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Chapter 130 I'm Not Dead

In the room, just as Wu Fang was about to click on the system rewards, there were bursts of horns outside the room.

Wu Fang frowned slightly, so he had to open the door first to see what happened outside.

"Ghost, ghost!" As soon as Wu Fang's figure appeared at the door, a terrified scream sounded in his ears.

A group of monks carrying the coffin entered his courtyard. The team consisted of 16 people.The four people walking in the front had terrified expressions at the moment, and they let go of their hands in fright and smashed the coffin to the ground.

When the rest of the people saw Wu Fang's appearance clearly, they also showed panic. They stepped back one by one, hiding behind the coffin one by one, their pupils dilated to the extreme.

Wu Fang glanced across the courtyard and found a piece of white paper pasted in every corner, on which the large Chinese character 'Dian' was particularly conspicuous.

"What the hell is this!" Wu Fang couldn't help grunting.

"You...don't come here!" The monks behind the coffin stared at Wu Fang with fear on their faces, and they all retreated outside the courtyard.

"What's going on? Why don't you go in and save yourself!" Suddenly, a clear voice like an oriole came from outside the door.

I saw a woman in Tsing Yi walking to the gate of the courtyard with a displeased expression on her face.

When the woman in Tsing Yi saw Wu Fang standing at the door of the inner room, her graceful body trembled suddenly, and her face turned gray in an instant.The whole person was struck by a bolt from the blue, like a clay and wood doll.

Obviously, the appearance of this person who shouldn't appear made her a little caught off guard.

"Niece Hanyan, long time no see, I miss you so much!" Seeing Xia Hanyan, Wu Fang couldn't help waving at her.

"You are a human or a ghost now!" Xia Hanyan gasped, staring at Wu Fang.

"Little uncle, you are back!" Before Wu Fang could speak, a girl in a purple dress elegantly ran into a unique courtyard.

With Mu Xueer's appearance, Wu Fang couldn't help but smile from the bottom of his heart.

"I haven't seen you in seven days. My Xue'er is even more attractive. My little uncle can't hold it anymore." Wu Fang smiled and looked at Mu Xueer who ran up to him, and couldn't help but twist her hair.

"Little uncle, what are you talking about!" Although Mu Xueer couldn't understand what Wu Fang was saying, she knew from the other party's tone that the other party must be teasing her.At that moment, a blush appeared on her fair face, and she secretly cast a glance at Wu Fang.

"Xue'er, he's not dead?" Xia Hanyan frowned and walked to Mu Xueer's side.

"Sister Yan, I promised my little uncle that no one can tell." Mu Xueer bit her lip, avoiding Xia Hanyan's questioning eyes.

Hearing what Mu Xueer said, Wu Fang recalled it. When the fantasy world disappeared seven days ago, everyone thought he died in it.He also told Mu Xueer not to explain to others, and let these people think that he was dead.

However, what is the coffin in front of me, the monk playing the trumpet, and those big characters for "liberation"?

Back when everyone thought he fell off a cliff, they didn't see him come up with such tricks!
"Why are you cheating to die!" Xia Hanyan stared at Wu Fang intently, with sullen anger in his words.

"You are no longer needed here, let's all leave." Wu Fang glanced at the monks outside the courtyard and drove them away, then looked at Xia Hanyan with a solemn expression, "Did Li Xian do anything in the past seven days? ?”

"The country cannot be without a king for a day. Since the death of Master Shizun, Ziyun Sect has not had a new suzerain. And you, the nominal young suzerain, died in the illusion. In the past three days, elders have followed one after another. Outsiders rushed back, ready to vote for a new suzerain."

"Currently the most popular candidate for suzerain is Great Elder Li Xian. Too many disciples died in this illusion, even Li Ao died in it. It was his idea to save the disciples who died in batches."

Speaking of this, Xia Hanyan suddenly changed his tone: "What does this have to do with your feigning death?"

"Unexpectedly, the action is quite big!" Wu Fang murmured, half-closed his eyes and thought for a moment and asked, "Which elders currently support Li Xian's ascension?"

"Currently there are three elders, five elders, sixth elders, seventh elders, ninth elders, and eleventh elders. The number of elders is more than half." At this point, Xia Hanyan's beautiful eyes flashed a trace of surprise, and she looked at Wu Wu with suspicion. Fang, "Did you die on purpose for Li Xian to see?"

"Three, five, six, seven, nine, eleven..." Wu Fang repeated, keeping these numbers in his mind.

Afterwards, he looked at Xia Hanyan and said with a smile: "Where are they now? I, the nominal young suzerain, is still alive, Ziyun sect does not need a new suzerain for the time being!"

"Purple Cloud Palace."

Hearing Wu Fang's words, Xia Hanyan's expression was a little astonished. She felt that she didn't know the "uncle teacher" who grew up together in front of her.

"Go, let's make a show." After finishing speaking, Wu Fang flicked his sleeves and walked in the direction of Ziyun Hall.

At the same time, the Purple Cloud Hall halfway up the mountain was filled with a murderous aura.

In the main hall, a red carpet stretches far away. At the end of the red carpet is a luxurious dragon chair made of sandalwood, but there is no one sitting on the dragon chair.

Twelve seats were arranged in an orderly manner on both sides of the red carpet, and ten of them were already occupied.

"Fourth, why are you so stubborn? What's wrong with letting the great elder take the position of suzerain?" The third elder persuaded a middle-aged man opposite.

"So far no one has seen Wu Fang die in the illusion with his own eyes, and even if he died, it has only been seven days, and you are about to establish the position of suzerain, it is a bit too late." The fourth elder snorted coldly.

"Fourth, no matter how much you object, the number of supporters has already surpassed the opponents. Even if you object, the result will not change. Calling you back is just a symbolic formality." The fifth elder on the side echoed out loud.

"In my opinion, we should wait for the Second Elder to come back to decide on the establishment of a new suzerain." The Eighth Elder said.

……

In the main hall, the crowd was divided into two factions on whether to support Li Xian's supremacy, but the faction that supported it was obviously more than the opposition.

"Even if Bai Feng came back, so what if he objected? The suzerain has passed away for three months, and the nominal young suzerain 'Wu Fang' also died in the illusion. Is there anyone else for the suzerain besides me? ?”

Li Xian got up from his seat, glanced coldly at the Fourth Elder, the Eighth Elder and other opponents, and snorted coldly: "Since it is a matter of iron and steel, what's the point of you obstructing me like this? Or, he, Bai Feng himself, wants to Take this seat?"

"I'm not dead yet, you are here to discuss the matter of establishing a new suzerain, isn't it good?"

Suddenly, a playful voice floated in from outside the hall, and then a figure leisurely walked into the hall.

(End of this chapter)