My wife is the sect leader

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Zhao Xiaomei put down the millstone in her hand and climbed up to her mother: "Mother, blow it up, it hurts so much."

The mother didn't move an inch and didn't respond.

Zhao Xiaomei lost her strength after crying and froze for a long time. After a while, she returned to the porcelain bowl and continued to grind the rotten grass vigorously. Because the wound did not stop, the blood flowed continuously and mixed into the porcelain bowl.

Tired from grinding, Zhao Xiaomei came to her mother's corpse holding the porcelain bowl out of breath.

"Mother, look quickly, this is the hay that Zhao Xiaomei grinds. After eating this hay, you won't be hungry or sleepy anymore."

The mother's body was motionless.

"Mother, eat porridge quickly, wake up quickly."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

Zhao Xiaomei wailed loudly at the corpse, and then she lost the strength to cry, sobbing constantly, lying on her mother's corpse motionless.

"Your wound must stop bleeding."

"Brother Jing, my mother is asleep, please wake her up for me, I won't make trouble anymore."

Zhao Xiaomei turned her head and saw the pale An Jing, a look of joy appeared in her eyes.

"Let me stop the bleeding for you first. There is no disinfectant alcohol, so I can only make do with it. I hope you won't get infected."

An Jing stepped forward, picked up the rags on the ground and wrapped them around Xiaomei Zhao's little hands.

"Does it hurt?" An Jing glanced at the girl in front of him.

"No...it doesn't hurt." Zhao Xiaomei shed tears of pain, but she still shook her head firmly.

After An Jing bandaged the wound, he reached out and touched Zhao Xiaomei's little head, and sighed deeply.

"Brother Jing, there is something to eat here, I ground it." Zhao Xiaomei picked up the small broken porcelain bowl on the ground, and said cheerfully: "My mother is asleep, I will give you some to eat first."

Looking at the rotten grass mixed with blood, An Jing gently picked up the rotten grass that was ground into powder with his fingers, and then gently put it in his mouth.

The smell of rotten grass is not good, and with a touch of fresh blood, it has a strange fishy smell.

"Are you hungry?" An Jing asked after taking a deep breath.

"Brother Jing, I'm not hungry, you can eat." Zhao Xiaomei lowered her head, even though she was already very hungry.

"Brother Jing will take you to eat meat."

A gloomy light flashed in An Jing's eyes.

"Meat!?"

When Zhao Xiaomei heard this word, she felt her stomach churning, as if she wanted to bite her own tongue.

"You go to the distance to pick up some dry branches first, the more the better."

"Brother Jing, I'm going now."

Zhao Xiaomei walked quickly towards the distant forest.

An Jing swallowed the rotten grass in the broken porcelain bowl into his stomach, then picked up the broken porcelain bowl and walked towards the victims who were hacked to death by the caravan in the distance.

When you dive into a dark road and find that you have no way to go back, if the remaining breath is not enough to support you to go back the same way, your only choice is to keep going.

..........

"Brother Jing."

At this moment, a crisp voice interrupted An Jing's memory.

An Jing looked back, only to see Zhao Qingmei with a pale face grabbing the corner of her clothes and whispering: "I'm a little cold."

"cold!?"

An Jing frowned upon hearing this.

Not to mention that the weather is no longer considered cold, and Zhao Qingmei's cultivation base cannot be afraid of the cold.

Could it be evil spirits! ?

As soon as An Jing thought about it, the true energy in his body continuously circulated towards Zhao Qingmei's body.

But the vast zhenqi was like a mud cow entering the sea, it entered Zhao Qingmei's body and disappeared in an instant.

"It's so cold!"

Zhao Qingmei hugged An Jing tightly subconsciously, her red lips were trembling constantly.

"The evil spirit must be the evil spirit at work."

An Jing's eyes showed a trace of solemnity. The evil spirit can pollute even the earth's veins, not to mention people. Once completely polluted by the evil spirit, people may become evil too. Zhao Qingmei was hit by the old man of Shifang , a large amount of evil energy gathered in her body, if she hadn't been cultivated as a master of the Three Qi, she might have been completely polluted by the evil energy long ago.

"Cold, so cold..."

Zhao Qingmei hugged An Jing tightly, whispering continuously, her forehead was covered with cold sweat.

An Jing was also very anxious at the side, and immediately used the silver needles to transfer the true energy in her body into Zhao Qingmei's body, and suddenly a scorching hot air flowed into her body, and her complexion gradually recovered, from the paleness just now. become rosy.

An Jing hurriedly said, "Is it still cold?"

Zhao Qingmei panted heavily, and said weakly: "No...it's not cold anymore, just now it seemed like my heart was about to be frozen."

An Jing took a deep breath, "It's better to find the most yang thing as soon as possible to absorb the evil spirit in your body."

The thing of the solstice!

The most important thing right now is to find the most yang thing, only the most yang qi produced by the most yang thing can completely remove the evil spirit in Zhao Qingmei's body.

Zhao Qingmei said in a low voice: "But the things of the sun are not so easy to find."

"How did I forget that thing!"

An Jing suddenly thought of something, and said to himself: "The purple chance in the Russell family back then, the stone that can derive the essence of the sun is definitely the most yang thing."

When entering the Russell family, there was a hint of purple chance in the underground book, which was the stone that derived the essence of the sun, but the stone was rooted in the ground, and An Jing couldn't take it away at all, so he had to give up in the end.

That stone can derive the essence of the sun, and there must be a yang energy in the stone.

Both the Luosu tribe and Dongluoguan are now under the jurisdiction of the Houjin government, and they can only go deep into the Houjin army at the moment.

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Chapter 322 The Emperor's Mausoleum Finally Appears

Time flies, just three days, but the situation in the world is turbulent, ups and downs.

Zhao's hundreds of thousands of troops marched out, forming a siege to Yan's Jiangnan Road.

But only the Nanman on Nanping Road didn't move at all, giving the impression that they didn't intend to participate in this epic war against Yan.

But no one would underestimate Nanman. If Houjin is a tiger and Zhao Guo is a hungry wolf, then Nanman is a poisonous snake hiding in the darkness, who will come out to bite at some point.

Among the various places in Dayan, the most eye-catching place is undoubtedly the Northern Wilderness Road.

After all, Hou Jin took the lead in launching the attack, and the cavalry marched extremely fast. They had invaded the Northern Wilderness Road before, and now there are 60 troops sweeping in.

Youcheng, city guard mansion.

An Jing sat at the top, holding in his hand the distribution map of Houjin's 60 troops, as well as the information on the front line.

Duanmu Xinghua said solemnly: "Fairy An, do you really want to lead the army straight into Beiyuan?"

When she learned that An Jing was going to bring an army of tens of thousands into the hinterland of Houjin, she was also full of surprises, she was really too bold.

"Yes."

An Jing looked at Zhao Qingmei, "I'm worried that Wang Shiyi may not be able to defend the Northern Wilderness Road. You can give him a helping hand when necessary."

Although Li Qirong was cunning and cruel, he had repeatedly gained the upper hand when facing Hou Jin, but after all, the 60 troops of Hou Jin went south this time, and in the face of absolute strength, conspiracy and tricks were useless.

Once Wang Shiyi's army is destroyed, it will be very difficult for You Shan to defend alone.

"okay, I get it."

Zhao Qingmei nodded, "I will take action when necessary, this time I will never allow the Demon Cult's main altar to be broken again."

If An Jing is a sword to attack Houjin, then Zhao Qingmei is a lock and the last barrier to defend Houjin.

"Big brother!"

At this time, the fat Qiu Lun strode in wearing black armor and said, "The [-] army has assembled, and we are waiting for your orders."

"it is good."

An Jing took a deep breath, "Let's get ready to go."

Suddenly, Yu Qiurong hurried in, "Master, uncle, he's back."

Zhao Qingmei asked: "Who is back?"

Yu Qiurong hurriedly said, "Jiang Renyi is here!"

"Jiang Renyi?"

When Zhao Qingmei heard this, a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, "What a guts, he dared to come back, who else is by his side?"

The expressions of the members of the Demon Cult are also different.

Ouyang Ping's eyelids twitched, he hesitated to speak.

Duanmu Xinghua did not speak either. Once Zhao Qingmei was trapped under the Sealing Demon Well, she even recommended Jiang Renyi to be the leader. Jiang Renyi has always been very polite and respectful to her. It is impossible to hate Jiang Renyi too much. .

Yu Qiurong said, "He's the only one."

Zhao Qingmei frowned slightly, "Alone!?"

Not only Zhao Qingmei frowned slightly, An Jing also felt a little strange in her heart.

Jiang Renyi is not only Jiang Shang's only son, but also once competed with Zhao Qingmei for the leader, and was cut off an arm in the end. The grievances and grievances in it are quite deep. Now he dares to come directly to the main altar of the Demon Cult. What is sold in this gourd? medicine?

Yu Qiurong clasped her fists and said, "He said he has something important to see my uncle and the leader."

An Jing and Zhao Qingmei looked at each other, then An Jing said, "Let him in."

Even if Jiang Shang came personally, with An Jing's current strength and cultivation level being able to withstand it, there was no need to worry about a Jiang Renyi who had not yet reached the realm of a master.

Not long after, Yu Qiurong walked in with a man in black and a bamboo hat.

The man stretched out his wrinkled palms, and slowly took off his bamboo hat, revealing his unshaven face. It was Jiang Renyi, the son of Jiang Shang, the former head of the Demon Sect.

Qiu Lun stood aside and did not speak. After all, this is something within the Devil's Cult.

"Elder Ouyang."

Jiang Renyi nodded to Ouyang Ping first, then turned to look at Zhao Qingmei who was sitting at the head, and couldn't help but smiled wryly, "Junior Sister, we meet again."

Zhao Qingmei said flatly: "Renzong has been looking for you for a year but has not found you. I didn't expect you to come to your door today."

"Junior Sister misunderstood."

Jiang Renyi took a deep breath and said, "I didn't come here today to seek revenge on my junior sister. I am not an opponent of my junior sister, nor am I an opponent of this ghost swordsman."

Zhao Qingmei said coldly: "Then what are you doing here? To die?"

Jiang Renyi shook her head and said, "I know that Junior Sister really wants to kill Jiang Shang, and so do I. Obviously we have a common enemy, and I'm here this time to seek cooperation."

Whoa!

Jiang Renyi's words can be said to stir up a thousand waves with one stone!

Who is Jiang Shang, that is Jiang Renyi's father, and now Jiang Renyi actually said that he wanted to kill Jiang Shang.

Everyone in the lobby was stunned.

Qiu Lun rubbed his ears. Did he hear it wrong? This Jiang Renyi doesn't want to kill Zhao Qingmei, but wants his father Jiang Shang instead?

Zhao Qingmei narrowed her eyes and stood up slowly, "What did you say?"

Jiang Renyi repeated: "I want to kill Jiang Shang, and you also want to kill Jiang Shang. I want to cooperate with my junior sister."

Zhao Qingmei said coldly: "Is this the medicine in your gourd?"

"No, I mean it sincerely."

Jiang Renyi clenched her fists tightly, with a tinge of scarlet in her eyes, and said, "Originally, I planned to retire from the world and stay away from right and wrong, but Jiang Shang found me and brutally killed my wife... ...."

Zhao Qingmei sneered, "How do I know if what you said is true?"

Jiang Renyi said: "Junior sister can take out the beauty drunk, and I can drink it on the spot."