Chapter 313

Tenth Avenue.

Cangmen headquarters.

The original conference hall was temporarily changed to Spirit Hall, with solemn white flowers, wreaths everywhere, and rows of elegiac couplets, adding countless solemnity and sorrow to this spacious room.

In the center, there is a black ice coffin, with white flowers and green grass on the bottom, and chills on the top. Inside, lies an old man with a beard, in his sixties, all in one suit. black robe, eyes closed tightly.

Under the influence of the cold, my body turned blue.

Around the house, there are two rows of black clothed men standing there, with a white flower pinned on their chests, with a solemn and sad expression, don't hold your hands, stand there motionless.

Besides, there are more than a dozen people, including men and women, old and young, gathered together, crying in low voices, or wailing loudly, and they are all wearing white filial attire on their heads. White hats, and some have a wooden stick in their hands.

These people are the immediate family members of the old man in this coffin.

Moreover, from time to time, people would come in at the door to pay homage. They would walk around the side of the coffin and then stand in the middle position, bowing deeply to the old man inside the coffin three times.

Some left afterwards, and some stood on the side.

"Sect master, I'm late!"

At this time, a fat middle age person with a black clothed body and a white cloth around his arms walked in, and As soon as he entered the door, he knelt on the ground with a thump, and then banged his head three times in a row.

Every end, reverberating throughout the Spirit Hall.

And this person, not someone else, is the fat leopard who just came back from Japan. His life was given by the sect master of the Cangmen.

However, after finishing all this, he did not get up, but knelt step by step, and came to the side of the coffin. The tears had already covered his cheeks, but he was stunned. , Did not cry.

Then I looked at the face of the old man in the coffin. After two minutes, he knelt again and walked around the coffin. When he returned to the dot, he knocked his head three times.

After doing all this, he got up and walked to an old man beside him, but he didn't care. A youngster stood beside the old man.

"See Grandmaster Zhang!"

The fat leopard bowed respectfully to the old man.

"En."

The old man was nodded. When he saw that the other party wanted to open his mouth, he stretched out his hand and interrupted what he was going to say, "I know what you are asking, but now It's not the time. Stay in the reception hall."

"In the evening, what do you ask, what will I answer."

"There are some things that you must also know. "

"Yes!" Fat Leopard thought for a while, nodded, he also knew that it was indeed not the time for questioning. He turned around, and was about to walk back to say hello to the relatives of the old man in the coffin.

Only for an instant, Zhang Grandmaster’s voice rang in his ear, "Wait!" he called him, and at the same time stretched out his hand and pointed at the youngster beside him, "This is Mr. Ning." "

"It's your elder, you pay a visit."

This is what Zhang Yifeng said to the dozen or so people today, and they all emphasized that Mr. Ning is an elder. , Need greetings.

"Elders?"

Fat Leopard was taken aback, a little unbelievable, you know, he is over forty years old, and the youngster in front of him is in his early twenties. How could he be his elders!

But soon, he also reacted, because the elder in this Grandmaster's mouth is definitely not an elder of any age, but an identity!

It's just that he has never seen the youngster in front of him! I never knew when there was a youngster with this status in the door!

However, I took a look at Grandmaster Zhang on the side, and moved towards the youngster nodded and said, "Farewell to Mr. Ning!" After all, the identity of this Grandmaster is not simple. It was already a sect master. Under Number One Person.

This time, he is the new sect master!

He still has to listen to what he said.

"En."

Ning Tianlin was faintly nodded and did not speak.

The reason why he is standing here today is to let these Cangmen elite children who have rushed back to see him and have an impression of him according to his plan. If not, I'm afraid it will cost me a lot of effort when I actually do things in the evening.

Even the corpse of the original sect master lying in the coffin now is his Ning Tianlin asked the battle strength system to help him. There is only one purpose, which is to complete his plan.

As long as the plan is completed, his position as the sect master can be implemented in the shortest time. It can also complete the tasks assigned by the battle strength system in the shortest time, thereby earning the most energy points.

It turned out that the first moment he accepted this task, he planned to take action personally to get the result of the sect master, but he didn’t expect that the other party died in the Pacific Ocean 10,000 meters deep. There is not even slag left under the pressure of 10,000 tons of Hague!

It was Dahai who helped himself!

And myself, I also pushed the boat along the way, and made this thing a reality! It's just that the sect master of the Cangmen, dying in the deep sea of ​​10,000 meters is too worthless! Only with his corpse can a big show be staged!

Use this big show to attract everyone's attention instead of staring at his new sect master. Although he is not afraid, he is seen too much, but it will be annoying.

"Let's go down."

"It is thick in the meeting room. There are already many congregations there."

"Wait for the evening, we It will pass."

Zhang Grandmaster waved his hand and sent the fat leopard out.

After the fat leopard left, new people continued to come to mourn, but without exception, as long as the people in the Cangmen, especially the people in Inner Sect, Zhang Grandmaster will call Ning Tianlin Introduce them to them and let them call Ning Tianlin the elders at the same time!

......

Ten o'clock in the evening.

The living room.

"Have you noticed it?"

"Are there any injuries on the body of the sect master?"

The living room at this time, brightly lit , There are no fewer than thousands of people gathered, all of the Cangmen elites who rushed back from all over the world, including Inner Sect, and some with their own strength.

They were surrounded by a few cities, discussing the cause of death of the original sect master in a low voice.

They all turned from the side of the coffin. It can be said that they all saw the corpse of the sect master, so they all wanted to synthesize everyone's thoughts to see if there was anything they didn't find.

After all, the death of this sect master is too strange.

"Nothing."

"Nothing found."

Shook the head who answered the question. He was struggling with the coffin just now, but But nothing was found. Either the wound is inside the clothes, or there is simply no wound.

Although several hours have passed, the whole living room is still discussing the cause of death of sect master and who will inherit the new sect master this time.

Note: The fourth change is over.