Inside the cave room.

Zhao Qingmei was dressed in a red wedding dress with a Xipa on her head.

"Squeak!"

Tan Yun pushed open the door and walked in.

Zhao Qingmei asked, "Tan Yun, everything has been investigated, right?" ”

"The investigation is clear, and most of the people who come are some neighbors who are good friends with my uncle on weekdays." Tan Yun replied.

"I see." Zhao Qingmei had a Xipa on her head, and she couldn't see her expression clearly, but her tone was very flat.

"Miss, I also heard about one thing, one of the altar owners of the Cao Gang wanted the title deed in the hands of his uncle, and he threatened and threatened his uncle a few days ago." Tan Yun said in a deep voice: "When my uncle came to get married today, it was delayed, it was this Cao gang who made trouble, fortunately, a head catcher came forward to solve it." ”

On the big day of the sect leader, he dares to make trouble!?

Today is a special day, a big day that comes only once in a lifetime, and the people of the Wang family even came to make trouble, the meaning of which is self-evident, if it weren't for the quick shot.....

And what does it mean to force the sale of the title deed, it is nothing more than an empty glove white wolf, which is to let you die!

"Today is a day of great joy." Zhao Qingmei said lightly: "And tomorrow is a sunny day, and the sun is big." ”

Zhao Qingmei likes sunny days, because sunny days kill people quickly, and blood dries quickly.

"The slave knows." Tan Yun nodded hurriedly.

Zhao Qingmei thought of something and said, "And from now on, I hope you will pay attention to your own proportions." ”

"Yes." Tan Yun comprehended.

Zhao Qingmei's cultivation is the Heavenly Demon Decision, the so-called Heavenly Demon Ten Thousand Phases, even the top masters can't see the qi, and Tan Yun is the master of one of the three sects of the Demon Sect, hidden, tracking is the best at it, if she restricts the qi, it will be difficult for others to see through.

.........

The moon is bright and the stars are scarce, and most of the many guests gradually disperse.

"I'm in."

An Jing came to the door of the cave room.

"Squeaky --!"

As the door slowly opened, An Jing walked in.

Zhao Qingmei put her hands in front of her legs, clenched tightly, and could hear the sound of panting breathing.

"I'm going to pick up a hijab."

An Jing smiled, picked up the rod and scale, and picked up Na Xipa.

Xipa fell, and Zhao Qingmei's delicate face looked even more moving under the candlelight, especially the red red lips, as if they were about to completely melt people into it.

At this time, a touch of red glow appeared on her white jade cheeks, and a pair of eyes with autumn water were looking at An Jing affectionately.

"Ome."

An Jing took Zhao Qingmei's jade hand, only to feel a warm warmth.

An Jing didn't expect that he would be able to marry such a beauty.

Zhao Qingmei only felt that her heart was beating extremely fast, like a deer crashing, and she lost all her strength and fell directly into An Jing's arms.

"Qingmei, you may have to suffer with me in the future....."

"Husband, just like that cup of tea, we may be bitter for a while, but we will definitely not be bitter for a lifetime."

Zhao Qingmei looked at An Jingdao.

"Yes, we won't suffer for the rest of our lives." An Jing looked at the person in front of him, and vowed in his heart to treat such an understanding wife well.

"Ma'am."

"Huh?"

"It's time for a cave house.....

Then there was a loud bang, and the candle went out.

..........

Next.

An Jing slowly opened his eyes, and a faint ray of sunlight shone in through the window lattice.

The red curtain is still full of warmth.

"Husband, you're awake."

Just then, the door opened.

Zhao Qingmei faded away from the red wedding dress, wearing a cyan shirt, with a unique charm and temperament, at this time she wore a skirt around her waist, and there was still some sweat on her forehead.

"I made a medicinal porridge according to the medicine book on your table, you can taste it quickly."

An Jing was amused and moved when he heard this, "This medicinal porridge is used to replenish the body, my body is very good, and I don't need to supplement it at all." ”

With that, An Jing got up and got out of bed, looking at the fragrant medicinal porridge on the table, and sighed secretly in his heart.

If you have a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for?

After An Jing drank the medicinal porridge, he only felt that a hot breath in his body had not dissipated for a long time, and he was secretly shocked in his heart, could it be that the human flower had condensed?

If you want to cultivate from a product to reach the realm of a grandmaster, you must condense three flowers, namely human flowers, earth flowers, and sky flowers.

An Jing's cultivation has been stagnant for more than half a year, and the human flower has never condensed, and now it seems that this shackle has been easily broken.

Now, as long as you condense the earth flower, the ceiling, and the three flowers in one, you can reach the realm of the grandmaster in the rivers and lakes.

I didn't expect that in one night, I actually condensed one of the three flowers.

"How's it taste?" Zhao Qingmei said nervously.

"Naturally, it's good."

An Jing smiled: "Madam, I like to eat everything you make." ”

"That's good, my husband likes it, and I'll boil it for my husband every day in the future." Zhao Qingmei breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes full of smiles.

"Madam, you take a look at the pharmacy first, there are still a few kinds of herbs missing a few days ago, I'll go and ask now."

"Okay, you can go with confidence."

Seeing An Jing leaving, Tan Yun couldn't help but say, "Miss, do you want to invite a few maids?" Who can stand it if you don't get up to make porridge at dawn on this day? ”

When did the hands of his own sect leader be stained with blood, when was it used to make porridge for people?

"Just do your part."

Zhao Qingmei didn't know what she thought, and a smile flowed from the corner of her mouth and said, "Later, you and I will go to the street to buy some meat and vegetables and come back, and I will prepare this lunch and dinner." ”

"Yes."

Tan Yun sighed helplessly.

..........

Yuzhou City, Red Pavilion.

"Master Wang, come, have another drink."

"Master Wang, let's talk about the story of Yulin Peak again, did there really be a third-grade master that day?"

"Are those demons really imprisoned in the Yuzhou prison?"

In an elegant box, Wang Zhiping's face was flushed, surrounded by warblers and swallows.

"I'll tell you, I'm a seventh-grade cultivator now, and with my qualifications and my uncle's training, I have a great chance to enter the fifth-grade, or even the fourth-grade, in the future." Wang Zhiping laughed proudly.

"Sipin!?"

There was a burst of exclamations all around.

In the rivers and lakes, Sipin is already a master, and in the Cao Gang, he can sit in the position of deputy helmsman.

"I'm afraid it's impossible."

At this moment, a sharp and cold voice sounded.

"Who!?"

When Wang Zhiping heard this voice, he suddenly woke up most of the time.

"It doesn't matter who I am, it's who you are."

Outside the door, a fat, bloated old monk folded his hands and a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the old monk's face was extremely ugly, like a ghost.

People who are in the rivers and lakes know that there are four kinds of people in these rivers and lakes, women and children, monks and Taoists.

"Who are you? I have no grievances with you........."

Wang Zhiping took a deep breath and touched his palm under him.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Before Wang Zhiping finished speaking, several women next to him stabbed the long knives directly into his body.

"You.... You ......."

Wang Zhiping's eyes were stunned, and he looked at the woman who was still with him just now in disbelief, and finally fell to the ground with a limp.

"Dharma protector, this little seven-rank character, and you came in person?"

A woman wiped the blood on her face and said respectfully to the old monk.

Wang Zhiping didn't know what the identity of this old monk was, but she knew it clearly, this person was one of the four protectors of the Demon Sect, and he was the host of the White Horse Temple of the Lotus Sect back then, and then betrayed the White Horse Temple to join the Demon Sect, and became infamous in the rivers and lakes.

Thirty years ago, the bloodbathed in the Tibetan Sword Villa, killing 327 people, not even sparing the baby.

Thirteen years ago, in the Mobei grassland night attack on the Ulan tribe, killed the Mobei Sanpin, the fourth-grade masters are countless, and finally there is a second-grade master who was killed by the peerless murderer, the Ghost-faced Buddha.

Its track record is innumerable.

Within the Demon Sect, there are very few people who kill the Ten Clans, and if you count them carefully, it is only two or three times in the past few decades, and most of them are the vendetta teams of the people of the rivers and lakes, blaming the Demon Sect.

And what kind of mistake did the Wang family make to let the Ghost-faced Buddha personally punish the family?

"The rules of the church, don't ask what you shouldn't ask." The ghost-faced Buddha said lightly: "The people of the Wang family, the Zhu family." ”

"The little one understands."

The woman suddenly felt a chill in her heart, and hurriedly leaned down.

Those who offend the Demon Sect are very rare, and they must have made unforgivable mistakes.

The old monk glanced at the corpse on the ground, and then walked slowly downstairs.

The entire Red Pavilion is still lively and noisy, and no one knows that Wang Zhiping has died in the house.

The Ghost-faced Buddha walked in the Red Pavilion, and the people around him were still talking and laughing.

It's as if no one saw him at all.

This is exactly the realm of Buddhism!

At this moment, a cold look swept over.

"This ......."

The Ghost Face Buddha only felt a cold aura rising from behind him, and rushed directly from the soles of his feet to the Tianling Gai, which was a feeling of stepping on the tip of the sword.

Only when facing the sect leader and a few old bald donkeys of Buddhism will have this feeling.

When he followed his eyes, he saw a black-clothed figure disappearing at the door of the Red Pavilion.

Master!

A peerless master!

The ghost-faced Buddha frowned, and his heart shook.

In the realm of no appearance, mortals can't see his whereabouts at all, but that person can easily penetrate it, if it is not a natural spirit eye, it is a first-class master.

"I didn't expect there to be such a master in this Yuzhou City, it seems that I have to report to the sect master."