Longevity

Zhuo Ping said in a deep voice: "Elders, elders, this is the result of our betting this time. I will roll the roll with Junior Brother Zhu, and Junior Brother Jing will be responsible for recording."

"Okay." Jing Mingchuan readily agreed.

In this way, I can watch with wide eyes and prevent them from cheating.

Although it is said that their elders would not do such a dirty thing, but it is really uncertain when it comes to the position of the head of the sect, so it is better to be careful.

Everyone started to move.

Zhu Qingfeng picked up a bamboo stick, sang "Leng Feiqiong", then put it aside, picked up another stick, and read out the three characters "Leng Feiqiong", followed by a third stick.

Zhu Qingfeng's face became more and more ugly as he recited the names one by one, and Jing Mingchuan, who was in charge of recording, also had a gloomy face, looking up at the elders and the Supreme Elders from time to time.

Leng Feiqiong, who was sitting in the main seat, shook her head and sighed.

"Why is the master sighing?" Zhuo Ping asked.

Leng Feiqiong sighed: "I am ashamed."

"Why?" Zhuo Ping was puzzled.

Leng Feiqiong said: "I have no way to control my subordinates, and I have not been able to train a person who can take on a big job."

Her name is written on these bamboo sticks, and there is no one else, which is a bit outrageous.

In her opinion, there must be some objections to her return.

But looking at these investors, none of them opposed her, all of them were her name, and she couldn't help but wonder if it was a fraud, and she couldn't help but cast her eyes on a few elders.

The old man sitting at the top had a round face and smiled like a Maitreya Buddha. His amiability and warmth made people feel close to him, but he was the famous killing **** in the martial arts back then.

He noticed Leng Feiqiong's eyes, and said helplessly: "Master, if we really cheated, we wouldn't make it like this, we have to be fake and real, right?"

"I'm so popular?" Leng Feiqiong smiled and shook her head: "I'm so flattered!"

Zhuo Ping said in a deep voice: "The sect leader should be due to various factors. Some people may not object to you as the sect leader, but considering that there is really no one in the faction who can provoke the leader, they have no choice but to choose you, or some people think it doesn't matter. Or some people think it's impossible anyway, or maybe some people are trying to satirize the current situation."

"Hmm..." Leng Feiqiong tilted her head and thought for a while, then nodded: "It makes sense."

Zhu Qingfeng sneered and continued to roll the roll, but it was still Leng Feiqiong's name, and there was no one else's name.

He found it odd.

It stands to reason that the disciples of the Tianhai Sword Sect belong to different branches, and no matter how bad they are, they can write the top masters of their own branch to express their attitude, even if they know they cannot be selected.

But these guys just don't do that, they don't choose the strongest of their own lineage, they just focus on Leng Feiqiong to write.

As Senior Brother Zhuo said, many of them didn't really want to choose Leng Feiqiong, but they wrote about Leng Feiqiong because they were disappointed, sarcastic, or expressing anger.

But the result was Leng Feiqiong's reset.

If they knew their choice would have such an impact, would they still choose it?

Thinking of this, he said in a deep voice: "Several Supreme Elders, Elders, I think we should re-election!"

"Reelection?" Zhuo Ping frowned.

"Yes!" Zhu Qingfeng snorted coldly, "Re-election."

"Why re-election?"

"We should let everyone know that if we choose Concubine Leng, Concubine Leng will really become our head!" Zhu Qingfeng said: "When they wrote this name, they didn't think that Concubine Leng would really come back. A catharsis!"

"Hehehehe..." Leng Feiqiong suddenly smiled coquettishly.

Zhu Qingfeng stared at her coldly: "Concubine Leng, do you dare to re-election?"

Leng Feiqiong sighed: "Elder Zhu, you are going back as you live!"

Zhu Qingfeng snorted and said nothing.

He also felt that his actions were disqualified and lacked the demeanor of an elder, but when it comes to the life and death of the Tianhai Sword Sect, it's okay to be despicable and shameless once.

Leng Feiqiong looked at the others.

Jing Mingchuan bowed his head and remained silent.

Although he was also dissatisfied with the result and didn't want Leng Feiqiong to return to the position of head, but the rules are the rules, otherwise, the Tianhai Sword Sect would have been messed up long ago, and it would be difficult to get around without rules.

Leng Feiqiong said indifferently: "Well, after ten days, there will be another election. If I am elected that time, then I will take the initiative to resign from the position of head, how about it?"

"Master!" Zhuo Ping was anxious.

It is unwise to do so.

Taking advantage of the time difference when everyone didn't know that she was going to come back, everyone opened up their hearts and chose her. Once re-elected, the result is doomed, and she will definitely lose the election.

Do you want to leave the head of the Tianhai Sword Sect again?

That would be a great humiliation to Leng Feiqiong, and at the same time a great humiliation to the head of the Tianhai Sword Sect. I am afraid that the whole world will laugh at the Tianhai Sword Sect. How can the majesty of the Tianhai Sword Sect exist?

Leng Feiqiong said: "In ten days, if I still can't get them back, I don't deserve to be the leader!"

"Okay!" Zhu Qingfeng said hurriedly.

The round-faced Supreme Elder shook his head and said, "What nonsense."

His smiling face turned cold and serious, and he glared at Zhu Qingfeng coldly: "How can the head of the Tianhai Sword Sect be such a trifle? We have already abolished Zhao Qianjun's position as the head, which is equivalent to weakening the majesty of the head. If it comes out, will it really be a joke? Not only will everyone in the world laugh~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Our Tianhai Sword Sect disciples will also lose the trust and respect of going to head the sect."

He hummed: "If something like this really happened, we are the sinners of the Tianhai Sword Sect!"

"Yes..." Zhu Qingfeng said hurriedly.

He didn't think so much, but he just didn't want Leng Feiqiong to be the head of the sect, and felt that Leng Feiqiong being the head of the sect was a big joke, and the whole world would laugh at the fact that no one in the Tianhai Sword Sect could use it.

"Follow the rules!" The round-faced old man said in a deep voice.

Jing Mingchuan fell silent.

Leng Feiqiong smiled and said: "Just as I said, I just want to choose again, to see if they choose me or not!"

Zhuo Ping said: "Master, if they don't choose you and really choose you, wouldn't that be a joke?"

Leng Feiqiong nodded lightly: "Then I really have no face to stay in the head of the sect."

She waved her hand and said lightly: "I've made up my mind, there's no need to persuade me."

Zhuo Ping opened his mouth helplessly but couldn't speak, and looked at the nine Supreme Elders.

But the nine elders also turned their eyes away one after another, without the courage and courage to face Leng Feiqiong.

The four of Xu Qingluo were speechless.

Never expected that Leng Feiqiong would have such great power in the Tianhai Sword Sect, and he was able to say what he said, and no one could stop him.

After a while, another purple lacquer box was brought in, opened by nine keys together, and the name on the bamboo chips inside continued to be read out, followed by another one.

In the end, all nine purple lacquer boxes were read, and the final results were counted. Except for the twenty-two blank bamboo chips, everyone else chose Leng Feiqiong, so Leng Feiqiong became the head.

Leng Feiqiong was very indifferent to this result, and ordered: "Since I am the head of the sect, then call all the disciples outside the main hall, and meet them, Elder Jing, Elder Zhu, pass the order."

"...Yes." The two clasped their fists helplessly.

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