Luo Enen was also full of righteous indignation, and was also a little complacent: Who said that she had no brains? Such a complicated conspiracy, did Miss Luo think of it after thinking about it a few times?
Noting the smug look on her face, Gu Fenghua and others secretly wiped their foreheads: Do you really need to think about such a simple thing?
"Not bad!" The anger on Liu Sanjue's face became even stronger.
"Who will it be? Yunchuan Sect is also a middle-grade sect after all. It is difficult for outsiders to sneak in and poison it. The one who takes action should be a traitor. But if you want to poison it, you should poison the sect leader. You should poison the elders. Poison.
What a child does, and he still uses such a terrible poison, isn't he was wasted?" said the fat white man thinking.
"The poisoned person should not want to destroy Yunchuan Sect, but had another intention. I remember Senior Brother Chen said that from the beginning, Sect Master Lu had high hopes for Lin Feng and was trained as the young sect master.
It took great effort to cut off his meridians and cleanse his marrow. So after Lin Feng was poisoned, who is the most hopeful to take over the position of the young sect leader or the sect leader?" Ye Wuse said with some point of view.
Hearing his words, the fat white man subconsciously looked at Lu Linfeng at the same time. Luo Enen thought for a moment, and also looked at Lu Linfeng with smugness.
So Gu Fenghua and others wiped their foreheads again.
"Except for the third elders, the other elders and the Supreme Elders are all from the Lu family. Logically speaking, they are qualified to take over the position of sect leader, but they are not young anymore and their cultivation is far inferior to their grandfather. No matter who takes over the position of sect leader, they are all qualified to take over the position of sect leader.
I am afraid that it will be difficult to convince the public. As for other juniors of the Lu family…” Because of the bumpy fate, Lu Linfeng’s mind is much more mature than his peers. He can easily understand Ye Wuse’s implication and said with thought.
"No, I remember there is an elder who is not old." Luo Enen interrupted.
"You said the fifth elder is impossible, absolutely impossible. I accidentally hurt Lu Linshan back then, and my uncle was heartbroken, but he missed me for my youth, but he did not hold a grudge against me, and he still pleaded for me. Over the years, Lu Linshan has been in trouble with me many times.
Thanks to my uncle's maintenance, if he hadn't been there, I would have been killed by them and drove out of Yunchuan Sect. He would have been poisoned by him!" Lu Linfeng immediately realized who she was talking about.
But he didn't expect that Lu Hansong's face changed slightly and he said firmly.
"Hmph, if he really wants to protect you, it would be fine. Lu Linshan, but I don't believe that his traits dare to bully you." Luo Enen curled his lips and said disapprovingly.
Although Lu Hansong came forward to help Lu Linfeng to rescue the siege last time, she saw it with her own eyes, but after knowing that he was Lu Linshan's father, Luo Enen had no good feelings for him. She was a dignified elder, and she couldn't even control her own son, so she told her
Who believes it? She has seen many people from wealthy families, who are sweet-mouthed and slim and hide their swords in their smiles, so she is not so easily deceived.
I have to say that although Miss Luo doesn't like to use her brain and always thinks about things slowly than others, she has been influenced by her since childhood and has been aware of such family disputes and intrigues, and her mind does not need to be circulated.
When Lu Linfeng heard Luo Enen's words, he was shocked. He thought about it. If Lu Hansong really wanted to protect himself, as long as he had a command, as his identity, who would dare to make things difficult for other sects? Even Lu Linshan
Relying on his identity and being slandered, he thought that his spiritual roots were damaged and his cultivation was difficult to recover. He was no better than himself now, and what kind of storm could it cause?