Weird Cultivation, I am surrounded by bad women

Because in the woods below the high slope, there were seven or eight bodies hanging high on the trees.

Judging from their clothes, they are probably from the Huanling Sect.

"Senior Sister, look at this, are these the clothes of the Huanling Sect?" Su Chaoxi still went to Yan Angge to confirm.

Yan Ange's beautiful eyes moved over their clothes and she nodded.

"They should have come to seek revenge on us? How could they die here?" Su Chaoxi was very puzzled and clenched the nameless sword in his hand.

Beware of opponents who may attack from the dark.

But he used his spiritual power to scan the area and found that there was indeed no one around.

"Is someone taking action for us?" Yan Angge dismounted and examined the wounds on these people.

"They were all killed in one strike. They were ambushed."

"That is to say, they who were planning to launch a surprise attack on us were first attacked by others." Su Chaoxi looked at the row of experiences and felt a little distressed.

"Who could it be?" Yan Ange looked at Su Chaoxi. "Was it Elder Zhao who did it?"

"Master probably doesn't have the time for this." Su Chaoxi shook his head.

He seemed to have seen something and hurried forward.

A small card slowly fell from the body of a late crystal-stage cultivator who was at the highest level among the corpses.

Su Chaoxi picked it up. It was a business card.

It says Ling and Ju Yaer.

Su Chaoxi knew who had helped them with this small favor.

Su Chaoxi handed the business card to Yan Ange.

"They probably saw your potential and wanted to make a good relationship with you." Seeing the business card, Yan Ange couldn't help but think of the charming and coquettish female auctioneer.

"I guess they originally wanted to steal my spirit stones." Su Chaoxi took the business card back from Yan An's hand, then gently tore it into pieces and let the wind blow them away.

"I don't recognize this good fate."

Su Chaoxi followed Yan Angge to the destination of this trip, and the journey took about two days.

In the second half, no more blind monks came to spoil the fun.

They came to Anzhou, Tai'an City.

The city wall here is quite tall, enough to resist the harassment and invasion of monsters.

Tai'an City is not the capital of Anzhou, but because it is close to the capital, it has developed quite well.

Yan Ange looked at her hometown which she had been away from for a long time, her expression a little dazed, and she whispered softly in Su Chaoxi's ear.

"This is my hometown."

"Pretty good." Su Chaoxi looked around the city. Compared with Cangzhou, the climate in Anzhou was slightly more humid.

"Senior sister, you are from Anzhou." Su Chaoxi smiled. "Isn't the largest sect in Anzhou the Biwu Sect?"

"How did you become the Saint of Cangzhou Qinglan Sect?"

"Former Saint." Yan Ange corrected Su Chaoxi's mistake.

"The Biwu Sect's training is not suitable for me."

"That's true. They are a bunch of crazy people who do body modification." When Su Chaoxi thought of the beautiful Senior Sister Yan, his arms turned into two bear paws.

The scene was so beautiful that he dared not look at it.

"Don't say that when you enter Anzhou. There are many disciples of the Biwu Sect." Yan Ange smiled and warned him quickly.

When they got close to the city gate, the two men dismounted and walked as requested.

You need to be checked when entering the city.

Su Chaoxi carefully discovered that the inspection positions that were originally supposed to be in charge of by the Tang guards were all replaced by monks wearing the clothes of the Biwu Sect.

This also happened in many cities in Cangzhou.

These two major sects began to tacitly erode the power of the Tang Empire.

The city lords of these cities must have had their power suppressed by the sect, or in other words, they may have already become part of the sect.

The monks of the Biwu Sect are not friendly towards independent cultivators and their patrols are very careful. If an independent cultivator does not cooperate, he will be beaten.

But they are relatively peaceful towards mortals and don't make things too difficult for them.

Su Chaoxi, who was at the back of the team, caught the attention of the guard at the door with his Qinglan Sect clothes.

"Are you a cultivator from the Qinglan Sect?"

As soon as these words were spoken, many casual cultivators and mortals turned their heads to look at the appearance of this cultivator who was known as the number one sect in Cangzhou.

"That's right." Su Chaoxi responded with a fist.

"Fellow Daoist Youzong, what brings you to Tai'an City?" A man came up to him with a smile on his face.

Su Chaoxi and Yan Ange enjoyed the treatment of queue-jumping again.

In a world where the strong prey on the weak, the rules have blurred their boundaries.

"I'm from Tai'an, and my husband accompanied me here to visit relatives." This time it was Yan Angge who spoke first. The title of husband made Su Chaoxi stunned for a moment, and he subconsciously looked at Yan Angge.

Yan Ange calmly put his arm around him, and the two of them had a close relationship.

"So you are Tai'an's son-in-law, welcome, welcome." The monk from the Biwu Sect politely arranged for the two to enter.

"My name is Hong'an. If Tai'an encounters any problem, you can come to the Biwu Sect monks."

"Thank you very much."

"It's all for Youzong, you're welcome."

In this way, the two entered the city of Tai'an.

Su Chaoxi knew that there was indeed some kind of hidden alliance between the Qinglan Sect and the Biwu Sect.

Therefore, privately, the relationship between the disciples of the two sects is quite harmonious.

"Senior Sister, am I your husband?" Su Chaoxi smiled and looked at Yan Ange who was wearing a veil.

"What's wrong? You're lucky." Yan Angge's pretty face turned slightly red, and she gently hit Su Chaoxi.

"Do me a favor and play the role of my Taoist partner."

"What's the benefit of that?" Su Chaoxi joked as he looked at Yan Ange who was holding his hand tightly.

"What are the benefits? Didn't you know it a long time ago?" Yan Ange looked at Su Chaoxi with her beautiful eyes. "That matter still counts."

She opened her red lips slightly, and the words that came out of her made Su Chaoxi distracted again.

That thing is indeed very tempting.

"Then where are we going? Where is senior sister's home?" Su Chaoxi coughed and tried to change the subject.

"Hmph, you cowardly guy." Yan Ange snorted and pointed to a more prosperous area in the inner city.

"My house is inside."

"I didn't expect that my senior sister's family is a wealthy family." Su Chaoxi sighed.

"Just better than ordinary people." Yan Ange said lightly.

Chapter 69: Yan Ange's Two Mothers

But in fact, what Yan Angge said about being better than ordinary people is not just that much better.

When Yan Ange brought him to her house, Su Chaoxi saw a magnificent three-story courtyard with two stone lions guarding the door.

The plaque above the stone lion reads "Yan Mansion".

"Is your father an official of the imperial court?" Su Chaoxi asked. He noticed that there was a dragon flag of the Tang Dynasty on the plaque.

Although it is a dragon flag, Su Chaoxi always feels that the dragon depicted on the Tang Dragon Flag is more like a twisted evil god.

"Yes, he is the county magistrate." Yan Ange nodded and came to the door of her house. She was a little homesick.

Instead, he felt a little uncomfortable and was unwilling to take a step forward for a long time.

Just standing with Su Chaoxi not far from home.

"Senior Sister, how long have you not been back?" Su Chaoxi could understand her emotions and was not in a hurry. He stood with her as punishment.

"It's been a long time." Yan Ange replied in a low voice. "I haven't been home since the accident in Shanhai."

“I always feel that my expectations have been let down.”

Feeling that the atmosphere was a bit subtle, Su Chaoxi started jokingly: "Senior Sister, you suddenly said that I am your Taoist partner. I hope your father and mother will not come up and beat me up."

"You haven't even talked to them."

Su Chaoxi's words made Yan Ange burst out laughing: "Are you afraid?"

"I'm not afraid. I can run."

"Don't worry, they have always respected my ideas." Yan Ange replied.

"Besides, you're pretty strong too." Yan Ange didn't finish what he wanted to say.

"What am I supporting?" Su Chaoxi asked.

At this time, a middle-aged woman walked towards them and interrupted their conversation.

"But Miss Ange?"

Through the veil, the woman was not sure.

"It's me, wet nurse." Yan Ange quickly took off her veil, revealing her pretty face.

"It's true, Miss Ange." The middle-aged woman hugged Yan Ange.

"That's what I was saying. Why did you cover such a pretty face with a veil? I couldn't recognize her after looking at her for so long."

"Miss, you haven't been back for a long time."

"Yes, it's been a long time." Yan Ange had a smile on her pretty face, and she was not averse to physical contact with her at all.

"Then go in quickly. Madam and Master will be happy to see you." The middle-aged woman grabbed Yan Ange and was about to take her in.

Turning around, I saw the handsome and talented Su Chaoxi.

"Who is this? Could this be the uncle?"

"Yeah." Yan Ange nodded embarrassedly.

Su Chaoxi raised his hand and greeted: "Hello."

The wet nurse smiled, grabbed one of them with one hand, and pulled the two into the mansion.

"Then let's go in together and let the mistress and master see the son-in-law."

As soon as they entered the Yan Mansion, many servants recognized Miss Yan, a big shot in Qinglan Sect.

He knelt down and bowed quickly: "Greetings, young lady."

The noise alarmed Yan Suqing, the prefect of Tai'an Prefecture, who was meeting with guests.

"Making such a noise is so disgraceful." Yan Suqing came out and scolded the servants in a stern tone.

He was wearing a black official uniform, had a long beard, and looked like a scholar.

When he turned around, he saw his eldest daughter, Yan Ange, who had been away from home for a long time.

She stood there gracefully and bowed to herself.

"I met my father."

"An, Ange?" Yan Suqing's voice became gentle.

"Angel, you're back?"

A smile appeared on Yan Suqing's serious old face.

Until he saw the man next to his daughter.

That smile disappeared again.