My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult Chapter 66

Zhao Qingmei and Tan Yun walked out of the Wheel Hall slowly, and they met Han Wenxin, who was wearing a hat, and a large team of Yuzhou City Catchers.

"Mrs. An, aren't you going to see the land and water dojo?"

Han Wenxin's eyes lit up when he saw Tan Yun beside Zhao Qingmei.

An Jing this dog day can be considered to have done a good deed.

And Tan Yun seemed to be still thinking about the figure just now, and didn't notice Han Wenxin's somewhat wretched eyes at all.

Zhao Qingmei gave Han Wenxin a strange look, and then asked, "No, I think the land and water dojo is a bit lackluster, where is my husband?"

An Jing didn't say he wanted to find Han Wenxin, why didn't he see him?

Han Wenxin said honestly: "He went back just now. It is said that he remembered that the hunters of Nanshan would come to send some herbs today..."

"I see, we'll say goodbye to Head Han first."

Zhao Qingmei raised her brows slightly, then turned around and walked towards the mountain gate.

She remembered that in the morning, An Jing seemed to have said this, but she was still a little worried.

"A few of you went to the Wheel Hall and cooperated with Xuanyiwei to check. If Master Xuanyiwei asked, he would say that I blocked the gate of Sanmiaoshan."

Han Wenxin gave an order, and then followed up: "Mrs. An, Miss Tan, I'll send you off."

Yuzhou City, the western suburbs.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

With Xue Chen's body on his back, An Jing stepped on the thumb-sized branch, as deft as an ape in the forest.

The wind blew up, and the forest leaves rustled.

Not long after, he came to the red-leaf forest in the western suburbs wilderness.

"Brother Zhou, you really did not disappoint."

Jiang Sanjia heard the voice and walked out of the woods with a hint of complexity in his eyes.

As a descendant of the Guigu faction, he is naturally very familiar with the disputes between the forces in the rivers and lakes. This time, the capture of Xue Chen's body must be extremely dangerous and difficult.

An Jing was able to bring back Xue Chen's body, which must have been an unimaginable **** battle.

And Mu Xiaoyun also followed Jiang Sanjia out.

An Jing smiled lightly, put the corpse on his back on the ground, and then stretched out his thumb to gently wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Mrs. Liu, the two are cleared."

Liu Qingshan's strength was one point higher than him. Even though he was half a step ahead of him, he still fell behind. In the end, if he hadn't relied on his swordsmanship, it would have been extremely difficult to leave Faxi Temple.

Mu Xiaoyun looked at the corpse on the ground and was slightly startled, even though she already knew the result.

Sometimes, I feel that this world is too big, so big that only one turn away can make a person disappear into the vast sea of ​​people, and see you indefinitely.

"Hey....."

I don't know how long it took before Mu Xiaoyun sighed heavily.

"Are you injured?" Jiang Sanjia asked with a frown.

"Small injury."

An Jing said casually, "I don't know what plans you two have in the future?"

This is true, because golden bones have been formed in his body, and his injuries are indeed not serious.

"I've already been shocked by the grass, and I'm afraid the rescue will be extremely difficult."

Mu Xiaoyun pondered for a moment and said, "I plan to leave Jiangnan Road first and go to the Dongluo Desert."

The Dongluo Desert, with its long yellow sand, is a desolate and dilapidated place. Although it is called Dongluo, it belongs to the junction of the prairie, the Western Regions, Dayan and Zhao.

Because of its special geographical location, it is located at the junction of the four major forces, and there are a large number of caravans coming and going all year round, which makes the land of Dongluo also have a prosperous place, and that is Dongluoguan.

There are a large number of cross-border caravans in Dongluoguan. I don't know how many people come and go every year. Moreover, these caravans are caravans of major chambers of commerce. They have a huge structure and many masters. Over time, Dongluoguan has inns and restaurants. The brothel... Among them, the brothel has beauties from all over the world because of its special location. The exotic style is even more memorable, and it has become a place that people talk about without knowing it.

Moreover, there are a lot of rumors about getting rich overnight. Every year, I don't know how many people have this big dream and go to Dongluoguan with great pains and hardships in search of opportunities to make a fortune.

A large number of floating population, coupled with the huge business opportunities brought by trade, has made Dongluoguan an unprecedented prosperity.

There is even a saying among the people of Dayan that there is a good name for Dongluo outside Yujing.

And the real master behind Dongluoguan is not someone else, but Tianwaitian.

On the one hand, it is because of the terrifying strength of the Demon Sect. If you take action against the Demon Sect, let alone how difficult it is, even if you manage to succeed, your vitality will be severely damaged. In terms of Dongluoguan, it did play a buffering role, and several major forces seemed to acquiesce to the existence of this Dongluoguan.

"Could it be, do you want to collude with the Demon Sect?" Jiang Sanjia frowned.

Demon Sect is a notorious existence in Dayan Jianghu.

"What happened to the Demon Sect?" Mu Xiaoyun asked quietly, "What is demon, what is right? What is good? What is bad?"

When Jiang Sanjia heard this, he didn't speak any more.

After roaming around the world for decades, in this world, how can it be so easy to distinguish between good and bad?

Mu Xiaoyun looked at An Jing and asked, "Brother Zhou, do you have a letter of recommendation?"

It was rumored that An Jing was a member of the Demon Cult. If it was true, it would save some trouble.

"I have nothing to do with the demons."

An Jing shook his head. He knew that Mu Xiaoyun seemed to want to join the Demon Sect, but he was really unfamiliar with the Demon Sect.

"That's a pity."

Mu Xiaoyun said regretfully.

She also didn't know whether Zhou Xianming didn't want to reveal his identity this week, or whether he really wasn't a demon sect.

After all, their relationship hasn't reached that level of knowledge.

"Sanjia, what about you?" An Jing glanced at Jiang Sanjia.

"Take care of your injury first, and leave Jiangnan Road before the new year." Jiang Sanjia thought for a while.

Not only was the Cao Gang searching for him, but he was also an important criminal of the imperial court. Now that his injuries have not healed, it would be extremely dangerous to go out alone.

I don't know if the connections I left in the past can still be used now, so naturally it is safest to take care of the injury first.

An Jing glanced at the direction of Faxi Temple, and when he and Liu Qingshan fought, he clearly felt that something in Faxi Temple trembled.

There is a hint in the book that the cyan chance should be talking about that seal.

But why, makes him feel a little uneasy in his heart.

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The next moment, An Jing's thoughts fell on the ground book.

Wow!

Suddenly, a blue brilliance in the book engulfed An Jing's thoughts.

The gloomy underground palace is boundless, and the only light source is a ray of light leaking from the huge crack above.

In the leaked light, the appearance of the underground palace can be vaguely seen, like the formation of the ancient emperor's sacrifice to the sky.

There are eighty-one ancient bronze columns outside, standing all around, staggered.

Gathered and went straight into the misty darkness.

The inner part is extended from the cross fish thread, and there are sometimes four sun **** patterns, corresponding to the eight directions of Gan, Dui, Li, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Gen, and Kun.

On top of each ancient bronze pillar, a thick iron chain was bound, making a sound of 'bang dang' and 'bang dang', and the iron chains were all connected to the center.

An Jing took a closer look, and couldn't help but be shocked.

It was a dragon lying on the ground impressively. Its eyes were bright, the dragon **** matched, the dragon's horns stood up, the dragon armor was raised, and the claws were strong.

"Roar!"

Returning from all over the world to worship in the eight deserts, the giant dragon roared in the night, and the heaven and the earth shook.

The Shenlong saw An Jing suspended in mid-air, with a glimmer of light in his eyes, and his body rushed towards him frantically, but the surrounding iron chains tied him tightly, making him unable to move.

With the dragon's roar, the whole world shook.

Seeing the dragon-shaped Ruo rushing towards him frantically, and the iron chain making a loud noise, An Jing frowned.

It seemed that the iron chain was not sealing the dragon, but himself.

What exactly is going on?

Chapter end