With the tragic death of the Yin Ghost Ancestor, the Yin Ghost Sect, one of the three sects in Miaojiang, was completely wiped out.

The Mo family, the Hei family, and the Wu family that had been in name only before, and the seven major families in Miaojiang, are only four of them.

After Li Chen's trouble, the local forces in Miaojiang were reduced by one third.

At this point, Miaojiang, which had been calm for more than half a century, was once again surging, showing a third-quarter momentum.

The first is the Wushen Sect. They claim to be the orthodox descendants of the Witch God. They have been passed down for thousands of years. Although they have been in decline for nearly a hundred years, after all, a thin camel is bigger than a horse.

The second is the Heavenly Demon Sect. The sect leader, the Heavenly Demon Ancestor, is full of ambitions. In the past half century, he has been hiding his strength and secretly cultivating many masters.

Moreover, their territory is adjacent to Myanmar and is closely related to the Golden Hall, the largest underground force in the local area. It is said that the Demon Ancestor and the Golden Python King, the leader of the Golden Hall, had a life-long friendship.

Third, it is naturally the branch established by Li Chen's Huaxia Alliance in Miaojiang. Its territory includes most of the Bai family, Hei family, Mo family, Wu family, and Yin Gui Sect.

The branch headquarters is located in the Yingui Sect Master Hall, with Long Wuhen, the head of the Long family, and Xiao Zhuge Chen Buyi, responsible for guarding.

When Lian Hongshang returned to Wushen Mountain, it was already seven days later.

"The disciple is incompetent and has not been able to kill Master Li. I hope the master will punish you!"

The Goddess Mother glanced at Lian Hongshang's wound on her left shoulder and asked without any expression: "Hongshang, are you injured?"

Lian Hongshang glanced at the wound on his shoulder, with a complicated expression.

"It's just a little injury, it's fine!"

The God Mother, who was so beautiful that she watched the fire, smiled coldly and said, "Haha, the injuries on her body are not seriously damaged, but are the injuries on your heart also not seriously damaged?"

Hearing this, Lian Hongshang's eyes shook. This feeling was like being a thief, being caught on the spot, a little at a loss.

"The disciple doesn't understand what you are saying, Master?"

The Goddess snorted angrily and shouted, "Hmph, practice Hongshang, don't pretend to be stupid for me here. I raised you by myself. Can't I still see your little thoughts?"

Lian Hongshang heard the God Mother's anger and felt frightened.

"I know my mistake, but I hope my master will punish you!"

The Goddess sighed and murmured to himself: "Oh, what is right and wrong, success or failure? Since ancient times, love is sad!"

Lian Hongshang didn't know why her master was suddenly so sad. For a moment, she didn't dare to answer the conversation, but just bowed her head and listened.

The God Mother walked up to her and gently helped her up.

"Hongshang, this is your destined disaster, no wonder you!"

Li Hongshang was confused, and the master's style of painting changed too much, which made her completely at a loss.

"Hongshang, let me ask you, do you really like him?"

"No!"

Before the Goddess's voice came to an end, Lian Hongshang hurriedly answered. She was afraid that the answer would be too late, so she could not express her firm attitude.

The Goddess smiled indifferently: "Since there is no, why are you so excited and blushing?"

Lian Hongshang was stunned when she heard this, and subconsciously touched her face, completely with a "sincere" expression.

The Goddess Mother did not get too entangled with this issue, but changed her mind and asked, "He should have seen the true face under your veil, right?"

"Um!"

"My Witch God Sect was passed down a ancestral rule a thousand years ago. Any man who has seen the veil of a goddess will either kill him with his own hands or marry him. The rules of the ancestors are unbreakable. Now it seems that you have no hope of killing him, so you can only choose the second way!"

Li Hongshang felt like she was struck by lightning. She was stunned for a long time but couldn't come back to her senses.

It took a long time before she asked a question.

"Master, what if he doesn't want to?"

The God Mother smiled indifferently and said confidently: "Since ancient times, heroes have been sad to pass the beauty. Master Li Xianshu is also a man, so naturally no exception!"

"Master, he..."

"Hongshang, are you not confident in yourself or in me?"

"I……"

"Okay, this matter is settled. Master Li is still in the Bai family. From now on, I will ask Grandma Gui to come and propose marriage for you!"

Lian Hongshang heard the decisive sound from the God Mother, so she didn't say anything else, and said in a slight note: "It's up to the master to decide everything!"

"Okay, you go back to recuperate first, and be prepared to be your new bride!"

A new bride?

Are you really going to get married?

Some people had said they wanted to marry her before, but they all died under the three-foot green breeze.

But this time, she did not have the urge to kill, only the uneasiness and anxiety of waiting for the result.

In the boudoir, who had always been practicing red clothes with swords and guns, he actually learned from the ancient ladies, who were tidying their clouds in front of the window and putting yellow flowers in front of the mirror.

She gently held her face, and a ripples of expectation rippled in her clear eyes.

She was looking forward to the days ahead, and she would definitely not be the same as it is now. At least there would not be so much blood and killing.

Maybe I will take off the halo of the goddess like other girls in the village and be an ordinary person who takes care of my husband and children.

As he thought about it, Lian Hongshang's mouth suddenly felt a happy smile.

However, her longing was soon broken ruthlessly.

Seven days later, Grandma Gui, who went to Bai's family to propose marriage, returned to Wushen Mountain, and at the same time, she had been waiting for a long time to reply.

Master Li rejected this marriage with the words "no interest"!

After that, the three words "no interest" became her nightmare, a lingering nightmare.

In fact, she had already thought of this answer while waiting.

But now I hear it with my own ears and feel like I am struck by lightning.

After sitting quietly for three days and three nights, Lian Hongshang's eyes were decisive and he knelt in the hall.

"Master, you said that the rules of the ancestors cannot be broken. I am willing to enter the temple to close the life and death pass. After leaving the gate, I will take the thousand-year inheritance of my Wushen Sect to kill Master Li and defend the dignity of the Witch God!"

When he heard that Lian Hongshang was about to enter the Witch Temple to close the life and death gate, even though the God Mother, who had been in the throne for a long time, could not help but change his face.

"Hongshang, there are murderous intents in that temple. No matter how amazing the disciples are, if they are not recognized by the witch god, they will be dead and have no life. Don't be impulsive. You must think about the major matters that are at stake in life and death!"

"I have no impulse and think clearly. Please help me!"

After saying that, she resolutely waved her sword and cut off three thousand black hairs to show her ambition.

Seeing Lian Hongshang so decisively, everyone was shocked.

"Well, you are destined to have such a difficulty, so don't care whether it is a disaster or a fate. Go and do what you want, as long as you don't regret it!"

The Mother of God waved her hand and sat dejectedly on the chair.

"Thank you Master for your accomplishment!"

Lian Hongshang respectfully knocked three times at the Goddess Mother on the head.

If it were the past, just knock it.

But today is different from the past. If you really can't get out, this is probably the final farewell!

After getting up, Lian Hongshang looked at the black hairs scattered all over the ground again, and an unspeakable bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Suddenly, she heard the lingering song from ancient times:

I've cut my hair short

Cut off your concern, cut off your ground without being loved

Long and short, short and long. Inch by inch, struggling

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Note: The ballad comes from Gigi Leung's "Short Hair", a very poignant song. If you like children's shoes, you can listen to it.
Chapter completed!