The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

What does Wang Changning want to do?

It can be said that Sima Zhao's heart is known to everyone.

After the female disciple finished speaking, she immediately took a few steps back and stood on the wall with her head lowered.

The expected rage did not come. Wang Changning pinched the armrest of the chair. The veins on his temples pulsed faintly. His voice suppressed the anger that could explode at any time, "Say it again."

The female disciple trembled and spoke tremblingly: "Qi Zhi is preparing the things needed for the succession ceremony. I heard that he even made a special trip to Yunhe Temple. It seems... as if he wants to follow the instructions of the previous sect leader and worship Yan Tao as Xuan Tao. Master of the Gate.”

Wang Changning remained silent, but rage like a storm gathered around him, and the hand holding the chair actually pulled off the armrest.

With a crisp "click", Wang Changning stood up angrily and flicked his life, his eyes filled with darkness like a violent storm, "Is Qi Zhi crazy?!"

Over the years, Wang Changning pressed Qi Zhi step by step and drove away his disciples, but did not kill him completely.

It's not because of friendship or old love.

Qi Zhi held in his hand the token left by the previous sect leader. Wang Changning tried every means to get it, but Qi Zhi just held on to it.

Qi Zhi determined that whoever has the Seven Star Sword will be the next Xuanmen Sect Master!

"Yantao is just a farm boy from a wild background, and he doesn't even have an authentic inheritance. He just wants to be the master of the Xuanmen. It's ridiculous!"

Female disciple: "Master, do you want us to stop it?"

Wang Changning narrowed his eyes and slowly calmed down. He suddenly sneered, "It's not that easy to become the master of a sect."

"We don't have to stop them. Instead, I have to help him publicize it." Wang Changning had a wishful thinking, "When Qi Zhi sends out the invitation, you follow suit and invite all the famous and prestigious people in the metaphysical world. I want everyone to see what kind of person the sect leader Qi Zhi chooses is!"

"Yes, Master."

Wang Changning consciously thought of a good way. Maybe his long-cherished wish will come true through Yan Tao.

He slowly sat back on the chair and said, "When Xiao Ye calls back, tell him to come back immediately."

Yan Tao could only teach Xiao Ye, but he would never have the guts to kill someone.

It is true that Xiao Ye is not dead.

He's going crazy.

In the dark and silent interrogation room, Xiao Ye had his hands cuffed on the iron chair, his eyes were crazily red, and his eyes were completely black, and he was already on the verge of collapse.

Really, that was actually a soul-moving talisman!

But one night, when he woke up again, he had a different body.

The body of a murderer.

Jiang He sat behind the desk and knocked on the table expressionlessly, "Su Guo, all the evidence of the crime is here, and the witnesses have also accused you. Stop struggling to death, they are useless."

Xiao Ye shouted all night, his voice became hoarse. He leaned weakly on the chair, blood was still oozing from his forehead, "I am not the Su country, I am not a murderer... I am not the Su country! I am not the Su country!"

Rivers...

"You are not the Su country, who are you?"

It took another hour, and he simply didn't want to waste time here.

Opening the door, the deputy team member was waiting outside, "Boss, has that kid been recruited?"

The two walked towards the office, and the faint sound of conversation could be heard.

Jiang He: "Recruit P. Just like before, he can speak a word."

"Forget it, boss. Anyway, we have all the witnesses and material evidence. We have already filed a public prosecution. It doesn't matter whether he pleads guilty or not."

Jiang He: "I know it too, but this kid is really weird. People say I wasn't the one who killed him, and he says I'm not from the Su country..."

"Who knows, after killing so many people, maybe they are all mentally ill."

"That's right, none of us know the perverted thoughts..."