The special soldier king of the female president

The first winter rain came after the winter solstice. The winter rain came slowly and thinly, covering the entire Jinshanling.

However, although the winter rain is not heavy, it is bitterly cold in the cold weather.It falls on people, as if nails have been sprinkled on them.

Chen Wuxie stood in the mountain gate dressed in white, she could see the gray sky when she looked up, as if a cold evil spirit enveloped the entire Jinshanling.Her expression was cold, but she couldn't help feeling that this was the second time she had worn filial piety.Moreover, the purpose of wearing filial piety twice is actually the same, both to seize power.

The disciples beside him looked at Chen Wuxie in awe.After all, Chen Wuxie has the highest prestige among the head disciples.As soon as the head of the sect died, Chen Wuxie immediately began to arrange the funeral affairs as a big sister.

Of course, there are many disciples of the head of the sect, and many of them have criticisms, but Chen Wuxie is wearing a dragon and phoenix saber, plus a token of the head of the sect.As for the letters written by the head, they all showed that the head had the intention of letting Chen Wuxie inherit before he died.

Chen Wuxie didn't say anything, anyway, she did things, but she didn't say anything.Everyone can't refute, they can only obey orders.

But when Chen Wuxie was faintly controlling the overall situation, she suddenly heard the sound of a roaring engine.

Through the rain curtain, Chen Wuxie saw a lot of luxury cars coming from Jinshan Town below the mountain.

Chen Wuxie slightly frowned and said, "Who informed the outsiders that Master has made countless enemies throughout his life, didn't he tell the funeral in secret so that the old man can go away more safely. Wouldn't it be superfluous to inform so many people to come here?"

Standing beside Chen Wuxie were three head disciples, one female and two male, they had been dealt with by Chen Wuxie immediately, and now they have become her supporters.

The three of them looked at each other, and then the woman stepped forward and said: "Master, everyone in the sect has greeted each other, and no one should secretly inform the outside."

Chen Wuxie pondered for a moment and said: "Since it wasn't the notification, then it means that he came by himself. Everyone cheer up and prevent anyone from making trouble here."

"Let's arrange it immediately and let them all be more energetic, so that no one can underestimate our Golden Ridge Gate."

Just as everyone was getting ready, a group of people had gone up the mountain through the rain.They walked very fast, each of them was a Lianjiazi, and the winter rain wet their hair and black suits, but they didn't care at all.

The three leaders were wearing black umbrellas.When they reached the mountain gate, groups of disciples had blocked them.And this led the three people to stand in a row, raising their heads slightly.

"Master Uncle, Second Martial Uncle, Third Martial Uncle..." When many disciples saw these three people, they immediately bowed and saluted.

These three people are the three juniors of the old man Guan Shan, namely Bu Kun, Liu Feng, and Xu Que.At present, among the upper echelons of the sect that many disciples can contact, the seniority of the three is second only to the old man Guan Shan.

All three of them wore black black iron rings, which symbolized the highest seniority in Jinling Gate except for the Elder Hall.

The leader of the three was Bu Kun, with a majestic face in Chinese characters, he said coldly: "Get out of the way, let Chen Wuxie come to the mourning hall to see me."

After speaking, Bu Kun strode into the mountain gate with many Lianjiazi.Many disciples were taken aback when they heard the words, and then faintly felt that the three master uncles seemed to have an indescribable smell of gunpowder.

The mourning hall has already been set up, and the old man Guan Shan, as the successor of the ancient martial arts, naturally will not lie in the crystal coffin for people to look up to.It is made of precious nanmu, and the head of the front is painted with deer and cranes in the stele hall. Deer and cranes have auspicious meanings in ancient times. On the deer and crane in the stele hall, there are three words "Anle Palace" engraved, which is also good. meaning.

Bu Kun looked at the decoration of the mourning hall again, but there was nothing wrong with it.

Just after the three of them arrived, Chen Wuxie came with the head disciple.The disciples of all the sect masters were dressed in mourning.Some had red eyes, some looked sad, and one was exaggerated, it was actually two outer disciples who dragged him up.

A cold look flashed in Bu Kun's eyes, a sect like Jinlingmen naturally wouldn't be so humane.The reason why these head disciples behaved like this one by one was because they hoped to win the hearts of the people.

It's just that among these people, Chen Wuxie had a little melancholy on his brows, but he didn't show too much exaggeration.Instead, behind her, the most people followed.

Bu Kun raised his eyebrows, then looked at Chen Wuxie and said, "Nephew is a good planner, the funeral will not be held in secret, even we won't notify. Could it be that if we are a little late, you can burn the coffin?"

Bu Kun's words were full of gunpowder, but Chen Wuxie said indifferently: "Master, this is the mourning hall. It's probably not good to make trouble in Master's mourning hall."

In one sentence, all the words that Bu Kun was about to use to attack were blocked back.It was not lukewarm, but after everyone heard it, they faintly felt that it was very reasonable.

Bu Kun was also stunned for a moment, not knowing how to attack.

"Okay, since that's the case, let's go outside and talk about it. Third and fourth, you should have your injuries checked and find out the ins and outs. Chen Wuxie, come with me." Bu Kun walked out and went to the usual place where Jinlingmen disciples lived. The Hall of Supreme Harmony where the merits are passed on.

Naturally, many head disciples would not miss it, and rushed over immediately.They had already been beaten by Chen Wuxie for the past two days. At this moment, seeing that Chen Wuxie seemed to be in trouble, they were all in high spirits.

If Chen Wuxie falls, they will all have a chance.Or even if everyone has no chance, they don't want others to be able to sit in that position.

So when the head disciples arrived at the Hall of Supreme Harmony, they looked sideways one by one.Enshrined in the Hall of Supreme Harmony is the statue of the ancestor, an old man with white hair and childlike face, standing with a scripture in one hand and a long sword in the other.

After everyone came in, they first saluted the statue of their ancestors, and then looked at Chen Wuxie and Bu Kun.

Bu Kun looked at Chen Wuxie and said, "Chen Wuxie, you should be convicted!"

Bu Kun has already learned from the top ten families that the death of the old man Guan Shan must be related to this head disciple.So he made it clear and pointed it out directly.

Chen Wuxie looked left and right, showing a trace of surprise and said: "Uncle Bu Kun, what do you mean?"

Bu Kun looked at Chen Wuxie coldly and said: "Up to now you are still pretending to be crazy, why is the head of the family safe and sound all the time, but after you came back, the head of the house died unexpectedly. Is it because you are worried about being killed because of the nest city?" punishment, so you bring someone here to kill your own master?"

As soon as these words came out, many head disciples exclaimed one after another.They looked at Chen Wuxie in disbelief.

Chen Wuxie shook his head, his face slowly sank and said: "Uncle Bu Kun, I respect you as an elder, but even if you are an elder, I can still sue you for slander if you speak like this."

After Chen Wuxie finished speaking, she shook her white robe slightly, and the dragon and phoenix swords appeared on both sides of her waist.At the same time, a section of her bright wrist was exposed from her wide sleeve, and a jade tablet was tied with a red string.

"Master Bu Kun, as a master uncle, you don't offer incense to master first when you come back, but grab and bite randomly. Can I suspect that you took advantage of outsiders and wanted to make trouble while the sect was in chaos?" Chen Wuxie is not a gentle and gentle person who can be trampled underfoot.

She showed off the dragon and phoenix knife and the token, and at the same time, she did not give in at all, and she had already expressed her attitude.

But when Bu Kun saw these tokens, he just sneered and said, "It seems that you think I'm not qualified to control you, so you're so arrogant?"

"Don't dare!" Chen Wuxie said that he didn't dare, but at this moment, he raised his head and chest, and looked at Bu Kun coldly.

Bu Kun laughed twice, and he took out a palm-sized copper seal from his pocket and said, "You are just a token, look what I have in my hand?"

"Sect Leader Seal!" Everyone shouted when they saw the seal.