My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult

The light on the top of the boat moves in the river, the reddish light illuminates the dark Yuzhou River like a Milky Way, and the boat like a long dragon moves slowly in the prosperity.

In the painting boat of the Red Pavilion, there were endless laughter and laughter, and it was coming to an end at this time.

At this moment, Li Fuzhou's face was slightly red, and there were two wonderful women sitting beside him, smiling like silver bells from time to time.

Zhou Xianming saw that Liyue finished playing the tune and was about to leave, so he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Miss Liyue, you just played the tune really well, as I expected, it should be Pinghu Qiuyue."

Li Yue chuckled lightly and said, "Mr. Zhou is really a know-it-all person, it's Pinghu Qiuyue, the little girl is showing her ugliness."

"It's not allowed to say that."

Zhou Xianming hurriedly said, "How can this be called Xian Chou? The tune played by Miss Liyue is the most beautiful piece in the world in my ears, and even the fairy music in Tiangong can't be compared."

Zhou Xianming's words were impassioned, filled with righteous indignation, and full of energy.

"Mr. Zhou is really ridiculous."

Li Yue bowed slightly, "Ming Fei is still waiting for the little girl, so the little girl will leave first."

When Zhou Xianming heard it, he smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay for Zhou to wait here."

Just waiting here! ?

Hearing Zhou Xianming's words, the smile on Liyue's face froze, then he sighed and said, "Mr. Zhou is really annoying during this time. Mr. Zhou should also know about my situation, so don't waste more time on me."

Liyue was originally a family of officials and eunuchs in Yujing City. Because of the taxation and silver case in Yujing City, her house was stolen. She should have been sent to Jiaofang Division. Among the Qinglou painting boats, there was a servant.

She is from an aristocratic family, and she is also a lady, and her appearance is even more beautiful, so the price of redemption for her is extremely high, and she needs to put people on it. In recent years, there are countless people who want to redeem her, but in the end they all No one cashed in.

This is something everyone knows.

Miss Liyue must be afraid that I won't be able to bear the pressure of the scientific examination, so she persuades me to give up.

But I, Zhou Xianming, will definitely not give up.

Zhou Xianming's heart was hot, "You can rest assured, Miss Liyue, I will not disappoint you. Miss Liyue, you should go to Mr. Mingfei's place first. I will wait here for a while."

"Okay...Okay, Mr. Zhou will go and have a few drinks first, and he will come shortly after the moon."

Li Yue let out an apologetic laugh, then saluted and left as if escaping.

Li Fuzhou glanced at Liyue's back, and continued to calmly talk and laugh with the woman next to him.

In Fengyulou, it is really interesting that the famous killer is hidden in the painting boat.

Others didn't see Li Yue's identity, but Li Fuzhou, the master of the Demon Sect, saw the identity of the oiran.

The famous killer of Fengyulou Tianzi.

There are very few famous killers in Fengyulou, and they are all feared existences in the rivers and lakes, but at the moment they are hiding in Yuzhou City as a courtesan, which reveals the taste of conspiracy to some extent.

But in this huge river and lake, who doesn't have their own calculations?

However, he, Li Fuzhou, came to seek happiness, not to investigate the famous killer of Feng Yu Lou.

Zhou Xianming stared blankly at Li Yue's back.

"Xianming, come over for a drink." Li Fuzhou greeted.

"Okay."

Zhou Xianming sat down and said to himself, "After I finish drinking this pot of wine, Miss Liyue will probably come out."

Li Fuzhou said angrily, "There is no fragrant grass anywhere in the world, so why should you love a single flower?"

Zhou Xianming poured his own drink and said, "Mr. Li, I am three thousand weak water. I only take a scoop to drink."

When Li Fuzhou heard it, he was at a loss for words. When ordinary people taught others, most of them did not dare to answer, and a small number did not know how to refute them. Only the useless An Jing and Zhou Xianming in front of them let themselves be speechless.

After half an hour.

Li Fuzhou looked at Zhou Xianming who was lying on his back, shook his head and said, "You've finished drinking, and she still hasn't come out."

For half an hour, Zhou Xianming ate pot after pot, and even an old prodigal like Li Fuzhou was stunned when he saw it.

"One... It must be that I haven't drunk enough." Zhou Xianming's face was flushed, and several jugs on the table were empty.

Li Fuzhou: "..."

The surrounding singers: "..."

"Um?!"

Li Fuzhou frowned, he felt a slight fluctuation in the water waves, and tapped his fingers on the table, "It seems that some masters are fighting fiercely."

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It was dark at night, but the Yuzhou River was still very lively.

Jiang Sanjia sat cross-legged in the futon, with his hands in front of his navel, the Ghost Valley mentality started to work, and he couldn't help but walk for dozens of weeks.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a shudder in his heart, as if a crisis came to him.

Then he slowly opened his eyes and looked out of the boat.

Songs and dances rose, and the red lights illuminated the Yuzhou River sparkling and peaceful.

"Mu Xiaoyun, Mu Xiaoyun..."

Jiang Sanjia turned around and shouted.

"What's wrong?" Mu Xiaoyun asked with a frown as he opened the curtain.

"I feel something is wrong." Jiang Sanjia took a deep breath.

"What's wrong?" Mu Xiaoyun asked.

"Look around here, it's so peaceful."

Jiang Sanjia pointed around.

Hearing this, Mu Xiaoyun looked around, and then suddenly saw ripples appearing on the surface of the water.

In the silent night, because the painting boat was far away from the lively place, the water color was pitch black, and it was impossible to see anything, as if in a dark world.

"not good!"

Mu Xiaoyun's pupils shrank suddenly.

It was too late, but it was fast, dozens of flying arrows shot from a distance.

"Kick, Kick, Kick!"

Some arrows were shot into the water, and several arrows were shot directly into the cabin and nailed into it.

Jiang Sanjia waved his sleeve robe~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The sleeves covered by internal force rolled back and the wind shook all the flying arrows back.

Mu Xiaoyun's face changed suddenly, and he said in a low voice, "People from the Cao Gang."

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding arrows came like a violent storm, and the painting boat was like a boat in the wind and rain. Countless arrows swept in and shot it into a hedgehog.

There were ripples on the entire river surface.

Mu Xiaoyun and Jiang Sanjia are both second-rank cultivation bases, so naturally they will not be hurt by arrows, and they are blocked by arrows in an instant.

After the arrow rain shot for a while, there was no movement.

"Ma'am, the helper has a request."

At this moment, a gloomy voice sounded.

I saw a scary white-faced scholar stepping on the water, like a water monkey that was rumored to have drowned in the river, and his eyes were even more gloomy.

The person here is the poisoner Guo Yuchun.

The moment he saw that person, Jiang Sanjia's heart sank to the bottom, and then he looked to the side.

Now that Guo Yuchun appeared, it was impossible for him to be the only one around.

"Is that what you did to Mrs. Ben?"

Mu Xiaoyun frowned and said coldly.

Guo Yuchun clasped his fists and sneered, "I have offended a lot this time. I also asked Mrs. Haihan. I hope Mrs. won't make it difficult for her subordinates."

Although the words are asking for guilt, the eyes are full of threats.

"Okay, it's difficult for a good subordinate."

Mu Xiaoyun's eyes narrowed into a gap, "If I don't want to go back, will you shoot more arrows to offend more?"

"What do you think? Madam."

Guo Yuchun's gloomy face twitched at the corners of his mouth, his sharp eyes were a bit fierce, and the murderous aura in his dark pupils seemed to be able to put people to death.