Among the five paranoid male protagonists, who do you want me to choose?

"Boss, we were wrong. Don't bother with us!"

"We are blind to the truth, and our elders, please do not bear grudges against us!!!"

Yu Zhao was dumbfounded by the smooth kneeling. The raising of the white flag was too smooth and skillful. It seemed that he had done it many times before.

and many more.

Just now they were talking about the Cold Wind Sect...

The senior had asked her to deliver something before, a token. She took it out from the storage bag. It was about the size of a palm, inky black in color, and shiny.

The token is made of high-quality material like black jade, and one side is engraved with frost flowers and cold plums. The patterns are complex but reveal exquisiteness everywhere. When you touch it, you can feel a little coolness on it.

In the dim light, the token looked particularly dazzling.

That is……

Soon a cultivator recognized it. It was the token of the Hanfeng Sect, that’s right.

The monks looked at each other, all with the same shock on their faces, "That's... the sect leader's token..."

When their eyes met, Yu Zhao was very calm, while the skinny monk opposite him was terrified, with the corners of his mouth twitching, but he didn't know what to say.

Several other monks also became very nervous. They stood there, breathing slower, and looked at her cautiously.

"Senior, where did you get the token?"

Yu Zhao: "An old man gave it to me, but he wants to give it to your deputy sect leader."

Wang Wu fell silent, touched his tattered clothes and stepped forward, "The Cold Wind Sect has already disbanded, and the deputy sect leader died a long time ago, probably hundreds of years ago."

"There is no longer a Cold Wind Gate at the border."

At that time, the sect leader who was a demon catcher was nowhere to be found, and the deputy sect leader had been working hard to maintain the livelihood of the sect. He endured for an unknown amount of time, but finally he could not hold on any longer.

Even they are just the deputy sect leader's descendants, who knows how many generations apart.

It's a bit difficult.

Yu Zhao glanced at their rags and clothes. They were comparable to hers, but they were still the orders of the leader of the Hanfeng Sect after all. She raised her hand and threw them away.

"The stuff has been delivered. After all, you are also members of the Hanfeng Sect. My mission has been completed. Goodbye." After saying that, Yu Zhao wanted to slip away.

But these people hurriedly stopped her, and when they met the angry eyes, they retracted their hands.

They clenched their hands nervously, and Wang Wu said seriously, "If you don't mind, you can become the leader of our Hanfeng Sect."

This hasty decision made Yu Zhao dumbfounded. No, could a sect leader make the decision so easily?

This may not be too...

Yu Zhao grabbed the shadow that was letting out some air and started walking, even faster. Before she had taken a few steps, the token she had thrown over turned back and stuck to her palm.

This……

Looking at the sect leader's order that looked like a piece of dog-skin plaster, Yu Zhao almost went crazy. No, what does this mean?

She is only responsible for delivering the things, which doesn't mean she has to lose herself as well. No, absolutely not!

Wang Wu looked tremblingly at Yu Zhao, whose face was dark and solemn. "Senior, congratulations on gaining our approval. With unanimous approval, you are now the leader of our Hanfeng Sect."

After he finished speaking, he took out a brown stone from his lapel, which looked like a bunch of grapes, and placed it directly on her head.

There was a heavy weight on his head, and Yu Zhao shook it off expressionlessly, but the sect leader's order in his hand was like a dog-skin plaster and could not be shaken off.

Depend on……

Yu Zhao was a little mad. He didn't expect that people could still force purchases and sales these days. Even if they didn't want something, they had to...

She glanced at the people in front of her and prepared to run away, but when she opened the door, she was surrounded by a dense crowd of monks, all of whom were strong and muscular, as if she had accidentally walked into a gang.

Yu Zhao was stunned for a moment. Several monks behind him came forward like peasants and bowed to them.

"My fellow Taoists, this is all a misunderstanding!"

Misunderstand? !

The little kid jumped out, extremely excited. He was so scared that he peed his pants. How could it be a misunderstanding?

It seemed as if their large numbers gave him enough courage. He stood on the wooden box and spoke loudly with a panicked look.

"It was this alien race that suddenly appeared and scared me."

"It's her—"

"It's her—"

"It's her!"

The child's voice was almost shrill. Yu Zhao frowned, "You're so scared that you peed your pants. Aren't you afraid that I, the monster, will be the first to eat you?"

He was so timid just now, but now he stands up when he sees so many people around. He is really a talented person.

"Who was it that saw me crying in fear just now? And he was crying and peeing at the same time."

She used a declarative sentence, and everyone looked at him. Standing high and looking far, others naturally saw the marks on his pants clearly, and their eyes were complicated.

"Xiaojiu is a good guy, but unfortunately a bit cowardly. He is still very brave, at least he didn't poop." Someone came out from the crowd and said this.

But the little boy lost his temper, jumped down with his hands covering his pants and his face flushed, and ran out sobbing.

"I didn't pee my pants!"

He just...

Accidentally peed my pants.

A group of people came aggressively, and Yu Zhao was still bleeding. She was thinking about how to deal with it, but unexpectedly, several monks on the side jumped out first and stood in front of her with serious faces.

"Everyone, this is the leader of our Hanfeng Sect." Wang Wu said with a righteous look on his face, and there seemed to be tears flashing in his eyes.

He just took office and is still very enthusiastic.

"Bullshit!" The monks in the crowd refused to buy his story and shouted, "The leader of your Hanfeng Sect ran away a long time ago, and the deputy leader died a long time ago. You are the only ones left, the old, weak, and sick, begging for food everywhere."

"That's not begging!" A dirty, round-faced little girl jumped out. "That's called begging."

Yu Zhao: “…”

He also has the demeanor of a Buddhist practitioner.

"Either let her go, or you all go down together." The young man in brocade clothes looked solemn, as if he was giving a final ultimatum.

Anyway, he had long been fed up with these beggars. If they didn't have some strength, they would have thrown them off the boat long ago. How could he let them stay here and eat and drink for free?

Waste their food.

What's more, the border war is tense now, and they want to transport these things to the border Great Wall.

If the Great Wall at the border collapsed, all of their human race would be doomed. They understood the principle of "the lips and teeth will be destroyed".

Things are pretty good now. They took the initiative to reveal their flaws and we drove them all away when they reached the border.

Yu Zhao felt a pain in her back. If a fight really broke out, she might not gain any advantage since they were outnumbered. She also had a back injury from the fall just now.

I can’t even count how many bones in my body are broken.

Now I have to stay calm and develop slowly.

Under the gaze of everyone, he slowly raised the sect leader's order in his hand, which was as thin as a dog-skin plaster, and felt a little ashamed.

"That's right..." she said seriously, "I am the new leader of the Cold Wind Sect."