I married the sect leader home

There are still a few days before the official start of the demon slaying conference, and the people from all walks of life gathered here to exchange ideas temporarily. Among them, the most lively place is the residence of the eldest son of Shenxue Building.

Yesterday, in front of the gate of Baijian Villa, a gentle and handsome young man surnamed Zhuo came to visit the eldest son.

This man's surname is Zhuo and his name is Fanfan. He is the son of the well-known Overlord Spear in Jianghu. However, when Zhuo Feifan was still young, he had seen a woman's swordsmanship.

The sword energy sweeps across thousands of miles, like a battlefield where two armies are fighting; and there are ethereal and elegant sword moves, like the Milky Way entering the sky.

In winter, snowflakes were flying all over the sky. The woman held a sword and stood on top of the plum tree, with a bright yellow wintersweet flower on the tip of the sword. Under the plum tree was the enemy's corpse, covered by the falling snow.

Lamei was sent to Xiao Zhuo Feifan who was stunned below.

"Send it to you."

After that, the woman floated away, and the flying black robe was in the white world, just like the most beautiful ink painting.

Zhuo Feifei has been fascinated since then, and he wants to learn swordsmanship, and his father is so angry that he wants to die.

After that, Zhuo Feifan's father was furious, and the successor of the Overlord Spear changed.

Zhuo Feifei saw his father catch his four-year-old sister to practice guns every day, saying that laying the foundation should start from a baby, and he was frantic.

Zhuo Feifan was all grateful for his decision to learn swordsmanship.

Right now, Zhuo Feifan took his saber and met the only person he admired above swordsmanship.

Zhuo Feifan excitedly stood in front of the eldest son of the Shenxue Building in white and masked, and saluted with fists in his hands: "Please give me your advice!"

Zhang Lanyu, who came out with Cang Ming, looked at his own Ah Ming, nodded slightly, and stretched out his hand: "Please!"

His voice is different from the original tone, as if it was peach blossom wine that was dug out after being buried in the ground for decades. It has just opened the lid of the mud seal, and the mellow aroma is tangy!It happened that the peach blossoms fell from the tree and fell into the peach blossom wine, spinning around, beautiful and intoxicating.

Cang Ming, dressed in white, suppressed all dangerous auras and became upright and harmless.

The elegant gentleman, bewildered the beauty's face.

Zhang Lanyu stared at Cang Ming with bold and burning eyes, and his eyes gradually sank.

How dare he covet his wife!

When Zhang Lanyu was feeling jealous, someone next to him was curious that the eldest son of Shenxuelou, who had always been a loner, would be accompanied by an outsider, so he couldn't help but stepped forward and asked, "I don't know who you are from the eldest son?"

Zhang Lanyu rolled his eyes and said angrily, "My wife!"

"..."

The man looked Zhang Lanyu up and down, rolled his eyes, and muttered, "Could it be crazy?"

Zhang Lanyu couldn't hear what he said vaguely, and his attention was all on his wife.

Cang Ming and Zhuo Feifei both had drawn their swords.

Before the Cang Ming sword was released, the sword's power had already risen.

In this gap, the man said again: "Your Excellency really likes to joke, I'm afraid it's not a boy? Hahahahaha..."

Zhang Lanyu turned his head and narrowed his eyes, his eyes suddenly became sharp.

The other party choked on the wanton smile, put his hand on his lips and coughed to cover up the embarrassment on his face.

Zhang Lanyu ignored him and continued to look at Cang Ming.

The two had already moved, but before the sword move arrived, the sword energy arrived first, and sword marks appeared one after another on the ground behind the two, which was shocking.

Both of them are masters of swordsmanship, and they gave up the temptation as soon as they fought, their dazzling figures and sword moves intertwined in the light and shadow.

Zhang Lanyu looked a little worried, Ah Ming's internal strength had just recovered, although Ah Ming had promised him that there would be no more mistakes or sequelae, but he was still worried.

The sword has no eyes, he is afraid that Ah Ming will be hurt.

At this time, after the embarrassment of the person next to him, he whispered in Zhang Lanyu's ear: "Young Master's swordsmanship is really No. 1 in the world! However, I don't know who is better than the leader of the Demon Cult? "

Zhang Lanyu subconsciously defended his wife: "Of course it is..." After opening his mouth, realizing that both of them are wives, he paused, and his tone became even, "We are not alike."

The person on the opposite side shook his head and clicked twice: "That's not necessarily true. There are rumors that the leader of the Demon Cult went mad and lost all his martial arts. He is so weak that he can even bully a baby."

"..."

Zhang Lanyu turned his head to look at Cang Ming, who suddenly split the rockery with a sword energy, and left a deep ravine of sword marks on the ground. The opponent stood holding the sword, and suddenly had a slender figure, white clothes fluttering, black hair fluttering, beautiful picturesque.

Extremely fierce, beautiful to the extreme.

"Can even a baby be bullied?" Zhang Lanyu chuckled, which little baby is so powerful, find it out and show him.

Seeing that he didn't believe it, the man wanted to continue talking to him, but he saw that Cang Ming had finished his fight with Zhuo Feifan and was walking towards this side.

The fierce sword on the opponent's body has not yet fully restrained, and every time he takes a step, he relieves his strength. When he comes to the front, his breath is harmonious, and he has returned to his usual appearance.

But with such a magnanimous person, ordinary people are still under pressure. The man's opened mouth was slowly closed, and he moved to the side without any trace, but his eyes took the opportunity to peek.

Cang Ming walked up to Zhang Lanyu, tilted his head and whispered something in his ear, Zhang Lanyu nodded, and the two went back into the room.

This shows that today's exchange has come to an end.

Everyone left reluctantly, and looked at Zhuo Feifan enviously. If he could get the guidance of the eldest son of Shenxuelou, he would be able to improve his martial arts greatly in the future.

Everyone was talking and was about to leave, but at this moment, a loud voice broke in.

"Is this our future Sword God? I don't think so!"

Walking in was a man with a rough face and half of his face covered with a beard. Although he was a bit older, he was full of energy.

Following in, there was also a beautiful girl in red.

With a gun on her back, the girl ran straight towards Zhuo Bufan: "Brother!"

"Girls, be more reserved!" Zhuo Bufan avoided the girl's pounce, while saluting to the burly bearded man who came over, "I've seen you."

The man snorted coldly, blew his beard and stared: "Do you still recognize me as a father?"

The girl giggled from the side and said, "Dad obviously talked about brother all the way on the road? Why did you get angry again when we met?"

It was Bawangqiang and his beloved daughter who came here. King Zhuoqiang glared at his daughter, and saw his son looking at him with a smile on his face, his cold face couldn't hold back anymore.

Turning his head away, snorted coldly, and said a little uncomfortable: "If you have time, go home and see more, your mother misses you."

Zhuo Bufan replied with a smile: "Understood, Dad."

The girl looked at the father and son, rolled her eyes, and suddenly drew her gun to attack Zhuo Bufan: "Brother, let my sister see how much progress you have made in these years?"

Zhuo Bufan drew his sword to block, and the two started fighting.

Cang Ming's yard became lively again.

In the room, Zhang Lanyu was pressing on Cang Ming's body, his undressing hands trembled slightly, listening to the noise outside, he endured it again and again.

not angry.

Along the way, they only cared about their journey, and with Uncle Chen by their side, they hadn't made out for a long time.

Just now seeing Ah Ming's charming and charming figure, his whole body was agitated, he wanted to be intimate with Ah Ming.

Can not be moved by foreign objects.

Zhang Lanyu closed his eyes, and leaned over to kiss Ah Ming, when the wall suddenly bumped, making him shiver in fright.

Unbearable, Zhang Lanyu got up and dressed, with a fierce look on his face, he rushed out of the room aggressively, carrying a whip.

"Give me enough time!"

Zhang Lanyu whipped out a whip and sent flying a gun that was thrusting towards him.

"..."

Did he face life and death just now?

The Jianghu people present instantly extinguished their voices and looked at Zhang Lanyu one by one in unison. Dozens of faces made the same movement, which looked extraordinarily strange.

Zhang Lanyu: "..."

The girl in red suddenly let out an exclamation, breaking the strange silence of the scene.

The girl ran over to pick up her gun, and looked at Zhang Lanyu: "Young hero is good at whipping, I don't know what school and school the young hero comes from? Who is the teacher? Can your master accept his disciples?"

The girl was so excited that she ran to Zhang Lanyu, "Do you think your master would like a disciple like me?"

"..."

Zhang Lanyu's cold and serious face almost burst.

The girl wanted to say something, but her father grabbed her and took her away. At the same time, she looked at Zhang Lanyu warily, especially staying on the whip in his hand for a moment longer.

There were also other senior people at the scene who recognized the whip in Zhang Lanyu's hand, and immediately exclaimed, "Silver snake whip? That's not the elder of the Demon Sect..."

He realized something and immediately shut his mouth.

However, even if the words are not complete, the word "Demon Cult" is enough to make other people fully vigilant.

Someone started whispering.

"What about the devil's religion?"

"Silver snake whip! You don't know? It's the weapon of a certain elder of the Devil's Cult."

"Ah? Then why is it in the hands of this young man? Could it be that he is the successor of the elder of the Demon Cult?"

"Huh? No, as far as I know, hasn't that Demon Sect elder been expelled from the sect?"

"Then what's going on now?"

Another person said in a terrified tone: "Did you pay attention to the wrong focus? Now you are a member of the Demon Cult, and you have come to our Demon Slayer Conference!"

As soon as these words came out, they fell into silence again.

At the next moment, the atmosphere exploded with a bang.

rub rub...

The sounds of drawing swords, knives, and double halberds, and so on, spread into the air as the weapons were unsheathed, and all aimed at Zhang Lanyu.

Zhang Lanyu frowned, his face changed slightly.

broken!

The current in the air seemed to freeze, and the swords were on the verge of breaking out, as if a bloody battle would start in the next moment.

Squeak

The door behind Zhang Lanyu opened, and Cang Ming appeared at the door. The blood-red flowers blooming on the silver mask were particularly seductive, but at this moment, the aura like frost and snow on the man in white washed away the evil spirit. charm.

Cang Ming stood beside Zhang Lanyu, looking at the dozens of people present, "What are you guys doing?"

After a moment of silence, someone shouted: "He is a member of the Demon Cult!"

Cang Ming's voice was calm: "Everyone misunderstood."

"The whip in his hand belongs to the elder of the Demon Sect."

Cang Ming took the whip from Zhang Lanyu's hand, swiped it seemingly casually, and knocked down the hidden weapon that was flying over by a person in the corner. Seeing that he was exposed, the other party quickly turned around and fled.

Cang Ming didn't even look at it, and with a flick of his wrist, he whipped out a whip. The whip was like a living snake, "biting" the hidden weapon that had just been shot down to the ground, and returned it.

Hearing a scream of "ah", the person who had just escaped a few steps fell to the ground and his body twitched.

Cang Ming continued slowly: "This whip was given by the elder of the Demon Sect before his death, so, do you have any questions?"

"Then..." Someone raised his arm and pointed at Zhang Lanyu, "Who is he?"

Cang Ming said calmly, "Oh, my wife."

"..."

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