Douluo: Peerless Tang Sect, Angel and Rakshasa Return

Chapter 313 317318.—Widow, Widow, Saint, Leftover Woman

After Zhongliwu died, Qian Lingjun twisted off Zhongliwu's dead head with his bare hands, and weighed it in his hand.

She turned around and flicked the whip at Bone Dragon King Kong a few times, and shouted in a low voice:

"Zhongli Wu is dead, from now on, you have to listen to me! Otherwise... Jie Jie Jie! You don't want to..."

Snapped!There was another crack of a whip.

The Bone Dragon King curled up his huge body into a ball and shivered as he watched Qian Lingjun swinging his whip in the air.

The conscience of heaven and earth, the whip in the hands of this cruel villain is really terrible!

Undead creatures are simple... Well, it shouldn't be said to be simple, but they have no brain at all and can't think of anything at all.

Even if it was a powerful Bone Dragon King and had a strong dragon soul during his lifetime, it was because Zhong Liwu had erased a lot of things for the convenience of manipulation and various ideas.

And in this way, after Zhong Liwu died, the dragon soul was damaged for the second time, and its intelligence suffered multiple blows. It only retained its most basic instincts.

Is there anything better than a blank piece of paper?Obviously not.

In this way, under the violent induction of the whip, Qian Lingyun quickly put a master-servant contract on the bone dragon.

"Okay, Xiao Hei, go play by yourself!"

After kicking the Bone Dragon King's head, Qian Lingjun picked up Zhongliwu's head again, and lazily returned to the Douluo Dalu with a few priests.

"The old leader is buried. Today, I will inherit the position of leader."

Throwing Zhongliwu's head on the conference table, Qian Lingjun sat down where Zhongliwu used to be, looked at the elders, and asked tentatively, "Do you have any opinions, elders?"

"No!" Nangong Wan shook his head repeatedly and said with a flattering smile: "The saint is very talented and is the perfect candidate to succeed the leader! I have no objection at all."

The fifth elder and the sixth elder twitched their mouths and cursed secretly: You sycophants, you are the only one to say all the good things about love!

"Ah, yes, yes, the position of the leader has already been decided. You are the leader of the church, you are the one expected by everyone!" The seventh elder also blushed and agreed.

"Look, I would say that the elders of our Holy Spirit Church understand the overall situation and talk about the general situation!" Qian Lingjun nodded slightly and smiled gently (a ferocious laugh):

"Then let's vote with a show of hands to see who agrees with me as the leader! (Translation: Let me see who doesn't give me face as the new leader!)"

"I will definitely discuss it with him patiently. (Translation: See if I can find a way to kill you!)"

"Everyone, just speak freely, don't make it difficult! (Translation: Keep your mouth shut, don't be so shameless!)"

In an instant, the elders and priests raised their right hands in unison, and the scene...was spectacular.

How many years have passed, how many years have the elders of the Holy Spirit Cult not appeared, and all votes passed unanimously like today.

Even the half-dead elder under the table had his hand raised sensibly by Nangong Wan next to him!

"Hey, the unanimous vote is passed, so please help me from that day on!"

Shouting a few times with a half-smile, Qian Lingjun picked up the proposal and motioned everyone to read the content first.

Not long after, the Demon Queen greeted Qian Lingjun and left. As for the reason, it was naturally that she felt a wave of soul power fluctuations at the limit Douluo level coming here.

Yes, Ye Xishui is back.

In this regard, Qian Lingjun expressed his understanding. Although he was forced to give birth to a good-looking son with average feelings, after all, blood is thicker than water. It is still a bit sad for a white-haired person to give a black-haired person.

The role of the Demon Queen is to have a fight with Ye Xishui. Both of them have extreme Douluo level combat power, so they are not easy to lose.

In addition, the Demon Queen is a soul beast, with rough skin and thick flesh that can withstand beatings, as long as Ye Xishui can let out the fire in his heart.

By that time, Qian Da Cult Leader came to the door with a good voice to persuade him, and the matter of killing Zhong Liwu should be reduced to a major issue, a trivial matter...

After the elders and priests carefully reviewed the proposal, Qian Lingjun stood up, nodded to everyone, and issued several measures after she became the leader.

First of all, the input of funds and resources into the soul guidance device research and development department was increased, and wild soul masters were recruited under the guise of the Ordinary League and the Xishui League to open a new soul guidance research group to study other soul guidance devices, and to establish more complete rewards and punishments system to promote the healthy involution of the soul guidance department.

Secondly, it is determined that the Holy Soul Temple makes money openly and the Holy Spirit Religion stabs people in the dark, thus reducing the presence of evil soul masters in Douluo Continent.

Third, strengthen the study of secret arts. You don’t need to be good at everything, you just need to be proficient in everything, and set up a secret arts research group - the Holy Spirit Tang Sect, so that you can be slapped in the face in the future...

Fourth, increase the scale of soul beast breeding, and while selling soul beast products, ensure that everyone in the Holy Spirit can realize the freedom of meat rabbits!

Shangguan Weier's eyes widened when she mentioned soul beast breeding. She raised her hand and asked with her big eyes full of expectation:

"Master, currently our soul beast breeding has reached a small scale, and the number of soul beast products has also reached a certain level. Next, what should we do? Should we go on the market directly or..."

"That's it! Come find me after the meeting, let's discuss it slowly!"

Hearing Shangguan Weier's energetic voice, Qian Lingjun smiled and nodded. She was even a little touched in her heart!

In this Douluo Continent, where women will die if they don't fall in love, she actually has more than one ambitious and beautiful minister who only wants to make money.

Seriously, she cried to death!

"Master, I have a problem too!" Soul Slayer raised his hand, pointed at the Holy Soul Hall on the proposal, and asked patiently: "Since the Holy Soul Hall is in the open and the Holy Spirit Church is in the dark, then the Holy Soul Hall is usually closed. What should I do?!"

"Okay! That's a good question!" Qian Lingjun took a deep breath and stood up abruptly. She smoothed her hair with her hands while explaining patiently:

"My plan is to erase the distinction between the worship hall and the elders' bench, and reorganize them directly based on ability!"

"Divide and reorganize? Where to start!"

Hearing this, Zhang Peng was slightly startled, frowning and said: "We elders are divided into three categories, pure evil soul masters, semi-evil soul masters and special soul masters. How should we divide them!"

"It's very simple!" Feng Ling stood up and took the initiative to solve Qian Lingyun's problems:

"Pure evil soul masters wear black robes and are still affiliated with the Holy Spirit Sect in the dark. I am in charge. Semi-evil soul masters and special soul masters wear white robes and enter the Holy Soul Palace. The second priest is in charge."

"The deputy leader is right. Although there seems to be no connection on the surface, in fact, behind the scenes, we share resources and information with each other. We only have different job functions and strengths, and there is no distinction between us. Even The treatment is the same as before.”

Heaven's Punishment Douluo stood up and supported Feng Ling with his own actions.

After a while of whispering, the elder priest also tentatively agreed to this decision.

First of all, it is already very difficult to satisfy most of their demands. Furthermore, their treatment as titled Douluo has not changed!

Now that you’ve done this, let’s do whatever we should do!

After the meeting, Qian Lingyun returned to the room alone, and was about to draft the list of titled Douluo in the Holy Soul Hall, when he saw a pile of newly delivered documents on his desk.

After pondering for a while, she opened the door and called out to the evil spirit master who was delivering the documents, and said in confusion: "These are..."

"Master Muslim, this is a file that needs to be processed by you!" The black-robed evil soul master who delivered the file said respectfully,

"There are so many..." Qian Lingyun flipped through the documents casually, but she felt a little restless in her heart. She turned her head and asked, "Le Xuan, can you approve documents?"

"Ah!?" Zhang Lexuan pointed at herself and then at the document: "Master, what do you mean..."

"That's right, I don't want to criticize, I want to be the hands-off shopkeeper now!"

Zhang Lexuan struggled for a while, then said coyly: "Master, you are the leader of the sect, so it's not good to ask someone to approve the documents!"

"Just kidding, is it because I became the leader to pass 007 and 996!?"

"But..." "I don't listen, I don't listen! I don't care, I don't care!"

Qian Lingjun just lay down on the ground, covered his ears and rolled from the left to the right of the room, saying shamelessly: "I don't want to do it! I won't approve the documents!"

"Tsk... I really can't do anything about you..."

Looking at Qian Lingjun, who was playing rogue on the ground, Zhang Lexuan sighed, and had no choice but to pick up a pen and be forced to do business, but she didn't know that the corners of her mouth were almost the same as Nike...

Before Zhang Lexuan could even move her pen twice, the door to the room was knocked again.

As expected, the person who came was none other than Shangguan Weier.

As soon as she entered the door, Shangguan Wei'er saw Qian Lingjun rolling around on the ground, she raised her eyebrows at Zhang Lexuan, and communicated with her eyes:

"What happened to her?"

“I don’t want to approve the document and then that’s it.”

"Ah? What should I do? I still have something to report to her..."

Seeing that the two of them looked excited but didn't make a sound, Qian Lingjun was really afraid that his face would cramp before they finished speaking: "Oh, Xiaowei, you came early! I thought you were going to Come back after dinner!"

"Hey, today's work is over today!", Shangguan Wei'er laughed with her, sat down on the ground, and started to say following Qian Lingyun's meaning:

"Thanks to you, our branches have opened to all cities above the medium level in the entire Douluo Continent except Shrek City."

"How much do you earn?" Qian Lingjun asked excitedly.

You know, this is an important way to achieve her financial freedom!

To put it mildly, this matter is related to one's own pocket, to say it too big, it is related to the entire Holy Soul Hall!

"Although there is no loss, but... it is still far from the profit we expected!" Shangguan Weier took out a list of various items and explained one by one: "I think it may be because... we are not famous enough now! Things can only be sold in Mingdu!"

"Not famous enough...", Qian Lingjun considered the word for a while, and there was a flash of money fan in his eyes: "This is easy to handle!"

"Easy to handle!?", Shangguan Wei'er froze in place, she didn't seem to think that this kind of thing was as simple as Qian Lingyun said, but when she remembered the wedding invitation she received today, she immediately patted her forehead Exclaimed:

"Oh, I see, you mean..."

"That's right!" Qian Lingjun pursed his lips and laughed together with Shangguan Weier. Zhang Lexuan, who was approving documents next to him, was a monk two feet tall and confused.

What the hell?What on earth were they discussing?Are the contents of what these two Riddlers are talking about so out of the ordinary?It’s so infuriating!

"Then boss, hurry up and talk to your husband's family, and leave your wedding to me! I promise to make the name of our Pingfan League famous in the Douluo Continent!"

Shangguan Wei'er slapped her thigh excitedly, and then Qian Lingjun punched her on the head: "Slap your own thigh, bastard!"

"Oh oh oh! Got it!", Shangguan Wei'er covered the bag on her head, grinning her teeth and sucking in the cool air.

His grandma's, Qian Lingjun's fists are not only as hard as iron lumps, but her thighs are also so hard, it really hurts her to death.

"Oh, yes, one more thing!"

Looking at Shangguan Weier who had already half-walked out after opening the door, Qian Lingjun couldn't help but stop her.

"What's going on?!" Shangguan Weier came back and looked at Qian Lingjun seriously.

"That, the dress for the wedding, do you know where to make it?"

"Ah?! Don't tell me that you are getting married in a few days, and now the Dahongpao for the wedding is! The Fengguanxiapei and other things haven't been ordered yet..." Shangguan Wei'er closed the door and sat down on Qianqian with an attitude of a stranger. Lingjun's side.

"What the hell? This thing needs to be made to order? Can't you just buy it?" Qian Lingjun scratched the back of her head, with clear stupidity written in her beautiful red eyes. She asked: "I don't think there are many ready-to-wear stores. Are they all for sale?”

"Leader, you didn't marry the prince for free! Although I think it's a marriage based on your status as the leader of the Holy Spirit Church, but... but you are marrying the prince as the daughter of a duke! "

Shangguan Weier picked up the soul communication device and called over Hu Mei, Bai Yuan and several gossip-loving female worship elders.

Not long after, one woman after another, with the fire of gossip burning in their eyes, pushed in the door with melon seeds and snacks, and gathered to watch Qian Lingjun, who was getting married in a few days but had not prepared anything.

"..."

clack clack...

"........."

clack clack...

Hearing the endless rustling in her ears, Qian Lingjun finally couldn't help getting mad:

"I asked you to come to give me advice, not to let you eat melon seeds and watch me get embarrassed!"

"I've never been married, and my idea is absolutely outrageous, so I don't recommend you listen to it!"

Hu Mei, who was wearing cool clothes, took out a handful of melon seeds from the pocket of Baiyuan's gray coat and continued to crack them. Seeing that Qian Lingjun's eyes were vaguely glowing with anger, she calmed down a little.

"I have seen other people engage in ghost marriages in the early years. If you don't mind, I..."

In the middle of Bai Yuan's words, the people around all turned their eyes to her.

Good guy, you dare to say hell marriage, it really makes people call him a good guy!

Under the critical eyes of everyone around, Bai Yuan finally lowered his head: "Forget it, I'm afraid you will hit me, so stop talking!"

Moving her gaze to the next person, Feng Ling shook her head and said in a sense of loss: "I... I don't have this kind of experience..."

"..."

Next one again:

"What are you looking at me for? Do I look like a married person?" Dai Lun, who was sitting in the corner with his arms folded, rolled his eyes and asked, "Why don't you just go to your mother! She is so rich, I guess she was prepared Let's do it!"

Hearing this, Qian Lingjun seemed to have found a savior, she threw herself into Yuma's arms, and wailed: "Mommy!!"

"This... I can say... I prepared the dowry for you, but did I forget about the phoenix coronet and Xiapei?" Yuma awkwardly grabbed the fruit on the side, stuffed it into her mouth, and said vaguely : "I got married many years ago... I forgot!"

"Is it still too late to order it now?!" Qian Lingjun asked with the last glimmer of hope.

"It must be too late. As far as I know, if this kind of thing is really special, you have to book months or even years in advance. If you don't get it within seven days, no matter how rich you are, you can't make it out." Ah!", Shangguan Wei'er poured another basin of cold water on Qian Lingjun.

Just when a group of beautiful old aunts with little experience in marriage were talking about giving advice to the newcomers, Qian Lingjun suddenly walked to the empty space of the room and opened a door of the dead, and the old aunts who watched were muttering.

After a while, Wu Yun and Wu Yu, who hadn't seen each other for a long time, came out happily carrying a large bucket.

"You live up to your fate! Saint!" Wu Yu happily showed off his soul rings, which were yellow, yellow, purple, black, black, and the ninth dazzling red soul ring.

"Silly girl, you called it wrong! She is no longer a saint!"

Mei Douluo crossed her legs and babbled while cracking melon seeds. She stared straight at the eye-catching red soul ring and refused to look away.

Why couldn't she have been born a few decades late and be in Qian Lingjun's lap, and then have a 10-year-old soul ring and have fun!

Seeing that the young man has the 10-year soul ring and soul bone that a soul master dreams of, she now feels sour in her mouth, as uncomfortable as eating 1 lemons.

"Ah?! You're not a saint anymore? What's wrong with Fat Four!? When did you get dismissed as a saint? There's still such a thing? Don't worry, we'll go and talk to the leader right now!"

As she said that, Wu Yun's face changed. The stronger her strength, the more she realized the horror of Qian Lingyun's strength.

A saint who can control a 10-year-old soul beast at will and plot to kill a ferocious beast with ruthless means can be removed. Does this Holy Spirit Sect still have a royal method? !Is there any heavenly principle? !