My wife is the sect leader

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Tip [-]: The host life phase has taken root.

Tip [-]: The black opportunity is approaching.

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With the return of courage, he has completely reached the realm of three qi.

Master of the Three Qi, Lou Xiangzhen was also in this realm back then, and he was only one realm away from Xiao Qianqiu, No. 1 in the Great Yanjiang Lake.

As long as you don't meet a master of the five qi masters, there are very few people in the world who can defeat him.

As for the approaching black opportunity, An Jing still has no clue.

"Roar!"

At this moment, the black flood dragon rushed towards him with a low growl.

An Jing touched Heijiao's scales, "It's been several days, and I should go back."

Zhao Qingmei must be full of worries at this moment, she should go back earlier.

Hei Jiao understood An Jing's words, a trace of reluctance appeared in his eyes, and then he rolled in the gravel.

An Jing restrained his breath and walked towards Dongluo Pass.

At this time, the sky was gradually dimming, the wind and sand were sweeping, and the cold wind was blowing on the face like a knife.

About half a cup of tea, An Jing walked back to Dongluo Garden under the moonlight.

The masters guarding the Qinglong Seat also knew An Jing, so they didn't try to stop him.

All the way unimpeded, came to the living courtyard.

In the bedroom, the lights are bright, and there are people who seem to be talking inside.

"Come on, have another drink."

"Master, I really can't drink anymore."

"You say you can't drink, but the movement of your hands is not slow, drink with me."

.........

The voice is crisp and sweet, and there is a bit of intoxication in it.

"Crackle---!"

As An Jing slowly opened the door, Zhao Qingmei was leaning on An Jing's chair, with her head up, showing her fair neck, holding the wine jar in her right hand, pouring the sweet and fragrant wine to her red lips go.

And Yu Qiurong also held the wine jar with both hands, gulping down, flushing on her fair and clean cheeks.

"Grandpa—!"

Seeing An Jing with a stunned expression, Yu Qiurong quickly put down the wine jar in her hand.

An Jing asked curiously, "Why are you drinking?"

Yu Qiurong whispered: "The leader wants me to have a drink with her."

"What's wrong with you?"

An Jing walked up to Zhao Qingmei and asked.

With autumn water in Zhao Qingmei's eyes, she said angrily: "It's really boring to be alone, what's the matter with finding someone to drink to relieve boredom? Let's continue drinking."

When Yu Qiurong heard Zhao Qingmei's words, she quickly picked up the wine jar and continued to pour it into her mouth.

Zhao Qingmei is angry...

An Jing's heart moved, and then he said: "Don't drink."

Yu Qiurong's hands paused again.

Seeing this, Zhao Qingmei was even more angry. Yu Qiurong was very obedient before, but now she hesitated, and immediately shouted: "I'll let you drink!"

An Jing also said: "Don't drink!"

"drink!"

"Don't drink!"

Under the watchful eyes of the two, Yu Qiurong hugged the wine jar, dense cold sweat broke out on her forehead, at this moment she suddenly missed Tan Yun so much.

If she was there, that unlucky guy must be her, not himself.

With a mournful face, Yu Qiurong thought to herself: "Master, my lord, you two are angry, don't make fun of me, okay?"

An Jing glanced at Yu Qiurong and said, "You go out first."

Yu Qiurong put down the wine jar as if she had received an amnesty, and prepared to flee.

Zhao Qingmei's displeased voice sounded again, "Did I let you go?"

An Jing felt dizzy for a while, "Ma'am, what's wrong with you? Let's talk in private if we are angry."

"I'm not angry, I'm in a good mood now."

Zhao Qingmei sat down slowly.

An Jing waved at Yu Qiurong, and Yu Qiurong walked out of the house in three steps and two steps in parallel, and disappeared in a flash.

Zhao Qingmei was about to yell, but her red lips were blocked the next moment. Looking at the face so close, her mind went blank.

After about a few breaths, Zhao Qingmei pushed An Jing away, and said in shame and annoyance: "An Xiaoruan, what are you doing?"

Her dignified majesty of the leader of the Demon Cult seemed to be gone in an instant.

An Jing's face turned dark, "Madam, can you stop saying these three words?"

Zhao Qingmei was overjoyed, and said proudly, "Why don't you admit it? My leader calls you in the future, so you have to obey."

An Jing said angrily, "What if I shouldn't?"

Zhao Qingmei let out a soft snort, "You've been promoted to the realm of the three qi, doesn't it make you hard?"

An Jing sneered and said, "I'll let you see if it's hard right now."

Saying that, An Jing walked towards Zhao Qingmei.

"You want to fight, don't you?"

Zhao Qingmei sat on the bed, showing her fair and slender legs, and then gave An Jing a vicious look.

It looks menacing, but in An Jing's view, it contains thousands of styles.

"Arguing is not interesting, I prefer to do it directly."

An Jing raised that beautiful and touching cheek, and then kissed it.

"Let me tell you, I'm still angry, don't do it... um... um..."

Zhao Qingmei only felt that her mind was blank, her whole body had no energy, and the struggle in her heart disappeared in an instant.

"......"

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Chapter 268

After some cloud and rain in Wushan, Zhao Qingmei's red lips parted slightly with a slightly panting voice.

An Jing also took a deep breath, but then put his palm on her lower abdomen, and a hot current passed through and flowed into her dantian.

"What are you going to do?"

Zhao Qingmei asked coquettishly.

An Jing didn't speak, the true energy in her body continued to pour into her dantian,

Sensing the change in the air sea, his brows frowned suddenly.

The sea of ​​Qi of ordinary people is a milky white brilliance, but Zhao Qingmei's sea of ​​Qi is dark, and this dark brilliance is precisely because of the demon seed in the center of the sea of ​​Qi.

The Devil's Sect kung fu always pays attention to the slant of the sword, and the "Nine Nether Purgatory Magic Code" is the extreme of extremes, especially the latter layers are even more terrifying.

In fact, it is extremely difficult to give birth to a demon seed. If it weren't for the help of a great master like Nan Weiping, even with Zhao Qingmei's aptitude, it would take a certain amount of time to give birth to a demon seed.

The demon seed can indeed generate a large amount of true energy, which makes Zhao Qingmei's cultivation base improve rapidly.

And as the demon seed gradually takes root and sprouts, it will reach Dacheng, which is the ninth level of heavenly demon, also known as enchantment.

Reaching this state, one's own strength will also rise. According to An Jing's guess, it is similar to the "Da Sun Tathagata Mantra", the difference is that the enchantment is every moment, and the "Da Sun Tathagata Mantra" is effective only when it is cast .

But the rooting and sprouting of the devil seed is not as simple as it seems on the surface, and it will also be accompanied by unimaginable crises.

First of all, the demon species will affect the mind and thoughts, and the danger is unpredictable, such as a lonely boat falling into the raging sea, without roots and grounds, it is simply death without life.

In addition, Nan Weiping has tampered with this demon now, which makes Zhao Qingmei's mind even more paranoid. If a practitioner is not careful, affected by the mind's mind, he will go mad at the slightest, and will never recover if he is serious.

Throughout the ages, most of the masters who have cultivated this "Nine Nether Purgatory Demon's Tome" have ended up in a situation of defeat and death. Among them are some masters with great perseverance and great luck.

Sensing the fluctuations in the spiritual thoughts from the monster, An Jing frowned slightly, "There is something wrong with this monster..."

Zhao Qingmei asked: "What's wrong?"

Her cultivation has improved so rapidly, and [-]% of the credit is due to this monster. Hearing An Jing's words, she suddenly became a little nervous.

An Jing looked at Zhao Qingmei seriously, and said: "This kind of monster affects you all the time, and if you are not careful, you will go crazy."

Zhao Qingmei chuckled lightly, "So you're talking about this matter, I already knew about it, and there are also descriptions and explanations in "Nine Nether Purgatory Magic Code", I don't think it has any influence on me at all."

An Jing shook his head, and said seriously: "You are wrong, this is the most powerful thing about this monster. The more determined a person is, the greater the influence will be. The monster will make you more paranoid and stubborn. It's the subtle effects that are the most frightening."

If Tan Yun had such a mind, the demon seed would have little influence on him, but the more tenacious and mature a person like Zhao Qingmei was, the greater the influence would be.

Zhao Qingmei leaned gently in An Jing's arms, and said softly: "Brother, you can rest assured, I know it well."

An Jing felt that Zhao Qingmei's sea of ​​qi had been covered by the demon seed, how could she feel at ease, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Why don't you abandon this demon seed..."

Zhao Qingmei pursed her lips and said, "How can I do that? The demon seed is now one with my dantian, if the demon seed is shattered, my dantian will also be shattered, and all my cultivation will be wiped out."

"With your aptitude, it will be very fast to practice again."

"Retrain?"

Zhao Qingmei sat up straight away, frowned and said, "Nowadays, there are dangers everywhere outside the Demon Sect, and people inside the Sect are also in panic. As the Sect Leader, I will abolish my cultivation?"

"The three sects of the Devil's Cult Heaven, Earth and Human Beings, the four major sects with tens of thousands of sect members, and more than 6 lives of the Black Armored Army are all in my hands. If I lose my cultivation, they have only one end, and that is death."

An Jing's lips parted, but he hesitated to speak.

This monster is always a potential crisis, like a double-edged sword,

If you use it, you can make Zhao Qingmei improve by leaps and bounds, but if you don't use it well, you may hurt yourself.

Now that this monster has begun to exert its strength, Zhao Qingmei's cultivation has made her advance by leaps and bounds.

It is even more difficult for her to give up the magic seed and practice again.

If it were An Jing himself, how would he choose?

I'm afraid she will be like Zhao Qingmei, choose to believe in her own mind and perseverance, and be able to restrain the influence of this demon.

"As long as my original intention is not affected, what will her actions on the demon seed be when my cultivation surpasses that of Nan Weiping?"

Zhao Qingmei comforted An Jing, and said: "Don't worry, my husband. I can definitely handle this matter. The most important thing right now is Hou Jin. They dared to kill my masters in Dongluoguan. This time, we must let them Just get some lessons."

Speaking of this, a gleam appeared in Zhao Qingmei's eyes.

An Jing didn't speak, but was still a little worried.

This kind of paranoia will magnify Zhao Qingmei's inner desire, and what exactly is Zhao Qingmei's desire?

Grand plan hegemony! ?

Or something else! ?

But Zhao Qingmei is not an ordinary woman after all, she won't obey An Jing's words, and she won't let An Jing's 'manipulation'.

An Jing gently stroked the smooth jade back, "Then you have to be very careful, don't try to be brave."

"I see."

Zhao Qingmei lay on An Jing's body like a kitten, the movements of her hands became more and more dishonest, her red lips parted lightly with a sound at the end.

"Brother~!"