Lin Xiaofeng looked him up and down.

This old man was wearing a white Chinese tunic suit. If I remember correctly, when he was watching the battle from above, he was sitting right next to the Holy Lord.

This is enough to show that the old man's status is not low.

"Who are you?" Lin Xiaofeng asked.

"I am Wan Heyu." He said with a smile: "Before the dinner begins, I will protect your safety."

Hearing this name, Lin Xiaofeng had a clue in his mind.

Isn't this Wan Heyu just an old bastard who wants to compete with Xiang Zhu for power?

At this moment, Lin Xiaofeng wanted to point his finger at Wan Heyu and scold: Half of your body is about to be buried, why are you fighting for your rights with my wife?

Of course, I can only think about this.

As for why this old man came to protect his own safety, it was obvious that he wanted to bribe him.

Lin Xiaofeng pretended to be flattered: "It turned out to be Vice Master Wan. This junior has heard of your name a long time ago and has admired you for a long time. I didn't expect to see you today."

Seeing Lin Xiaofeng's appearance, Wan Heyu felt very comfortable. It seemed that this boy was not the kind of person who was ignorant of current affairs. He lightly patted Lin Xiaofeng's shoulder.

At this time, Uncle He also came over with someone.

With vigilance in his eyes, Uncle He said to Wan Heyu: "Brother Wan, I am here to protect the future young master on the orders of the Holy Lord."

Wan Heyu glared at Uncle He: "I think Mr. Leng is a good master, and I plan to take him around the Holy City. Brother He, don't you have any objections?"

Uncle He had a troubled expression on his face: "Here, Master Wan, this is what the Holy Master has ordered. You better not make it difficult for me to do it."

"Lengfeng, do you think you should go with me or Uncle He?" Wan Heyu looked at Lin Xiaofeng.

Lin Xiaofeng saw Uncle He winking at him secretly, and he smiled and said: "I have admired Senior Wan for a long time, and I have long wanted to chat with Senior Wan."

"Did you hear that?" Wan Heyu felt very comfortable, patted Lin Xiaofeng, and left with Lin Xiaofeng.

Wan Heyu did not bring anyone else with him when he came out this time, just him and Lin Xiaofeng.

He took Lin Xiaofeng into a car, drove the car and asked, "Young Master Leng, where are you going?"

"Everything follows Senior Wan's orders." Lin Xiaofeng behaved like a little sheep.

"Yes." Wan Heyu nodded slightly: "I have a dinner party later, so I will take you around the city and have a chat."

Originally, Wan Heyu wanted to ask Lin Xiaofeng how he obtained the ghost technique, but after thinking about it carefully, if he asked such a question in the first place, he might not be able to tell Lin Xiaofeng.

He turned and said, "Young Master Leng, how much do you know about our holy religion?"

"Senior has disgraced me. I can't live up to my reputation as a young master." Lin Xiaofeng said modestly.

Wan Heyu waved his hand: "This is an ironclad thing. The Holy Lord is old and his time is short. We need young talents like you to lead our Holy Religion."

These words were actually asking Lin Xiaofeng to show his attitude.

Lin Xiaofeng looked thoughtful. After a long time, he said: "Senior Wan, to be honest, I really didn't think about becoming the young master of the Holy Cult this time."

"However, if you can really succeed, it will be a great joy." Lin Xiaofeng glanced at Wan Heyu, paused and said: "To be honest, I heard that the Holy Cult will have a woman take over in the future, and I felt very happy.

It’s not worth it to serve as a veteran for Wan Senior.”

Wan Heyu pretended to be angry and glared at Lin Xiaofeng: "The saint's ability is outstanding among the younger generation. Don't talk nonsense."

"However, it's a pity that she is a woman. Hey, although I am loyal, it is inevitable that the people below will have some criticism."

When Lin Xiaofeng saw what he said, he sneered in his heart. This old fox had enough. At this time, he didn't forget to say that he was loyal.

"Senior Wan, if I become the disciple of the Holy Lord, will I be able to become the Holy Lord when the Holy Lord dies?" Lin Xiaofeng asked.

Wan Heyu nodded: "Of course."

"However, there are still some old-timers in the religion who insist on letting the Holy Girl ascend to the throne. However, the rule from ancient times is that sons should not be passed down to disciples, and disciples should not be passed down to daughters. Besides, Young Master Leng has the legendary ghost skills. When the time comes, Saint

A woman cannot compete with you for the position of Holy Master."

Lin Xiaofeng pretended to be anxious: "Senior Wan, I know that you have a very high status in the Holy Religion and have great power. As long as Senior Wan can help me ascend to the position of Holy Lord, I will obey your advice in the future."

Wan Heyu pretended to be panicked: "Young Master Leng, don't say this nonsense. If you hear it in the ears of caring people, although I don't have any rights, I will definitely be misunderstood by others."

Lin Xiaofeng murmured in his heart, damn, this old bastard is still pretending to be so noble at a time like this.

It’s true that life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills.

Wan Heyu saw some doubts on Lin Xiaofeng's face, fearing that this boy would not cooperate with her, so she hurriedly explained: "But since ancient times, there has been no tradition of passing on the position of leader to women, let alone the position of holy master. Young Master Leng

Lord, don’t worry, I will help you even if I risk my life.”

"Thank you, thank you." Lin Xiaofeng smiled flatteringly.

"Let's go, the dinner is about to start." Wan Heyu had already figured out what Lin Xiaofeng was thinking, and had some idea in his mind.

Wan Heyu did not doubt him. After all, Lin Xiaofeng had just joined the Holy Cult and had no foundation. This was not something that just a disciple of the Holy Lord could get along with. If he wanted to become a Holy Lord, he could only cooperate with himself.

Of course, if Leng Feng doesn't express his stance on his side, Wan Heyu has a way to make him completely disappear the next day.

Wan Heyu probably never dreamed of the relationship between Lin Xiaofeng and Xiang Zhu.

At this time, he was still planning in his mind how to help Lin Xiaofeng suppress Xiang Zhu after the death of the Holy Lord.

The dinner was held at a luxurious winery in the center of the Holy City.

Although it was already night, the lights inside were bright. The men were all wearing suits and the women were in evening dresses.

Countless waiters passed through the crowd.

Although many people came here to watch the battle, there were only less than 500 people who were eligible to attend this dinner.

Anyone who survives the first fifty contestants is invited to participate.

In addition, there are the leaders and deputy leaders of various demon sects, large and small.

As for top demonic sects like the Miao Witch Cult, anyone who comes to the Holy City can attend this cocktail party.

At this time, everyone was holding red wine and chatting with people they knew well.

It was obviously a gathering of all the demon sect leaders in the country, but it was like a gathering of the top people in society.

After returning to the dinner, Wan Heyu did not follow Lin Xiaofeng in order to avoid suspicion.

Lin Xiaofeng was holding a wine glass alone and drinking casually.
Chapter completed!