My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult Chapter 22

Soon, the song was finished.

Li Yue glanced down at the audience, stood up and said, "Thank you, Li Yue, for your appreciation tonight."

The voice is crisp and sweet, with a hint of charm.

"Miss Liyue is polite."

"Yes, that's very polite."

Everyone raised their glasses politely.

Even though his heart is already very itchy, he still maintains the good style of this beast.

"Good! Great good! It's really my honor to hear Miss Liyue's song "Guan Shanyue", and I'm so lucky in this life!"

At this moment, a loud shout resounded in the painting boat.

The person who spoke was not someone else, it was Zhou Xianming.

At this time, Zhou Xianming's face was flushed and his expression was impassioned.

It shouldn't be such a big reaction...

An Jing was so frightened by the sudden loud shout that his cup shook. What he knew was that you were shouting to another singer, but if he didn't know, he thought you were the champion of high school.

Liyue covered her mouth and chuckled: "Young Master Zhou is really ridiculous, a little girl can't afford it, and I feel ashamed in my heart. Thank you Young Master Zhou for coming again. If you have time, I will invite Young Master Zhou to have a drink and express my gratitude. "

With a frown and a smile, he was distracted.

Watching Zhou Xianming's heart beating wildly, he couldn't help himself.

"Brother Zhou, someone is gone."

After a long while, An Jing patted Zhou Xianming on the shoulder.

"Doctor Xiao An."

Zhou Xianming came back to his senses and said excitedly, "Did you hear that?"

"What did you hear?"

"With so many people, Miss Liyue only said one sentence to me, didn't you hear it?"

"heard it."

An Jing glanced at Zhou Xianming.

I've been licking the dog...

It seems that he shouldn't believe in this unknown opportunity, but he has already spent two taels of silver. If he doesn't continue to wait, he will not be reconciled.

"What she said definitely had a deep meaning, absolutely."

Zhou Xianming clenched his fists.

"Don't think too much." An Jing sighed: "This will not end well."

"Think about it, why didn't she tell others, why did she just tell me?" Zhou Xianming said with a serious face.

"This........"

An Jing was speechless. At that time, you were the loudest, and the words you shouted were the most bizarre. What did she like about you, a pauper in his thirties or an ugly one?

Of course, these words are naturally impossible to say.

"She was hinting at me."

Zhou Xianming suddenly slammed the table and woke up.

"What did he imply to you?"

"The love that lasts until death is always difficult, and it is not tolerated by the world. She must be very distressed in her heart, and she can't openly reveal her feelings to me."

"You really think too much, Mr. Zhou."

"How much money does a clear shepherd cost to redeem himself?" Zhou Xianming didn't listen to An Jing's words at all. He was now full of what Liyue told him just now.

He felt that Liyue's words were addressed to him.

"Do you want to use the bus privately?" An Jing said in surprise.

Sure enough, the old saying is right, love is easy to get dizzy, but Zhou Xianming's rush is too violent, it seems that the blood vessels are split.

Even if he was a noble, his background was very bad. Zhou Xianming seemed to be a scholar or a scholar, but he was famous and famous, and his status in the Dayan Dynasty was not low.

In the history books or miscellaneous notes, there are mostly stories of scholars falling in love with brothel women, but what happened in the real world was a bit bloody, making it difficult to accept.

"What is the private use of the bus?" Zhou Xianming glared angrily when he heard that, with a look as if you were going to overturn the table if you said one more word.

"The redemption is very expensive, and Liyue is the oiran. The whole boat is supported by her, at least a few hundred dollars."

An Jing shook his head, you poor bastard, forget it, even if you redeem yourself, you have no money to maintain.

"Brother An, it's too vulgar to say money. Besides, these are all petty money."

Zhou Xianming shook his head, "The sincerity is priceless."

"All right."

An Jing also did not want to argue with Zhou Xianming about these useless things.

"You have another round, and I will pay you back when I have the money." Zhou Xianming poured a glass of wine on his own.

People who have always been unable to get money, actually feel confidently that a few hundred dollars is a small amount of money...

An Jing took out a tael of silver and threw it to the maid next to him, while he went out to get some air.

As night fell, the moonlight poured out for thousands of miles, leaning over the river.

The surrounding painting boats are like weaving, and the rivers are constantly flowing, so it is very lively.

"Tip 3: The unknown opportunity has been solved. There is a cyan opportunity in the painting boat. Obtaining this opportunity can improve the root bone."

"Huh? Raise the root bone!?"

When An Jing heard this, he was shocked.

You must know that he was able to reach the first-rank cultivation in such a short time, mostly because his root is a genius of the sky. If such a root is not bad, he will usually be the leader of the top sect in the future.

Such a root bone is already rare in the world, a first-class existence.

Now there is still a chance to improve his roots.

This is simply a great opportunity!

An Jing's heart sank, and he looked around. The book on the ground sensed an ordinary-looking painting boat.

An Jing returned to the painting boat and found Man Yue.

"This is fifty taels of silver. You can arrange a room for me."

"Okay son, I'll go now." Man Yue responded quickly with joy in her heart.

The boat is rippling and flowing with the wind.

In the painting boat, there is only one table, one pot of tea, four cups, and several futons, which are very simple.

Sitting at the table was a middle-aged Taoist priest in black clothes. The Taoist priest's face was slightly dark. If An Jing was there, he would definitely recognize the person in front of him.

Opposite her is a beautiful milf, and this milf, An Jing, has also met.

The glamorous mature woman said with a chuckle, "It's been decades since you and I were apart. The last time we met was in the Peach Garden in Yujing City. At that time, your temples were not so gray."

"It's better to see each other than to see each other." Compared with the enthusiasm of the glamorous mature woman, Jiang Sanjia was very cold.

"What you said made me very sad." The glamorous mature woman looked pitiful: "You were not like this back then, for my sister, you are very passionate about me, have you forgotten... …”

"To shut up!"

Jiang Sanjia frowned and said coldly, "Mu Xiaoyun, tell me what exactly you want to do."

Mu Xiaoyun, these three words can be described as thunderous and famous among the rivers and lakes.

Mu Xiaoyun is a member of the Mu family in Jiangnan Road. She was a famous beauty when she wandered around the world. I don't know how many young chivalrous men chased after her, bowed down to her pomegranate skirt, and then joined the Cao Gang. Gang master Liu Qingshan tied the knot and helped him manage the Cao Gang. Because of his vicious and ruthless methods, he was called a femme fatale.

Mu Xiaoyun is very famous, and her younger sister is even more famous, she is the concubine of Dayan today.

And the Mu family itself is the helm of the Jiangnan business, coupled with the identity of the royal family, the prestige in the Jiangnan Road is even more flourishing, and there is no two for a while.

And Jiang Sanjia had a relationship with Mu Xiaoyun's sister back then. At that time, the two of them were also a good story. One was a descendant of Guigu, a new noble in the court, and the other was a stunning beauty and a family of hairpins. Character.

But the final result was that Mu Xiaoyun's younger sister became the imperial concubine of the dynasty, and Jiang Sanjia resigned and retired.

Chapter end