"Little monk, come and save us, we have so many bad people." Ning Shu said to the young monk, "Didn't it mean that all living beings are equal?"

Huiji:...

"Donor, the little monk has left." The little monk Huiji turned around and left.

"Little monk, is the broth delicious?" Ning Shu shouted at the back of the little monk Hui, "Next time I will treat you to roast chicken, and I won't eat chicken noodle soup."

"Junior brother, have you broken the precept?" Monk Huikong asked Huiji quickly.

Huiji shook his head with a plain face, "No."

"Divine girl, don't talk nonsense." Monk Huikong scolded Ning Shu, then turned his head and said to Huiji, "Don't be affected by the words of that witch girl."

“No.”

Ning Shu and his group stayed in the inn, but wherever they went, they were staring at them by the prestigious and upright people.

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 with great swaggers, and were surrounded by famous sects, which was really a tragic death.

A few days later, the martial arts competition was held. Ning Shu was wearing red clothes and walked to the front of the team towards the ring.

The ring is very big, with two huge gongs and drums on both sides, and flags are flying, which are solemn.

The ring surrounded the crowd.

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

There is no place for the Demon Cult.

Ning Shu flew to the ring with a blank expression, "This is your way to entertain guests. I will come to the martial arts conference on behalf of the leader, and I don't even have a seat. If I don't arrange a seat for me, don't think about the election today."

"You are a member of the Demon Sect, why are you still participating in a martial arts conference? There is no place for the Demon Sect?" An elder of the Wuji Sect said coldly.

"The Demon Sect is also a person from the world, why can't they participate? The martial arts conference clearly states that the Demon Sect's people cannot participate?" Ning Shu said with an expressionless face.

It means that all sects can participate, but they all exclude the Demon Cult, and the Demon Cult never participates in the martial arts election.

"Divine Sect Would You Make Trouble at this time?" Zhao Bo, who was sitting in the head, said with a majestic expression, full of righteousness.

"Are you so afraid of our Holy Demon Sect? I'm just here to watch the battle. What are you afraid of? Are you still afraid of so many of you who are afraid of us? You're so scared..."

Zhao Bo pointed at Ning Shu sharply and then said, "Arranging a location."

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

Ning Shu walked towards the seat with her hands behind her back, sat on the chair, and waved to Mei Wu.

Mei Wu brought out a plate of melon seeds and peanuts. Ning Shu grabbed a handful of melon seeds and said while kowtowing, "Call it quickly."

Zhao Bo stared at Mei Wu holding the plate of fruits and vegetables, with some confusion between his eyebrows.

"Demon Girl of the Demon Sect, you dare to hurt the disciples of my sect." The head of the Songshan sect suddenly stood up.

Ning Shu threw the melon seed shell, rolled his eyes and looked at the head of the Songshan Sect, "Which disciple did I hurt? Stand out and I'll take a look."

"My nephew can't get up now, he's dying. The witch is cruel and ruthless, and has ruined my nephew's descendants." The head of the Songshan Sect was extremely furious.

Ning Shu patted the dust of eating melon seeds in his hand, staring at the head of the Songshan Sect with a strange look.

He saw the head of the Songshan Sect for no reason and shouted loudly: "I can't refute it, right?"

"Tsk, I'm wondering if you have a family background. Your nephew not only has a good girl, but also has a *** hobby. Do you have this problem?" Ning Shu looked contemptuous, "That dirty man wants to offend me. If you don't, can you keep it for the New Year?"

"Nonsense, my nephew is not that kind of person." The head of Songshan felt the strange eyes of the people around him, and he argued with a quiver with a whim.

"You witch, forget it, you hurt others, and you still slander my nephew with such a ridiculous thing."

Ning Shu raised her chin and rolled her eyes, "Why don't you say that your nephew is handsome and elegant, is a gentleman?"

"You, this sect leader is going to avenge your nephew today and destroy you, the witch." The head of the Songshan Sect was about to rush towards Ning Shu, but was stopped by others.

Ning Shu moved her neck, "Come on."

"Miss, we probably can't beat them with so many people." Mei Wu said holding the fruit plate.

"I sweep them."

Mei Wu:→_→

"Amitabha." The little monk Huiji stood up, "Donor, what the girl said is the truth."

"Hui Ji." Monk Huikong said to Hui Ji: "Don't worry, she is from the Demon Sect."

"Senior brother, I was there at that time in this matter."

The monk Huijixiao said clearly about the situation at that time, which made the people present look at the head of Songshan with a strange look.

When the monks in Wuyou Temple heard that someone was trying to do something about Buddhist disciples and forced them to do something indescribable, their faces were so wonderful.

"The head of Songshan, we need an explanation for this matter in Wuyou Temple." The abbot of Wuyou Temple said with a cold face.

Even the monk thought about that, he was lawless.

“This is impossible.”

"Amitabha, monks do not lie." The young monk said after performing a Buddhist ritual.

Ning Shu nodded, "If it weren't for me, this little monk would have broken his lust and quit."

Huiji:...

Wuyou Temple monks:...

"Okay, if there is anything to solve in private, it's the martial arts conference now." Zhao Bo said.

The head of Songshan could only sit down angrily, staring at Ning Shu with his eyes like a knife.

Ning Shu: I’m afraid you’re furious!

"But I have a problem with the leader of the alliance. Didn't this person around you always follow Zhao Yi?"

"You said Zhao Yi is so stupid. I arranged this person by his side, so he even believed it foolishly."

"Zhao Yi was killed by Mei Wu. Everything in Zhaojiabao was done by Mei Wu, and he did it."

Mei Wu glanced at Ning Shu without saying a word, and silently took the blame for Ning Shu's thrown over.

"Zhao Yi was killed?" Zhao Bo looked inexplicably

"Of course, those who grew up eating rice from the Demon Cult also stole the Demon Cult's things. If they didn't kill them, wouldn't they keep them for the New Year?" Ning Shu said naturally, "By the way, remember to give it to me five hundred taels of gold."

"Don't think I don't know that things are in your hands. The things from the Demon Cult are the things from the Demon Cult, and they will be taken back sooner or later." Ning Shu looked at Zhao Bo sharply.

Zhao Bo's expression remained unchanged, "You Demon Sect always said that things are in my hands, but there is nothing in my hands. I swear to God."

Ning Shu shook her head, "Don't swear at any time. It would be bad if she was slapped in the face at that time."

"Start the martial arts election." Zhao Bo no longer had any entanglement with Ning Shu.

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

The rules of the competition are the battle between various factions. The winner finally fought with the previous martial arts leader and finally chose the martial arts leader.

Of course, this also depends on the character of this person. If too many people oppose him as the leader of the martial arts world, there is nothing we can do.
Chapter completed!