After the death of the villain master, the traitor went crazy

Jing Huan sneered contemptuously, and smashed the jade token in her hand into pieces.

Ling Ruoshui, who was teaching the disciples, saw this and waved them away. "Junior sister, what makes you so angry?"

Jing Huan's face was filled with disgust, and he gritted his teeth, "Big Sister, isn't it that idiot young master of the Wei family of the Lieyue Sect?"

"He urged his father to write letters every day, always urging him!"

"Why don't you look in the mirror and see what you look like? Compared to him, even the rat in the gutter would be three times prettier."

Whenever she thought of the Wei father and son of the Lieyue faction, she felt sick.

If it weren't for Second Senior Sister's sake, just the two of them... wouldn't be worthy!

Ling Ruoshui patted the back of her hand and comforted her softly:

"Master sent the three of us sisters out of seclusion to cooperate with Daoist Master Long. It was you, my sister, who originally drew lots to join the Lieyue Sect..."

"Your Second Senior Sister felt sorry for you, so she took the initiative to exchange tasks with you."

"Just for Jiaojiao's sake, don't argue with them."

When talking about the second senior sister Wang Jiao, Jing Huan lost his temper.

But when I thought about how the eldest senior sister was getting along so well with Shen Changxun, there were rumors outside that the Zichen Sword Sect was about to have a happy event.

The second senior sister coaxed the burly Wei Dadao from the Lieyue Sect into submission and obeying her orders.

Looking back at my own side, after counting carefully, the biggest progress is that I can finally get close to the headmaster Mo Zheng.

He made many clever attempts to try to bring about a marriage between Wei Gang and Lin Moran.

Mo Zheng was clearly getting better, his attitude seemed to be getting softer, and his eyes when he looked at her often revealed confusion and affection.

But when it comes to the marriage, he still refuses to give in.

After some effort, she finally persuaded Mo Zheng a few days ago and arranged a tea party for the two parties to meet.

Show He Zhaomen's sincerity and let Wei Gang lower his posture.

As the saying goes, a strong woman is afraid of being clingy. If you pursue him diligently, the inexperienced Lin Moran might be shaken.

By then, it will be something that both of you are willing to do. Even if other people in the sect have complaints, they can just keep it to themselves and nothing bad will happen.

Everything was ready for her tea party, but Mo Zheng suddenly told her:

The disciples have been invited to travel and have fun, and are not in the sect, so the tea party will probably be postponed.

He was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but he had no choice but to pretend to be tolerant and maintain his composure in front of him, although in fact he hated him so much.

But both the Wei father and son were confused and had the audacity to summon her and scold her.

The leader's style... is simply too much.

The more I think about it, the more upset I get!

However, since it is related to the task assigned by the master, it is imperative that the Lieyue Sect take over Tianze Peak.

The Golden Lotus of Merit was guarded so closely, otherwise Elder Long and the others would not have found any opportunity to exploit.

Seeing that the marriage was going to be difficult, Jing Huan felt a headache.

"Big Sister, what do you say we should do?"

"The pressure over there is getting stronger and stronger. Now that this person is no longer in the Zichen Sword Sect, I can't say anything more."

Ling Ruoshui was calmer and more experienced than Jing Huan. After a little thought, she came up with a workaround.

She whispered a few words into Jing Huan's ear, and at the same time, she gently patted the back of Jing Huan's hand with her fingers to comfort him.

After hearing this, Jing Huan's eyes lit up instantly and he smiled.

“This works!”

"Although Li Jin'er's appearance is not as dazzling as Lin Moran, she is still a beautiful girl from a small family and she must have a certain charm..." Ling Ruoshui raised her eyebrows slightly, and Jing Huan understood the hint.

Jing Huan smiled slyly, "That lecherous scoundrel Wei Gang would definitely be willing to flirt with her, but I'm afraid he wouldn't be willing to accept the idea of a marriage alliance with someone else."

Ling Ruoshui chuckled lightly with a hint of contempt, "If Lin Moran doesn't want to, we can't force her. If he has the ability, it wouldn't be a problem for him to take both of us in."

"Just explain the seriousness of this matter to them. As long as Elder Long and Wei Dadao agree, it will be fine. It's not our turn for Wei Gang to make decisions."

"Our mission is to connect the Lieyue Sect with the Zichen Sword Sect through marriage, not to find Wei Gang a celestial being."

"It's already marrying above his station for him to marry the disciple of Sect Leader Ying Xi from the Lieyue Sect. How can they be so picky?" His tone was full of disdain. Without their support, without Elder Long, he would be gone.

Things like the Lieyue Faction, Wei Dadao, Wei Gang, etc. are all low-rate stuff.

"I've heard a lot of news from Changxun's disciples. Lin Moran was raised by Immortal Lord Yingxi himself, so their friendship is naturally deep."

"Excellent talent, outstanding appearance, diligent cultivation, and a promising future. Not to mention Immortal Lord Ying Xi's refusal, no one else would easily agree to it."

Even though she is also a woman, Ling Ruoshui is both envious and admires Lin Moran.

"But Li Jin'er is different. She was able to become a nominal disciple thanks to her brother Li Fuyi."

Her fingers gently stroked the edge of the teacup and she continued speaking casually.

"My cultivation is just so-so, not bad, but definitely not good either. My aptitude is average."

Jing Huan then recalled the scenes when she saw Li Jin'er and Mo Zheng getting along in the past. She was always respectful and cautious.

Mo Zheng treated her kindly, but not as intimately as he treated Lin Moran.

"It would be much easier if the marriage partner was him."

Jing Huan suddenly understood, "Thank you, Senior Sister, for your guidance!"

Late at night in the Lieyue Sect, the sounds of stir-fried bamboo shoots and meat, accompanied by the wailing of pigs, rang out one after another.

Under the stern admonition of his old father and the gentle consolation of Aunt Wang, Wei Gang finally took a liking to Li Jiner's portrait.

Decided!

I will set off for Leiyin Palace tomorrow to chase my wife.

Just as Aunt Wang said, it's common for men to have three wives and four concubines.

First, follow dad's wishes and marry Li Jin'er back home, so as not to delay the important matter of forming an alliance with Zichen Sword Sect to strengthen the Lieyue Sect.

As for Lin Moran, as long as she is not married, he will always have the opportunity to get the upper hand!

He hurriedly dragged a group of people out early in the morning and searched everywhere in the temple town, but there was no news about where Lin Moran and the others were staying.

If it wasn't for the news coming from his father himself, he would almost suspect that the news was wrong.

Fortunately, hard work pays off.

Just when he was at his wit's end and could only try his luck at the Leiyin Heavenly Palace Dharma Assembly tomorrow, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a few people on the street outside the window happily discussing where to go for dinner.

There were two men and two women, all wearing the lavender uniforms of the inner disciples of the Zichen Sword Sect.

Take another closer look!

Isn’t that beautiful lady the Lin Moran, the beautiful Lin, whom he has been thinking about day and night?

Looking to the side, Li Jin'er, with her charming dimples and gentle features, had a slender figure with curves in perfect proportions...

Gulu...

He swallowed and drank the liquid in the wine cup in one gulp. He felt more and more that what Aunt Wang said was absolutely right!

He threw the wine cup on the table, said something and hurriedly chased after him.

"Everyone~ Senior brothers and sisters from the Purple Star Sword Sect... please stay!"

His steps were hurried, almost jogging to catch up. With a slight sound of sword, Taiwei Sword was unsheathed like a flash of lightning and lay across in front of him.