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Lin Jinglan didn't find it strange to hear that the voice was that of a woman, because she also saw women's figures among the people standing below, although there were only a few scattered ones.

But it shows that in Wushang camp, regardless of men or women, only ability is considered.

Lin Jinglan looked at the door of the hall curiously, but did not see any movement.

"on the top."

Chang Song on the side chuckled and gave a kind reminder, but in Lin Jinglan's view, this person was just laughing at her.

When he looked up, a purple streak suddenly appeared in front of him.

Slowly jump down from above, you will find yourself in the air with a graceful posture.

It wasn't until she landed in front of Lin Jinglan that she saw clearly what this woman looked like.

He is also in his twenties, with a pretty face and outstanding grace in every move and smile.

"My name is Zi Ling, and you are the granddaughter of the old leader. Lin Jinglan, the eldest lady of the Lin family who is relatively famous in the capital these days, I say you are quite good-looking."

Zi Ling stepped forward, looked at Lin Jinglan carefully, and suddenly spoke with a smile. The amorous look between her eyebrows made even Lin Jinglan couldn't help but take a second look.

Her intuition told her that this woman was not simple. She had a smile on her face and graceful movements, but there was no warmth in her eyes. There must be a lot of blood on her hands.

Lin Jinglan thought in her heart.

"Deacon Zi Ling, please take a seat. I don't know where the other two deacons are at this time and why they didn't show up."

Lin Jinglan's eyes did not change and she asked Zi Ling calmly.

"Oh, you said there are two others. One is making a character and has no time to come back for the time being. What about the other one? He should be here soon."

Zi Ling sat in her own seat and spoke casually.

But her words made Uncle Qi look very unhappy.

"Nonsense, didn't I tell you before? Today is the succession ceremony of the new leader. No one else will tell you, but the four deacons must be present. It's best for you. Each one of you is either busy or late. Have you taken the old leader's words to heart?"

Uncle Qi pointed at Zi Ling and Changsong and spoke unceremoniously.

It can be seen that although he is not a deacon, Uncle Qi's status is not lower than that of a deacon at all, and is even higher, so that he can reprimand these deacons who are above their heads without any scruples.

Or maybe they have always been with their grandfather, and because of his grandfather, these talents gave him three points of thin noodles.

"Master Qi, you are being yelled at. I am not the one who is late. If you want to scold others, just scold others. Well, your nephew is here, scold him quickly."

Changsong picked his ears and spoke to Uncle Qi nonchalantly. Halfway through his words, he saw a man in black appear at the door and pointed at him and said something faintly.

The person who came was dressed in simple black clothes and held a long sword in his hand. His face was straight, but it was cold and scary, and there was no expression on his face.

"Qi Han, you are becoming more and more outrageous now. You were even late for the leader's succession ceremony."

Seeing the person coming, Uncle Qi seemed to be even more angry.

According to Changsong, the young man named Qi Han below is Uncle Qi's nephew.

He is also one of the four great deacons.

"I have something to do."

He walked forward and bowed to Uncle Qi without emotion, then sat in his seat and said something dryly.

As the name suggests, this person is just like an ice cube.

At this time, three deacons have arrived, and the other one cannot come back from his mission. Everyone should be here by now.

Lin Jinglan looked at himself like a transparent person among these people and sighed helplessly. As expected, strength is the key to convincing people.

But just when she was about to say something, she was interrupted by Uncle Qi.

"It's not appropriate. This is a formal occasion. Can you three behave yourself?"

Lin Jinglan was a little confused about what this sentence meant, but she didn't ask.

"Master Qi, you really have a lot to do. Do you want to remind us of our identities all the time?"

Zi Ling covered her mouth and chuckled, but then she took out a silver mask from her waist and slowly put it on her face.

The other two people didn't speak, but they also took out the silver masks and covered their faces with the same action.

Seeing that there were so many people in the field, but only three of them had silver masks, Lin Jinglan knew that her guess was correct. The masks proved this person's status in Wushang Camp.

"Well, now that everyone is here, let's start the succession ceremony of the new leader."

Uncle Qi nodded, thinking in his heart, hoping that these people could live in peace and not cause any trouble. If Lin Jinglan could live peacefully for today, that would be a great thing.

"I am Jinglan of the Lin clan. I was personally appointed by the old leader and handed over to Wushang Order. I am passed on to the position of leader of Wushang Camp. I will lead Wushang Camp to protect the people of Da Chu and protect the mountains and rivers of Da Chu. I will live up to the will of my ancestors. "

Lin Jinglan took out the Wushang Ling from his arms and bent over the seat where he belonged to the leader.

He held his hands up without fear, and his face was solemn and pious.

"Follow the leader's orders."

Uncle Qi agreed softly, took the Wushang Ling from Lin Jinglan's hand, and placed it in a hollow on the wall, facing each other perfectly.

Then the relief pattern on the wall kept moving and turning, making a low creaking sound.

After slowly stopping, a place on the wall opened, revealing a black iron box inside.

Uncle Qi reached out and took out the box, then took out the Wushang Ling, and placed it in a groove on the box again. The box opened, revealing the contents.

It was a mask, also half-shaped, but the color and texture were completely different from what Lin Jinglan had seen.

It was a golden mask with a unicorn carved on it.

Although it is made of gold, it does not have the slightest sense of vulgarity, but instead carries a sense of gravity and majesty.

This should be a status symbol unique to the leader of Wushang Camp.

Taking the mask from Uncle Qi's hand, Lin Jinglan was about to put it on herself at Uncle Qi's signal.

"First of all, don't rush."

Zi Ling was the first to speak, interrupting Lin Jinglan's movements.

Lin Jinglan and Uncle Qi looked at each other and understood each other's intentions clearly. Sure enough, they were here.

"Does Deacon Zi Ling have any ideas?"

Stopping what he was doing and holding the golden mask, Lin Jinglan looked at Zi Ling and asked lightly.

"Do you have an idea? There must be some. When the leader takes over the Wushang camp, he always wants everyone in the Wushang camp to be convinced. You haven't done it yet."

Zi Ling was still sitting with a casual expression on her face, as if she didn't even pay attention to Lin Jinglan.

"Then what do you want to do?"

Lin Jinglan also asked directly.

"It's very simple. If you defeat the three of us, you can convince everyone in Wushang Camp."