Chapter 1141

"Little monk, come and help us, we have so many bad people." Ning Shu said to the little monk, "doesn't it mean that all creatures are equal?"

Huiji:

"Almsgiver, I leave." Monk Huimin turned and left.

"Little monk, is the broth good to drink?" "Next time I'll treat you to roast chicken instead of chicken soup noodles," cried Ning Shu, back of the tiny monk Chaohui

"Younger martial brother, have you broken the precepts?" Monk huikong hurriedly asked Huiji.

Hui Ji shook his head with a flat face. "No."

"Don't talk nonsense, siren." "Don't be influenced by the words of that fairy," said monk huikong to Ningshu, turning to Huiji

"No way."

Ning Shu and his party stayed in the inn, but they were all stared at by famous and decent people everywhere they went.

Ning Shu should eat, drink and sleep.

However, Mei Wu strengthened his vigilance, and the people of the demon sect appeared in the righteous territory, and there were all famous and decent sects around. It was a real death.

A few days later, it was Wulin competition. Ning Shu, dressed in red, walked in the front of the team towards the challenge arena.

The arena is very large, and there are two huge gongs and drums on both sides. The flag hunting is solemn.

The arena is surrounded by spectators.

Zhao Bo sat on the top, and each sect sat in the designated position.

There is no place for the devil cult.

Ning Shu flew to the challenge arena without expression. "This is the way to treat your guests. I came to the Wulin assembly on behalf of the leader. I don't even have a place. If I don't have a place, I don't want to vote today."

"You are a demon sect person. There is no place for you to participate in the Wulin conference." Said an elder of the endless sect coldly.

"The devil cult is also a person in the Jianghu. Why can't they participate? Does the Wulin assembly say that the people of the devil cult can't participate?" Said Ning Shu, expressionless.

That is to say, all sects can participate, but they all exclude the evil cult, and the evil cult never participates in the Wulin election.

"Don't the devil cult make trouble at this time?" Zhao Bo, who was sitting at the top of the table, said majestically, with a great integrity.

"Are you so afraid of our saint devil cult? I'm just here to watch the war. What are you afraid of? Are you so many afraid of us, counsellor..."

Zhao Bo stares at Ning Shu sharply, then says, "arrange a position."

Ning Shu clapped his hands. "That's right."

Ning Shu went to the seat with his back and hands, sat on the chair, and waved to Mei Wu.

Mei wuduan brings out a plate of melon seeds and peanuts. Ning Shu grabs a handful of melon seeds and knocks them and says, "hit them quickly."

Zhao Bo stared at Mei Wu with a melon and fruit plate. There was some doubt between his eyebrows.

"Demon sect fairy, you dare to hurt our disciples." The leader of Song Mountain sect stood up abruptly.

Ning Shu threw the melon seed shell, turned over a white eye and looked at the leader of Song Mountain sect. "Which disciple did I hurt? Stand up and let me have a look."

"My nephew can't get up now. He is on the verge of death. The witch is cruel and ruthless. She has ruined my nephew's grandson." The leader of Song Mountain sect was furious.

Ning Shu claps the dust on his hands and stares at the leader of Songshan sect with a strange look.

Seeing the leader of Song Mountain sect as inexplicable, he shouted: "can't refute, can't you?"

"Che, I was wondering if you have a family background. Your nephew is not only a good girl, but also a transsexual. Do you have this problem?" Ning Shu's face was full of disdain. "That dirty man, still want to offend me, don't you cut it and keep it for the new year?"

"Nonsense, my nephew is not like that." The leader of Song Mountain felt the strange eyes of the people around him, and said with a white face.

"You are a monster, even if you hurt people, you still use such absurd things to slander my nephew."

Ning Shu raised his chin and rolled his eyes. "Why don't you say that your nephew is a gentleman?"

"You, our headmaster is going to avenge your nephew today and kill you demon girl." The leader of Song Mountain sect will rush towards Ning Shu and be stopped by others.

Ning Shu moved his neck. "Come on."

"Miss, we don't think we can beat so many of them." Meiwu said holding the fruit tray.

"I swept them."

Mei Wu: →_ →

"Amitabha." Monk Huimin stood up and said, "benefactor, what that girl said is the truth."

"Brilliant." "Don't worry, she's from the demon sect," said monk huikong to Huiji

"Elder martial brother, younger martial brother was present at that time."

Huimin monk spoke clearly about the situation at that time, making the people on the scene look at the leader of Song Mountain strangely.

When the monk of Wuyou Temple heard that someone was going to force his disciples to do something indescribable, his face was so wonderful.

"Leader of Song Mountain, we need a confession from Wuyou temple." Said the abbot of Wuyou temple with a cold face.Even the monk thinks about that. It's totally lawless.

"It's impossible."

"Amitabha, monks don't lie." The little monk made a Buddhist ceremony and said.

Ning Shu nodded, "if it wasn't for me, the little monk would have broken his color. Quit."

Huiji:

Monks of Wuyou Temple:

"Well, what can I do privately? It's the Wulin assembly now." Zhao Bo said.

The leader of song mountain can only sit down indignantly and stare at Ning Shu like a knife.

Ning Shu: I'm afraid of you!

"But I have a question. Isn't this person around you always following Zhao Yi?"

"You said Zhao Yi's stupid fork. I arranged this man around him, and he was stupid enough to believe it."

"Zhao Yi was killed by Mei Wu. He did everything in Zhao family castle."

Mei Wu takes a look at Ning Shu and doesn't speak. She silently backs the pan that Ning Shu has thrown over.

"Zhao Yi killed?" Zhao Bo looks inexplicably

"of course, those who grow up eating the rice of the devil cult steal the things of the devil cult. If they don't kill them, will they stay for the new year?" Ning Shuli should have said, "by the way, give me five hundred liang of gold."

"Don't think I don't know that it's in your hands. The thing of the demon sect is the thing of the demon sect. Sooner or later, I will take it back." Ning Shu stares at Zhao Bo.

Zhao Bo's face doesn't change. "You devil cult always say that things are in my hand, but there is nothing in my hand. I swear to heaven."

Ning Shu shook his head. "Don't move. Swear. It's not good to be slapped in the face."

"Start the Wulin election." Zhao Bo is not entangled with Ning Shu.

Ning Shu sat down, grabbed a handful of melon seeds and began to watch the competition on the challenge arena.

The rule of the contest is the fight of all factions. The winner will fight with the leader of the Wulin, and finally choose the leader of the Wulin.

Of course, it also depends on the person's character. If there are too many people who oppose him to be the leader of the Wulin, there is no way.