Chapter 1338 Completely Ruined

He had to flee in a hurry.

When Jimo Yifan left, several secret guards couldn't hold it any longer and jumped out.

"Young Master, you are so bullying!"

"That's right, this is crossing the river and tearing down the bridge, unloading the mill and killing the donkey!"

"It's so shameless. At first, we cried and begged to let our young master be the clan leader and resisted the Jimo family. But now the young master's injury has not healed, so he has turned his back and refused to recognize anyone else! Bah!"

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The secret guards defended their master one by one, but Jimo Ya closed his eyes tiredly on the bed.

The Jimo family's patriarchal succession ceremony is also a major event for the human race.

It's just that the new clan leader is not Jimo Ya, as everyone agreed, but Jimo Wuxin.

Everyone expressed their confusion.

What column should I make?

Are the Jimo family crazy? Jimo Ya is recognized as the next clan leader. What kind of onion is Jimo Wuxin who suddenly appears?

Well-informed people have obtained information from within the Jimo family, saying that Jimo Ya was seriously injured, lingering on the bed and unable to bear the heavy responsibility.

So everyone elected Jimo Wuxin to be the leader of the clan.

As soon as this news came out, countless people shook their heads and despised the Jimo family.

In any case, Jimo Ya, as the number one son, had no credit for his contribution in the war between the human and demon clans.

He was seriously injured for the sake of the demon god's order and for the sake of the human race.

Although his wife is a demon, he was also deceived, betrayed, deceived, and seriously injured, which is why his injuries are not getting better now.

But no matter what, Jimo Ya is a hero of the human race!

The Jimo family is out of their minds, treating a hero like this?

How chilling this is! For the sake of the human race, for the sake of the family, he was seriously injured, his strength was greatly reduced, his family was broken up, and now he has even been deprived of his position as the leader of the clan!

Give no one a way to survive!

Therefore, at the ceremony of passing the throne, except for the smiling faces of the Jimo family, all the congratulatory guests looked unhappy.

As soon as the ceremony ended, people began to excuse themselves to leave.

The faces of the Jimo family members didn't look very good.

At any rate, the wine master of the holy courtyard still gave him face. He almost waited until the guests were almost gone before he stood up and asked to see Jimo Ya.

No one dares to stop the semi-saint's request. Although Jimo Wuxin, the new patriarch, feels that everyone's congratulations are not sincere enough and it is suffocating.

But after all, he was sitting on the throne of the clan leader, and he was still proud of himself. He didn't dare to stop him immediately and let others lead the way.

How could the Wine Saint use this? He stood up in a hurry and went straight to Jimoya's small courtyard.

There were loud gongs and drums outside, and it was very lively.

It makes the small courtyard even more lonely and desolate.

Beside the bed, Xiaobao held his father's hand, which was so thin that it was almost withered, and lowered his head so that no one could see his expression clearly.

The atmosphere in the room was sad.

"Young Master, Young Master--" came Mo Si's voice.

He hurriedly walked in, and without taking a second look, he reported: "Young Master, during today's ceremony, the Jimo family released a lot of rumors, saying that Young Master, you are already dying, and your state will never be restored to the level of Master Wang. You are said to be completely useless. The former glory of the Jimo family is now the shame of the Jimo family!"

Jimo Ya opened his eyes, but before he could speak, his eyes narrowed and he tried hard to get up.

"Meet the Holy Lord!"

As his words fell, Jiu Sheng walked into the courtyard in two steps and walked to his bed.

Seeing that Jimo Ya was so thin that he was almost out of shape, his eyes flashed with anger, he stretched out his hand to grasp his pulse, and pressed him back down.