My wife is the sect leader

The later the realm, the more difficult it is to improve. The one who can reach the master is not a genius. Even so, it will take several years or even decades to advance to a small realm.

An Jingting nodded, and said while watching: "I look at his life story, it can be seen that Qiu Fengsheng is very scheming, and he handles things very calmly. If news of Sect Master Duanmu's going to the Russell family comes out, he will most likely go to stop it himself. kill."

Duanmu Xinghua has also been promoted to the Second Qi Grandmaster. If he wants to kill a Second Qi Grandmaster, the safest way is naturally to send out a master who is higher than the Second Qi Grandmaster.

And the only person in Suoming Mansion who is stronger than Duanmu Xinghua is Qiu Fengsheng himself.

"I also expected that Qiu Fengsheng's temperament would definitely set up many ambushes in the Luosu family, and he even did not hesitate to do it himself, so I plan to come up with a counter-ambush."

Zhao Qingmei directly expressed her thoughts, "When the time comes, you will be here, my husband, and there will be the black flood dragon who is comparable to the master of the three qi. I will also go there. Even if Qiu Fengsheng puts on wings, he will not escape death."

An Jing thought for a moment and said: "It is indeed possible to give it a try, but it is better to investigate the intelligence of the Russell family first, and then think about the feasibility of the plan."

Zhao Qingmei nodded and said: "After listening to the opera tomorrow, the news should be sent back."

Zhao Qingmei made an appointment with Duanmu Xinghua, Yu Qiurong and the others to listen to operas at the theater in Dongluoguan tomorrow. It vaguely feels like seeing off the masters of Tianzong, and it can also be used to tell Qiu Fengsheng.

"it is good."

An Jing continued to pick up the white paper and read it.

Zhao Qingmei asked casually: "Husband, Renzong's masters are withering now, Tan Yun will fall into the Renzong's rank sooner or later, what do you think of Qiurong people?"

Although Tan Yun is the protector of Renzong, she doesn't seem to know it. She stays in the yard every day, serving tea and water, doing laundry and eating, and continuing to do it while Yu Qiurong is recuperating her body. Maid thing.

An Jing replied without raising his head: "Not bad."

"How does that compare to Tan Yun?"

"Tan Yun is bigger than her, let her return to Renzong."

As soon as An Jing's voice changed, his face was calm, but his heart twitched, and he almost said the wrong thing.

Fortunately, his reaction was extremely fast.

At this moment, Zhao Qingmei came over like the wind, put her palm on An Jing's chest, and gave An Jing a charming look, "Brother, why is your heart beating so fast... and it suddenly slowed down again. "

After speaking, Zhao Qingmei narrowed her beautiful eyes, "Could it be that there is something in my heart that I can't say?"

An Jing hugged Zhao Qingmei's slender waist in his arms, and said softly: "The world is so quiet, I dare not let my heart beat too fast, I'm afraid everyone knows I'm thinking of you."

Zhao Qingmei felt as if something was holding her waist, her eyes flowed like water, and she whispered, "So what if others know?"

At this moment, Tan Yun came out after washing the dishes, and saw Zhao Qingmei lying in An Jing's arms at a glance, and quickly retreated to the rear, then hid in the room.

"My uncle and the leader are here!?"

Tan Yun couldn't help but think of the picture in the comic book, his heart beat suddenly, and he poked his head out of nowhere to look towards the yard.

When she looked again, there were no two figures in the yard.

Tan Yun blinked, then carefully slipped out of the yard.

After returning to her own residence, after washing in a hurry, she couldn't wait to lie down on the bed, and took out the newly 'bought' comic book from under the pillow.

Under the dim lights, it was a beautiful spring.

As night fell, the entire Tianshui City fell into silence.

In a secluded manor, in a brightly lit study.

Qiu Fengsheng stood outside the window, looking at the bright moon hanging in the sky.

After a long time, I couldn't help sighing, "Even if there is a moon in another country, it is not as good as a lamp in my hometown."

Time flies by like a flash, and it has been almost 50 years since he left Zhao Guo. How many 50 years can he have in his life?

"Lord Qiu."

At this moment, a voice sounded outside the door.

"Come in."

Qiu Fengsheng said lightly.

"Crack—!"

As the door of the room was pushed open, a middle-aged man wearing the official uniform of Suo Mingfu came in.

This person's name is Zeng Zhen, and he is also a top expert who has taken refuge in the Suoming Mansion.

Zeng Zhen said in a low voice: "Master Qiu, the arrangement has been made, and we can pick it up tonight."

Qiu Fengsheng turned around, sat down on the chair and asked, "Did the people from the Luosu tribe enter Dongluo Pass?"

Zeng Zhen nodded and said: "I arrived this morning, I think the Devil's Cult already knows the news by now."

Qiu Fengsheng said with a smile: "The big event is already half done."

Zeng Zhen thought for a while and said, "My lord, are you so sure that the Demon Church will send masters out?"

As long as you think about the matter of the Russell clan carefully, and in addition to the recent sanctions against the Demon Cult, you will know that someone must be behind the scenes.

The Demon Cult even sent experts here, so is it really not afraid of traps?

Qiu Fengsheng said indifferently: "This is like a chess game between two sides. The chess pieces are clearly laid out on the table. Now that our army is approaching the city, even if the Demon Cult knows it's a conspiracy, they still have to come, because if they don't come, they will lose all of them." A large piece of chess."

"And if they endure it, there is only one chance waiting for them, and that is to be dragged to death slowly."

Without the caravans, the Devil's Cult was already seriously injured. If it lost the minerals, jade and other trades of the Russell Clan, it would be truly doomed.

The Demon Cult has been rampant and overbearing for so many years, how could they tolerate such a bleak situation?

So this Hierarch Zhao will definitely send experts to solve the crisis of the Russell clan, and there is a high probability that they are the experts of Duanmu Xinghua and Tianzong.

As long as this Tianzong is eaten up, and the Luosu tribe is in the hands, the Demon Cult will lose its sharp claws and can only be slaughtered.

Unless Jiang Shang comes back, or the one who left the customs.

But these two possibilities are extremely low. Even if it is true by then, the huge Demon Cult will no longer threaten Hou Jin.

Zeng Zhen pondered for a while, then said: "Master Qiu, do you think the people of the Devil's Cult will follow their tricks?"

"Naturally."

Qiu Fengsheng smiled, "Since ancient times, in gambling, it is natural to make the best use of everything that can be used. If we want to trap and kill them, they naturally want to frustrate our prestige."

Zeng Zhen showed a trace of hesitation, "Then Master Qiu, do you still want to go there in person?"

If the Devil's Cult is prepared, Qiu Fengsheng will go there in person, and even the Grandmaster of the Three Qis may not be able to retreat unscathed.

"The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength. This time, I will fight against the Demon Cult."

Qiu Fengsheng narrowed his eyes, "So I asked you to send letters to the banner owners of the Pegasus Banner, the Tianying Banner, and Daxueshan. As long as the Demon Cult makes a big move, you can immediately draw your salary from the bottom of the pot and copy the Demon Cult. If there is no main altar, this old man will eat Tianzong and Duanmu Xinghua."

"What the ghost swordsman can't do, I will do it, and the person the ghost swordsman can't kill, I will kill."

In Qiu Fengsheng's calm words, there was a trace of awe-inspiring murderous intent.

Zeng Zhen couldn't help taking a deep breath when he heard that, Qiu Fengsheng looked like he wanted to encircle and suppress the masters of the Demon Sect's Tianzong, but in fact he secretly wanted to break the Demon Sect at the same time.

If the Demon Cult really wanted to fight against Qiu Fengsheng, the encirclement and suppression might not be possible, and even the Demon Cult's main altar would have to surrender.

It has to be said that even Zeng Zhen was secretly taken aback by the magnitude of his plan.

Zeng Zhen took a deep breath, and asked cautiously: "Lord Qiu, what is the chance of winning this plan?"

"Eighty percent."

Qiu Fengsheng's eyes were like a torch, and he said quietly: "The two sides are most afraid of this dark chess in the game. As long as the dark chess is successfully played, then we have a [-]% chance of winning."

Zeng Zhen murmured, "Dark chess."

Qiu Fengsheng tidied up his cuffs, looked at Zeng Zhen seriously and said, "It's never the visible ones, but the invisible ones that give the enemy a fatal blow."

East Luoguan.

Mu Xiaoyun dragged his tired body out of Fengyun Hall.

Suzaku is in control of the entire Demon Cult's livelihood, property, expenditure, etc. It can be said to hold the economic lifeline of the entire Demon Cult.

The previous Suzaku seat was headed by Yu Qiurong, who was Zhao Qingmei's confidant.

After Mu Xiaoyun joined the Demon Cult, a large part of the reason why he was able to become the head of the Suzaku Seat was that the Demon Cult lacked manpower.

Although she became the head of Suzaku, some of the important tasks were still in the hands of Yu Qiurong, and they were not directly handed over to her.

But Mu Xiaoyun understands this very well. After all, he has only joined the Demon Cult for a short time and has not made any achievements. If Zhao Qingmei entrusts the lifeblood of the Demon Cult to her, it would be a strange thing.

In recent days, due to the Houjin blockade and the attacks of a large number of horse bandits, the Dongluoguan caravans are very rare.

This made Mu Xiaoyun, who is the head of the Suzaku Seat, even more busy. After all, she was responsible for all the losses and repairs.

Her footsteps were neither fast nor slow, walking in the quiet alley, walking towards the mansion where she lived.

"Mrs. Liu, please stay."

Suddenly, a voice sounded lightly in her.

"Um!?"

Mu Xiaoyun's pupils shrank suddenly. It's been a long time since anyone called her that.

Following the sound, I saw a middle-aged man appearing under the moonlight in front of him. The man's appearance was ordinary, and he was very inconspicuous among the crowd.

"you are?"

Mu Xiaoyun frowned, she didn't recognize the man in front of her.

"It says inside." The man glanced around and walked into the alley.

Mu Xiaoyun glanced at the back of the man, hesitated for a moment and followed.

Deep in the alley, it was quiet and deserted.

Mu Xiaoyun shouted in a low voice, "Who the hell are you?"

"Spy on Ma Xing in Xiasuoming Mansion."

The middle-aged man directly took out a token, and under the moonlight, he could clearly see the word 'cuo' floating on the token.

Suo Mingfu! ?

"You are so brave."

Mu Xiaoyun was startled, a chill suddenly appeared in his heart, and then he sneered, "Now that you Suomingfu and my Demon Sect are incompatible, you still dare to come to Dongluoguan?"

Ma Xing didn't show panic, but smiled instead, "Mrs. Liu, we wise people don't slander. You have joined the Devil's Cult for less than a year. Although you are actually the head of Suzaku, your power is far inferior to that of your predecessor, Yu Qiurong. He is not considered a core figure of the Demon Cult at all."

"The reason why you joined the Demon Cult is just to hope that one day the Demon Cult will kill Dayan so that you can take over the Cao Gang."

"Now that the ghost swordsman has killed the Devil's Cult, and Yuan Feng's betrayal at the Demon Sealing Platform has severely damaged the Devil's Sect's vitality, plus Li Fuzhou has been trapped and Jiang Renyi has disappeared. Now that the Devil's Sect is on the decline, your wish will come to nothing, right?"

Mu Xiaoyun glanced at Ma Xing, but said nothing.

She joined the Devil's Cult all the way to save her real husband-in-law Liu Qingshan. Now that the Devil's Cult is in deep trouble, let alone kill Dayan, it's hard to say whether she can survive Hou Jin's suppression.

When Ma Xing saw that Mu Xiaoyun was silent, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "My empress Jin has a strong army and horses, and Suomingfu is as expert as a cloud, and as strong as rain, now as long as the Demon Cult is solved, the army can directly attack Dayan At that time, the royal family of Dayan will be under the horse, and it will be easy for Mrs. Liu to want the Cao Gang?"

Mu Xiaoyun asked: "You mean to let me take refuge in Suoming Mansion?"

"Yes."

Ma Xing said bluntly: "I think this is a bright and smooth path for Mrs. Liu."

Mu Xiaoyun fell silent again.

Ma Xing frowned, and continued: "Don't you want to accompany the Devil's Cult to destroy it? Don't forget that the Demon's Cult's leader has never regarded you as a real confidant. Are you really willing to die for the Devil's Cult?"

Mu Xiaoyun asked in a deep voice, "What do you want me to do?"

Ma Xing said: "If you want to join the Suoming Mansion, you must first present a vote."

"What is the nomination?"

"So you really agreed?"

"I have to think about it."

"Then I'll give you a day, see you tomorrow night."

Ma Xing didn't speak any more, and disappeared into the alley with a straight movement of his body.

Mu Xiaoyun looked at Ma Xing's back and frowned.

Chapter 220 The Crisis Comes in the Land of Extreme Flame