coffin are the people who inherit the fire left by Ye Qianyang, and Jiang Junci is the fire left by Xie Bangui.

Jiang Jun resigned in Liangjie Hall, but his heart had already flown to Liangjie Mountain.

He did not want to leave a legacy by himself. What he hoped was that he and his brothers and sisters from the Coffin Sect could defend the Two Realms Mountain, even if they were buried together at the foot of the Mountain.

If I stop resisting, the first person to leave Liangjietang will be Jiang Junci.

Butcher Wang also knew that the matter was serious, so he specially cooked a table of dishes that night and asked Ye Yang to drag me to the restaurant.

I almost cried when I saw the table full of dishes: "I didn't expect that I could get four dishes in Liangjietang!"

"Isn't this dish made by Lin Zhao?"

The veins on Lin Zhao's forehead suddenly popped up, and he stared at me across the table.

Butcher Wang squinted his eyes and poured me wine: "Junior brother! We have all returned from Miao territory, what are your plans?"

"What can I plan?" I pouted at Jiang Junci: "You have to ask them what they plan?"

Jiang Jun resigned: "I plan to re-establish the Tianya Guard in preparation for..."

"Don't mention it!" I interrupted Jiang Junci forcefully: "Don't you know what your master asked you to do?"

"Teacher's orders cannot be violated, don't you know?"

"Your main task now is to get married and have children."

"It's not enough to have one."

"As far as I know, Xie Bangui has no children, but Gao Sheng does. Xie Bangui's eight masters also have no descendants. This regret depends on you two."

"The eight generals of the ghost office: Zhang Wang, Li Zhao, everywhere, roosters, black dogs, and a pot of wine. Eight, plus half a ghost to thank, nine. Jiang Junci also has to have someone with his surname, ten."

"When it comes to giving birth, one sheep is driving and two sheep are herding. Otherwise, count me and Leng Gou. There are twelve in total."

"Badgers, if you give birth to one every year, it will take you twelve years."

"In these twelve years, you can retire from the world!"

Wang Xiaohuan's face turned from red to white, and from white to green.

But I pretended not to see it: "Twelve years is quite tiring, why don't you ask me to kill two monsters to make up for it for you?"

"The pig demon is not good, the badger is more suitable."

"However, badger eggs are not easy to catch. How about we get a salmon? That thing will produce more babies."

Wang Xiaohuan really couldn't stand listening, so he picked up the wine bottle and threw it on my head. I raised my hand to catch the bottle: "Don't be angry, this is the plan, the plan."

Butcher Wang gritted his teeth and said, "Shut up."

"I'm asking you now what do you think of Liangjie Mountain?"

I lazily said: "Liangjie Mountain? Look at it with your eyes!"

"Liangjie Mountain is not my backyard. Who cares if it catches fire or not?"

"Don't be angry. There are many people who think the same as me in the art world. Do you believe it or not?"

I picked up the wine bottle and poured myself a glass: "People in Coffin Gate have great righteousness and feelings. It doesn't mean that the entire martial arts has such a heart."

"There are many people who want to save their lives. Why do I have to be the one who stands out?"

I turned to look at Chen Shuyu: "Xiao Chengzi, tell me, are there many people scolding me now?"

Chen Shuyu looked at Ye Yang, saw him nodding, and then said: "After you threw that coffin, everyone in the art was scolding you."

"I scold you for being selfish, scolding you for being greedy for life and fearing death..."

"Someone even made a straw man and used it to practice concealed weapons every day."

I smiled lightly and said: "In short, I am extremely evil, right?"

Chen Shuyu said cautiously: "Not only that, there are also people who are making a fuss about our affairs in Miao territory."

"Said that we should...should have a friendly discussion with the Miao witchcraft community instead of going on a killing spree."

"There are still people who are criticizing Jiang Junci and Wang Xiaohuan."

"They say Jiang Junci is a scumbag, and that Wang Xiaohuan has no tolerance for others. For the sake of the righteousness of the art, can't we give in?"

I smiled and said: "What else? Keep talking!"

Chen Shuyu said with a guilty conscience: "That's probably it!"

Ye Yang said coldly: "Say!"

Chen Shuyu then said: "Many people are no longer satisfied with verbally criticizing Liangjietang. They are jumping up and down, uniting with some Jianghu elders, and preparing to come to Liangjietang to launch an attack."

"That's it!" I turned to look at Jiang Junci: "Xiaochizi, what do you say?"

Jiang Junci hesitated for a while and said, "I think we should stay away from the edge for the time being."

"No matter what the purpose of the people who come here is? Behind them are some martial arts sects. If there is a conflict, the entire martial arts may fall apart."

"If...I mean if...someone proposes not to kill you and not send troops to Liangjie Mountain, it will be difficult to decide on the coffin door."

"so……"
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