My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult Chapter 302

An Jing's words made Wuhou Wang Shiyi fall into contemplation.

Protect the family and the country, protect the home, defend the country, the National University or the King's University?

The more he thought about Wang Shiyi's brows, the deeper he frowned, as if a seed was buried in his heart.

And Li Qirong glanced at An Jing, although the words were loud, resounding like thunder in Li Qirong's ears, but the emotion disappeared in a flash.

As a Confucian scholar, his mind is extremely tough, and it is impossible for him to be moved by An Jing's few words.

If there is no royal family, the people of the Yan Kingdom are nothing more than livestock under the hoof of the golden horse.

On the official road, it suddenly became very quiet.

"That's it, farewell."

An Jing faced Wang Shiyi, Li Qirong clasped his fists, and then walked towards the distance.

Hee Harvard calmly followed behind An Jing, walking neither fast nor slow.

Wang Shiyi and Li Qirong were riding on horseback, with countless black elite cavalry behind them, and **** corpses in front of them.

The two of them watched their backs gradually move away, but they didn't speak.

After a long time, Wang Shiyi said: "Let's go, this ghost swordsman is also a person who knows righteousness, so he won't be jealous of waiting for me because he didn't come to Dongluoguan."

Li Qirong nodded and said, "Being in the wilderness, there are not many people who can care about the country's society."

Although An Jing disagreed with some words, he knew that these words were also for the common people of the world.

It's just that everyone has different ideas and positions, so they do things differently.

How great is a person's ability, he can do great things. Li Qirong asks himself that his ability is not bad, but he can't reach the level of helping the world, so sometimes he can only abandon the ego and achieve the big ego.

And he, Li Qirong, can only do what he can do.

Three days later, Houjin, a small tribe under the snow mountain.

In the tent, Nangong Weiping sat cross-legged on the ground, with the golden sacred artifact of the thousand-year-old snow lotus in her hand, the spiritual energy of which had been absorbed into her body, and the majestic essence purifies her flesh and bones.

With her current realm, she has been trained twice, and with her current strength, it is even more difficult to train for the third time. At least 30 years of hard work are required. Now this Xuelian is far less refined than her own true essence, but It was enough to give her more life.

After about ten breaths, Nangong Weiping began to breathe.

Zhao Qingmei pointed at the two boxes of snow lotus on the table and smiled: "Senior Nan, there are still two snow lotus plants. Since you don't have much effect on taking them, why don't I put them away for you first."

Nangong Weiping glanced at Zhao Qingmei, "You are a ghost and a ghost, anyway, this snow lotus is useless to the old man, you can take it."

The effect of Xuelian's cultivation is gradually decreasing, and the effect of purifying the internal organs and flesh and blood is only one time, and the great master needs to be promoted to the cultivation level.

And is there really a fairy in this world?

I'm afraid I don't know, because no one has really reached the realm above the great master.

"Thank you, senior."

Zhao Qingmei smiled and hugged the two boxes of snow lotuses in her arms. It is impossible to say that she could use this snow lotus to reach the cultivation of the four qi, and An Jing could also be promoted to the peak of the three qi.

Nangong Weiping took out a map and pointed at Zhao Guo, and said, "Next, let's go to the cloud tower you mentioned?"

Zhao Qingmei frowned slightly and said, "Senior Nan, I'm afraid we won't be able to go to the Black Ice Terrace for the time being."

Nangong Weiping asked, "Why?"

Zhao Qingmei said: "According to the information, the emperor summoned the masters of the Great Yan Rivers and Lakes, which may be related to the Great Yan Locking Longjing, and the masters of other forces will go there. The Yujing City is now surging, and I am worried... .."

Through Renzong's intelligence network, An Jing passed the news of Hee Havard's trip to Yujing City to Zhao Qingmei, so at this moment she knew that Yujing City was very dangerous.

Nangong Weiping said: "The masters of the Black Ice Terrace will also go?"

Zhao Qingmei nodded and said, "It's very possible."

"Wouldn't that be better?"

Nangong Weiping said indifferently: "Lao Shen went to Yunta this time to take advantage of the blood of Huang, the Jade Capital City, the Royal Family of Dayan, and the general situation of the world has nothing to do with Lao Shen."

Zhao Qingmei said blankly, "But my husband is still in the Jade Capital City."

Nangong Weiping smiled lightly, and said, "Don't worry, there are very few people in the world who can kill him. That kid has a hard life and won't die."

Now An Jing has three Qi cultivation base, and the swordsmanship is the number one in the world. With his current strength and cultivation base, only the Five Qi Grandmaster can fight against it.

But in the Jade Capital City, there is a Five Qi Grandmaster, and because of the presence of Hee Harvard, there may not be only one Five Qi Grandmaster.

How can Zhao Qingmei not worry?

In addition, she is also very curious about the seal under Suolong Well.

However, thinking of An Jing's temperament and his strength, he was slightly relieved, but he still planned to secretly send Li Fuzhou and other experts to Yujing City.

Zhao Qingmei thought of something and said, "What do you think about this seal, senior?"

Nangong Weiping said: "Everything in the world is just for a profit. The Dayan Dynasty seals and locks Longjing is also for a profit, so it doesn't matter what, what matters is whether you can profit from it."

Speaking of this, Nangong Weiping stood up and said, "I feel that the shackles of heaven and earth have a great relationship with that seal. The kid is still young, but if the shackles of heaven and earth become more severe, it will be difficult for the two of you to reach the great master."

"People always say that man is sure to conquer the sky, but when you really face the sky, do you know how small man is?"

Zhao Qingmei's eyebrows were twisted into a knot. If there were evil spirits under the seal of Longjing, it would definitely not be released. After all, it was a matter of the world, and no one could avoid taking responsibility from it.

If Suolongjing is a shackle that traps the world, so that she cannot break through to the realm of the great master, then she must break this shackle no matter what.

Nangong Weiping and Zhao Qingmei have many similarities, the difference is that one is the wife of the leader and the other is the leader of the contemporary Demon Sect.

What the Dayan royal family, the state of the world, for such a person, sometimes they are not as good as bullshit, whoever blocks her Nangong Weiping's way forward, she will kill someone.

Nangong Weiping said indifferently: "So if someone wants to go to Yujing City to break the ban, it's good, and by the way, help Laoshen to explore the way in advance."

Zhao Qingmei nodded and did not speak, but she thought to herself: How many forces can there be in this world who dare to go hunting in Yujing City? And what kind of terrifying strength will those who dare to go have?

This time it is bound to be a turmoil sweeping the world.

And this turmoil is likely to be the beginning of chaos in the world.

"Let's go, go to Cloud Tower."

Nangong Weiping walked out of the tent.

"it is good."

There was a hint of coldness on the corner of Zhao Qingmei's mouth.

The quiet rise of the Black Ice Terrace is the unique existence of Zhao State. Not only is it powerful on the surface, but it is also unfathomable in the dark. So far, it seems that it has never suffered a loss. Today, Nangong Weiping is here. Uncover the most mysterious veil of the number one force in the world.

Dayan, Tianmen City.

Tianmen City is the gateway to the Jade Capital City, and in Tianhou it is the Jade Capital City.

At this time, outside Tianmen City, An Jing and Xi Hao also arrived here, and the two planned to part ways.

After all, Tianwaitian and Yan Kingdom are allies, and Hee Havard came to Yujing City this time to destroy Suolongjing. When that time comes, he will definitely fight against the masters of the Royal Family of Dayan. It is not suitable for the two to appear in Yujing City together.

An Jing clasped his fists and said, "Master, farewell."

Hee Harvard put his hands together in front of his chest, "The mountains and rivers meet, see you in the rivers and lakes."

After saying that, Hee Harvard walked into the distance without looking back.

Watching the back figure gradually leave, An Jing couldn't help falling into contemplation.

Then he couldn't help but fall on the ground book.

Cultivation: Master Three Qi

Horoscope: Lucky stars are rising

Root bone: once in a lifetime

Martial arts: sword-drawing, hidden swordsmanship, sword-fighting, nine-character swordsmanship, swaying the nine-heaven body technique, qi-gathering technique, ninth layer of the hundred-step flying sword, perfection of the nine-yang divine finger, perfection of the Brahma's heart seeing me, divine will of the four images of swordsmanship The ninth floor, the seventh floor of the incomplete nameless heart sutra, the nameless sword style, and the eighth floor of the Great Zhou Tian Xingchen Body Refinement.

Tip 1: The host's fate has taken root.

Hint 2: The black opportunity is approaching.

An Jing remembered very clearly that the rising fate was the result of breaking the seal of Faxi Temple on Sanmiao Mountain and beheading many masters.

An Jing's heart moved, and his destiny continued to rise, which means that breaking the seal is a good thing. Could it be that there really is the spiritual energy of heaven and earth under the lock of Longjing?

Is it really just like what the haha ​​said in front of me, is the spiritual energy of heaven and earth really a confinement and shackle placed by the dynasty in order to consolidate its dominance?

But what does it mean that the black opportunity is gradually approaching?

Could it have something to do with the lock dragon well?

An Jing's doubts deepened.

"Uncle!"

At this moment, a figure walked slowly over not far away.

The person who came was Li Fuzhou, the master of the Demon Sect.

"The sect master said that Yujing City might be dangerous, so he asked me, Li, to come and accompany him to make a sacrifice.

An Jing asked, "Have all the forces in the Great Yanjiang Lake already arrived?"

Li Fuzhou clasped his fists and replied, "They've all arrived. The Buddhist son Fawu of Buddhism, and Xiao Qianqiu of Zhenyi Sect have all arrived. We are the only ones who haven't arrived yet, but there are still two days left, so we can definitely catch up."

An Jing nodded and said, "Okay, then let's get ready to go, and try to get to Yujing City as soon as possible."

Now the masters of the entire Dayan Jianghu are surging, and the Yujing City has gathered a large number of masters. The Tianmen City, which is close to the Jadejing City, has begun to take shape. All kinds of strange costumes can be seen everywhere on the street, with swords, guns, swords and sticks in their hands. The Jianghu master.

An Jing rode the horse that Li Fuzhou had prepared a long time ago and headed for the Jade Capital City along the official road.

Several horses were running on the official road, Li Fuzhou said: "The Houjin scout was leaked by Mu Xiaoyun before, and all of them died, but the line was not buried in a short time, so the information about the Houjin is not clear, and Zhao Guo is Everything is normal and nothing seems to have changed."

An Jing said lightly: "The less there is any change, the more strange it is."

The Emperor Dayan summoned many experts from the Dayan Rivers and Lakes, obviously to deal with Houjin and Zhao Guo's alliance, but Qi Xuandao did not move at all, which was simply impossible.

Li Fuzhou nodded and said, "Li also thinks the same way. It's impossible to say that there is a big move on this Black Ice Platform."

A stream of green water is full of spring rain, half of the green hills and half of the sunset.

A few hours later, under the orange halo, An Jing and Li Fuzhou rode horses into the Jade Capital City.

The bustling streets are full of people, and the streets are full of dazzling streets.

"Candied gourd, sell candied gourd, five cents a bunch."

"Cooking cake, cooking cake!"

"Pear, fragrant and crunchy big pear."

Compared with Xiao Qianqiu's swagger, An Jing was much more restrained, and he deliberately restrained his qi, even people who had seen him before would not recognize him.

Li Fuzhou followed behind An Jing, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar streets, and was filled with emotion.

"This son, is it worth his life?"

Just then, an old voice sounded.

An Jing followed the voice and saw that it was an old man with gorgeous hair. His eyes were full of vicissitudes, and the folds of his skin showed traces of the years.

In his dry palms he still held a guise, which read: Lotte knows his fate, so he does not worry.

An Jing laughed and glanced at the people around him, "There are so many people in this market, why did you choose me, sir?"

This fortune-teller has been here for a while, and has been sitting cross-legged on a street stall not far away. He didn't get up until An Jing appeared.

The fortune-teller looked at An Jing with a serious face, and replied, "And the old man's fortune-telling has always been very expensive, and most people can't pay the price. The old man sees that the young man is rich in clothes and has a beautiful face, and he is someone who can pay the price."

"Ha ha ha ha."

An Jing couldn't help laughing, "No one in this world would be unwilling to listen to what others have to say."

The fortune teller shook his head and said, "The old man never flattered, he only said what he thought was right."

An Jing narrowed his eyes and looked at the fortune teller in front of him, "Interesting, sir, it's really interesting."

In this person, he can't feel any qi, there are only three situations, the first means that the fortune teller in front of him is an ordinary person, the second means that the fortune teller has a very high concealment martial arts secret technique, the third The reason is that this person's cultivation base is extremely high, which is still above An Jing.

Li Fuzhou also glanced at the fortune-teller in front of him. He was a little wary at first, but after a few glances, he didn't notice anything unusual.

The fortune-teller smiled and said, "This old man is very accurate in fortune-telling. There are very few people in this world who are more accurate than this old man. Do you want to fortune-telling, sir?"

"I've never been dead."

An Jing shook his head, "Because I don't think even the sky can decide my fate, and only myself can decide my fate."

The fortune teller said: "When the manpower is exhausted."

An Jing said: "Why do you need to count when you're exhausted?"

The fortune teller said: "But know in advance, so that you can drive away the evil and avoid danger."

An Jing took out the silver and said, "I have fifty taels of silver here. I want to ask Mr. to help me count other people's lives."

Fifty taels of silver, in the eyes of ordinary people, is an astronomical sum.

The fortune teller shook his head and said, "This old man only tells fortunes for people who are destined."

An Jing asked, "Mr. thinks that I'm your relative?"

The fortune teller nodded and said, "It's very fateful."

An Jing said: "That's a pity, I never believed in fate."

The fortune teller said: "It's a pity."

An Jing looked straight at the fortune teller in front of him and said, "I think we will meet again~www.mtlnovel.com~ The fortune teller said: "Because I said, we are very destined. "

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

The two looked at each other and laughed.

In the end, An Jing bowed his hands and said, "Farewell!"

"Please."

The fortune teller also stretched out his hand in a 'please' gesture.

An Jing and Li Fuzhou walked along Feihua Alley towards the depths of the city.

Li Fuzhou smiled and said, "This fortune-telling is quite interesting."

An Jing frowned: "I always feel that this person is very familiar, as if I have seen him somewhere."

From the fortune teller just now, he always had a familiar feeling, but he couldn't remember exactly where he was familiar.

Who is he?

Among the Great Yanjiang Lakes, which one of the masters has come to Yujing City?

Li Fuzhou said solemnly: "There is no fluctuation in the energy of that person. If my uncle doesn't sense it, he should be a peerless master, even above you, and there are very few masters in the world that are better than uncle."

In fact, it doesn't need An Jing to say that people like Li Fuzhou can see that the fortune teller is not as simple as it seems, but many experts in the world guess that he can't give an accurate answer for a while.

"Could it be him!?"

An Jing suddenly thought of something, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

After speaking, An Jing walked quickly towards the street behind him, as if he wanted to find the fortune teller just now.

The street was bustling and bustling, and the fortune-teller who was still standing at the end of the street just now disappeared into the sea of ​​people and did not know where to go.

Li Fuzhou also quickly followed and asked, "Master, who is that person?"

ps: There is another chapter tonight, but it will be very late.

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