My wife is the sect leader

Qiu Lun threw it to the people beside him, and then stretched out his thumb, "As expected of my elder brother, the shot is generous."

An Jing smiled and said, "Little Bird, after all, you call me Big Brother, which is what you should do."

little bird...

Hearing An Jing's words, Qiu Lun laughed dryly, "Brother, today I have a chance to become famous, do you want it?"

The game against Yan Gang has been laid out, and now he is waiting for Yan Gang to enter the circle, and then kill him with the sharpest sword.

An Jing frowned, and said, "Do I still need to be famous?"

When Qiu Lun heard this, Wei Wei took the lead.

One of the six great sword celestial beings today, there is a black flood dragon with a strange beast sitting down, swallowing Song Chengbiao, a half-step master of the Zhenyi Sect, alive, and the Suppressing Evil Sword in his hand has the blood of the masters Yulin and Yuhuai of the Zhenyi Sect, Cui Daoxian, the Defeating Sword, chased and killed Qi Shu three hundred miles.

It can be said that he has a brilliant record and a great reputation, otherwise he would not have become one of the six great sword masters in the world today.

And there is also a deed that few people know, beheading the old master Qingfeng.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

Ghost swordsman, the three words are a deterrent.

Qiu Lun said in a low voice, "Brother, you should have seen the Five Poison Lord Dai Dan's book before entering. Ling Yuanjing and He Chen from the Zhenyi Sect have already arrived, and Lin Yiyang has also returned..."

"It doesn't matter if Xiao Qianqiu comes."

An Jing smiled lightly, and then walked in towards the Pingyang Hou Mansion.

My wife is the sect leader

Chapter 185

In the Pingyang Marquis Mansion, gongs and drums rang together, and the noise resounded continuously.

An Jing came down to the main venue of the wedding banquet under the leadership of his servants. At this time, the venue was crowded with people. On the left side were the dignitaries and dignitaries above the court, and on the right side were wealthy merchants.

A beaming Qiu Heng stood in the center, entertaining the guests.

When An Jing walked in, he also attracted the attention of many people.

"Look, the ghost swordsman is here."

"Unexpectedly, he really came, did he come to challenge Lin Yiyang?"

"It's really possible, isn't it rumored that he was going to challenge Lin Yiyang, and instead he was ridiculed and ridiculed by Lin Yiyang?"

"I don't know which of the two of them is better."

Many people in the rivers and lakes are talking in low voices.

Regarding the duel between the Great Yan Jianghu Ghost Swordsman and Lin Yiyang, there has been a lot of rumors recently, and many people are looking forward to the competition between these two swordsmen.

"Ghost Swordsman!?"

When Dai Ling saw the man in black robe walk in, there was a gleam of fire in his cold eyes.

It can be said that her biggest motivation now is to catch up with the ghost swordsman.

As for Ling Yuanjing and He Chen who had just sat down, they even looked sideways, and then they both looked at each other and smiled wryly. .

In the past, the two of them still had the courage to fight against the ghost swordsman, but since the old man Qingfeng was beheaded by the ghost swordsman, they didn't even have the courage to fight.

Their strength has long been no longer above a level.

"Master Gao, who is that person? Do you know?"

Zhu Yongfang, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, asked curiously.

The surrounding civil and military ministers all looked at the middle-aged man with a trace of curiosity in their eyes.

What kind of person is it that caused all the masters of the rivers and lakes to lose their voices, especially the expressions of the two peak masters of the Zhenyi Sect.

The middle-aged man's face was resolute, calm as water, and he was dressed in loose black clothes, which could not conceal his tall and burly figure. He looked like a martial arts practitioner.

It was the leader of the Forbidden Palace in the Great Inner Palace, who rose up with a thousand-mile arrow.

At the beginning, he shot and killed the monkey over the wall with one arrow, which can be said to have made him famous in the arena.

Gao Sheng glanced at it, and then said: "The black robe covers his face, without showing any aura, he should be the ghost swordsman who has recently become famous in the Jianghu."

"I heard that Ghost Swordsman has a close personal relationship with Jiang Sanjia, Master Zhu must be careful."

Speaking of this, Gao Sheng glanced at Zhu Yongfang.

Zhu Yongfang, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, was the one who impeached Jiang Sanjia.

Zhu Yongfang felt chills in his heart, but said calmly on his face: "No matter how powerful it is, it's nothing but the grass and grass in the rivers and lakes. Under the overwhelming situation, you can only curl up in your body."

The other officials on the side also nodded, when will it be the turn of the people in power as Dayan's aloof and reckless threats?

Gao Sheng smiled, but did not speak.

If it's an ordinary rivers and lakes reckless, naturally they don't need to care about it, and they don't have that much courage, but it's different when they reach the level of ghost swordsman.

"Your Excellency, please sit down as you please."

Pingyang Hou looked very calm, and said lightly.

"it is good."

An Jing cupped his hands, found a seat at random and sat down.

Surrounded by long-established masters in the rivers and lakes, there are some he knows and many others he doesn't know.

"Your Mightiness."

The moment An Jing sat down, an old voice suddenly sounded.

The speaker was an old man in blue, and beside him was a sweet-looking, gentle and pleasant girl.

An Jing smiled faintly, stood up and cupped his fists and said, "Master Jia, be polite."

The person who came was Jia Shiwu, the master of Sixiangmen.

Jia Shiwu said quietly: "Your aptitude is so high that this old man has never seen before. It is really rare to have perfected my Four Elephant Sword Art of the Four Elephant Sect in just one day."

The Four Elephant Sword Art is a martial art at the level of Tianwu, and only the ancestor of the Four Elephant Sword has been able to practice it to perfection.

Jia Shiwu's words were naturally 'blaming An Jing for taking away the sword sticker of Sixiang Sword Ancestor.

Jia Meixian looked at the swordsman who was in the limelight recently, with a hint of curiosity.

It can be said that there is no master in the world who is not curious about the face of the ghost swordsman under the black robe.

And when Lin Tianhai was at the Four Elephant Gate, Lin Tianhai was going to attack her, but the ghost swordsman in front of him saved him. In Jia Shiwu's eyes, the ghost swordsman was a 'thief', but in Jia Meixian's eyes, the ghost swordsman was hers. savior.

An Jing smiled lightly, and said: "Master Jia praised it absurdly. The power of the Four Elephant Sword Art is unpredictable. Lin Tianhai, who was in the realm of Grandmaster Lin Tianhai, was not able to block that sword, which shows that it is extraordinary."

"This thing was obtained by chance at the beginning, and now it can be regarded as returning to the original owner."

As he spoke, An Jing took out the sword sticker from his bosom and handed it to Jia Shiwu.

Jia Shiwu's eyes lit up, and he took the sword sticker.

The sword stickers left behind by the Four Elephant Sword Ancestor have never been discovered by the Four Elephant Sect members. Otherwise, how could An Jing take advantage of it.

"Okay, thank you sir"

Jia Shiwu put away the Four Elephant Sword stickers calmly, saying that enemies should be resolved rather than tied, so naturally he didn't want to have a bad relationship with the ghost swordsman in front of him.

Firstly, the ghost swordsman returned the sword sticker to himself, and he did save Jia Meixian at the Four Elephant Gate, and secondly, there was really nothing he could do to take him.

"Young Fu from the East Palace is here."

At this moment, there was a sound of drinking.

The entire Pingyang Hou Mansion was silent.

Shao Fu is one of the three masters of the prince, and naturally represents the current prince.

As the voice fell, Bai Jing, who was dressed in a pale yellow palace dress, walked in slowly.

"Young Fu, please."

Qiu Heng stepped forward and laughed loudly.

"Marquis Pingyang is polite."

Bai Jing arched her hands and found a seat and sat down.

Not long after Bai Jing sat down, Yue Tingchen, Minister of Industry, also arrived.

If Bai Jing represents the prince's party, then Yue Tingchen is naturally the second prince's party.

Although the two of them were not present in person, they both dispatched their core confidants, which can be regarded as giving Pingyang Hou enough face.

Marquis Wu Wang Shiyi, Marquis Ping Ding and others were far away in the frontier, so they were unable to attend but also sent their own congratulatory gifts.

"The owner of Youfeng Valley, Zuo Biwen, has arrived."

There was another sound of announcement, and Zuo Biwen in purple walked in with his heir Zuo Zixin.

"Congratulations, Brother Qiu."

"Inside please, inside please."

Zuo Biwen nodded, then saw An Jing sitting in the corner, and walked over quickly.

"Your Excellency is the ghost swordsman who has become famous recently, right?"

An Jing nodded, and said with a smile, "Greetings, Zuo Guzhu."

Zuo Biwen waved his hands again and again, and said with a serious face: "You're welcome, you saved my niece, and it is a great favor to me, Zuo Biwen, and the Zuo family. Do your best and never give up.”

The Zuo family is a family of Zhongming Dingshi, a family of poems and books and hairpins. Originally, when Zuo Biwen was young, the Zuo family hoped that he could obtain fame and become an official in the court, but Zuo Biwen yearned for a life of loyalty and unrestrained life. , and then he entered Youfeng Valley to study martial arts, so that he later became the owner of Youfeng Valley.

Zuo Biwen is very fond of the word qingyi, and has a lot of friends in the world, and his reputation is also very high.

An Jing smiled, but did not speak.

It was a coincidence that he rescued Princess An Le back then, if it wasn't for Na Qi Shu's encounter in the ruined temple, there might not have been any subsequent events.

"Concubine Rong is here!"

"Duke Ming is here!"

Two more loud voices sounded, and everyone present looked over.

Concubine Rong! ?

An Jing narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked towards the door.

The first person who came in was a woman who looked like she was in her 30s, with curved eyebrows, a small nose slightly upturned, and a face like white jade.

Yan Ruo Chaohua.

She looks five points similar to Mu Xiaoyun, but has a different flavor.

If the muscles are fat and the breath is like a blue orchid, it is charming and boneless.

Behind the woman is an old eunuch wearing a python robe. The old eunuch's expression is as indifferent as water, and his eyebrows are white. Even standing behind the beautiful woman, he seems to be more eye-catching.

These two people are Ronggui Concubine Mu Xiaowan, and Emperor Renhuang's palm print eunuch Baimei.

The appearance of Mu Xiaowan amazed many people. Among the women present, Dai Ling was the only one who could overwhelm her. However, Mu Xiaowan also had that mature and charming charm, which made men want to stop.

But more eyes were on the white-browed eunuch.

To be the emperor in charge of Yuxi, and to be called the eunuch of Yafu, how great is this status and status?

It can be said that the white-browed eunuch in front of him is the Dinghaishenzhen in the palace, even the present prince and the second prince must respect him when they see him.

Whether it is the princes and ministers in the temple, or the masters in the rivers and lakes, they all stood up.

Concubine Rong said with a smile: "Congratulations, Lord Qiu."

"Imperial concubine, please take your seat quickly." Marquis of Pingyang Qiu Heng said with a smile.

Mu Xiaowan's status is special, she represents the royal family, so the seat is also different.

Master!

An Jing glanced at the white-browed eunuch, but thought secretly.

The aura of the white-browed eunuch was not extremely restrained, so the top Jianghu masters present could still sense some of that faint coercion.