The big guy who passed through quickly took the scumbag script

"then!"

Xihe subconsciously took it and found it was a token.

"Master, why did you give the master token to the senior sister?" The third junior sister was anxious.

Xihe flipped through the token, and the token was engraved with the words "Miaomiao Sect Master Order", it was undoubtedly the token of the head of the sect. She hesitated immediately: "Master..."

Those who have this token can order the whole sect and act as the head of the sect. But Mrs. Jing'an is still in charge, what will she do for her?

"I don't plan to go back to the mountain this time, the sect will be handed over to you." Master Jing'an said without expression, then glanced at the various sects in the busy place packing up, and walked away.

They wiped out the Demon Sect that day, and hunted down some remnants of the Demon Sect. After discussing today, they left some disciples to sort out the remaining affairs of the Demon Sect, find out the money, and the evil things they have done over the years, and the rest plan to go back. .

As for the remnants of the Devil's Cult who escaped, their military power is low and ineffective, so there is really nothing to fear.

The two of Xihe were startled, and hurriedly chased after him: "Master, wait, where are you going?"

"Master, if you want to leave, the disciple will help you guard the sect, but there is no need..."

"Whispering!" Master Jing'an was too impatient: "If you really feel that you can't bear this burden, then leave it to your junior sister!"

Wen Shuping's eyes lit up instantly, and said anxiously: "Master, I..."

"Heh." Master Jing'an cast a sideways glance at her: "Do you think you can do it?"

Wen Shuping wanted to say, I can do it! However, being stared at by Mrs. Jing'an's cold eyes, he dared not speak, and complained in his heart, the master knew that he favored the elder sister, hum.

Seeing that the two of them had nothing to say, Mrs. Jing'an snorted coldly, circulated the Taiyin scriptures, and left the place in a blink of an eye.

The figure of the master disappeared at the end of the road, and Wen Shuping turned her head and sneered at Xihe: "Some people say they don't care, but in fact they don't want to let go? Hmph, hypocrisy, deep scheming!"

Xihe lowered her head slowly, and Wen Shuping was almost a head shorter than her: "Junior Sister, are you talking about me?"

Wen Shuping suddenly felt that she was short, so she quickly took two steps back, then held her chin up, and hummed, "I'm sure who knows! Don't think that the master gave you the master token, you are the sure master Well, it’s not certain who wins the game.”

"Oh. Then I look forward to the performance of my junior sister."

Xihe turned around slowly and left.

She still pretended to be in front of Mrs. Jing'an, but in front of her junior sister, it was unnecessary.

Everything was delivered to her. Although it was not a rare item, it was still hers, so there was no reason to give it away for nothing.

Wen Shuping:? ? ?

She stomped her feet angrily: "You really have been coveting the head of the sect for a long time!"

Xihe waved her hand, her back was unrestrained, almost made Shuping so angry that she vomited blood.

Back in the hall of the Devil's Cult, the heads of the various sects just got together to say goodbye. Seeing her ask about Mrs. Jing'an, knowing that Mrs. Jing'an left early, they couldn't help frowning.

"Did the teacher leave nothing behind? Do you know where she went?"

Although the attack on the Demon Sect went very smoothly this time, even annihilating the entire Demon Sect in one fell swoop and obtaining countless gold, silver and jewels, in the final analysis they were forced by Master Jing'an and had no choice but to choose to come.

But now Mrs. Jing'an left without even saying hello, as if she didn't take them seriously.

Anyway, the cooperation ended, and the several masters shook their prestige again, and said to Xihe: "You disciple is really ignorant! The teacher left, why didn't you let her stay? We still have important matters to discuss with her, now What should I do?"

"If you have something to do, you can discuss it with the little girl. Now..."

"You mere disciple, what are we discussing with you! It's really unlucky for me to waste so much time." The head of the Pishan Sect shook his sleeves and left.

The other heads also shook their heads and followed slowly.

There was a lot of movement here, and the disciples of the Misty Sect not far away looked panic-stricken and stood there at a loss.

The smile on Xihe's face fell: "I am the eldest disciple of the master, and now I am acting as the head of the sect, how can I not discuss with you? Could it be that you deceived me when I was young, and deliberately made things difficult for me when I saw that my master was not there?"

Her voice was neither high nor low, and it happened to fall into the ears of everyone, with an obvious questioning intention.

The head of the Pishan faction was annoyed, and he slapped his backhand: "Zhuzi is unreasonable!"

"Your master doesn't teach you, so today I will teach you a lesson for your master, so that you know what it means to respect a master!"

The fierce palm fan came, making the onlookers palpitate! They all stared wide-eyed, staring intently, but said in their hearts, the bullshit respects the teacher, and the head of the Pishan sect dares to say, what kind of teacher is he, Master Chu?

It's just bullying the younger with the big, and bullying the junior while the master is not there, it's really embarrassing to the people of the world.

Grand Master Zong frowned, he didn't want to take care of these things, but Fang Kan was really deceiving people too much, so he stretched out his hand, intending to save people——

boom!

"Ah!" A figure flew out backwards.

Fang Kan, the leader of the Split Mountain Sect, hit the ground, clutching his chest and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Xihe slowly put down her hands, and said without sincerity: "Shishi is young, and he is not proficient in martial arts. I am really sorry for hurting the master."

Fang Kan, the leader of the Splitting Mountain Sect, was so angry that he vomited blood and knocked him flying. Is this called unskilled?

Damn it, why is it that Mrs. Jing'an's old thief is so strong, but her disciples are so strong? unfair!

The others were also shocked, especially the heads, who stared at the female doll opposite in surprise. Their internal strength is almost the same as theirs, or even stronger.

What kind of person they offended.

For a moment, the entire hall fell into an eerie silence.

Fang Qinglin pursed his lips and stared at the woman in the field intently. He knew she could deal with it, so he resisted making a move. Sure enough, the result was even more exciting than he had imagined.

These people have been suppressed by the teacher for so many days, and they have been holding back their anger.

Now that Mrs. Jing'an left early, she wanted to throw fire on her disciples, but she kicked them on the iron board.

Fang Qinglin narrowed his eyes slightly, he was already looking forward to seeing their regretful faces.

Hmm, but... dare to bully his wife, is he going to teach them a lesson?

The leaders didn't know that someone was thinking about how to teach them a lesson. To be honest, they regretted it a little now.

If I had known that Master Jing'an's eldest disciples were so powerful, they wouldn't bully others at all... I have endured it for so long, and if I endure it for another day, it will be like this again? I regret it.

"Masters."

Xihe smiled and said, "You said just now that you still have important matters to discuss... why don't you sit down in the inner hall and talk about it?"

Several sect masters were sweating coldly and were thinking about how to solve this matter. Hearing this, they said joyfully, "Okay, that's how it should be! Master, niece, come on... Master is so outstanding at such a young age, Master is really insightful." Literacy..."

Surrounded by Xihe, they entered the inner hall. As for the head of the Pishan Sect who was sitting on the ground, he was lifted up by his disciples and ran away in despair.