My wife is the sect leader

He promised Mu Xiaoyun that he would make a move, but he would not sacrifice his life for her.

Mu Xiaoyun smiled, knowing the meaning of An Jing's words in his heart, so he didn't say anything more.

Jiang Sanjia looked at An Jing and said, "I heard that the Cao Gang plans to summon the four great families of Jiangnan Road to deal with you. Brother Zhou, you should be careful recently."

Jiang Sanjia obviously meant something, and wanted to know whether An Jing was really a master of the Demon Cult as rumored.

An Jing has always been a very mysterious existence in front of him, and there are few masters like him in the world.

Now it is rumored that he is a member of the Demon Cult. If he is really a master of the Demon Cult, then the meaning of their conspiracy will be different.

Before An Jing could speak, Mu Xiaoyun next to him said, "Guo Yuchun's alliance with the four great families is just one of them. In fact, there is another purpose in this."

"Oh?"

An Jing raised his eyes slightly.

It is only one of the goals of the Cao Gang to unite with the four great families to deal with him, so what is the real purpose of the Cao Gang?

Mu Xiaoyun said in a low voice: "The four great families are entrenched in Jiangnan Road. Among them, the Mu family and the Cao family belong to the Cao Gang, but the Ming family and the Su family are unwilling to bow their heads. This time, the alliance of the four great families will not only deal with Zhou In addition to brother, it is to completely integrate the four major families, and only by completely controlling Jiangnan Dao can the plan of the fake person be facilitated."

"What's the big plan?" An Jing continued to ask.

I heard Mu Xiaoyun said before that the Cao Gang has a big plan, but she refused to reveal the specific plan before, and now her tone seems to be loose.

Jiang Sanjia also looked at Mu Xiaoyun. Although the two of them usually ate and slept together in the boat, they didn't have much heart-to-heart talk.

He had known for a long time that the Cao Gang had a big plan, but he didn't know exactly what the plan was.

"Alliance of Five Gangs!"

Mu Xiaoyun took a deep breath, and a gleam of light appeared in his downcast eyes.

"Five Gang Alliance!?"

Jiang Sanjia gasped.

Five gangs and seven factions occupy most of the rivers and lakes. Although the five gangs are not as ancient and profound as the seven major factions, they are still the most famous forces in the Great Yan Jianghu.

If the five major gangs are united, no one will dare to underestimate the power formed, and even a super giant can be formed in an instant, comparable to Shinichi, Demon Sect, and Xuanyiwei, which can stir up the situation.

The entire pattern of Dayan will change dramatically in an instant.

"No small ambition."

An Jing narrowed his eyes and said slowly.

He naturally knew how much impact it would have if the alliance of five gangs really formed an alliance.

"Difficult! No! Nearly impossible."

Mu Xiaoyun said quietly: "This is just his idea and blueprint, not to mention how difficult it is for the five major gangs to form an alliance. Among the five major gangs, there are also masters gathered. It is not easy for him to control, and many of them are also I don’t want to see such a giant appear.”

An Jing and Jiang Sanjia nodded secretly. It is impossible for other forces in the rivers and lakes to allow the existence of the Five-Gang Alliance, unless someone wants to add fuel to the flames, and that person's push is not just an ordinary wave.

"In fact, this is a good opportunity. When they hold the Obon Festival, we will do it."

Mu Xiaoyun narrowed his eyes slightly.

"So good."

Ann nodded.

I estimated the time in my heart, and there are only two days left for the Obon and its opening.

Anyway, he didn't intend to participate in this grand event of the Obon Festival, and it seems that this Faxi Temple is a bit weird, and the evil spirit is not simple.

"I agree, Faxi Temple is very evil, it's best for us to stay away from here." Jiang Sanjia also agreed.

An Jing glanced at Jiang Sanjia, and from his words, he seemed to know some secrets of Faxi Temple.

"Now that the time has been set, I will take my leave."

An Jing got up to say goodbye.

"Okay, see you in two days." Mu Xiaoyun nodded.

An Jing stepped out of the boat, and disappeared in an instant.

After watching An Jing leave, Mu Xiaoyun's expression sank slightly, "Come out."

"He found me."

A figure came out from the back of the cabin and frowned.

The man was dressed in green, his eyes were sharp and shining like the eyes of a goshawk, and in his hand was a three-foot long sword with a strong smell of blood.

If there is someone in the Jianghu, he will definitely be able to recognize him. This person is Xue Chen, the famous sword in the Jianghu.

He had been hiding in the painting boat just now.

Jiang Sanjia said slowly: "Brother Zhou's strength should be at the first rank, but the exact amount is not quite clear."

An Jing was not surprised to find Xue Chen.

"What a fascinating existence." Mu Xiaoyun licked his lips.

Rescuing Liu Qingshan and other major events, she was somewhat worried about An Jing. She had asked Jiang Sanjia to figure out the identity and origin of this person, but Jiang Sanjia was blocked by an inexplicable air mechanism when he used the ghost valley secret.

This made her even more curious about the identity of this person. You must know Jiang Sanjia's ghost valley secret, but there are very few people who can't find out the slightest information.

"This person's strength is not weaker than mine, and he may be stronger in terms of swordsmanship." Xue Chen pondered for a moment and said.

Just casting a glance at it made his heart skip a beat. This is definitely a master of swordsmanship.

"Who is he?" Jiang Sanjia couldn't help talking to himself.

Xue Chen, a well-known master in Jiangnan Road, with a second-rank cultivation, ranks 97th on the tiger list, but many people forget that Xue Chen was famous for his talent when he debuted. He was only 23 years old when he entered the tiger list. In the list, there were not many records in the next few decades, and even if he did, he would kill some second-rank masters, so his ranking in the tiger list has not improved or retreated.

In fact, Xue Chen has been cultivating hard these years, and his strength has developed rapidly. He reached the first rank as early as three years ago, and his swordsmanship has reached the third level of sword power.

It is recorded in the "General Outline of the Way of the Sword" that sword power is divided into seven levels. Those who have cultivated sword power are all swordsmanship masters who have invaded for decades, and those who can reach the third level are all well-known swordsmen in the world without exception.

The fourth level is the top swordsman in the world who is rare in the entire Jianghu.

The fifth level can be called the No. 1 sword art in the world. The sword demon Megatron a hundred years ago, a master of an era, is the pinnacle of the fifth level.

As for the sixth and seventh epee sword powers, they only exist in legends.

Xue Chen's strength is considered top-notch in Jianghu, but he claims that he is not the opponent of Zhou Xianming. How strong is Zhou Xianming?

"Don't think about who he is, the higher his strength, the greater our hope of rescue this time." Mu Xiaoyun pondered for a while and said.

Jiang Sanjia and Xue Chen nodded, obviously agreeing with Mu Xiaoyun's words

Chapter 47

In Jishitang, the night is getting darker.

Zhao Qingmei sat at the table, looking at the letterheads in her hands from all over Dayan.

Among them were some plans of the Devil's Cult, and some messages sent by confidential personnel. These were all she wanted to read and pay attention to, and she needed to give her instructions on the next step.

Sometimes she does read books, but other times she needs to 'approve the letterhead'.

"Tan Yun, it's getting late, get ready to close."

Zhao Qingmei glanced at the sky and ordered.

"I see."

Tan Yun, who was teasing Xiao Hei, nodded, and came to the door of Jishitang to close the door.

Just when Tan Yun was about to close the door, an embroidered shoe appeared at the door.

"Aww... aww."

Little Heizai yelled at the intruder twice, and then hid behind Tan Yun's calf.

Tan Yun raised his head and looked, it was a beautiful and delicate woman, there was a trace of sadness between her brows, and her face was a little pale, which made people feel a sense of pity.

This woman is none other than Cao Ling'er, Miss Cao's family.

Tan Yun asked: "Girl, do you want to get medicine or consult a doctor? Our clinic is about to close."

Cao Ling'er pursed her lips and said, "I'm not here for consultation, nor for medicine."

When Tan Yun heard about it, his face was full of doubts. This is a pharmacy. Since it is not here for consultation or medicine, what is it for?

"My lady wants to find Dr. Xiao'an." Cao Ling'er didn't speak, but a maid behind her said.

"Looking for uncle?"

Tan Yun was stunned for a moment, looked at Cao Ling'er and asked, "Young master is not here, what are you looking for?"

Didn't grab medicine, didn't ask for a doctor, did you really come to find uncle?

Tan Yun's heart was beating wildly, could it be...?

A trace of disappointment appeared in Cao Ling'er's eyes, and then said: "My surname is Cao, and my name is Cao Ling'er. Doctor Xiao'an saved the little girl's life that day, and I feel better today. I want to thank Doctor Xiao'an."

"Since Doctor Xiao'an is not here, let's forget it. I will come again when he is here."

As Cao Linger said, she planned to leave with the maid behind her.

"Miss Cao, wait a minute. Since you're here, let's go in and have a cup of tea."

At this moment, a voice came from behind Tan Yun, and Zhao Qingmei walked out slowly.

"Who is this?"

When Cao Linger saw the person walking out, she felt a stagnation in her heart. Even she couldn't help sighing: What a beautiful person.

"I'm Dr. An's wife." Zhao Qingmei said with a light smile.

Although Zhao Qingmei was smiling, Tan Yun, who was familiar with her, felt unusually cold.

"So it's Doctor Xiao'an's wife." Cao Ling'er forced a laugh.

Originally it was rumored that An Jing married a beautiful woman and went home. After hearing about it, she felt a little disbelieving, but after seeing it today, this is not only a beautiful woman, it is simply unbelievable beauty.

The maid behind Cao Ling'er was also dumbfounded, she never thought that the young doctor would be able to marry such a beautiful, gentle and intelligent wife, even more beautiful than his own lady.

"Sister, come in first. My husband is out for consultation, and he will be back in a while."

Zhao Qingmei frowns and smiles, showing everyone's demeanor, "Tan Yun, go and prepare some tea."

"I see." After Tan Yun heard this, he quickly walked towards the inner hall.

"No, no, since Doctor Xiao'an is not here, then don't bother me."

Seeing Zhao Qingmei like this, Cao Ling'er felt more and more guilty, saluted Zhao Qingmei, and seemed to run away into the distance.

Zhao Qingmei looked at the back of Cao Ling'er going away, the smile on her mouth gradually subsided.

"Hey, what about Miss Cao's family?"

Not long after, Tan Yun came out with tea, and found that Cao Ling'er was not seen at all.

"Going back." Zhao Qingmei said lightly.

"Then Miss Cao is quite sensible."

Tan Yun muttered, then carefully glanced at Zhao Qingmei.

She grew up in the main altar of the Demon Cult since she was a child, and she has been with Zhao Qingmei since she was a child. Although she is not her real personal maid, she still knows Zhao Qingmei very well.

Especially that thing.

I remember that when I was eight or nine years old, there was a secret room next to the main altar library for cultivation and rest, Zhao Qingmei directly chose the largest secret room in the library as the teacher's disciple, and even when she was not around, no one else was allowed to enter.

There was a congregation who 'accidentally' violated this rule. After going out on a mission, there was no further news. Tan Yun remembered it clearly. The hearts of the people.

When Zhao Qingmei killed the congregation, her expression was calm and indifferent, not like an eight or nine-year-old girl at all.

Killing people like hemp, treating human life like nothing, is actually vividly expressed on a young girl.

After that time, no one dared to go to Zhao Qingmei's 'private room', not even close, and every time Tan Yun saw Zhao Qingmei, he felt a little scared for no reason.

Different from Li Fuzhou's fear of being a strict teacher, Zhao Qingmei's fear was engraved in her heart.

Zhao Qingmei is not as gentle, beautiful and generous as An Jing, Han Wenxin, Zhou Xianming and other ignorant people think. Only Tan Yun knows in her heart that in front of her is a person who is extremely possessive and jealous, and her methods are extremely cruel. Fierce leader.

"Uncle, Uncle, you must not do anything wrong." Tan Yun secretly prayed for An Jing, "You must take care of 'yourself'."

"The Cao family..."