My Wife Is Demon Sect Leader

My Wife Is Demon Sect Leader Chapter 214

2022-04-18

Chapter 214 Demon Sect Sect Lord Raising Foreign Pets

Looking at the collapsed crying Qingqing Tan Yun, An Jing was angry again Funny again.

In her impression, An Jing had long since died in Yu Prefecture City, and suddenly appeared in Dongluoguan. What is it if it is not a ghost?

Thinking of this, An Jing couldn't help but want to tease Tan Yun.

An Jing didn't have the slightest expression on his face, and asked coldly: "Tan Yun, tell me the truth, what did you do to make me sorry?"

Tan Yun quickly He stretched out his three fingers, gritted his teeth and said, "No, I, Tan Yun, swear to God, I have never done anything that I am sorry for my uncle."

An Jing raised his brows, "Really Is it?"

Tan Yun saw those eyes, and suddenly whispered: "In addition to stealing the cakes that my uncle bought, I also stealing my uncle's herbs"

"Anything else? "

"Your previous clothes were not bitten by the little black boy, it was because I washed too hard, and I touched your tea leaves, so I secretly swept them up and poured them back." , and."

Tan Yun sat on the ground like a bean, sobbing and said, "I can't remember many more, and no matter how hard you ask me, I can't remember."

When An Jing heard this, the smile in her heart was long gone, and she was only full of anger, "I died so miserably, I still need a maid below, I have to bring me today. You go down."

Tan Yun burst into tears and said, "Wu wu wu, Uncle, I was wrong, can you please not take me away, the Master has not been rescued, wait for me to ask the Sect Lord to take me away. Master rescued, I will go with you again."

"hahahahaha!"

An Jing couldn't hold back her laughter any longer when she saw this.

Why is a Grade 2 expert so stupid? !

Thinking of this, the more he thought about it, the more he felt normal. It was normal for his wife and Li Fuzhou to be able to deceive him. The reason why Tan Yun was able to deceive himself was because of stupidity.

Anyone is the protector of the unimaginable Demon Sect Human Sect, so big and brainless.

"Uncle, you...you."

Tan Yun stepped back a few steps, "Are you a human or a ghost?"

An Jing said with a smile: "Do you think I am a human or a ghost?"

"So you are not a ghost!"

Tan Yun suddenly reacted, looking at An Jing in front of him angrily, "You lied to me?"

My uncle has been killed by Old Cult Master Jiang Shang, how could he still be alive?

Some experts in the rivers and lakes are extremely good at Appearance Changing Technique, and it is not impossible for them to pretend to be An Jing, but this is Sect Lord's courtyard, Sect Lord is much smarter than her.

Tan Yun stared at An Jing with big eyes, his face changed very wonderfully.

An Jing raised her brows and said, "Are you still reading the villain book? How is your study?"

"Who, who is reading that thing?"

Tan Yun blushed immediately, and then reacted, "Are you really uncle?"

Ever since An Jing discovered that she was peeking at the villain's book, and after repeated warnings, What she read was more cautiously, and now she has not shown a slap in the face, and only An Jing knows that she is reading this little book.

An Jing stepped forward and pinched Tan Yun's cheek, said with a smile: "Is that still fake?"

"Uncle, you are not dead!?"

Tan Yun seemed to be certain, with a hint of surprise in her eyes, "Young Master, you are really not dead!"

As she spoke, her hand was still groping on An Jing for a while.

"What are you doing?"

An Jing was scratched a little and hurriedly backed away.

Tan Yun jumped up excitedly, then grabbed An Jing's shoulder and quickly asked: "Master, you are really not dead, how did you escape from the Old Cult Master? This move Golden Cicada's plan to escape? And how did you get the Demon Sect? Why didn't I know?"

An Jing looked at the excited Tan Yun in front of her, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly.

Tan Yun turned his head quickly and said quickly: "I know, uncle, it must have been arranged by the Sect Lord long ago, so what the Old Cult Master killed should be a fake, and you came a long time ago. When it comes to Demon Sect, am I right?"

Seeing that An Jing didn't speak, Tan Yun said excitedly: "Master, did I guess right?"

An Jing didn't explain any further, and touched Tan Yun's head lightly, "That's it."

"Uncle, your life is really good."

Tan Yun looked at An Jing in front of him seemed to be unable to hold back any longer, "I always thought you passed away."

It seemed as if the entire Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter had been spent in one breath.

A series of tears flowed silently from Tan Yun's smiling face, Tan Yun didn't cry at all, just let the tears flow down.

As if this time, this is the best news she can get.

An Jing gently wiped away the tears from the corner of Tan Yun's eyes, "Why are you crying?"

Tan Yun wiped away the tears and laughed, "I didn't cry, I just Happy for Uncle, happy for Sect Lord, Uncle, do you believe it? I dreamed of you when I was dreaming."

An Jing said with a smile: "What do you dream about?"

Tan Yun thought for a while before saying with a smile: ". Forgot."

An Jing said angrily: "What else can your brain remember besides eating?"

"Uncle, do you underestimate me?"

Tan Yun raised his brows and said, "I'm not pretending anymore, I'm going to showdown, I'm a Grade 2 cultivation base."

Having said that, Tan Yun rolled up his sleeves and lit up his pink fist.

An Jing gave a thumbs up and said, "Amazing."

Tan Yun said slightly proudly, "That kid Han Wenxin, I can hit ten, you know? ”

Compared with the average Jianghu expert, Tan Yun does have enough capital to be proud of. At present, he is a Grade 2 cultivation base when he is less than 20 years old. The worst achievement in the future is also a half-step Grandmaster. If there is a chance Maybe he can become an expert of the Grandmaster realm.

An Jing repeatedly nodded: "Yes, yes, in this Demon Sect in the future, if anyone bullies me, you help me teach him."

Tan Yun sneered, "Uncle, then You are wrong, you are the foreign pet of the Sect Lord, who would dare to bully you."

The foreign pet

An Jing blinked, he knew that in the eyes of Tan Yun Has become a soft eater.

Tan Yun gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle, I want to ask you a favor."

An Jing asked, "What's your business?"

Tan Yun lowered his head and whispered: "You may not know much about Jianghu affairs. My Master, Li Fuzhou, is the Third Master. He is still locked in Heavenly Prison Ninth Layer. I want Sect Lord to rescue him."

She knows better than anyone that even if she spends a lifetime in cultivation, it is impossible to rescue Li Fuzhou. The only one who can rescue Li Fuzhou is Zhao Qingmei.

An Jing thought about it and said, "Okay, I'll discuss it with my wife."

At the beginning of the Hachizhang Stage, Li Fuzhou was promoted to the Second Qi Grandmaster, and Martial Arts Realm arrived Tianren sensed that Tang Taiyuan was killed with one palm, and the limelight was all done by him alone.

How to say he is also a Demon Sect expert. If Demon Sect is indifferent to this, it will inevitably chill the hearts of everyone.

Tan Yun clenched his fists and said excitedly: "Uncle, you are so kind, a good person like you will definitely not die."

"Okay, okay. ."

An Jing waved his hand and said, "Did you come here for something?"

Tan Yun shivered, "Almost forgot, Sect Lord asked me to deliver This note should be for my uncle."

Tan Yun took out a white note from his sleeve.

On the note there are only four characters, Fulin restaurant.

"Okay."

An Jing nodded, "I'm going to be busy first."

The address on this note is exactly where Luo Chongyang is located.

"Uncle."

Tan Yun suddenly shouted.

"What's wrong?"

An Jing turned around and looked over.

Tan Yun hesitated, as if he had something to say.

An Jing said ill-humoredly: "If there is anything you want to say, just say it."

Tan Yun lowered his head and asked after a long while: "If one day I die , Uncle, will you be sad?"

An Jing brows tightly knitted: "Why ask this?"

Tan Yun raised his head and said with a smile: "I just I am afraid that one day I will die, and there will be no one who is sad for me."

An Jing said in a serious tone: "Don't say this again, I don't like listening to it."

"Okay, I see. Uncle, go and do your work. I have to go back and report to the Sect Lord."

Tan Yun stuck out his tongue.

An Jing looked at the head with a chuckle and walked outside.

"By the way, Uncle, I've learned a few good dishes recently. I have your favorite."

An Jing, who was still smiling, instantly froze. , the pace is accelerated.

Dongluoguan, Fulin restaurant.

Since a few days ago, the ghost swordsman threatened to step on Dongluoguan, the number of business trips around Dongluoguan has plummeted, especially after the closure, the number of people is even more rare.

Although the war is over now, the streets are still a little deserted, and the prosperity of the past will take some time to recover.

Beside the restaurant, there is a stall.

There is a lottery tube on the ground, and a middle aged daoist sits cross-legged next to it, holding a canvas in his hand, with only four big characters on it: ask fortune-telling.

"This is a traveler from the end of the world, and I will stay in the green felt for a while. Right and wrong, support to get through the day."

The middle aged daoist is very enthusiastic about the passers-by, "Southern Those who come and go from the north, good fortune or bad luck, can be measured by the Poor Daoist.”

This middle aged daoist is not someone else, but Luo Chongyang.

An Jing saw this and stepped forward and said, "Give me a divination."

"Yo."

Luo Chongyang raised his head and said with a smile: "This Young Master is so handsome, handsome and handsome. He is really handsome like a jade tree."

An Jing raised his brows and said, "How much money is a hexagram?"

Luo Chongyang stretched out a finger, "One hundred pennies counts as a hexagram."

Black-hearted Taoist priest!

A few passers-by around heard this and immediately eyebrows slightly frowned.

One hundred pennies is not cheap, and a fortune-teller on the road usually only costs twenty pennies, but this Taoist priest asks for a hundred pennies, which is like robbery.

An Jing asked, "Can you give me a discount?"

Luo Chongyang shook the head and said, "Poor Daoist is a small business, and never gives a discount."

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An Jing nodded, took out the money and put it on the stall.

Luo Chongyang pointed to the lottery on the ground, "Then please draw lots."

An Jing said with a smile: "I mean I will give the Taoist a hexagram. "

"Oh!?"

When Luo Chongyang heard this, he immediately laughed. He had asked fortune-telling for many years, but no one had ever paid him for fortune-telling.

An Jing asked directly: "How?"

Luo Chongyang nodded replied: "Okay."

Speaking, Luo Chongyang picked up the lottery tube , I suddenly felt that the lottery was a little different, as if it was a little heavier.

“crash-bang!”

He shook the lottery in his hand, and then shook out a lottery with the words 'Ferocious' written on it.

"I'll sign."

An Jing took the lottery and said slowly: "People walk half a ridge to the mountain in the sun, and the steep and dangerous rocks cannot be climbed. Looking up to the sky for protection, This body is still in the void."

"You will definitely encounter unprecedented disasters in the future, but fortunately, every cloud has a silver lining ahead. Turn people around."

A gleam appeared in Luo Chongyang's eyes, "Where did Fellow Daoist come from?"

not simple!

The young man in front of him was able to see through the sign of the mysterious gate. He said it was clear and logical, and it was almost the same as Lou Xiangzhen's own calculations, which was enough to show that the young man in front of him was extraordinary.

Being so young, inexplicably made him feel a chill in his heart. Who is this person?

An Jing indifferently said: "It comes from nothingness."

"Nothingness?"

Luo Chongyang raised his brows when he heard this, as if there was something in this sentence. with some unknown mystery.

An Jing, with his hands behind his back, said indifferently: "I know Chang should be there and the others, and I also know where that person is now."

"Where is it? ?"

Luo Chongyang's face remained calm, but he was a little surprised in his heart as to who the young man in front of him was, even knowing his own purpose.

An Jing said with a smile: "It's far away, but it's right in front of you."

"You are that white ass!?"

Hearing this, Luo Chongyang was suddenly shocked, and a look of shock appeared in his eyes.

The young man in front of him is his cheap Martial Nephew! ?

At this moment, a heaven overflowing giant wave appeared in Luo Chongyang's heart, and he never thought that the ghost swordsman who recently named the whole world was such a young man.

This is just too bizarre, too unbelievable.

If this news spreads, it will cause a huge shock in the whole world.

Because from the beginning to the end, no one would have thought that there would be such a young face behind the ghost swordsman mask.

Yan Gang, the genius swordsman of the post-Golden Age, arrived at the Fifth Stage, and the ghost swordsman who killed him with a single sword was only in his early twenties. If the world knew about this, how would they feel?

An Jing raised his brows, "Luo Taoist, what a white ass!?"

Luo Chongyang stared at An Jing for a long time, shook his head and said with emotion, "didn't expect ah didn 't expect, Martial Nephew, your hand is too deep."

Thinking of the natural phenomenon that happened in Xuanqing Mountain, and looking at such a young face in front of him, he finally knew why Lou Xiangzhen was willing Protect the way for the ghost swordsman in front of you.

As long as the young man in front of him is given enough time, his achievements will be more terrifying than Xiao Qianqiu.

Being a Grandmaster in his early twenties and a Fifth Stage swordsman is like a dream.

No, more terrifying than dreaming.

An Jing lightly said with a smile: "Martial Uncle, please come here."

Luo Chongyang packed up the stall, and then the two came to a secluded alley.

An Jing clasped Luo Chongyang and said, "This time many thanks to Martial Uncle, An Jing will remember this kindness in my heart."

At that time, the head of Suoming Mansion, Qiu Fengsheng When he came, Luo Chongyang had absolutely no need to take action, but he still stunned Qiu Fengsheng and gave An Jing enough time, otherwise the day would not be so easy.

Luo Chongyang waved his hand and said, "You killed Dongluoguan this time for the Demon Sect Sect Lord?"

An Jing nodded.

Luo Chongyang patted An Jing, said earnestly: "Color is a bone scraping steel knife."

An Jing said: "As long as the bones are hard, the steel knife will break one day. "

Luo Chongyang: "."

He even wanted to pull Lou Xiangzhen over immediately and asked, "Do you hear what this kid is saying like a human?"

An Jing laughed and said: "Martial Uncle, don't worry, I know it."

Luo Chongyang hugged his stall, stared at An Jing and asked, "A real A man lives between Heaven and Earth, how can he be depressed and live under people for a long time, don't you expect to be the master of Xuanmen?"

An Jing took a deep breath and said: "Martial Uncle also knows The true teaching still has the strength of Xiao Qianqiu, which is very difficult to achieve with my current cultivation base."

Luo Chongyang slightly disapproved, and it is indeed difficult to compare with Xiao Qianqiu with the current strength of An Jing, and now he is feigning his death. A period of cultivation in Demon Sect is really a great thing.

Luo Chongyang thought of something and said, "By the way, those two girls, you can find them when you have time."

An Jing raised her brows and asked: "What are their origins?"

Luo Chongyang said: "What they cultivated is the Supreme secret technique, Heart Tribulation. This secret technique is left over from the Imperial Family of the Zhou Dynasty. If I expected If it's not bad, the two of them should be related to the Imperial Family of the Great Zhou Dynasty. They may also be looking for you because of the evil sword in your hand, so I can't say that there are several points of chance."

An Jing was a little surprised, " The Great Zhou Dynasty Imperial Family?"

The Great Zhou Dynasty has been destroyed for hundreds of years, is there any power left?

"That's right, I got some news from Su Yue, and they seem to be in Lengping."

Luo Chongyang nodded, his eyes narrowed slightly, "You still have to get together. This evil-suppressing sword, the six-swords-one-suppressing evil sword, has great formidable power. When your sword power reaches the Sixth Stage, I think it will be enough to set foot on Zhenyi Mountain and compete with Xiao Qianqiu.”

An Jing's Suppressing Evil Sword has already got three blades, and there are still three blades that have not been obtained.

"I know."

An Jing nodded, "What's the plan for Martial Uncle next, going back to Xuanqing Mountain?"

Luo Chongyang's eyes carried A glimmer of light said: "Go back and concentrate on cultivation first, just to refining the two Heaven and Earth spirit essence that I got from you before."

"The situation in Yan Country is not optimistic, but Shinichi Kyo and Great The two big trees of Yan Imperial Family are still supporting, it will be stable as Mount Tai, and Buddhaism is also ready to make some moves, Great Yan's water is deep and unmeasurable, if you go back to Great Yan, remember to be careful."

An Jing said solemnly: "Okay."

The two chatted for a while, before Luo Chongyang turned around and walked out of the gate.

Looking at Luo Chongyang's back, An Jing brows tightly frowns.

Today's Great Yan is at the center of the storm, unpredictable and unpredictable.

Internal trouble and outside aggression , at the touch of a button.

Jade City, Yuhua Courtyard, study.

Zhao Chongyin closed his eyes and pondered, he was still thinking about the current situation.

Through the fighting in recent days, he also knew that Houjin was testing Great Yan and his own father, the current Great Yan Human Sovereign.

For Zhao Chongyin, how to deal with Houjin and Zhao State's pressure are second.

How to deal with my Second Brother at the moment is the top priority.

If you don't solve internal worries, how to solve external worries?

Zhao Chongyin has a lot of thoughts and is thinking fast.

“His Highness the Crown Prince.”

At this moment, a voice rang from outside the door.

I saw Bai Jing hurried in.

Zhao Zhongyin whispered: "en."

Bai Jing took a deep breath and said: "The Dongluoguan War is over, Demon Sect Sect Lord is the disciple of Jiang Shang. Zhao Qingmei, who had disappeared in Jiang Shang before, was in charge of Demon Sect. Jiang Renyi had only been in charge of the Demon Sect for more than a month. During the war, the ghost swordsmen suddenly stopped fighting. The master Qiu Fengsheng was killed, and finally Ghost Swordsman and Yuan Feng perished together, Qiu Fengsheng, Feng Lingyue and other experts retreated one after another."

Zhao Chongyin opened his eyes and his tone rose a little, "Yuan Feng and Ghost Swordsman perish. together?"

Bai Jing nodded confirmed: "Dead, many experts have seen it."

Zhao Zhongyin said slowly: "It's a pity that ghost swordsman, I still think about it. Recruiting him for me to use will even contain the Shinichi Sect in the future, it seems now"

Bai Jing said softly, "It is too difficult for the ghost swordsman to contain the Shinichi Sect, why don't your Highness put hope on Luo Chongyang."

The strength of the ghost swordsman wants to fight against Shinichi, which is basically impossible.

Zhao Chongyin said sharply: "Luo Chongyang will not be used by anyone."

"Your Highness said it is very true."

Bai Jing sighed, they were in Luo Chongyang also put a lot of effort into it, but it was all in vain.

Zhao Chongyin stood up, looked towards the blue sky outside the window, "Demon Sect is controlled by Zhao Qingmei, this is a good thing and a bad thing, she is much more ruthless than Jiang Renyi."

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Yuheng Sword Sect, Yuheng Mountain.

On the rooftop, the sea of clouds churned, and Heaven and Earth were cleared.

Lin Yiyang sat in the center with his eyes closed, and the Ranked 9th Phoenix Sword was placed on his knees.

About one hour later, he slowly got up.

Daily meditation is a must for him, no matter where he is.

Lin Yiyang put away the Phoenix Sword and walked under the cloud platform.

Along the way, I met Yuheng's Elder, deacon, and Disciple of Sword Sect large and small, all respectful.

Today's Lin Yiyang is the swordsman of the Sixth Stage, comparable to Lou Xiangzhen's supreme Sword Immortal. In the days when Lou Xiangzhen was disappeared, many people regarded him as the number one swordsman in the world.

On the top of the towering mountains, the vast sea of clouds rolls.

At this time, there are dozens of Disciples of Yuheng Sword Sect practicing swords on the mountainside and flat ground.

"It's a pity for the ghost swordsman."

"Who said no, he can beat the two great Sword Immortal swordsmen."

"Except Sect Master, Lou Xiangzhen, he is definitely the third swordsman in the world."

Lin Yiyang raised his brows when he heard several Disciples talking, and his footsteps stopped.

"Sect Master!"

When the Sword Sect Disciple around Yuheng saw Lin Yiyang, they were all keep quiet out of fear.

Lin Yiyang frowned and asked, "What happened to the ghost swordsman?"

One of the Disciples clasped his fists and said, "Report to Sect Master, in the battle at Dongluoguan, the ghost swordsman died in Fengfeng. Under the Elder Ujin Lei Maru, the skeleton doesn't exist."

Dead! ?

Lin Yiyang's pupils shrank suddenly, and an extremely complicated emotion suddenly appeared in his heart.

Others don't know, but he knows in his own heart that if it weren't for the ghost swordsman, he would not have reached the Sixth Stage at all, and he has been waiting for the ghost swordsman to reach the Sixth Stage and discuss with him.

It's a pity. Such a swordsman.

For the first time in his life, Lin Yiyang felt sorry for a dead person. In the past, he felt that the swordsman died, there was only one reason: that his strength was poor.

Around Yuheng Sword Sect's Disciple looked at Lin Yiyang who said nothing, looked at each other in blank dismay.

"You guys continue to practice swords."

After a long time, Lin Yiyang came back to his senses and gave a look towards and walked away.

The battle of Dongluoguan soon spread all over the world, and everyone knew that the ghost swordsman was blasted into powder by Wujin Leiwan.

At that time, many experts were still present and saw it with their own eyes, and then the news was completely confirmed.

For a time, the entire Jianghu was in an uproar.

Some people regard the ghost swordsman as a generation of strange people, and the swordsmanship is unrivaled in the world. Within a year, the three characters of the ghost swordsman are resounding in the rivers and lakes. Some people regard the ghost swordsman as a scourge. Consider it a myth of a generation, and admire it.

And now it's all turned into dust.

Some people lamented the death of Ghost Swordsman, some were happy, and some sighed with dismay.

His name is like a shooting star across Heaven and Earth, although short, but unforgettable.

The grievances and hatreds are finally gone, and only a few people in the world are sighing back.

This is a river and lake of right and wrong. Some people come and some go, and if anyone is missing, it is still the same arena.

Dongluo Desert, Dongluoguan.

Zhao Qingmei sitting on the high platform is still beautiful, but his expression is a little tired, and he seems to be a little sleepy.

". In July, the tax income is 102,713 taels, the iron ore sales are 71,930 taels, and the jade stone sales are 92,130 taels. A total of 1,310,000 silver tael."

Below, Mu Xiaoyun, the first seat of Vermilion Bird, said in a low voice.

Zhao Qingmei nodded, "Okay, I know, is there anything else?"

Many Demon Sect experts looked at each other in blank dismay, and then called the head .

Zhao Qingmei waved his sleeves and said, "Let's go away if you have nothing to do."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Qingmei got up and walked towards the back hall.

"Yes."

The Demon Sect expert below heard that and got up and left.

"Qiurong."

At this moment, Duanmu Xinghua stopped Yu Qiurong who was about to leave.

Yu Qiurong hurriedly clasped her fists and said, "Duanmu Sect Master."

The drunkenness in her body was temporarily suppressed, but she had not fully recovered, and her face looked pale.

Duanmu Xinghua pondered for a while, then asked: "What's going on with Sect Lord recently, why is he so listless? Could it be that he is practicing other than setback?"

Zhao Qingmei Today is the future of Demon Sect, and there is no room for error.

"I don't know."

Yu Qiurong frowned, "But there seems to be a man in the other courtyard of the Sect Lord. Could it be because of this?"

In recent days, she has often seen Sect Lord with a man, and they behave intimately, and it seems that the relationship is very unusual.

The man is really good looking.

"Man?"

Duanmu Xinghua heard this, and suddenly realized: "Could it be the external pet of the Sect Lord?"

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(end of this chapter)