My wife is the sect leader

Seeing this, Zhao Qingmei became even more angry and furious, and her true energy flowed up, and she slapped it with a palm.

An Jing flashed again, and that palm force directly hit the table behind, and the hard sandalwood table suddenly fell apart.

"Ma'am, this was bought with silver."

Seeing the sawdust on the ground, a drop of cold sweat appeared on An Jing's forehead.

"An Xiaoruan, come here."

Zhao Qingmei's face was still blushing, "Who is An Xiaoruan?"

An Jing frowned, as if realizing something, "Who is An Xiaoruan, don't you know?"

Zhao Qingmei looked directly into An Jing's eyes, "I can't stand what you say."

An Jing raised his head and said proudly: "Others don't know if my waist is good, but you don't know?"

"An Xiaoruan, who told you to read my diary?"

With fire in her eyes, Zhao Qingmei said: An Jing walked up to Zhao Qingmei, put her arms around her shoulders and said, "Okay ma'am, I haven't finished it yet, it doesn't count if I haven't finished it, you can hide it in the closet That's it."

Zhao Qingmei raised her eyebrows and shouted angrily, "How did you know it was in the closet? You still said you didn't peek?"

An Jing: "You just peeked."

"It can't be regarded as peeking, I'm looking at it openly."

"You...you're mad at me!"

"Madam, let's discuss some serious matters now."

In the bedroom, the two had a 'fierce quarrel'.

"A plate of pickled cabbage, a plate of fried shredded pork, sweet and sour fish with dry croquettes, all four of them are on the plate, just waiting for my naughty little man outside."

At this moment, Tan Yun came back with the newly bought book, still humming a brisk ditty.

For her, eating, drinking and reading are the happiest things in the world.

Of course, he had to rescue his master.

Just when she stepped into the courtyard, she suddenly heard the sound of the table breaking in the bedroom, followed by Zhao Qingmei's shout, and An Jing's comforting voice.

"This...what's going on here? The leader is out?"

Tan Yun quickly lay down under the stone table, carefully looking towards the bedroom.

In her impression, Zhao Qingmei seldom shouted so harshly in front of An Jing, and when she imagined An Jing being scolded and admonished by Zhao Qingmei, Tan Yun couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"It seems that uncle's soft rice is so delicious."

After thinking about it carefully, An Jing came to the Demon Cult alone, with no one to rely on, no friends or relatives, and no one to drink to relieve boredom. It's so pathetic.

"Pass!"

At this moment, Zhao Qingmei opened the door and walked out, looking at Tan Yun who was peeking under the stone table, come on. "

"You have passed the "Master!"

Tan Yun put the book in his arms, and walked forward cautiously.

"Go, make something to eat, my uncle is hungry and wants to eat."

Zhao Qingmei asked: "Me?"

Tan Yun became a little confused, Zhao Qingmei basically didn't let her cook when she was around, what's going on today? "Don't listen to her."

At this time An Jing came out and said: How can I let you do it. "

"You get up early and stay late every day. It's already very hard for you to do laundry and eat. This cooking "she is my personal maid, so naturally you have to listen to me. Tan Yun cooks!"

Zhao Qingmei raised her eyebrows, "

"Yes.

Tan Yun hugged the book in his arms, and was about to turn around and leave, but at this moment An Jing shouted.

"Don't go."

"I said go!"

Zhao Qingmei said coldly: "Who do you listen to?"

An Jing took a deep breath, played the emotional card, and the two looked at Tan Yun at the same time.

"Tan Yun, do you think I treat you well?"

Tan Yun's whole body froze in place, and he said in embarrassment: The leader's order...

"Uncle, you are really good to me, but Uncle, Uncle, don't you understand the simple truth that your arms can't twist your thighs?" "

When Zhao Qingmei heard this, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, "Yes, I'm going now."

Tan Yun didn't give An Jing a chance to speak, so Sa Yazi ran away. She had long wanted to show her skills in front of my uncle.

Looking at Tan Yun's cheerful back, the corners of An Jing's mouth twitched, and then his thoughts fell on the book on the ground, and found that there was no change.

Such an obvious black opportunity has not been found, so the earth book is out of order!? Zhao Qingmei smiled when she saw this, as if she had found a way to rectify the situation.

"Ma'am, cough cough cough."

An Jing coughed dryly.

"You must eat all the food that Tan Yun cooks, otherwise I will not forgive you.

Zhao Qingmei waved her sleeves, walked quickly into the room and put away her diary.

Finished eating it all!? An Jing's eyes went dark, as if the sky was falling down.

"What are you going to do?"

Zhao Qingmei turned around and found that An Jing was going to walk out of the courtyard and couldn't help but said.

"I asked Tan Yun to do less."

An Jing resigned to his fate and said, "No."

"You just sit down."

Zhao Qingmei was overjoyed in her heart, but she still said angrily on her face: No matter what An Jing explained, Zhao Qingmei didn't seem to want to listen too much. The only reason that could calm her down was to eat the food made by Tan Yun.

Not long after, half an hour passed.

"Master, Uncle, I have all the meals ready."

At this moment, Tan Yun poked his head out of the door.

At this moment, there was still some fine white powder on her cheeks, which looked very funny and playful.

"Husband, please eat."

Zhao Qingmei said with a smile.

"Hey."

"Tan Yun, what did you order today... rice?"

"Uncle, the steamed buns I made must suit your taste."

An Jing sighed for a long time, and asked weakly: Tan Yun said in a low voice: After speaking, the three of them came to the dining hall, and there was only a stack of plates on the table, with seven or eight buns the size of a fist placed on it.

This steamed stuffed bun is neat in size, white in color and soft in surface, looks like a budding chrysanthemum in the mist, and looks really good. "You made this?"

When An Jing saw this, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes. Looking left and right, the buns looked delicious.

Zhao Qingmei raised her eyebrows and looked at Tan Yun.

"Yes, my mother taught me how to make buns when I was young."

Tan Yun nodded and said, "Who isn't an ingenious maid?" Zhao Qingmei couldn't help asking in a low voice, "You didn't buy it from the street, did you?"

"No, no, I definitely made this myself."

Tan Yun quickly waved his hand, "My mother said that steamed stuffed buns are soft and delicious, delicious and not greasy. I made the skin and stuffing myself."

An Jing tapped the soft buns with his hands, and the touch was really good, "It's really good, Tan Yun, you're promising."

"Grandpa, try it quickly, how does it taste?"

Hearing this, Tan Yun also had a hint of joy in his eyes, this time he finally got the affirmation from his uncle.

An Jing twisted the buns with his fingers, and said with a smile: "Madam, cooking is actually not difficult. Tan Yun is so smart, how can he not learn how to cook?"

Zhao Qingmei glanced at Tan Yun, but said nothing.

An Jing picked up the bun and smelled it, and couldn't help saying: "This bun is very delicious at first glance."

Tan Yun also couldn't wait to say: "Uncle, I have been planning for a long time to make this steamed stuffed bun, so you can try it soon." Okay. "

An Jing took a bite, only to hear a 'creak', and his expression changed.

Then he looked at the bun in his hand, and saw a crab claw hidden in the tender bun, with his own tooth marks on it.

"Cluck cluck cluck."

Zhao Qingmei couldn't bear it anymore, she clutched her stomach and started laughing.

Tan Yun said proudly: "Grandpa, this is a crab meat bun. This crab was brought by the business traveler at a high price. Don't worry about eating it. This time the crab meat must be cooked."

An Jing: "

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"Grandpa, why don't you eat it? You can take out the crab and eat it."

Tan Yun reminded: An Jing twisted the crab claws from the steamed stuffed bun, and said sadly, "Can you make steamed stuffed buns with walnut flavor?"

"Uncle, you are right, why didn't I think of it."

Tan Yun was thoughtful, and then his eyes lit up: the afternoon sun was a little leisurely.

After Zhao Qingmei hid the diary again, she slowly walked out of the house.

"Ma'am, I have business to discuss with you."

An Jing lay under the tree and waved to Zhao Qingmei.

"Come on, if you dare to say what's in the diary, don't blame me for being rude."

Zhao Qingmei bit her lip and said.

She swore that An Jing would never let An Jing find her diary again this time.

"A few days ago Ouyang Ping came, and he said that the Great Elder of Fengmotai is going to leave the customs."

An Jing took a deep breath and said: Zhao Qingmei was obviously a little surprised by this news, "Is the Great Elder going to leave the customs?"

As the great elder of Fengmotai, she also heard from Ouyang Ping that his cultivation base is still above Jiang Shang, and he is a master on the top of the mountain in the world, but it seems that his lifespan is running out, so he plans to retreat and attack the shackles.

Although Ouyang Ping didn't say it clearly, but after thinking about it carefully, he could guess that this great elder should be a master of five qi masters.

Five qi! That is a figure infinitely close to a grand master.

Today, most of the master masters in the world are hidden and submerged, wanting to peek into the realm of the great master, but the real realm closest to the great master is only the five-qi master.

Even if Xiao Qianqiu has the best chance to reach the great master, but he is not yet a five-qi, and he still needs to improve his cultivation to the five-qi realm.

"Just over a month later, he will notify you later."

An Jing nodded, and Zhao Qingmei continued to ask: "Elder Ouyang said that the Great Elder broke through the shackles?"

"He is not very clear about the specific situation."

An Jing said with some concern: "Elder Ouyang said that this Great Elder is different from Yuan Feng, Jiang Shang and others, but the "Nine Nether Purgatory Magic Code" is one of the three major secret arts in the world, so it is impossible for him not to be tempted."

Zhao Qingmei said slowly: "This great elder's name is Jun Qinglin, he is a close friend of the previous leader, and it is because of this relationship that he joined the Demon Cult. Strictly speaking, he is the most senior person in the Demon Cult. His seniority is still Jiang Shang's uncle, and Feng Lingyue of the Five Poison Sect was also instructed by him at the beginning.

"This person's cultivation base is unfathomable. Back then, he was one of the best masters in the world. He even defeated the head teacher of the Zhenyi Sect at that time, that is, the master of the "Hua" generation of the Zhenyi Sect. He was not the leader of the last generation of the Demon Sect. His opponent can be described as the number one master of the Demon Sect. His reputation is as high as that of wandering beggars, sword gods, sword demons and others. Now he is about 110 years old. Many people think that he is dead like the previous leader. If it is not for Ouyang Ping told me that I didn't know that Jun Qinglin was still alive."

When An Jing heard this, her heart also became serious.

You beggars are master masters who have reached the telepathy between heaven and man, and sword gods and sword demons are even swordsmen who can peek into the sixth realm. It is conceivable how powerful Jun Qinglin is to be able to stand side by side with such masters.

It is definitely a real old monster in today's world.

An Jing thought for a moment, and said his true thoughts, "I think so, if this Jun Qinglin really wants the "Nine Nether Purgatory Code", it is not impossible to give it to him."

Although "Nine Serenity Purgatory Codex" is one of the three major secret tomes in the world, An Jing has the "Unnamed Heart Sutra" which surpasses "Nine Serenity Purgatory Codex", so this "Nine Serenity Purgatory Codex" is not as expected. That's so precious, and besides, it's not a loss to use this mind method to exchange the favor and even help of a master of five qi masters.