My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult Chapter 168

Dongluoguan, seal the magic well.

Zhao Qingmei sat in the well and looked up.

You can clearly see the blue sky from the bottom of the magic well, and the faint sunlight is sloping down, and just looking at it makes people feel warm.

The air of freedom makes people yearn for it.

And in that free land, there are more important people waiting for her.

Not long after, a wooden man fell from the well with a food box hanging from his body.

Zhao Qingmei picked up the food box, which contained a white note and a bottle of medicine pill.

"The red face is drunk, the poison powder newly refined by the Poison King is colorless and tasteless, and it is difficult for the masters to detect."

Zhao Qingmei glanced at the blank paper in her hand, and thought to herself.

Even if Hongyanzui is such a strange poison, she has to be careful. After all, Nan Weiping may be a master in the realm of the great master. Although there is no one in ten at present, who knows if she will detect this poison.

Once found, all efforts will be in vain.

Thinking of this, Zhao Qingmei took out the slight red face and sprinkled it on the roast chicken and dishes.

The amount of such subtle drugs is very small, and Hongyanzui itself is colorless and non-toxic, which further reduces the possibility of Nan Weiping's detection.

If it doesn't work once, it will be poisoned many times.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Qingmei came to the cave with the food box.

"Why are you only here now?"

Nan Weiping's eyes lit up when she saw the food box in Zhao Qingmei's hand.

"Give."

Zhao Qingmei directly threw the food box in her hand to Nan Weiping.

Nan Weiping caught the food box, and the iron chain made a rubbing sound, and her eyes looked straight at Zhao Qingmei, "Little girl, you won't poison it, right?"

Zhao Qingmei said lightly, "No."

The tone did not fluctuate in the slightest, and it was as calm as water.

"I don't believe it, you have to try it first and show it to the old man."

Nan Weiping didn't believe Zhao Qingmei, so she threw the food box back in her hand.

Zhao Qingmei didn't speak, just sat down and took a few bites in front of Nan Weiping without hesitation.

"Okay."

Nan Weiping felt relieved when she saw this, and immediately devoured it.

With such an appearance, it is hard to imagine that he is a master of the cultivation base of a great master.

Zhao Qingmei sat quietly by the side, and took out a pen and paper at will.

She was also a little nervous in her heart. She wondered if Nan Weiping had noticed the drunken girl. After a long time, seeing that she didn't respond, she was slightly relieved.

It seems that it is right to put in a small amount of rosy intoxication.

After eating and drinking, Nan Weiping spit out a long mouthful with a satisfied look on her face, then glanced at Zhao Qingmei and said, "What are you writing?"

"Journal."

Zhao Qingmei said lightly.

"Journal?"

Nan Weiping was a little incomprehensible, and asked doubtfully, "I don't know what this is, but don't you covet the treasure in this cave?"

"Treasure? What treasure?"

Zhao Qingmei stopped writing in her hand.

She has been thinking about how to get out of this magic well, but she never thought that this magic well is the retreat of the demon sect leader, and it should have some magical effect.

Nan Weiping looked at the surrounding walls and said, "You should have obtained the "Magic Tome of Jiuyou Purgatory" from Wu Jiaming. Above this cave are the insights and experiences of the ancestors of the demon religion, and even the demons. The pen and ink left by the Patriarch will be of great benefit to your cultivation."

Wu Jiaming was the eighth-generation Demon Sect leader.

When Zhao Qingmei heard Nan Weiping's words, she picked up Huozhezi and looked at the wall of the cave.

With the help of the faint light of the fire, it was clear that there were really crooked word marks on the wall of this cave.

Looking closely, most of them are the experience of the "Nine Serenity Purgatory Magic Book", and there are some arbitrary insights.

Looking at those words, Zhao Qingmei couldn't help narrowing her eyes into a gap, and after careful consideration, she did have a new understanding of the content of "Nine Serenity Purgatory Magic Tome".

You must know that the sect leaders have always been extremely talented people. Each of them has a deep understanding of the "Nine Serenity Purgatory Magic Book", and each generation summarizes and studies based on the experience of the previous generation.

Even the "Nine Serenity Purgatory Magic Book" has been continuously improved and deduced. Compared with the original version, there have been obvious changes.

Nan Weiping, who was on the side, saw this, and a ray of light flashed in his eyes.

As long as people who practice the "Nine Serenity Refinement Magic Tome", they will naturally be immersed in it when they see the content above.

Zhao Qingmei looked at the words on the stone wall, and unknowingly fell into it, until she read all the words on the stone wall, and then gradually recovered.

"there are words"

Just when Zhao Qingmei retracted her eyes, she suddenly found that there were words on the stone wall, and she couldn't help murmured: "The devil is in the heart, and the Buddha is in the void."

Nan Weiping's turbid eyes had a hint of meaning, and said: "This is left by the ancestor of the demon sect. If you want to make this "Nine Serenity Purgatory Magic Tome" to the highest level, you can only enter the devil."

Zhao Qingmei frowned: "Enchanted?"

Somehow, when she heard these two words, she felt that the blood in her body was boiling, as if it was a primitive instinct.

Nan Weiping said faintly: "If you don't enter the devil, how can you see the true self, and only if you are willing to enter the devil can you realize the true self."

"So, the devil is the real me."

Zhao Qingmei seemed to have thought of something, and she suddenly became enlightened. At the same time, the shackles that had been troubled for a long time were loosened.

Nan Weiping glanced at Zhao Qingmei in amazement, and secretly said in her heart: This little girl is really savvy.

Just by looking at the experience in this cave, you will be able to understand some mysteries.

Along the way of the Demon Sect, the sword went slanted, and the cultivation base grew extremely rapidly, unlike Xuanmen and Buddhism, who fought steadily and steadily.

To practice the martial arts of the Demon Sect, the higher the cultivation level, the more detached the state of mind will be.

Once enchanted, his cultivation has risen to an unimaginable realm.

In this cave, there are not only the imprints left by the ancestors of the magic way, but also the magic energy of what they did. Feeling the mystery in it can help them enter the magic.

However, since the loss of the "Magic Book of Jiuyou Purgatory", no one from the Demon Sect has reached the realm of true immersion, so even if the Xuanmen is divided, the Demon Sect has never been able to stand on the top of the rivers and lakes.

Zhao Qingmei sat down slowly, feeling something strange in her arms, and immediately took the paper figure out.

"In this world, men are sinful and unreliable."

Nan Weiping saw this with a hint of mockery on the corner of her mouth.

She also often saw Zhao Qingmei playing with the paper figurines in her hands.

"For you, maybe it is."

Zhao Qingmei looked at the paper figurine in front of her, and there was a subconscious smile on the corner of her mouth.

This is Nan Weiping seeing Zhao Qingmei's smile, she couldn't help but secretly said: What a handsome girl, but it's a pity, she has to like a man.

"It doesn't take you half a year to seal the magic well, the man has already changed his mind." Nan Weiping said.

Zhao Qingmei glanced at Nan Weiping, "I won't worry about the impossible."

Nan Weiping shook her head, looked at Zhao Qingmei with pity, and said, "It's useless if you don't believe in it, people are unpredictable, especially when it comes to love, there's a world of difference between you being by his side and not being by his side. "

"If one day you find out that he has changed his mind, what will you do?"

Zhao Qingmei played with it for a while, then put away the paper figurine, and gently touched the mandarin duck knife around her waist with her jade-like palm, and murmured, "I will tell him how much I love him with practical actions."

Nan Weiping was stunned for a moment when she saw this, and then she laughed.

Zhao Qingmei ignored Nan Weiping, then sat down and continued writing the diary

Zhao State, the capital of the king.

There are many high-rise buildings on the street, and the buildings are also beautiful. Compared with the Jade Capital City, it is a little less prosperous, but it is a little more solemn and solemn.

Next to an unpretentious, ancient attic, there was nothing but a middle-aged man cleaning with a broom.

His movements are neither fast nor slow, well-organized, and the expression on his face is even more patient, and the movement of his arms is natural and has its own charm.

Is it

As if sensing something, the pupil of the middle-aged man who was cleaning shrank violently and looked at the door of the attic.

"Squeak-!"

At this time, the door in the pavilion slowly opened.

The dust light appeared, as if it had been silent for a long time.

I saw an old man in a green shirt walking out. He squinted at the dazzling sunlight above his head, enjoying the long-lost warmth.

He staggered, hunched his back, as if the old man would enter the soil at any moment.

"Seven years have passed in a flash."

"Elder Jin, are you out?"

When the middle-aged man cleaning saw the old man, his voice trembled.

For seven years, he delivered three meals a day, followed by cleaning in the courtyard. Everyone waited every day, and now he was finally looking forward to the exit in front of him.

He left the border, which means that his cultivation base has stagnated again?

"Be careful."

Jin Lao looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Is this world okay now?"

Is this world all right now?

The middle-aged man was silent for a while, and said, "Old Jin was right in what he said back then, Houjin's Holy Master is very ambitious, and now he has full wings and begins to show his minions, and the Houjin envoy has now secretly arrived at Yunta, and is in the process of Discuss with the people from the Black Ice Terrace."

"Now the chaos is growing, and I don't know what the future situation will be like."

Old Jin sighed. He visited the Holy Master Jin after visiting the Daxue Mountain. This man's ambitions were very secretive and hidden, but there was still a clue.

Yan and Zhao have hated each other for a long time, and they both regard each other as mortal enemies.

As long as you develop with peace of mind, and when the later Jinbing is strong and horses are strong, go north and unite with the Zhao Kingdom to swallow the swallows, and once the ancestral land is lucky, great things can be accomplished.

Now everything is going smoothly, and it seems to be going according to the situation of the post-Golden Holy Master.

"What about Zhao Guo and Dayan?" Old Jin continued to ask.

Yu Shenci continued: "With Qi Wushuang, the needle of the sea god, the Black Ice Terrace still controls the situation stably, Dayan has many changes, the Taiping Emperor seems to have failed to break through the shackles and is recovering from his injuries. Yan, the Shinichi Sect doesn't say much, but the Demon Sect is just around the corner."

When Old Jin heard this, his tone rose slightly: "The Emperor Taiping!?"

Yu Shenci nodded and said, "I don't know if this is true or not, but now there are many factions in the court of Dayan, and Lu Guoyong claims that he cannot go to court. The second prince and the prince are fighting openly and secretly.

A figure involuntarily appeared in Old Jin's mind.

The world is peaceful, how can the world be peaceful? Only unity can be peaceful. The young man who dared to rebel in his twenties is now in his 60s, and his cultivation base has reached the top of the world without realizing it. Shackles failed.

Yu Shenci bowed and continued: "There is also Xiao Qianqiu, the headmaster of the Zhenyi Sect, who went down the mountain a few days ago. According to the information that has been obtained, it seems that it is for the Guigu Sect and the mind of the Daluo Sect, and then with the Guigu Sect. Gate Lou Xiangzhen dueled in Yuanhu Lake, Lou Xiangzhen entered the sixth realm, and Xiao Qianqiu, who was a true teacher, hit him with a sword, although he did not die, but the general situation was broken."

When Jin Lao heard this, there was a glimmer of light in his eyes, and he said softly: "Xiao Qianqiu, that young man, has infinite possibilities, in him I can see the style of the ascetic cultivator of the Xuanmen, the general trend is broken, it may not be a piece of bad thing."

"This world is really lively."

Jin Lao sighed with emotion, and then thought of something, "What happened to Lou Xiangquan?"

Yu Shenci frowned and said, "After Lou Xiangzhen was rescued by the ghost swordsman, there was no news. Now only the ghost swordsman knows the news."

Jin Lao asked, "Who is this ghost swordsman?"

He was a little unfamiliar with this name.

In seven years, could there be a very terrifying master in this arena?

Yu Shen said: "He is a swordsman who has risen in the past year, and he is a descendant of the Daluo faction. Not long ago, he killed the two masters of the Zhenyi Sect and a peak master, and even defeated the Tianjian Cui Daoxian. , but also a"

"etc!"

Old Jin suddenly interrupted Yu Shenci's words, and frowned, "What kind of sword do you think he is holding?"

Yu Shenci quickly replied, "Suppressing Evil Sword."

Old Jin breathed for a while and said, "Is it the Evil Suppressing Sword guarding the seal?"

Yu Shenci nodded and said: "Yes, it is said that this ghost swordsman took one of the six clones of the Zhenxie Sword from Faxi Temple."

When Old Jin heard this, he seemed stunned.

Da Zhou Yunlong has appeared, Da Zhou really has royal blood and can make Zhenxie Sword recognize the master

Yu Shenci has followed the old man for more than 40 years, and he rarely sees him so absent-minded, and he doesn't speak at the moment

After a long time, Jin Lao Cai said: "It's time to go to Dayan."

The battle of Yuanhu was abuzz among the rivers and lakes.

Xiao Qianqiu returned to Zhenyi Mountain to retreat and recover from his injuries. It was rumored that he had an epiphany, but Lou Xiangzhen, the new No. 1 swordsman in the world, suddenly disappeared, as if he had evaporated from the world.

Some people say that Lou Xiangzhen is the head of the Guigu Sect. Since ancient times, none of the Guigu sects have a good end, so he must have consumed his essence and died.

Some people say that Lou Xiangzhen is really recovering from his injuries now.

People in the world are talking a lot, and they are all guessing each other, and no one can come up with strong evidence.

And the only person in the world who knew the specific news about Lou Xiangzhen was the Ghost Swordsman.

Ghost Swordsman is notoriously mysterious in the arena, and few people in the world have seen his true appearance, let alone know his whereabouts.

For a time, there were different opinions on the rivers and lakes.

Lingnan Road, above the Canglang River.

The white clouds are long, the sky is blue, and the sun is just right at this time, shimmering on the water.

A huge passenger ship came from north to south, the captain was six feet long, and it was divided into two floors.

At this time, there were several people standing on the lower deck, including some merchants, scholars, and scattered people from all over the world.

Among them, the figures of a man and a woman are extremely eye-catching. The man is like a walking mountain of meat, with two stubby legs and a big round belly, more like a staggering duck. It was about to burst, and his eyes were the size of green beans.

And the woman on the side is like a water tank, the top and bottom are all wide and thin.

No matter how you look at it, they are a perfect pair.

"Little Marquis and Fang Nvxia, you are really a match made in heaven."

"At a glance, you can tell that Fang Nuxia has the appearance of a prosperous husband."

"Little Marquis is wise and talented, only Fang Nuxia is worthy of it."

"Yeah yeah."

All the people around laughed slyly.

These two are not others, it is Qiu Lun and Fang Jinxiu.

It is also extremely difficult for the two to hide their identities, and they are eye-catching wherever they go.

When Fang Jinxiu heard the congratulations from the people around her, her face flushed, and her hands were just clutching Qiu Lun's arms, looking a little overwhelmed.

Qiu Lun was also overjoyed in his heart, and said arrogantly: "Today, everyone has a good drink. Since we are destined to be on the same boat, then I, Qiu, will pay for the cost of the boat."

When everyone heard this, they smiled even more, and they were just saying a few words that didn't hurt.

At this moment, An Jing was standing at the far side of the deck, originally in the infinitely beautiful scenery on both sides of the strait, and then he heard the noisy voice and looked over.

When he saw Fang Jinxiu beside Qiu Lun, he was a little stunned.

"Perhaps this is Xi Shi in the eyes of a lover."

An Jing shook his head.

After he left the Northern Wilderness Road, he went all the way north, and he had to go through this waterway to reach the city of Bu.

Although the black flood dragon can control the sky, it has to consume the true qi in the inner elixir. After the building elephant shook away, An Jing did not dare to consume too much true energy in the black flood dragon. After walking in the sky for a while, he drove the black flood dragon into the water. , himself on a merchant ship.

At this time, Qiu Lun and Fang Jinxiu walked over side by side, An Jing turned around and continued to watch the waves surging.

Fang Jinxiu said with some distress: "Qiu Lang, what you just said was too generous. There are at least thirty or fifty people in this boat. They need a lot of money to drink and eat."

My sister Fang is really virtuous.

When Qiu Lun heard Fang Jinxiu's words, he immediately smiled and said, "Sister Fang doesn't need to think about it. We made a lot of money at the opening of Yuanhu this time. This mere tens of taels of silver is nothing."

"Besides, if they give me face, why do I have to give them gold."

gold

When An Jing heard this, he couldn't help coughing twice, "cough cough"

"Who?"

Qiu Lun and Fang Jinxiu were both startled, only to realize that there was a man wearing a black robe beside him.

"It's okay, you continue."

An Jing waved his hand, and then walked towards the distance.

"etc."

Qiu Lun stopped An Jing, his mung bean-sized eyes widened, "Brother, you don't know me anymore? It's me!"

Others don't know Ghost Swordsman, but Qiu Lun has seen him several times and is very familiar with his figure.

An Jing said lightly, "I'm not your big brother."

"Brother, have you forgotten the days when we shared weal and woe in the Thunder Pond? How can you be so ruthless?"

When Qiu Lun heard An Jing's words, he immediately pretended to wipe away his tears.

An Jing raised his brows and said, "Aren't you afraid that Zhenyi will trouble you?"

Now he is a scourge nominated by the Shinichi Sect, and those who befriend him in the rivers and lakes undoubtedly offend Shinichi Sect.

Moreover, the Shinichi Religion is also the state religion, and it also has a great prestige above the court.

"You are my eldest brother!" Qiu Lun's eyes widened, and he hurriedly said, "Our brother's friendship is worth thousands of dollars."

This kid is an acting school, he almost made Lao Tzu miserable, and now it's like a **** plaster, there is absolutely nothing good.

An Jing watched Qiu Lun's affectionate performance, and sneered inwardly, then stretched out his hand and said, "Brother, your hands are a little tight recently."

When Qiu Lun heard this, he quickly put his hand in the palm of An Jing's palm, "Brother, I used to have a tight hand, but after I don't need it, it doesn't matter anymore."

As he waved, the fat on his face trembled.

An Jing quickly waved Qiu Lun's hand away, "You are really a grandson of a turtle."

With that said, he walked towards the cabin on the second floor.

Qiu Lun looked at An Jing's back, and hurriedly shouted, "Brother, Jinxiu and I are planning to get married in July this year, don't forget to come, this money can't be ignored."

As if An Jing didn't hear it, the wind was blowing under his feet, and he went straight back to his room.

Fang Jinxiu on the side was a little puzzled: "Qiu Lang, is this ghost swordsman really?"

She had never heard Qiu Lun say that he had such a deep friendship with the ghost swordsman.

Qiu Lun took a deep breath and said with emotion, "Yes, he is my eldest brother, and Lou Xiangzhen is my grandfather. I don't have any special advantages. I just observe filial piety and value friendship."

On the river, the cabin.

An Jing sat cross-legged on the bed, and the Zhenxie Sword was placed in front of his knees.

He kept thinking about the battle that day in his mind, and he seemed to have a different perception each time, but he knew that he was still a long way from the threshold of the sixth realm, let alone reaching the sixth realm.

Time passed, and before you knew it, it was already late at night.

"The sixth realm is really difficult."

An Jing took a deep breath and looked at the blood on the Zhenxie Sword in his hand.

At this moment, the blood on the sword became more and more active, as if it was about to rush out of the sword.

"This blood is a little weird"

An Jing looked at the blood, and always felt that the blood seemed to have a trace of spirituality, not a dead thing.

I always felt that the blood would suddenly rush out of the sword.

"Um!?"

Suddenly, a small voice came from An Jing's ear.

Since his cultivation reached the half-step grandmaster, his ear strength, hearing, and induction of qi have all been greatly improved.

"Whizzing!"

In a blink of an eye, An Jing's body disappeared from the cabin and came to the deck.

At this time, the river was deserted and silent, and only the passenger ship was heading forward.

A figure in black appeared on the deck. The figure was agile and elegant, and there was almost no sound when his toes stepped on the deck.

And the figure is extremely fast, like a gust of wind passing by.

"It smells so good, it should be this room."

The man landed at the door of Fang Jinxiu's room, and then took a deep breath, as if immersed in it.

An Jing hid in the distance to see this scene. Could it be that this person is Qiu Lun, but it shouldn't be. This figure is completely different, and he doesn't have to sneak in sneakily.

Just when An Jing was thinking about it, the man had unknowingly entered Fang Jinxiu's room.

This vigorous posture and familiar technique

"Could it be the flower-picking thief?"

An Jing shook his head, "Generally, flower-picking thieves should step on the spot, how could they be so reckless?"

Not to mention what Fang Jinxiu looks like, she is also a master with a good cultivation base, and ordinary flower thieves are not her opponents.

"There are flower thieves!"

As expected, Fang Jinxiu's coquettish voice came.

The next moment, the figure rushed out of Fang Jinxiu's room in a hurry, holding a red apron in his hand.

"Where to go!?"

Hearing Fang Jinxiu's voice, Qiu Lun rushed out in a rage, and greeted the flower thief with a punch.

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"

The flower thief's cultivation base was not as good as Qiu Lun's, but his movement skills were excellent.

"Stop for me!"

When Qiu Lun saw this, a pair of mung bean-sized eyes were bloodshot, and quickly chased after him.

I have to say that the flower thief's movement is so fast that people are amazed by it.

"Brother, stop this man."

Qiu Lun couldn't catch up, and at a glance he saw An Jing standing beside him.

Under the dim light, An Jing also saw the flower thief, and immediately frowned.

This person is actually very handsome, with clear eyes like water, a fair complexion, long and dense eyelashes slightly rolled up, covering a pair of bright and deep eyes, his facial features seem to be more delicate than women.

"What a handsome little white face!"

An Jing secretly said, and then stretched out his palm and grabbed the man's collar.

"I'm leaving, who can stop me?"

The flower thief shook his apron and was about to jump into the river, when he suddenly felt a tightness behind his back, and a palm had grabbed his collar and lifted him up.

"you!"

The flower thief looked at An Jing behind him in astonishment.

quick!

It's so fast!

When he couldn't even react, the black-robed man grabbed himself.

This person is at least a half-step master, or a master at the master level.

"You are so brave!"

At this moment, Qiu Lun strode over, grabbed the flower picker, and snatched the belly pocket in his hand.

At this time, Fang Jinxiu also walked over quickly, staring at the flower thief, "You actually want to eat my mother's tofu!?"

"you"

The moment the flower thief saw Fang Jinxiu, it was like a bolt from the blue.

I actually went to her room to steal the apron, no wonder it felt so huge, like a cloak

"Brother, fortunately you showed up in time."

Qiu Lun said gratefully to An Jing, then looked at the flower thief, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and said viciously: "This son can't stay! There can't be a little white face that is whiter than me in this world."

An Jing: "??"

are you white?

Shouldn't that be what I said?

"I was wrong."

The flower thief was like a concubine in mourning, "A few masters let me go. If I knew it would be like this, if you kill me, I won't steal it."

Speaking of this, he saw the killing intent in Qiu Lun's small eyes, and then realized something, and quickly closed his mouth.

Qiu Lun drew the long knife in his hand and pressed it against the neck of the flower picker: "Tell me, how do you want to die?"

The flower thief collapsed directly to the ground and cried out, "Leave me alone, and I will repay you by being a cow and a horse in the future."

Its voice is a little sharp, and it sounds very harsh.

An Jing said lightly: "Then you should die."

The flower thief was stunned for a while, why should he die as a cow or a horse?

"what?"

Qiu Lun suddenly felt a little strange, and asked in a condensed voice, "Your boy's voice is strange, could it be that there are no big birds?"

An Jing frowned when he heard this, and grabbed the flower thief's wrist with his palm, and found that his body was weak with yang and strong with yin.

He is clearly a man, but there is more yin in his body than yang.

"What is your name?"

An Jing asked.

The flower thief also seemed to know that An Jing had the highest strength and the most useful words. He replied honestly, "My name is Zhuo Yuchang."

When Qiu Lun heard this, he suddenly realized: "You are Zhuo Yuchang, the famous hand in the world."

The saint Zhuo Yuchang is a well-known flower-picking thief in the arena.

"It's down."

Zhuo Yuchang said with a sad face.

Qiu Lun looked at the little white face in front of him, "You're useless, and you're still a flower thief?"

"What's wrong with no bird?"

When Zhuo Yuchang heard this, his eyes widened and he retorted: "Although I have no use for birds, why should I yearn for this thousand flowers?"

Perhaps it was because of some emotional fluctuations, Zhuo Yuchang's voice was uncontrollable again, and it broke.

Qiu Lun scratched the back of his head, "But you have no use for birds, how do you pick flowers?"

Zhuo Yuchang was very unhappy with Qiu Lun's words, and immediately said: "Don't open your mouth and shut your mouth, it's useless for birds, some people have birds and it's useless, isn't it the same?"

Although he was useless, he was very eager.

An Jing smiled lightly, "The so-called holy hand of picking flowers doesn't mean using birds."

"Brother, I understand."

Qiu Lun suddenly realized, and then looked at An Jing with admiration, "If Big Brother reminded me, how would a stupid person like me know the meaning of it."

An Jing looked at Qiu Lun like this, and sneered secretly, the fat man probably knew it well, and he had to pretend to be pure and curious.

At the moment, An Jing patted Qiu Lun on the shoulder and said seriously, "If you are too fat, you will shrink the sun and turn into a bird."

Qiu Lun couldn't help shaking his body, and then he laughed dryly, but he shouted weakly in his heart: "I'm a big bird."

An Jing looked at Zhuo Yuchang who was lying on the ground and said lightly, "Who castrated you? What is your identity?"

"I"

Zhuo Yuchang's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he was caught alive today, fearing that it would be a disaster.

Qiu Lun glared at Zhuo Yuchang and said, "If you dare to lie to my eldest brother, I will kill you now."

An Jing patted Qiu Lun on the shoulder, "Little bird, don't scare him."

Qiulun: ""

Zhuo Yuchang sighed and said, "When I was eight years old, my grandfather gave me a clean body."

Qiu Lun suddenly realized: "So you are a eunuch!"

"I left the palace, I'm not anymore." Zhuo Yuchang jumped anxiously: "I'm a man without birds, I'm not a eunuch."

"Then you escaped from the palace privately?" An Jing asked again.

"Of course he didn't escape." Zhuo Yuchang shook his head, "The Palace of Dayan is under strict control, which little **** can escape from the palace?"

An Jing nodded, the palace is not Yuzhou City, whoever wants to enter can enter, and whoever wants to exit can leave.

"Little bird, he'll leave it to you, I'll go back to rest."

After An Jing finished speaking, he turned around and walked into his room.

Qiu Lun looked at An Jing's back and couldn't help shouting, "Brother, can you stop calling me a bird, it doesn't sound good."

"Got it, little bird."

An Jing waved his hand, and then stepped into his room on the second floor.

Qiu Lun's face darkened, he looked at Zhuo Yuchang, and he was furious: "You don't have anything to use, even dare to steal my sister's apron?"

"If I had known this earlier, I would have regretted it."

Zhuo Yuchang looked at Fang Jinxiu next to him, tears were about to flow down.

Qiu Lun smiled coldly, "You kid, just be sent to the Heavenly Prison by me, and go to prison."

The next day, the sky was clear.

Lingnan Road, Bucheng.

The largest city in Lingnan Road is Bucheng, with developed trade and dense population. People come and go on the streets, which is very lively.

Today, the Four Elephant Gate, one of the seven major schools of Dayan, was built next to the city of Bu, so the city of Bu is also of extraordinary status in the rivers and lakes.

In the middle of the night last night, when the infuriating energy in the black dragon's inner elixir was restored, An Jing quietly left the passenger ship. Anyway, Qiu Xiaoniao had to pay for everything.

Hei Jiao traveled in the sky, very fast, and it took seven or eight hours to reach the city of Bu.

At this time, Hei Jiao was lying quietly in a pool in the mountain, while An Jing walked into the city of Bucheng alone.

"This old man, don't know how to get to the Liao family?"

An Jing stood in the market, smiling and stopped an old man who was carrying a burden.

"Liao Family?"

The old man glanced at An Jing, pointed to the front and said, "Cross the street in front, turn left and enter Yulin Street, you can see a very large and stylish mansion, that is the Liao family."

"Okay, thank you."

When An Jing heard this, he smiled and nodded.

According to what the old man pointed out, he came to a mansion after a while.

The vermilion gate is magnificent, surrounded by eaves and tiles, and the high-walled courtyard looks upright and solemn.

The house is big and stylish.

It should be the Liao family.

An Jing stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"Boom! Boom!"

After a while, the door opened, the doorman stuck his head out, looked at An Jing and said, "Who is Your Excellency looking for? Is there a greeting card?"

"This is my post."

An Jing took out the post Zhao Chongyin gave him from his arms.

When the concierge of the Liao family saw the word 'Zhao' on the post, his body trembled, "Sir, please wait a moment, I will report it now."

An Jing nodded and said nothing.

Soon the middle-aged woman who invited An Jing that day appeared.

"Please come inside." Aunt Bai smiled when she saw An Jing and stretched out her hand in a gesture of asking.

"Okay."

An Jing nodded, then strode towards the Liao family mansion.

"My master said that you will definitely attend the appointment. It seems that he is right." Aunt Bai smiled.

"Yes?"

An Jing was noncommittal and said nothing more.

Aunt Bai remained silent, and then walked in front, following the cobblestone path of sheep intestines and flowers and willows all the way, and saw pavilions and pavilions all around, a lake with blue waves and clear water in front of her eyes, and swan geese swept up in front of her eyes. , along the shore willows Yiyi, willows hanging in the clear water reflects the clear shadow.

There are pavilions standing in the lake, green tiles flying, rockeries and rocks not far away, and the promenade covered with rich flowers and red carpets runs through the entire pavilion. The pavilion is almost covered with carved lattice windows, which is elegant and delicate.

At this time, in the pavilion, a man in his thirties was sitting upright, and in front of him was a black and white chess piece, as if it were a picture scroll of mountains and rivers.

The man's appearance can't be said to be handsome, but he can only be regarded as handsome. There is a bookishness in his gestures, but when he looks closely, it makes people feel like a mountain.

"Little Master, the people are here."

Aunt Bai said to the man.

This person is the current prince, Zhao Chongyin.

Zhao Chongyin got up quickly and said with a smile, "Your Excellency's name is like thunder, but today is the first time we've officially met. It's a great honor."

Like a spring breeze, polite and courteous.

This is the first impression the present prince gave to An Jing.

An Jing smiled, cupped his hands and said, "Caomin pays respects to the crown prince. It is an honor for Caomin to meet His Royal Highness."

"Don't be so polite."

Zhao Chongyin pointed to the seat opposite and said, "Sit down."

An Jing nodded, then sat opposite.

Zhao Zhongyin said with a smile: "Your Excellency is also a disciple of Xuanmen. You should have a good understanding of this chess game. I am worried that I have no opponent. Why don't you play chess with me?"

An Jing looked at the black and white chess pieces in front of him, shook his head and said, "The prince is going to be disappointed. I'm a stinky chess player who has never defeated my wife."

When he was in Ji Shitang, he almost never beat Zhao Qingmei.

Hearing this, Zhao Chongyin smiled and said, "Although I have studied with the national players since I was a child, I have studied for more than thirty years, but I have never studied it in depth, and it can only be regarded as a hobby."

"Snapped!"

Saying that, Zhao Zhongyin fell with white chess in his hand.

Hearing this, An Jing picked up a sunspot and said lightly, "Since His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wants to play chess, then the grass people should accompany him."

The two began to play chess, black and white interlaced, and they made dozens of moves in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Zhao Chongyin looked at the chessboard in front of him and said, "I guess Your Excellency is here today mainly for the remnants of "Daluo Xinfa" in the post. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

An Jing dropped a black spot and said, "Yes."

If it weren't for this "Daluo Heart Method", he might not have come to see the current prince. After all, it was the most important thing for him to find his wife first.

Today, it's more of a passing.

Zhao Chongyin shook his head, "Actually, I don't have this fragment of "Daluo Xinfa"."

An Jing fell down and didn't speak, as if he was fully engaged in the game, and seemed to be waiting for Zhao Zhongyin's next words.

Zhao Chongyin continued: "But I know where this fragment of "Daluo Heart Method" is."

"where?"

An Jing glanced at Zhao Zhongyin and said.

"In the hands of the Demon Sect leader."

Zhao Zhongyin smiled and looked up at An Jing.

Chapter end