Miao Hu had a sinister face and burst into laughter. Maybe the child would be frightened and cry when he saw it.
"Master Hu, why do you come here so leisurely?" Lin Xiaofeng asked with a smile.
Miao Hu chuckled and said: "The new Holy Lord has succeeded to the throne. It is such a big event. I was chosen as the representative of the Miao Witch Cult to attend the ceremony."
At this point, he put his arm around Lin Xiaofeng's shoulders: "Hurry up and tell me what's going on?"
Although many people knew what happened that night, no one wanted to reveal it.
Miao Hu only knew that Wan Heyu led more than 4,000 people to besiege the manor.
There are only about 2,000 loyal guards of the Holy Lord in the manor. Even if you include those from the Double Dragon Sect, there is still a shortage of 1,500 people.
Miao Hu came this time not only to attend the coronation ceremony, but also to find out how Xiang Zhu and the others made a comeback.
When Lin Xiaofeng heard this, he smiled and said: "It's not complicated. The Holy Lord is still alive. How can Wan Heyu win?"
"Didn't there be news that the Holy Lord died twice?" Miao Hu couldn't help but ask.
But it’s not the fault of Miao Hu that he didn’t understand.
Holy Lord's fake death was so real that even Wan Heyu was confused, not to mention that Miao Hu and the others were not members of the Holy Religion.
Lin Xiaofeng had a smile on his face and said nothing.
Miao Hu thought for a moment and stopped asking. After all, the situation at that time would have been impossible to reverse if the Holy Lord was not still alive.
"Come to think of it, you kid has become famous this time. Xiang Zhu is now the Holy Master, and you are the Young Master with a high status in the Holy Cult." Miao Hu looked Lin Xiaofeng up and down: "I didn't expect that I have pretty good eyesight, but now you are
I’m about to reach the pinnacle of my life.”
"Master Hu, you are just kidding me when you say this." Lin Xiaofeng sighed and lowered his voice and said, "I am now in the middle of the Demon Catching Bureau and the Holy Cult. Do you think life is really that easy?"
Miao Hu thought for a moment and immediately understood what Lin Xiaofeng meant.
He shook his head slightly: "It's really hard to talk about this kind of thing."
"Master Hu, with your personality, would you come here to participate in the ceremony?" Lin Xiaofeng asked.
He didn't quite believe that with Miao Hu's character, he would come all the way to attend such a grand ceremony.
Miao Hu said: "I'm here because I want to find out how Xiang Zhu won Wanhe Jade in the end. In our Miao Witch Cult, you and I have a good relationship, so you sent me here."
"Second, I have a personal matter and I want to talk to you and ask for your help."
Lin Xiaofeng asked: "The most important thing is this second thing, right?"
"Well, don't say that I don't think about you because I have good interests. Let's wait until the ceremony is over to discuss this matter." Miao Hu patted his shoulder: "Okay, you are quite popular now, so I will get out of the way first."
After Lin Xiaofeng waited for Miao Hu to leave, he found Huang Fatty and Qing Shui and started wandering around.
There is also a very beautiful person at this ceremony.
Pang Chen.
Pang Chen's face was rosy. At this time, many of the leaders of the second-rate demon sects who came to attend the ceremony came to him to chat and have a heart-to-heart talk.
If it were Pang Chen from before.
Even with the identity of the leader of the Double Dragon Sect, it is estimated that the leaders of other demon sects may not think highly of him.
After all, he has a shallow foundation and few qualifications.
But now, he brought five hundred people to protect Xiang Zhu.
Perhaps five hundred people is not too many, but the icing on the cake is far less than providing help in times of need.
At this time, Uncle Ho came to a high platform built on the lawn.
He looked seriously and said loudly: "Everyone, be quiet!"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone on the lawn fell silent.
Everyone looked at Uncle He.
"Thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to attend the grand ceremony of our Holy Religion. From today on, Her Royal Highness the Holy Lady will succeed to the throne and become the Holy Lord of our Holy Religion!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiang Zhu, wearing a white holy robe, slowly walked onto the high platform.
"Greetings to the Holy Lord!" Uncle He said from the side.
Immediately, everyone below began to salute Xiang Zhu.
Even Miao Hu is no exception.
Only Lin Xiaofeng did not salute.
But these people are not surprised. After all, based on the relationship between the two of them, saluting is quite natural.
"Everyone, from today on, I am the Holy Lord of the Holy Cult." Xiang Zhu said loudly: "Next, I will lead you to maintain the order of the devil..."
Xiang Zhu spoke out the rules one by one, and the people below listened attentively.
Xiang Zhu spoke these words for ten full minutes before he stopped.
Then came the banquet.
The banquet was held on the lawn.
There are countless kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas.
Lin Xiaofeng, Fatty Huang and Qing Shui sat at the same table. As for the other people at their table, Lin Xiaofeng didn't know them.
Lin Xiaofeng didn't know them, but they knew him.
Lin Xiaofeng was flattered one after another.
It is estimated that the flattery Lin Xiaofeng has heard in the past is not as much as what this table has heard.
He himself was a little confused. Logically speaking, even if he did look very good, there was no need for these people to flatter him.
Only later did he find out that the people sitting at this table were all Wan Heyu's old subordinates.
Although the Holy Lord said that he would not settle accounts with them, can they feel at ease?
"Xiao Feng, what did Miao Hu want to do with you just now?" Fatty Huang asked vaguely, holding a hairy crab in his mouth.
"It's nothing. You just want to discuss something with me after the ceremony." Lin Xiaofeng saw Qing Shui sitting aside, feeling unhappy, and patted her on the back of the head: "What's wrong? I'm in a bad mood."
Qing Shui shook his head slightly: "No."
In fact, Qing Shui seems to have been depressed ever since he found out about his life experience. At least he could see her smile in the past.
But now, it's quite a luxury to see her smile.
Lin Xiaofeng secretly thought that her becoming like this must be related to her life experience.
But Qing Shui had no intention of telling him his life experience. Even if he asked, he probably wouldn't tell him.
Lin Xiaofeng took a few bites casually: "Okay, you guys eat slowly, I'll go find Master Hu and see what happened to him."
After saying that, he took out his mobile phone and called Miao Hu.
The call was quickly connected, and Lin Xiaofeng said: "Master Hu, come to the gate of the manor. Didn't you say you had something to tell me?"
"OK."
After hanging up the phone, Lin Xiaofeng came to the door of the manor. Miao Hu seemed to have arrived a long time ago. He had a cigarette in his mouth and leaned against the wall. He squinted at Lin Xiaofeng as he approached and said, "That old guy from the Holy Lord, this
The manor is well taken care of, and the smell of flowers is everywhere.”
The entire manor was filled with a faint floral fragrance at this time.
"It's just to cover up the smell of blood left a few days ago." Lin Xiaofeng asked: "By the way, why are you looking for me?"
"Do you still have that necklace of yours? It's the one we got from the ancient tomb." Miao Hu asked.