Although the Holy Lord may still be able to hold on for about half a month.

But let’s not talk about whether the Holy Lord will suddenly pass away early. With so many people, it will take four or five days just to rush to the Holy Island.

Therefore, the time left for Lin Xiaofeng was only ten days.

Within ten days, I have to persuade the members of my paranormal team to stop talking. The most important thing is the Ssangyong Sect.

Even if we can successfully help Pang Chen win the position of leader, we still have to find a way to make the people of the Double Dragon Sect willing to come to the Holy Island to help.

Just thinking about it made Lin Xiaofeng feel a headache.

On the overseas holy island, the No. 1 scholar where the Holy Lord lived was surrounded inside and outside by the Holy Lord's confidants.

They were constantly patrolling, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

In the manor, Xiang Zhu was walking back and forth in the hall.

At this time, Uncle He walked in from outside the door.

"Miss, I told Lin Xiaofeng about the situation here." Uncle He said calmly.

Xiang Zhu's face was already worried. When he heard this, a cold light burst out in his eyes: "Uncle He, didn't I tell you! He must never know about the things here?"

"Miss, even if we don't tell Lin Xiaofeng, Wan Heyu will tell him," Uncle He said.

If Wan Heyu wants to take power legitimately, he will definitely not directly sit on the position of Holy Lord.

After all, he is not 'qualified' to be the Holy Lord.

The ones who are qualified are Xiang Zhu and the Holy Lord’s disciple ‘Leng Feng’.

Xiang Zhu took a deep breath and said: "With his character, he will definitely come to the Holy Island, but what's the use of telling him? Now you also know the situation on the Holy Island. Except for the vicinity of this manor, other places have already

All are controlled by Wanheyu’s people.”

"Everyone is waiting to take action as soon as my father dies."

As soon as Xiang Zhu finished speaking, Uncle He's face showed helplessness: "I didn't expect that the Holy Master still couldn't hold on."

"If the Holy Lord dies, I will protect the lady to the death to escape from the Holy Island." Uncle He said with firm eyes.

There were other subordinates loyal to the Holy Lord in the hall, and they all said in unison: "We will protect the young lady to the death!"

Outside the manor, Wan Heyu stood in the distance with a calm expression, looking at the manor that had been protected on three floors inside and outside, feeling very emotional in her heart.

Since the Holy Lord came out last time, there have been signs of destroying himself.

Wan Heyu once wanted to escape from the Holy Island, but unexpectedly the Holy Lord's condition suddenly deteriorated.

Not only did he not solve himself, he fell into a coma.

He was accompanied by a dozen of his men.

One of them asked: "Master Wan, what are we waiting for? Let's just take action. There are only so many people in this manor, and they can't stop us."

Wan Heyu glared at him: "Asshole, do you want me to be charged with murdering the Holy Lord?"

Now, there are some neutral forces on the Holy Island.

These neutral forces are not on the side of Wan Heyu or Xiang Zhu.

In short, whether it is Wan He Yuying or Xiang Zhuying, their positions will not be shaken.

But they were neutral because Wan Heyu was dealing with Xiang Zhu.

If Wanheyu dares to take action against the Holy Spirit, these neutral forces will not continue to watch.

Over the years, the Holy Lord has been extremely kind to these people.

No one wants to see someone plot to kill the Holy Lord.

And there is another reason.

Wan Heyu was worried that the Holy Master was pretending to be ill again.

If you really lead the attack, the Holy Lord will come out halfway through the attack.

Don't look at your subordinates, all of them are loyal at this time, but with the power accumulated by the Holy Lord over the years, if he stands up and raises his hand, his subordinates may rebel.

"Wait, it's just half a month longer. I've been waiting for so many years, why do I care about half a month longer?" Wan Heyu said with a smile.

…

In the Miao village of the leader of the Shuanglong Sect.

Pang Chen returned to the bamboo building where Madman Long was, feeling somewhat uneasy.

Madman Long was sitting on a bamboo chair. He saw Pang Chen coming back and asked, "You failed to kill Lin Xiaofeng?"

Pang Chen cupped his hands and said, "My subordinates are incompetent. The little girl next to Lin Xiaofeng is a bit weird. I..."

"Okay." Madman Long took a deep breath and said, "Trash, even Lin Xiaofeng can't kill him. Is it possible that I have to take action myself?"

"Leader." Pang Chen still wanted to explain.

Madman Long waved his hand: "Get out, if this continues, the seizure of power will have to be postponed again, alas!"

Pang Chen felt quite bad.

Damn it, you stay in this bamboo house and order people around every day, whether it's dealing with Lin Xiaofeng or seizing the power from those elders, you're all busy yourself.

In the end, you are dissatisfied with me?

After Pang Chen walked out of the bamboo building, he thought of Lin Xiaofeng's words.

At first, he didn't care much about what Lin Xiaofeng said, and even looked down upon it.

But this idea was like a seed planted in Pang Chen's heart.

When Crazy Dragon cursed him, the seed was slowly being nourished and slowly sprouted.

After Pang Chen returned to his home, he picked up Lin Xiaofeng's phone. After thinking for a long time, he finally dialed Lin Xiaofeng's phone.

Ever since Lin Xiaofeng learned about the situation on the Holy Island, he asked Fatty Huang to constantly contact people from the Yunnan Supernatural Group.

He even contacted many people secretly.

On the other hand, he also received a call from Pang Chen.

The next night, Lin Xiaofeng made an appointment with Pang Chen and asked him to meet at a remote coffee shop.

At this time, it was already night in the hotel and the cafe was about to close.

But a man wearing a mask walked into the coffee shop.

Lin Xiaofeng sat in the corner and watched him walk in. He smiled and raised his hand and said, "This way."

The one wearing a mask is naturally Pang Chen.

When Pang Chen sat across from him, Lin Xiaofeng asked with a smile: "Elder Pang, why do you act like a fugitive?"

"Be careful." Pang Chen had no intention of taking off the mask.

Lin Xiaofeng took a sip of coffee and said, "Since Elder Pang took the initiative to contact me, he should have thought carefully about what I said."

"Tell me what your plan is." Pang Chen looked at Lin Xiaofeng.

"It's very simple." Lin Xiaofeng laughed: "Just kill Madman Long, then summon other elders and let you ascend the throne of the leader."

When Pang Chen heard Lin Xiaofeng's words, he sneered: "Is this the plan you said? Do you think I can become the leader by killing Madman Long?"

"It depends on whether you believe me or not." Lin Xiaofeng tapped the table gently.

"This is a matter of my life and fortune. How can I accompany you to do this just based on your belief?" Pang Chen said.

Lin Xiaofeng took out a token at this time: "What if there is this?"

"Holy Demonic Order!" Pang Chen's pupils shrank slightly, he didn't expect Lin Xiaofeng to have this in his hand.
Chapter completed!