My wife is the sect leader

"This private party is fun."

Zhao Chongyin smiled meaningfully, "And there should be something you are very interested in in the Four Elephant Gate."

An Jing stared at the chessboard and asked, "What?"

Zhao Chongyin was confident, and said calmly: "A sword sticker left by the patriarch of Sixiangmen, it is said that there is a sword intent in it, and it will last for a long time. It is the treasure of Sixiangmen. I don't know how many swordsmen in this world want it Seeing the truth, they failed to get what they wanted.”

"Snapped!"

With that said, Zhao Chongyin dropped another child.

At this time, black and white are intertwined on the chessboard, and the battle has reached a fever pitch.

An Jing smiled and asked, "I'm really interested."

It is impossible to say that he is not moved. He has already felt that the sword intent has greatly increased when he watched the building Xiang Zhenjian, and he has benefited a lot. will go further.

"So your Excellency is willing?" Zhao Chongyin asked with a sigh.

"Unfortunately, I have to go to my wife first."

An Jing shook his head. He had already delayed a lot of time during this journey. Although he wanted to realize the sword sticker, he still needed to wait a few days in Bucheng. Sometimes it takes a lot of time.

"That's really a pity, but you have to be careful, the mountain road is so rough."

Zhao Chongyin didn't force him to stay either, and suddenly said: "I heard some bad news. Old Man Qingfeng hasn't returned to Donglin Road since Yuanhu..."

Old Man Qingfeng! ?

Hearing Zhao Chongyin's words, An Jing frowned.

These four words can be described as thunderous, this person is a master of the same generation as Lou Xiangzhen, but he also disappeared in Dayan Jianghu for decades.

Lou Xiangzhen, Qingfeng old man and other solo masters, after reaching the top of the Jianghu, most of them live in seclusion in some unknown corner to cultivate, delusional to reach the realm of the great master, or to see through the world and mortal world, and completely withdraw from the Jianghu .

Because of the ordinary fame and fortune, they have already obtained it.

And similar to Zhenyi Sect, Yuheng Sword Sect and other top sects in the world, there must be hundred-year-old masters practicing hard in their sect.

So in this huge arena, there are always a few thousand-year-old bastards who don't know which pit to hide in.

The old man Qingfeng belongs to the older generation of masters. After reaching the level of master 30 years ago, he half-retired and half-retired in the Jianghu.

If it wasn't for his second disciple Yan Sheng appearing in the rivers and lakes in recent years, many people would have thought that old man Qingfeng had turned into a handful of loess.

An Jing remembered very clearly that when he was in Yuanhu, he saw the old man Qingfeng.

"Your Highness, you mean because of Master Moyun?"

An Jing paused for a chess piece in his hand.

Zhao Chongyin nodded and said: "Master Moyun is Qingfeng's eldest disciple, and he loved him very much back then, and the year before the old man Qingfeng's [-]th birthday, Master Moyun even spent a lot of money to make two golden peaches Xianshou, when he was in Yuanhu, because Lou Jianshen was there, he didn't act rashly."

"Furthermore, there is an extremely ferocious black flood dragon beside you, so he is helpless."

Ever since the black dragon swallowed Song Chengbiao in one gulp in the battle of Yuanhu, the fear of ghost swordsmen has been kept secret in the Jianghu.

That was a half-step master master, and he was swallowed in one bite.

This is really too scary!

Seeing that An Jing didn't speak, Zhao Chongyin grabbed a white piece with his palm, and said: "Not only the old man Qingfeng, but also Feng Lingyue did not return to the Five Poisons Gate."

Feng Lingyue! ?

Hearing Zhao Chongyin's words, An Jing suddenly understood, and said, "So that's how it is."

Although the old man Qingfeng is at the level of a grandmaster, he definitely doesn't dare to trouble him, because the black flood dragon has the strength of a second to third qi master.

But adding Feng Lingyue is different, as long as Feng Lingyue holds back the black flood dragon, then with old man Qingfeng's strength, he will have enough chance to kill himself.

After all, although the strength I have demonstrated is higher than that of a half-step grandmaster, there is still a long way to go.

"This matter is led by the Zhenyi Sect, it should be a murder with a borrowed knife!"

The white piece in Zhao Chongyin's hand dropped.

An Jing smiled and said, "Revenge comes so fast."

After the battle between Lou Xiangzhen and Xiao Qianqiu, he absolutely couldn't defend himself. The head teacher of Zhenyi Sect was severely injured, and it was a delicate moment, so it was inconvenient to do anything.

This killing with a borrowed knife happened coincidentally and quickly.

An imperceptible light flashed in Zhao Chongyin's eyes, and he said slowly: "Your Excellency, why not just stay with me for a while and think about it."

For Zhao Chongyin's kind wooing, An Jing can naturally feel it.

"Those who are supposed to come will come. This time, Caomin must go north. Thank you for your kindness."

An Jing pondered for a moment but still refused, then glanced at the chessboard, and exclaimed: "Your Highness's chess skills are really superb, and the grass-roots feel ashamed."

At this moment, Heizi has been driven into a desperate situation, and since the general situation is over, he simply abandons his son and admits defeat.

Hearing what An Jing said, Zhao Chongyin shook his head with a smile, and said, "In this case, a twisted melon is not sweet. If you change your mind, the door here will be open for you at any time."

"Aunt Bai, let's see off the guests."

What needs to be said has already been said, and if you say too much, you will get unhappy.

An Jing got up, clasped his fists and said, "Cao Min remembers His Highness's kindness today, so I will take my leave."

The moment An Jing got up, he suddenly found an old man standing behind Zhao Chongyin.

The old man had a short and stiff mustache, and under his disheveled gray hair, he had a pair of black eyes sunken deep in the eye sockets.

Master!

An Jing was startled, he had never noticed that there was such a person behind Zhao Chongyin.

The old man didn't look at An Jing, but kept observing the chessboard.

"Please."

It wasn't until Aunt Bai's voice echoed in An Jing's ears that he came back to his senses.

"Old Su, what's the matter?"

Seeing the old man behind him staring at the chessboard, Zhao Chongyin couldn't help asking.

Elder Su took two steps forward, took out only one sunspot from the chess basket, and placed it on an inconspicuous position on the chessboard.

"Snapped!"

Only a crisp sound was heard.

This one turned the world around and completely changed the previous decline of Heizi.

Heizi, who was originally sick, seemed to have turned into a wild beast.

Just now Baizi was still in a good situation, but suddenly the situation changed turbulently, he was already driven into a desperate situation, without the slightest chance of turning around.

"This......."

Zhao Chongyin was stunned for a moment, then laughed dumbly and said: "This ghost swordsman is really..."

The ghost swordsman let him, and he didn't even notice it.

Seeing An Jing's leaving back, Mr. Su shook his head and said, "This person's internal qi is extremely restrained. It should be because he has practiced the world's most powerful method of restraining qi."

Zhao Chongyin frowned, and asked, "Can't even see through it with Mr. Su's cultivation?"

Others don't know the strength and identity of the old man in front of him, but he is very clear. If he can't even see through the old man in front of him, no one in this world should be able to see through.

Elder Su shook his head and said, "However, he has definitely not reached the realm of a master."

Speaking of this, the old man's tone paused, as if he hesitated to say anything.

"What an interesting guy."

After a long time, Zhao Chongyin narrowed his eyes and said, "I don't know if Lou Xiangzhen is gone, whether he can resist Yu Ying's attack."

........

Lingnan Road, a small town, in another courtyard.

The evening wind in early summer floats in with the fragrance of jujube flowers and rose flowers.

Sitting on the stone chair in the courtyard, Li Fuzhou looked at the secret letter from Dongluoguan in his hand, and couldn't help frowning.

The top forces in Jianghu all know that Jiang Shang has returned to the Demon Cult.

But people in the Devil's Cult knew better than anyone that the Devil's Cult now seemed more dangerous than before Jiang Shang came back.

After Jiang Shang returned, he disappeared in a hurry. His mind was not on the affairs of the Demon Cult at all, but Zhao Qingmei, the leader of the Demon Cult, was trapped in the Demon Sealing Well and could not get out.

For a while, the Demon Cult had no leader, and Duanmu Xinghua, under Yu Qiurong's command, could only take charge of the overall situation.

That's right, Duanmu Xinghua's current position is still under Yu Qiurong's.

"Why is this?"

Li Fuzhou shook his head when he saw the secret letter Duanmu Xinghua gave him.

Yu Qiurong's secret letter asked him to go back. On the surface, he was asked to take charge of the overall situation, but secretly he joined forces with Duanmu Xinghua, the head of Xuanwu seat, Li Fuzhou, Qinglong seat, Baihu seat and other masters to join the Demon Sealing Stage.

"No, we still need to appease one or two, this matter can't be rushed."

Li Fuzhou thought about it, and still picked up a pen and paper to write a secret letter.

He hasn't gone to Yujing City yet to settle his mind, besides, his cultivation base is only a half-step master, and it is useless to return to Dongluoguan.

After writing the secret letter, Li Fuzhou carefully wrapped the secret letter, and then picked up the next secret letter to read.

"Um!?"

Seeing this, Li Fuzhou frowned, and said to himself: "This old guy Yu Ying is really fast. I don't dare to make a move, so I want to use a borrowed knife to kill someone?"

"The two masters are really great."

This secret letter is exactly the plan of the True One Sect.

It is almost rare for two grand masters to fight against each other. You must know that when the Demon Cult disrupted the situation in Dayan, there were only three or four grand masters fighting each other, and they also tested each other.

The most important thing among them was that Duanmu Xinghua took the lead and killed the two great masters of the Shinichi Sect, which completely triggered a big war.

Grandmasters and masters will not take action easily, which has almost become an iron law in the arena.

And right now, two grandmasters were dispatched just to kill one person.

"Master, Master."

Just then, there was a crisp sound.

I saw a black plate in the sandalwood cloud, and ran out quickly.

Her ruddy face is black and red, like a cute cat, but with a smile on her face, "Master, do you see what I did?"

Li Fuzhou frowned and said, "What is this?"

Tan Yun said expectantly: "This is peach blossom cake, Master, would you like to try it?"

"No need."

Li Fuzhou shook his head, he knew very well that apart from boiling water, he could only boil the kitchen.

Hearing this, Tan Yun said dejectedly: "Master, even you think my cooking is unpalatable."

"It also depends on talent and hard work."

"But I've worked hard."

"It may be that your talent is not enough, or your talent is not above this."

"I see."

Tan Yun let out a long sigh, then walked towards the kitchen disheartened.

"What are you going to do?"

Li Fuzhou stopped Tan Yundao.

"I want to go back and try again."

Tan Yun said seriously: "Master, didn't you say that? As long as you work hard, you will definitely be rewarded. I want to work hard on this matter."

I want to work hard on this matter, it seems to be a pun.

She has always been laughing and joking, living heartlessly, but today's words are extraordinarily serious.