The lovely wife is a vicious female supporting role?

But before that, we have to cure this guy.

He gently stroked Ji Huanglian's head while she was eating.

Then she impatiently knocked it down.

"Hahahahaha."

Ji Huanglian and Zhao Qian lived this tiresome life.

Cultivation is boring, not to mention that Zhao Qian is walking on a path that no one has ever walked before.

When it comes to the important organs in his body, Zhao Qian can only operate carefully.

Especially the lungs and liver, which are important parts that provide oxygen and help metabolism respectively.

Not to mention the kidneys and heart, which are even more heavyweight.

You have to be careful with it.

However, the benefits of strengthening my stomach and intestines have gradually become apparent.

My digestion speed has become faster, and the spiritual fruit I eat after meals can be digested quickly, and then the wood-attributed spiritual energy can be extracted.

Moreover, the spiritual energy refined after undergoing body metabolism is more docile and easier to control.

This was a pleasant surprise for him.

I can only say that it was the right decision to strengthen my intestines!

So strike while the iron is hot and strengthen your liver today!

After all, when you strengthen the stomach, you are also indirectly strengthening the liver, so strengthening yourself can achieve twice the result with half the effort.

As he gradually transferred the wood-attributed spiritual power into his liver, he gradually felt the fatigue from staying up late slowly subsiding.

It was not until the morning when it had fully strengthened that he saw the sun rising slightly in the east.

And the fatigue of the night seemed to have not appeared on him.

“Is this what it is after being strengthened?”

If I give myself a bunch of mobile games, I might be able to play them 24 hours a day!

And just after he finished breakfast.

Then an uninvited guest came.

Aunt Han, dressed lightly, arrived at Zhao Qian's place early.

But An Xinran did not follow.

"I wonder if Aunt Han has anything to ask you?"

Zhao Qian thought that something big happened in Anping and called An Xinran.

"Please come to the city for a chat..."

Having said this, she looked at Zhao Qian deeply.

"The mayor's wife invites you."

Zhao Qian was stunned when he heard this.

The city lord’s wife.

Isn’t that An Xinran’s mother? Why is she looking for me?

Chapter 29 The Hanged Man.

When Zhao Qian followed Aunt Han, they arrived at the gate of the An Mansion.

But what puzzled him was that he didn't seem to see much other people.

He remembered that there were still gatekeepers at the An Mansion. Are they all slacking off?

But when he walked into the door, he realized that he was worrying too much.

"Ah, what are you doing here, Brother An? Performance art?"

The corner of Zhao Qian's mouth twitched. Looking at An Ping who was tied in front of the door, he was at a loss.

What is this guy doing here?

Anping looked at him, then curled his lips slightly without looking away.

Zhao Qian looked in the direction where Anping was pouting and saw a white-haired old Taoist sitting on the ground.

Zhao Qian recognized this person. Anping had previously said that he wanted to solve his own problems with him.

But then he thought of the martial arts book he was practicing.

He came to Cang Yan gently and said, "Senior..."

The old Taoist Cang Yan shuddered, then said: "What are you doing? I don't know anything. I'm just a gatekeeper."

Ah this.

The corner of Zhao Qian's mouth twitched, and he protected his foodie behind him.

These two must be mentally ill, they are acting as door gods through the door.

Anping, who was hanging above, couldn't bear to watch any longer.

"You bastard Cangyan, take a good look at who it is. You're the only one who's acting like a senior!"

He was so disappointed with his wife that when his wife came back, no one from any family in the city would dare to come to the An Mansion.

The old Taoist Cangyan opened his eyes slightly and saw that it was the young man from before, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I was so scared, I thought it was your wife again."

Anping didn't say anything either. What a joke. The old Taoist Cangyan said casually. If he dared to say it, he would probably be tied up and put in a house.

"Master, I'm going down."

Aunt Han spoke formally to Anping above.

Anping's face suddenly had three black lines on it. How could he not know that it was his wife who arranged this to deliberately make him angry?

"Brother An, what about me?"

"Go, go, go find Xinran and ask her to plead for me. Maybe it will be of some use."

Anping sent him away.

My wife loves our daughter the most. If I had let my daughter beg for mercy, I might not have to hang on for so long.

The last time I was hung like this for half a month, and I lost all my face during that half a month!

Zhao Qian nodded and then walked inside.

As for Anping's wife, he didn't know where to visit her, and it would look bad if he was impolite.

After a while, he arrived outside An Xinran's cabin. The girl inside was practicing with a long sword. As she danced with the sword moves, a faint flame appeared on the sword's edge.

The golden pattern was so beautiful when reflected by the sword moves and the sun.

Zhao Qian did not interrupt the girl's sword practice.

With each sword move, the fire-attributed spiritual energy in the courtyard gradually became thicker.

"rise!"

The girl shouted, and the long sword in her hand, which was one and a half meters long, began to fly.

The fire-attributed spiritual energy gradually condensed on the sword edge.

"go with!"

The girl swung her sword lightly, and a flaming sword energy instantly shot up into the sky from the tip of the sword.

After the sword energy soared into the sky, it slowly dissipated when it reached a certain height.

However, for a person in the Qi training stage to be able to do such a thing is already very difficult.

After all, only in the later stages of Qi training can the spiritual energy leave the body three meters away.

Bang bang bang bang!

Zhao Qian clapped his hands and walked into her courtyard.

"It seems that your training is quite good."

He congratulated the girl.

"Hey, you, why are you here?"

The girl was slightly startled, then spoke a little embarrassedly.

I just finished practicing sword skills and I’m all sweaty. How embarrassing!

"Your Aunt Han found me and told me that your mother wanted to see me, so I had no choice but to come and have a meal."

Eh? !

An Xinran was stunned. How come he didn't know that his mother wanted to see him?

But when she thought about her father's current condition, she understood why she didn't know.

She sighed. What could she say about her own father?

If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have done it in the first place. I told my father about it at that time.

"Wait for me, I'll go change my clothes."

The girl was wearing brown training clothes at this time, so she looked much more stable.

Zhao Qian nodded. He was not in a hurry about this matter.

After a while the girl walked out of the room.

However, what Zhao Qian did not expect was that she was not wearing the purple long skirt that she usually wore, but a mix of red and purple.

Just like the setting sun.

"How's it going? Does it look good?"

The girl spun around in front of him and asked a little shyly.

"Ahem, that's pretty good."

Zhao Qian's face turned slightly red. He was stunned for a moment just now. He felt so guilty.

However, after practicing, my charm has definitely improved.

Zhao Qian looked at An Xinran who was pulling him to meet her mother.

At this time, she had slightly lost her childish aura, and a hint of fairy-like aura and mature charm began to brew on her face.

Zhao Qian smiled slightly.

Of course, he certainly didn’t notice that Ji Huanglian, who was following behind him, had a slightly darker face.

Then he suddenly thought of something. "Oh, by the way, Brother An asked me to tell you to talk to your mother and ask for mercy for him."

An Xinran was stunned for a moment, then snorted.

"No, I warned him at the time, but he wanted to drink it himself."

Ah, well, it seems like Brother An can only wish for the best.

Zhao Qian mourned silently in his heart.

After a while, the three of them arrived at a courtyard in the backyard.

It is surrounded by water and mountains, and there is also a green bamboo forest.

I can only say that this is worthy of being the city lord’s mansion, and the backyard is the main venue. But why would An Xinran live in the front yard?

Although he was very confused about this question, Zhao Qian didn't think much about it because he would soon meet An Xinran's mother.

Sure enough, I saw Aunt Han standing outside the house.

"Auntie Han!"

An Xinran smiled and greeted the person who had seen her grow up.