My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult Chapter 134

Yuzhou City, Ji Shitang.

At this time, Ji Shitang had turned into a mourning hall, it was pitch black, and the heavy coffin was placed in the center.

During the day, many people of Yuzhou City came to pay homage.

At night, Han Wenxin was the only one left to keep watch.

At this moment, he was dressed in linen and sat beside the coffin.

Little Hei Zai hadn't seen Tan Yun and An Jing for two days. At this moment, he seemed to know something, and he let out a wailing sound with a bit of sadness in his voice.

"Han Zhaotou, what should I do with this medicine box?" Niu Fu walked in and asked, "I see something that Dr. An never leaves."

"Since Brother An is gone, put all these things in the coffin." Han Wenxin sighed with his eyes closed.

"It can only be the."

After Niu Fu finished speaking, he then put the medicine box into the coffin.

After a brief tidying up, Niu Fu left the mourning hall.

Han Wenxin touched the little black boy lying on the ground, and said softly, "Brother An, Brother An, we have known each other for a few years, but I didn't expect you to suddenly pass away..."

In the past few days, he has been inquiring about the news of An Jing's sudden death that day, trying to find some clues, but no matter how bad it is, there is no clue.

Just as Bai surnamed on the street said, An Jing fell down suddenly, and then completely lost his breath, and died without warning.

"Is it poisoning?"

Han Wenxin frowned, then shook his head again.

An Jing is a doctor. There are very few people who can poison him. He must be a master of poison in the world. If this is the case, why bother?

"Wang Wang Wang!"

The little black boy suddenly shouted excitedly, and kept barking around An Jing's coffin.

"Little black boy, what are you doing?"

Han Wenxin grabbed the little black boy.

But the little black boy kept surrounding the coffin, ignoring Han Wenxin at all.

"Hey, this dog is crazy."

Seeing this, Han Wenxin felt even more sad, "Brother An, don't worry, I will definitely investigate this matter."

The moonlight was bleak, with a hint of coolness.

Not far from Ji Shitang, a figure squatted on the eaves.

This person is not someone else, it is the Sect Protector Shuiyue.

"The Tan Hufa is gone too..."

Shuiyue is a high-level member of the Demon Sect, so she naturally knows some things about Tan Yun and Zhao Qingmei staying in this Ji Shitang.

In the past few days, the sudden death of Yuzhou City's genius doctor has been rumored, and Shuiyue has personally squatted in Ji Shitang for two days.

The news had already been passed on to the Sect Master Li Fuzhou and the leader of the Dongluoguan Demon Sect through the unique channel of the Human Sect.

In Dayan, the information is transmitted quickly, but when Dayan is out, the information is transmitted relatively slowly, so Shuiyue can only wait for Li Fuzhou's order now.

But what surprised him was how did Tan Yun disappear?

With the cultivation of the second rank of Tanyun, he is considered a good player in this arena.

"Fuck it!"

Shuiyue thought of something, and her eyes were slightly red.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

At this moment, a figure floated by.

Then he whispered: "Guardian, the spies in Linjiang City have news, and it seems that they have found the figure of Tanhufa, but she has no local secret connection."

"what!?"

Shuiyue's heart trembled, and then a trace of doubt appeared.

Tan Yun went to Linjiang City alone, but he did not contact the Renzong scouts. Why is this?

Xingping fourteen years, February 21.

Taboo: marrying, offering sacrifices, praying for blessings, begging for an heir.

Pros: dig a well, bury, plant, travel.

Outside Yuzhou City, above Beishan.

On a grave, yellow money fluttered in the wind.

Han Wenxin knelt before the grave with a bit of sadness in his expression.

The little black boy was lying on the ground, sobbing.

"Brother An!"

Han Wenxin looked at the tomb and said seriously, "Don't worry, I will practice more in the future, and I will find out the truth of your death."

With that said, Han Wenxin picked up the jug and poured it down.

Thinking that no one would drink and brag with him in the future, Han Wenxin couldn't help wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes.

He swore in his heart that he would find the person behind An Jing and avenge An Jing's hatred.

"Hey."

Han Wenxin sat on the mound and babbled, somehow remembering the first time the two met.

"When I saw you for the first time, I knew that you were not an ordinary person. You were even more handsome and unrestrained than me. It seems that you are jealous of talents."

"Brother An, after you left, there is one less confidant in this world."

"There are thousands of people in this world, who can understand me?"

"On the Three Temple Mountains, the vegetarian food is pretty good, but they don't have any women, they still call me to reboot every day."

"Buddha, Buddha, if Brother An can really survive, I swear by Han Wenxin, I will reboot for this."

Han Wenxin sat beside the mound, took a sip, and said everything.

After a long while, the wine in the jug had been drunk, and Han Wenxin was a little overwhelmed.

"Brother An, let's go, I'll come to see you more when I have time in the future."

Han Wenxin took a deep breath, tidied up his clothes, and then looked at the little black boy, "You can go back to Sanmiaoshan with me, you are the dog left by Brother An, from now on I will treat it like my own. , if I eat it in one bite, you will eat it in one bite, and I will never treat you badly."

Saying that, he reached out his hand to pick up the little black boy.

"Wow!" "Wow!"

Seeing Han Wenxin's palm stretched out, the little black boy hurriedly ran into the distance.

"Little thing, don't you want to go?"

Seeing this, Han Wenxin looked a little sad, "Hey, forget it, it's up to you."

Han Wenxin sighed heavily, then strode into the distance.

Little Hei Zai found a comfortable place and continued to lie beside the grave, as if looking at An Jing under the grave.

Yujing Road, Tianmen City.

When we arrived at Tianmen City, it was not far from the Jade Capital City.

In the Laifu Inn.

"Mr. Li, you really don't want to enter the Jade Capital?" Zhou Xianming asked as he packed up and saluted.

"I still have some old friends to visit, so I don't rush to enter." Li Fuzhou smiled.

"Okay, then I'll enter the Jade Capital first." Zhou Xianming clasped his fists.

Getting along during this period of time made Zhou Xianming feel a little more emotional about Li Fuzhou, who is also a teacher and a friend. At this moment, parting is naturally a little more reluctant.

"Go, be careful when you arrive at Yujing City."

Li Fuzhou's expression also became a little serious.

He is very clear about Zhou Xianming. He has talent and ambition. As long as such a person is an official, he can't hide it, and such a person will also cause constant disturbances.

"I know."

Zhou Xianming is no longer stunned.

He has traveled all over the world, and this time he is also confident in his official career. Now the situation in Dayan is chaotic, and one person needs to designate the world.

And he is confident that he is such a person, or that he wants to be such a person.

The two looked at each other, and Zhou Xianming bowed before leaving.

Parting is for a better reunion next time.

Looking at the back of Zhou Xianming's departure, Li Fuzhou was also very emotional. He originally wanted to recruit Zhou Xianming, but later found that Zhou Xianming's revenge was so deep that it was difficult to achieve based on the current foundation of the demon religion.

In Zhou Xianming's heart, there are thousands of ravines and infinite universes. It really resembles when he was young.

Hit it.

Hit the south wall and you'll know.

Even though Zhou Xianming's back disappeared, Li Fuzhou still looked in the direction away, as if looking at Zhou Xianming and Jade Capital City.

Just then, a figure hurried over.

"Sect Master, Jiangnan Road urgent report."

This person is the shopkeeper of Laifu Inn, and he is also a secret agent of Renzong.

"Say it."

Li Fuzhou raised his brows and asked.

The shopkeeper of Nalaifu Inn hurriedly said: "Jiangnan Road Yuzhou City Water Protection Law urgently reported that An Jing, the doctor of Ji Shitang, died suddenly. It seems to be coming to Jade Capital City."

"what!?"

Li Fuzhou was stunned when he heard the news.

An Jing is dead! ?

Tan Yun ran away! ?

Who is An Jing?

He is the bane of Zhao Qingmei, the leader of the Demon Sect.

These two news are undoubtedly like a bolt from the blue. Rao is Li Fuzhou's deep determination, and he can't help but look strange for a while.

Li Fuzhou took a deep breath and said, "Tanyun is in Linjiang City now? You send her a letter through the master of Renzong, and ask her to rush to Tianmen City. Go now."

"Yes."

The shopkeeper of Laifu Inn hurriedly responded after hearing this, and then hurried down.

Li Fuzhou began to think quickly.

An Jing died violently! ?

The little doctor has a long body of Qi, his face is rosy and bright, and he walks smoothly on weekdays, obviously he is in good health.

How could it be possible to die violently? !

If there is anything wrong, Zhao Qingmei could not have discovered it, and should have been cured long ago.

And why did Tan Yun leave Ji Shitang, he didn't even send a secret letter to himself.

There must be someone who wants to kill this little doctor, and this person should still be a member of the Demon Sect. Tan Yun did not dare to use the spy of Ren Zong to send a secret letter because he was afraid...

"Could it be Jiang Renyi!?"

Li Fuzhou shook his head and said, "Jiang Renyi shouldn't be so stupid."

Zhao Qingmei has already reached the realm of the master, and she has not killed Jiang Renyi, which is to leave room for each other. At this moment, Jiang Renyi touches her inverse scale, and she is undoubtedly seeking her own death.

"Could it be Duanmu Xinghua?"

Duanmu Xinghua is the master of the Tianzong, and besides Zhao Qingmei, the most powerful person in the demon sect, and he has the most elite and powerful masters in the demon sect.

But what was her motive?

When Zhao Qingmei took the position of the leader of the Demon Sect, she was the most powerful supporter. It is impossible to know Zhao Qingmei's temperament. If she really kills An Jing, it is also somewhat unlikely.

Li Fuzhou frowned and began to think quickly, he knew what Tan Yunding knew.

"The little doctor..."

Thinking of An Jing's death like this, Li Fuzhou couldn't help but let out a long sigh, feeling a little regretful in his heart.

Long ago, Li Fuzhou had vaguely anticipated this situation.

After all, Zhao Qingmei is the master of the Demon Sect, and her husband is an ordinary doctor.

Zhao Qingmei has to withstand all the pressure alone, An Jing will definitely become Zhao Qingmei's constraint in the future, become her weakness, and the magic religion may also be affected.

This weakness is so deadly!

After all, in Li Fuzhou's view, Zhao Qingmei and An Jing seem to be people from two different worlds.

However, the little lady is still very good, and both her vision and her personality are excellent, like a piece of rough jade, but no one has found that it has turned into a stubborn stone after being blown by the wind and the sun.

"How similar is this scene..."

An Jing's death reminded him of that woman, and Li Fuzhou's face became a little more disappointed.

Different people, but the same result.

"Master..."

Li Fuzhou couldn't help sighing in his heart when he thought of how Zhao Qingmei knew the news.

He did not intend to pass the secret letter to Dongluoguan through the secret letter of the human sect spy, but personally wrote a letter to Zhao Qingmei. Although the time will be later, in his opinion, this matter is likely to cause violent turmoil in the demon sect. .

East Luoguan, East Luota.

A beautiful, elegant pavilion.

Zhao Qingmei was leaning on the beauty's couch, her eyebrows were tightly locked, and her palms kept fiddling with the paper figurines in her hands.

"What's the matter, husband, you haven't responded to me for two days."

Zhao Qingmei bit her lip, feeling a little nervous and anxious.

In the past, as long as she fiddled with the paper figure, An Jing would respond to her quickly, even when she was very busy, she would take time off, but she hasn't responded to her since yesterday, which is somewhat abnormal.

"Could it be that the paper figure is damaged?"

Zhao Qingmei touched the paper figurine, "Still... No, there must be no other possibility."

This paper figurine is very easy to break, and coupled with An Jing's careless temper, maybe it is really possible.

"Tiantianxi is connected to my blood, and there is nothing unusual at this moment, which means that he should not be in danger of life..."

But there was still some anxiety in her heart.

"Autumn Rong!"

Zhao Qingmei shouted.

"Subordinates are here!"

The next moment, Yu Qiurong's voice sounded outside the door.

In the Demon Sect, Tan Yun is not Zhao Qingmei's personal maid, and the relationship between the two is not very close.

Zhao Qingmei's real personal maid is Yu Qiurong, and Yu Qiurong is also the one who was promoted by Zhao Qingmei in addition to the first seat of the Xuanwu Throne.

Zhao Qingmei said indifferently: "Go and check the information about Yuzhou Chengji Shitang. The sooner the better."

Hearing this, Yu Qiurong felt a little reluctant in her heart, but she still said, "I see."

In her opinion, people like Zhao Qingmei will definitely achieve supreme dominance in the future. No man can match her, and naturally a mediocre doctor in Yuzhou City is not worthy of it.

But since Yu Qiurong saw Zhao Qingmei's thoughts last time, she knew that Zhao Qingmei had real feelings, so she didn't dare to play tricks on it at this moment.

Yu Qiurong walked out of the boudoir and said in a low voice, "Since the sect master wants to support the harem, why not be a male pet for the little doctor?"

The night is getting darker and the world is dark.

Yuzhou City, Beishan.

Lightning flashes above the sky, and the wind howls.

After a while, it started to rain, and the rain became heavier and heavier, making the top of Beishan a mist.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

The thunder light above the sky was like a horned dragon, making a deafening sound.

Yuzhou City has not seen such a downpour for a long time.

"Boom!"

At this time, a lightning bolt slashed down like a sharp sword, as if it had hit the grave.

"Tom!"

Then in the rainstorm, a broken voice sounded, and the tomb exploded.

The broken coffins and soil were scattered on both sides, and they soon merged with the rain.

At this moment, a palm stretched out from the coffin.

"boom!"

The palm of the hand pressed **** the ground, and then a handsome face emerged.

The majestic rain slanted down, as if to completely drown the figure.

This person is not someone else, it is An Jing.

"Hahaha!"

An Jing raised his head and laughed, merciless rain dripping down his cheeks.

His laughter is complicated, three-point anger, three-point happiness.

He is not dead!

Jiang Shang's palm really shattered his heart. Logically speaking, he was bound to die, but because he had reached Erxuan's Ghost Valley, he had already practiced the paper figurine surrogate death technique before he could come back to life again.

Suddenly, he felt a heat in his chest.

"Um?"

An Jing put his palm on his chest, and then took it out.

That was the seal that Zhao Qingmei left him at the end. At this moment, a hot red light was being released under the seal, and the font on the seal surface gradually became clearer.

"Turn Tianxi?"

An Jing looked at the words, his brows furrowed, and he looked carefully, but found nothing unusual, and this time he put away the Heavenly Seal.

The rain was dripping, as if to drown him again.

"My way..."

Thinking of Jiang Ye's last words, An Jing's eyes were very calm, but he could see a trace of thunder in the calm.

Weakness is the original sin.

Jiang Ye is right, in this cruel world it is a sin for you to be weak.

As a rabbit, you should accept being preyed on by tigers.

In Jiang Ye's eyes, he is nothing but an ant in his palm, which can be destroyed by turning his hand.

An Jing didn't say anything, just put the most ruthless words in his heart.

"An Jing is dead..."

An Jing took a deep breath, then jumped out with his palm on the ground, and glanced around.

He was very familiar with this place, it was Beishan outside Yuzhou City.

Suddenly, something seemed to be beating in his arms.

"paper man!?"

An Jing put his hand on his chest and took out a paper figurine, "Qingmei, maybe she doesn't know she's dead yet."

Thinking of this, he responded quickly.

But the next moment, the paper man started to twitch again.

An Jing couldn't help but smiled bitterly, "Madam, wait for me first."

Now is not the time to respond.

An Jing carefully put away the paper figurines, and prepared to restore the coffin and the grave, so that Lord Jiang could truly feel at ease.

"Um?"

In the coffin, he saw his medicine chest.

"Although An Jing is dead, the ghost swordsman is still alive."

An Jing chuckled lightly, then put away the medicine box and used it, completely restored it according to the style of the grave.

After doing all this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and hurried towards the Qinghe Wharf.

As he ran wildly, he played with the paper figurines, "I haven't heard anything from myself these days, so Madam must be in a hurry."

The paper man kept twitching, An Jing couldn't help feeling warm when he saw this

With someone who cares so much about me, how could I be willing to die?

After a quarter of an hour, An Jing carefully put away the paper man.

"Crash!"

In the dock of the Qinghe River, a huge snake head appeared, An Jing jumped on the body of the millennium black anaconda, and manipulated the millennium black anaconda to run along the river towards the city of Yuzhou.

There is also a huge advantage of the millennium black boa being made into a living puppet, that is, the qi in the body has disappeared, and even the top masters in this world will not be able to discover its qi.

Going along the river towards the city, the city is dark and silent, and there are only a few painting boats hanging red lanterns on the river.

The Millennium Black Anaconda is suspended at the bottom of the river, like a ghost walking at night.

Standing in the middle of Yuzhou River, An Jing saw Ji Shi Tang in front of him at a glance.

At this moment, the candle flame of Ji Shitang went out, and the door and side door were closed.

Only Xiao Hei Zai was lying at the door, sleeping, as if he sensed An Jing's return, he called out twice and looked around.

And An Jing stood on the head of the thousand-year-old black boa, looked at Ji Shitang quietly, and finally sighed heavily.

In Yuzhou City.

In a dilapidated hotel, the rain dripped down.

In the room, an old man was closing his eyes and resting.

This person is the old man.

Suddenly, he seemed to sense something, opened his eyes suddenly, and then pinched his fingers.

"Appeared? My Ghost Valley faction's paper figurine death technique is really interesting."

The paper figurines of the Guigu faction need to cultivate the Guigu mentality to the Second Profound Realm, and there are very few people in the world who understand this Ghost Valley mentality, and even fewer have cultivated to the Second Profound Realm.

"It should be the ghost swordsman that junior brother said. It's really unusual, and he has cultivated to the second profound realm so quickly."

The Second Profound Realm can already be regarded as one who has cultivated the Ghost Valley mentality to the point of entering the hall. Generally, people with good aptitudes need to practice asceticism decades ago.

Extending the palm of the old man, the sword placed on the table appeared in his palm.

Teleportation!

The next moment, the old man Xiang disappeared into the hotel.

Faxi Temple, dormitory.

Han Wenxin was sleeping soundly on the bed in the dormitory. He had not had a good rest for several days.

"Brother Han!"

At this moment, a dark shadow fell into the room, and then lightly patted Han Wenxin's face.

It was An Jing who came.

"Xiaohuan, I can't do it anymore..."

Han Wenxin grunted and said in a daze.

"How can a man say no?"

"Snapped!"

An Jing patted Han Wenxin's cheek fiercely.

Han Wenxin sat up abruptly, then looked at An Jing and said, "Brother An, let me sleep for a while."

Having said that, Han Wenxin was about to fall on the bed and continue to sleep, but the next moment he sat up suddenly, with a look of horror on his face.

"you you......"

Isn't An Jing dead?

Is this a ghost?

Or did An Jing entrust him with a dream?

"Don't you know me?" An Jing smiled.

Seeing An Jing's smile, Han Wenxin was even more frightened, and tears flowed instantly: "Brother An, I'm sorry for you, when I was drinking with you before, I secretly mixed water, and I told Xiaohuan Your bad words, that you are weak and short, and even borrowed your name to do some bad things.... My conscience was eaten by dogs, I'm sorry for you in Korean... woo woo, you You're a ghost, and you still think of me."

An Jing's face sank, and he said, "What bad things have you done?"

"I wrote a letter to Miss Cao's family in your handwriting and asked her to enjoy flowers together, but she didn't come."

Han Wenxin cried and said: "Brother An, I know you died miserably, you tell me who killed you, I will definitely help you to avenge, you can reincarnate in peace, don't be a loner in the mortal world. You're a ghost."

"Fuck!"

An Jing slapped Han Wenxin's bare braised egg with a slap, "I'm still alive and well."

Han Wenxin felt a pain in the back of his head, and he was stunned when he heard An Jing's words.

"real or fake?"

"Of course it's true."

Han Wenxin touched An Jing's hand carefully, "Oh, this hand is really hot."

"You're really not dead!?"

Han Wenxin pinched his thigh, feeling a pain, and looked at An Jing in front of him with stunned expression.

An Jing is not dead! ?

What exactly is going on! ?

An Jing said angrily: "Brother Han, I won't mention the bad things you did in the past."

"Fart, it was all my nonsense just now."

Han Wenxin's face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he said angrily: "Brother An, what is going on here? I have guarded your spirit for three days in vain."

An Jing took a deep breath and said, "It's a long story, so I'll keep it short. I offended a master, so I can only get away with fake death for the time being."

Han Wenxin said arrogantly, "Just say it, I'll help you settle it."

"Let's not talk about it."

An Jing thought for a while, and asked in a condensed voice, "How is Tan Yun?"

Han Wenxin said honestly: "She disappeared, and I looked for her for three days."

"Missing?"

An Jing frowned, but his heart was cold.

He remembered very clearly that when he was about to step into Ji Shitang, it was Tan Yun who told him to run away. Did Jiang Ye kill him?

"Yeah, inexplicably disappeared." Han Wenxin nodded.

During this time, he mobilized all his connections to find out where Tan Yun was, but how could he find Tan Yun with his connections?

"I know."

An Jing took a deep breath, "I can't stay in Yuzhou City anymore. I plan to go to Qingmei first. If I miss her on the way, please stop her and send me a message."

Han Wenxin trembled after hearing this, and nodded slightly, "But how do I contact you?"

An Jing never said who he had offended, but Han Wenxin knew that this was definitely not a simple person.

Because when Wang He and Wang Zhiping's uncle and nephew embarrassed An Jing, he didn't even frown.

"There's a paper man here."

An Jing took out two paper figurines, handed one of them to Han Wenxin, and said, "There is a paper figurine here, you can contact me, as long as you move his right hand, I will know immediately."

"Oh?"

Han Wenxin's eyes lit up when he saw the paper figurine, "This is a good thing, is there a bigger one?"

"What are you going to do?"

An Jing frowned.

Han Wenxin played with it and said with a smile, "I plan to invite the best painter in Yuzhou City..."

When An Jing heard this, he immediately knew what Han Wenxin was thinking, "I advise you to be careful. If this paper man is cut off, our contact will also be cut off."

This paper man is easy to break even if it breaks, and Han Wenxin likes to play with flowers...

Han Wenxin's face also became a little serious, and said, "Brother An, don't worry, when are you going to come back?"

"I don't know, let's find Qingmei first. As for the fact that I'm still alive, you can't tell anyone."

An Jing's voice sank, and he secretly said in his heart: I will come back when I kill Jiang Ye and find out who is behind him. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

"Brother An, you really are still learning martial arts."

Han Wenxin thought of something, and said with relief: "I said long ago, reading is useless, learning medicine is useless, we have to practice martial arts..."

"By the way, what state are you in now? Have you reached the sixth rank? Be careful when you go out like this."

An Jing took a deep breath and said, "Brother Han, take care of yourself and don't forget what I told you."

After speaking, An Jing turned his body upright and turned out of the window.

"suffer!"

Han Wenxin wanted to have a few more words with An Jing, but An Jing had long since disappeared, "What, I just left my sweet dream, and I didn't say a drink before I left, it's really not interesting."

After muttering, Han Wenxin seemed to think of something, and then hurriedly knelt down.

"The Buddha is above. I said before that as long as Brother An can survive, I will reboot. What I said is false, please don't take it to heart."

Chapter end