My wife is the sect leader

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"This matter must not be sloppy. As the saying goes, if you are greedy for men's sex, you will lose your life, and your own plans will come to nothing."

Duanmu Xinghua pondered for a long while, "The leader is still young, and he will inevitably be unable to resist the temptation if he tastes the forbidden fruit for the first time. In the long run, it not only wastes a lot of time, but also wears down his will."

At this moment, Lin Tianhai and an old man with full hair came over and nodded repeatedly when they heard Duanmu Xinghua's words.

Throughout the ages, there have been countless people with extremely high roots, aptitude, and understanding, but there are only a handful of masters who have truly become Grand Masters.

Because if you want to become a real master, you need not only the root, qualifications, understanding, but also the help of a lot of resources, and most importantly, you need a persistent patience.

From the avenue to the simplicity, the recipe is always the same. A real master must endure loneliness.

Yu Qiurong glanced at the direction of the back hall, and asked in a low voice, "Sect Master Duanmu, what should we do now?"

Duanmu Xinghua thought for a while, and said: "Go and get some advice from that foreign pet, the leader is still young, so don't be caught by masculinity."

"cough cough cough cough"

Yu Qiurong coughed lightly and said, "I see."

Seeing this, the old man frowned suddenly, "The beauty intoxication in your body is only suppressed by the true energy of the leader, and it may explode at any time. You'd better pay attention to it, and don't force your internal energy."

The old man was none other than the poison king Liu Simiao, one of the four most controversial doctors in the world.

"it is good."

Yu Qiurong nodded and walked out of the hall.

Lin Tianhai looked at Yu Qiurong's back, and said in a low voice, "The beauty drunk in Yu Shouzuo's body really cannot be eradicated?"

Liu Simiao shook her head and said, "This is a highly poisonous poison that I have spent several years refining, and even I have no way to eradicate it."

Lin Tianhai and Duanmu Xinghua looked at each other and sighed secretly.

This person in front of him is one of the four famous doctors in the world. If he can't do anything, how many people in the world can eradicate the poison?

"The old man is now going back to continue researching and researching, maybe he can find a way."

Liu Simiao coughed dryly, and walked out quickly. After all, he was the one who refined the poison, and he was the one with the best chance of eradicating it.

In an instant, the lobby was empty, only Lin Tianhai and Duanmu Xinghua were left.

"Unexpectedly, the leader will also be addicted to masculinity one day and cannot extricate himself."

Lin Tianhai suddenly thought of something, "But with the strength of the leader, it shouldn't be like this."

Zhao Qingmei's cultivation is the pinnacle of a grand master, and she has practiced the "Nine Nether Purgatory Magic Code" and other supreme martial arts. Even if she is addicted to male sex, it is impossible to be so haggard according to common sense.

Duanmu Xinghua said quietly: "That's why I feel strange."

The sun is scorching hot, and the earth is like a melting pot.

With the end of the battle of ghost swordsmen denouncing the Demon Cult, Dongluoguan gradually resumed its former bustle and hustle and bustle.

In a quiet courtyard.

An Jing sat on the stone chair, holding a transparent Gu in his hand, which was the Saint Yuan Gu.

"Chichi!"

The Saint Yuan Gu worm opened its sharp mouthparts, constantly biting the jade in its mouth, and its abdomen swelled up almost at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Since feeding a few pieces of jade in Ping County, the Saint Yuan Gu worm has been hungry until now.

Not to mention spitting out the aura of heaven and earth, it is lucky to be able to survive.

And this jade was the high-quality jade sent by Zhao Qingmei yesterday. It is said that it was obtained from a foreign race in the north of the desert. The color is round and transparent, and the texture is very extraordinary.

"This Saint Yuan Gu worm is really a treasure. What it eats is jade, but what it squeezes out is the aura of heaven and earth."

An Jing glanced at the Saint Yuan Gu worm in his hand and said to himself: "Keep it for a while and see if it can breed a complete ray of heaven and earth spirit."

Zhao Qingmei is now the pinnacle of the first qi master, if she absorbs a ray of heaven and earth spiritual energy, she might be able to reach the second qi master state.

The Saint Yuan Gu worm couldn't hear what An Jing said, but faced the hard-won jade in front of him, he began to gnaw on it.

About an hour later, the Saint Yuan Gu worm stopped swallowing, and its whole body was swollen.

"Someone is coming, it doesn't sound like Tan Yun's footsteps."

An Jing heard the sound, and took the Saint Yuan Gu into his arms.

Not long after, a woman appeared outside the door.

Although the woman's face was a little pale, her expression was a little coquettish, and her steps were a little frivolous.

An Jing has met her before, and she is also a master of the Demon Cult.

Yu Qiurong saw An Jing sitting on the stone chair at a glance, walked over immediately, looked him up and down and said, "You look good."

But apart from his appearance, he is just an ordinary person.

An Jing stood up and said with a smile: "Is the girl looking for Qingmei? She went to Fengyun Hall early in the morning."

Yu Qiurong shook her head and said, "I'm not here to find the leader, I'm here to find you."

"Looking for me?"

An Jing was a little surprised when he heard this.

Zhao Qingmei is the only one in this demon sect who knows her identity. What is this woman in front of her looking for?

Yu Qiurong said concisely: "My name is Yu Qiurong, the personal maid of the leader."

"Miss Yu is looking for me for something?"

An Jing nodded. Zhao Qingmei told him once that Tan Yun was the protector of Renzong of the Demon Sect, not her real maid. Her real personal maid was Yu Qiurong in front of her.

Yu Qiurong stared at An Jing's bright eyes, as if she wanted to see through the man in front of her, "Why did I seek you, you should know better than anyone else."

An Jing was a little confused, "I don't quite understand what Miss Yu said."

Yu Qiurong suddenly came looking for him, how could he know?

"For you, the leader is someone who can give you soft food, so you have no idea what significance she has to the devil's religion."

Yu Qiurong chuckled, "The leader is the pillar of the Demon Cult, carrying the hopes of everyone in the Demon Cult. Her future has infinite possibilities, so I don't want anyone or anything to hinder her hegemony, including you."

Hearing this, An Jing understood a little. It turned out that Yu Qiurong was here to warn him.

An Jing smiled and said, "Miss Yu seems to be worrying too much."

"Recently, the leader looks very tired. I hope you didn't play any tricks. In the leader's imperial plan, I, Yu Qiurong, are the ones who clear all the obstacles on the road to hegemony."

As Yu Qiurong pulled out the long sword in her hand, a cold light immediately shone on the sky and the earth, and said lightly: "If you still have soft rice, you should eat softly. If you let me know that you dare to blow the wind around your pillow, then don't Blame me for being rude."

"There will be eighty if not a hundred people who will die by my sword."

Looking at An Jing who was surprised and a little 'frightened', Yu Qiurong put away her long sword and walked out of the courtyard in satisfaction.

"Miss Yu."

At this moment, behind her, she thought of the voice of eating soft food.

Yu Qiurong raised her eyebrows, turned around and asked, "What?"

An Jing smiled and said, "I see that your body seems to be a little unwell, do you need to recuperate your body?"

"Don't worry about it."

Yu Qiurong's complexion darkened, and she left quickly.

Looking at Yu Qiurong's graceful back, An Jing couldn't help shaking his head secretly: He was clearly poisoned, why did he support his body so strongly?

He didn't take Yu Qiurong's warning to heart at all.

Afterwards, An Jing turned back to the bedroom.

Walking into the room, the bright sunlight pours down from the bamboo window, and the table there is also full of sunshine.

There is a piece of white plain silk on the table, next to it is a bluestone inkstone, with exquisite patterns on the side, and a few brushes in the pen holder next to it.

A delicate golden inlaid jade plant is planted in a porcelain pot by the window, bathed in sunlight at the moment, blooming in full bloom.

Looking at the past, it is an exquisite and elegant dressing table, on which there is a bronze mirror with rhombic flowers and a jewelry box carved with red lacquer and plum blossoms. In addition, there is a gold-encrusted treasure trove crown and a string of rare jade bead bracelets .

Walking to the depths, he picked up the bead curtain made of Yingluo.

Inside is the bedroom with a faint fragrance. The sandalwood canopy bed is hung with light green gauze curtains, and the whole room looks simple yet elegant.

An Jing sat on the chair and picked up the box of Feiyanji rouge.

He remembered very clearly that this was exactly the box he bought in Yuzhou City.

In a daze, he thought of the gentle and virtuous wife in Yuzhou City, and then thought of the current leader standing on the high platform and ordering the heroes.

The two figures continued to overlap, and finally merged into one.

An Jing just sat on the chair like this, looking at the objects in the room, as if looking for every detail of Zhao Qingmei in this room.

Before you know it, the sun sinks and the moon rises, and night falls.

"Husband, I'm back."

Outside the door, a joyful voice sounded.

Zhao Qingmei pushed the door open and entered with a faint smile on her lips.

An Jing stood up and said, "Why are you a little late today?"

Zhao Qingmei chuckled, pulled An Jing's arm and said, "There are some things to deal with, let's go eat quickly."

No matter how busy and tired she is, Zhao Qingmei cooks a few dishes by herself these days.

An Jing gently stroked her hair, and said softly: "You are so tired, just rest for a few days."

Zhao Qingmei pulled An Jing and walked towards the dining hall: "I'm not tired at all."

"Master, uncle."

In the dining hall, Tan Yun was continuously bringing up dishes from the food box.

An Jing pointed at the dishes on the table, and said tremblingly, "You didn't cook this, did you?"

Tan Yun really cooks! ?

"These are all made by the leader."

Tan Yun shook his head, then blinked his big eyes, and asked with some joy: "Master, do you want to try my cooking? I will make it for you tomorrow."

An Jing breathed a sigh of relief, then quickly waved his hands and said, "No need, no need, it's just as good if you didn't do it."

Seeing this, Zhao Qingmei couldn't help smiling.

Who would have thought that the ghost swordsman, who is not afraid of anything, would be so afraid one day.

Tan Yun pouted his lips, and thought to himself: "Smelly uncle, my cooking skills have improved a lot now. I wanted to show off my skills, but now it seems that you don't have that good fortune."

There are four dishes and one soup on the table, stir-fried yam and fungus, tofu with cabbage, steamed egg, braised chicken, and pork rib soup.

Bursts of fragrance come to the nostrils, people can not help but shock the appetite.

Tan Yun swallowed her saliva, she couldn't understand why she was so good at cooking, but she often studied in the kitchen, but her cooking progress was very slow.

Zhao Qingmei said with a smile: "Qiu Rong is not feeling well, so I didn't call her here, Tan Yun, please sit down and eat together."

"Yes, Master."

Hearing this, Tan Yun sat down without the slightest hesitation.

An Jing quickly picked up the bowls and chopsticks, afraid that if he was a step too late, he would not even have bones to eat.

The scene in front of him seemed to return to Yuzhou City, but Li Fuzhou was missing.

An Jing looked at the vacant party, "If the third master is here, the Oscar night can be held at home tonight."

"Yeah, I really miss Master, and I don't know how he is doing in prison."

Tan Yun's cooking speed was not slow at all, and he said, "By the way, uncle, what is Oscar night?"

Zhao Qingmei was also a little puzzled, and it was the first time she heard this word.

"I read it in a book, that is, there will be an award on a night, and this award will be given to the smartest person that night."

An Jing smiled and said, "I think you will definitely win the award."

"really?"

Tan Yun stared.