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Nanzhi felt that Chu Yi had really grown in ability. She was willing to give him the Lingxi horn, but he still dared to hide it and not see anyone.

She looked at the cold imperial mausoleum and pulled her lips in dissatisfaction, "When I find you, I will definitely take your... life."

All the disciples of Wuhui Sect were called to the meeting platform. They stood properly and did not dare to look directly at Nanzhi who was dressed in red.

Nanzhi sat leisurely on the chair, stroking the mutton-fat jade pendant she had taken from Chu Yi before, glancing at all of them nonchalantly.

"Anyone want to be the leader?"

No one dares to answer this question.

Nanzhi curled his lips coldly: "I want you to find someone. Whoever can find him will be the next sect leader."

Hearing this, everyone looked at her with some confusion.

The brave ones who wanted to be the sect leader couldn't help but ask, "Sect leader, what does this person look like?"

Nanzhi's expression slightly restrained, and when he raised his eyes again, they were dark, with a hint of emotion that no one could understand.

"He looks like a decent person, coughs every three steps, has very fair skin, and very attractive eyes..."

After hearing this, everyone's expression changed slightly.

Judging from the description, it seems like a woman.

And she is a fragile woman.

I don’t want to hear Nanzhi say again: “He is nine feet tall, very obedient, and very gentle when he smiles…”

Ah, is this a man or a woman?

No one understands.

But Nanzhi didn't explain any further and stood up and left the meeting table.

Most of the disciples who wanted to become the sect leader had left.

Now that they have the opportunity to become a sect leader without fighting, they are naturally willing to do it.

The rest are either training or trying to find ways to take shortcuts.

Nanzhi didn't sleep well these days. After she came back from an acupuncture treatment, someone stuffed several pretty little beauties into her room.

The beauties were all of good height, over 1.75 meters, with their faces painted pale. They were all covering their lips and coughing, as if they would fall down if the wind blew.

If they really couldn't find a more beautiful woman, they wouldn't use these to test Nanzhi's preferences.

The lackey didn't know that Nanzhi was actually a woman. When he saw Nanzhi raised her eyebrows, he thought he had found the right person and said with a flattering smile, "Master, what do you think? Do they look delicate and beautiful?"

Nanzhi looked at him and asked, "Are you obedient?"

The lackey immediately said, "Be obedient, very obedient, and I promise to do whatever you tell them to do."

"In that case, let them beat you up."

The lackey was stunned.

Nanzhi narrowed her eyes, "Don't understand?"

The lackey was frightened by what he saw, and immediately said to the beauties who were still coughing: "Come here...beat me up."

The beauties didn't understand and were shocked.

Nanzhi sat lazily in the chair and glanced at them.

"Hurry up, I want to hear crying, very miserable crying. If you can't do it, all of you will die."

As soon as the word "death" was uttered, they all seemed to be energized by a shot of chicken blood. The beauties stopped coughing and took action immediately, no longer looking weak and unable to take care of themselves as before.

That scene was very much like Lin Daiyu uprooting a weeping willow tree.

Not long after, Nanzhi heard crying.

It's very sad, but the crying is so ugly.

She frowned so hard, unable to bear it any longer, and pinched her temples, "Get out."

Several people immediately covered their heads and rolled out.

The room became quiet and Nanzhi was no longer so irritable. She picked up the wine jug and started drinking.

I don’t know how much she drank, her cheeks were flushed and she fell sideways on the table.

She seemed to have fallen asleep in a daze.

In her hazy consciousness, she seemed to feel a hand brushing her hair, and a voice was bitter and sad. "Are you tired of acting with me?"

Her eyelashes trembled, but she did not wake up. She murmured, "Yes, I am very tired."

Shouldn't have agreed to that.

Otherwise why would I be so tired.

I'm so tired that being the leader of a sect is no longer fun.

I was so tired that I wanted to chop the rhinoceros horn into small pieces.

I was so tired that I wanted to blow up the imperial mausoleum, dig out the pitch-black coffin, and split it in half...

People in the underworld are in a state of panic recently.

The killer organization Wuhuimen was originally relatively low-key and only killed people with a bounty of more than 10,000 taels. No one knew what happened.

It is said that after the leader was changed, the entire organization seemed to have changed.

Go out and look for beauties everywhere.

No matter if they were men or women, young or old, as long as they had a cough or were weak, they would be taken away by them.

Everyone was so scared that they dared not be weak, and even dared not get sick.

Those who usually lead a leisurely and comfortable life exercise every day, and those who usually work hard work even harder for fear of being caught.

Compared with the panic and tension in the martial arts world, the Wuhui Sect is even more so.

"With his face painted so white, do you think he looks like a ghost?"

"You're coughing like a tuberculosis patient. Aren't you afraid of infecting me?"

"His waist twists like a snake, and his lips are as red as if he were eating children. I'm really afraid he'll eat me!"

"When I say he looks seductive, I don't mean he looks like a fishhook..."

Batch after batch of beauties were brought back to Wuhuimen, but they were all scolded and ran away.

Their leader's temper became more and more violent, and in the end, no one dared to approach him.

Outsiders only know that countless beauties were sent to Wuhui Gate, but they don’t know what happened.

Chu Yi was not dead, he just took advantage of the funeral to leave the imperial city.

He didn't have much time left to live, and he didn't want to deal with those who wanted to take his life at any time, so he used this "death" to give Chu Ning a big gift, and then found a place to spend the rest of his days in peace.

His health condition was not that serious to begin with, but the medicine he took to fake his death caused damage to his internal organs, so he was in a coma for a long time before waking up.

Although he didn't know whether Nanzhi would be worried, he still didn't want her to know, so he didn't tell her.

Now, two months have passed since his "death".

In addition to his increasingly severe cough, his five senses were gradually losing their function.

The first thing to be lost is the sense of smell, followed by the sense of taste.

His condition was getting worse and worse. Often, he would pass out unexpectedly and then wake up from the cold.

Even in such a bad situation, his heart was still not dead. He missed her more and more and couldn't wait to know the news about her.

Ye Ren and his companions did not leave him. They went out every day to find out about her.

And today, Ye Ren finally brought back news about her.

But it is...

"Master, she has been asking the disciples of Wuhui Sect to search for beauties for her. She has long forgotten you and lives such a carefree life. You should not give her the Lingxi Horn."

Ye Ren had been trained as a secret guard since he was a child. He had seen the world and had a calm heart. However, he had followed Chu Yi for so many years, and Chu Yi had been very good to him. He did not want Chu Yi to give his heart to someone who was not worthy, so he wanted to stand up for him.

But Chu Yi was still protecting her at this moment.

"It's fine. It's okay if I don't remember..."

He smiled and reached out to take the cup on the table, but found nothing.

Realizing something, the smile on his face faded.

(End of this chapter)