Return from hell, the yandere villain is not easy to mess with

After the old man finished speaking, Ji Wuhen's lowered eyelashes trembled slightly and then slowly lifted up.

"Marrying a saint has been the inheritance of our religion since its founding, and we ask the leader to abide by it." Faced with Ji Wuhen's gaze, the old man sitting at the end spoke firmly.

"Uncle Gu likes her so much, why don't you marry me?" Her thin lips curved slightly, revealing a smile that confounded all sentient beings. Ji Wuhen's voice had no warmth at all.

The tea on the table was steaming white and exuding a faint fragrance.

The aura around Ji Wuhen's body became unusually cold, covered in frost.

"If you say orthodox...I am not one of them either, why...are these uncles going to kill me and replace me?"

With her long white knuckles, she picked up the lid of the cup and gently scratched the cup body, making a harsh sound. Ji Wuhen's eyes scanned the crowd.

"Uncle Lin...?"

Sensing the cold gaze above his head, Lin Wushou's expression froze, knowing that Ji Wuhen already knew in his heart that he could no longer pretend.

"The subordinates will naturally not dare to say anything the leader said. You are the direct disciple of the first leader, so you are naturally justified." Bracing his scalp, Lin Wushou raised his head and looked up, speaking word by word.

"And...the former leader understands the friendship between the previous saint and the previous saint better than we do."

Looking into Ji Wuhen's eyes as deep as ink, Lin Wushou swallowed and finished what he had not said.

Of all the people present, except Ji Wuhen, only Lin Wushou knew Ji Wuhen's true identity.

Once they know that the former saint fell in love with an outsider, and the remaining scoundrel has become the current leader, can Baiyin's soul be at peace?

"The leader and Saint Baiyin have a deep love for each other. The leader will definitely not do anything to disappoint his followers."

"In that case...I would also like to thank Uncle Lin."

With a chuckle, Ji Wuhen stood up with long legs, walked directly in front of Lin Wushou, and looked at him condescendingly.

"I don't dare. I am dedicated to being the leader." Facing Ji Wuhen's gaze, Lin Wushou straightened his back and tried his best to control the fear in his heart.

Coming here this time was out of necessity.

Without the blessing of the Black Iron Army, he had too few available cards.

The young man in front of him has grown up and is no longer the young and ignorant person in his memory.

The method of coercion and inducement didn't work at all on Ji Wuhen.

I can only ask the elders to come out.

"Uncle Lin, do you think... I will care?" Faced with Lin Wushou's secret threat, Ji Wuhen didn't care at all, and the coldness in his eyes deepened.

Shocked by the coercion released by Ji Wuhen, Lin Wushou took a step back and fell back on the chair.

Looking around, Lin Wushou clenched his fists and said, "The leader's martial arts skills are unparalleled and he is a talent that has never been seen in the religion for a century. With the leader's leadership, our religion will definitely reach a higher level. For the sake of the future of our religion, anything that hinders the future of the leader will be done." We will try our best to get rid of people and things."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a chill in his throat.

He lowered his eyes and saw that a soft sword as thin as a cicada's wings was pressed against his throat.

"What is the leader doing?"

"Leader... no!"

"Master..."

Seeing this, everyone present spoke out to stop him.

"Ahem... What is the leader worried about?" Lin Wushou endured the sting of the sword blade piercing his skin and looked straight at Ji Wuhen.

Once the people in the sect know about Shen Xixi's existence, her death will come.

"The leader and the saint have grown up together since childhood, and they are in love with each other. For the leader and the saint, they chased her from southern Xinjiang to this place. Why on earth did the leader refuse?"

Regarding Ji Wuhen's tough attitude, Gu Xianfeng's eyes were full of confusion.

I thought their visit this time would go smoothly.

As a result, the leader ignored their letters and refused to meet with them several times.

Thinking of what Lin Wushou once said to him, "Is the leader really attracted to a woman outside the church?"

"What?" Behind him, upon hearing the news, Guardian Zuo directly tore off the red thread of the rosary in his hand, and the crimson beads fell all over the floor with a "clatter".

"Leader...are you serious?" Ignoring the beads on the ground, Protector Zuo walked quickly to Ji Wuhen.

As the guardian of the Law Enforcement Hall, he will never let this happen again.

"Ha...why are these uncles so serious? I was just joking with Uncle Lin." Glancing at the serious-looking people, Ji Wuhen slowly withdrew his soft sword, and his face returned to its previous lazy look. Comic.

"It doesn't matter, the leader has been on good terms with me since we were children." Lin Wushou touched his neck and looked at the red blood on his palm and said with a smile.

"Then what is the name of Shen Xixi that you mentioned before... and you, the leader?" Seeing Ji Wuhen put away his weapon, Gu Xianfeng breathed a sigh of relief, and then thought of the woman Lin Wushou was talking about, and looked at Ji Wuhen again hatred.

The leader's whereabouts are mysterious, and he went to Dayu in order to fulfill the last wish of the previous leader.

If you stay outside the church all year round, what if you fall in love with a girl outside the church?

"Ha~, I don't know, but Uncle Lin knows everything about me." Looking at Lin Wushou with his head lowered with contempt, Ji Wuhen showed a trace of ridicule on his face.

"Subordinate, I'm just worried about the leader." After being exposed, Lin Wushou lowered his head and spoke warmly.

"The leader has a distinguished status, so naturally he will not get entangled with a woman who is already a married woman."

"What? That woman is still married? This is unruly women..." Sure enough, upon hearing that she was married, the faces of several elders were opposed, and their eyes were filled with anger.

The look he looked at Ji Wuhen was questioning, not appreciative.

"Uncle Lin... please be careful what you say." Ji Wuhen's eyes showed displeasure when he heard others talking about sister.

Obviously...she is the sister he is entangled with.

"Master...are you really entangled with that Shen Xixi?" Gu Xianfeng became anxious when he heard Ji Wuhen's words of protection for the woman.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Protector Zuo beside him, and the two nodded silently.

I made up my mind that if it was true, that woman would never be allowed to stay.

"Chen Xixi? I'm not familiar with you. I'm very busy. I'm just acting for the occasion." After reading the words in Gu Xianfeng's eyes, Ji Wuhen raised a smile on her thin lips, and the words she spat out were without warmth.

"That's great, but what about your marriage to the saint?" Seeing Ji Wuhen's denial, Gu Xianfeng's heart dropped.

"There's no rush, the master's death has not yet been completed. It won't be too late until all the dust settles." Ji Wuhen frowned slightly, and there was a hint of impatience in Ji Wuhen's eyes.

"Okay, I have a few things to discuss with the leader this time, and I would like to ask the leader to take a seat..." Seeing this, everyone stopped talking and took out the letters they had prepared in advance and handed them to Ji Wuhen.

Ji Wuhen, who was sitting in the seat, held a thick letter between his long fingers and listened to everyone's reports. His slender eyelashes slowly lowered, hiding the emotions in his eyes.

By the window outside the wooden house, Shen Xixi held the hand of the slave girl next to her, feeling cold and trembling all over her body.

"Madam, don't we go in?" Stomping her feet, the female slave looked at Shen Xixi's increasingly pale face beside her and asked in bad Dayu dialect.

As a barbarian, she could not understand Dayu's language and only knew a few simple words.

The lady stood here and listened for a long time. The expression on her face changed from worry to relief, and now to sadness. The slave girl had a question mark on her face.

What does it say? Why is Madam like this?

"No need...it's just a joke!"