My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult

Chapter 299: season finale

On that day, the Jade Capital City was turbulent, and the clouds were moving in all directions.

A speck of dust in history that falls on the head of ordinary people is a mountain, not to mention that this change is a billowing smoke wave in history, which is vast and extraordinary.

The world's heroes gather, and countless masters from Nanman, Dayan, and Zhao have gathered in the Jade Capital City. Such a prosperous world is unique in its history. After all, who has the ability to gather so many masters?

I am afraid that there is only the mysterious and immortal spirit of the earth veins.

Great masters such as Wushu, King Xu, Hee Harvard, Qianqiu Undead also appeared one after another, and several of them were placed in history, and they were all top masters, suppressing the top masters of an era.

The final result is also quite shocking, hee Harvard, Wushu, Qianqiu Immortal, the three great masters died and disappeared, and they became the clouds of history.

After all, they were the three great masters, the land gods who were high above the ground in the eyes of ordinary people. With a wave of their robes, they soared up to nine days, and with the movement of their footsteps, they were heavenly figures who were close to the end of the world.

No one would have imagined that the ghost swordsman who had already 'dead' would reappear in the arena again, beheading the undead, completely shaking the world.

This turmoil is like having wings on it, it quickly spread all over the world, and it has become a talking point for all the people in the world and the people in the market.

And soon someone found that the shackles between the world seemed to be a lot lighter, breaking through the realm was much easier than before, and the master master found that when refining the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the evil spirit that had to be careful before disappeared completely.

This obvious change suddenly caused a bigger storm in the rivers and lakes.

At the same time, many rumors about Qianqiu's undead spread all over the world.

Why can he live a thousand years without dying?

The evil spirit is the spirit outside the domain, so what is outside the domain?

Why absorb the blood of evil spirits and control the evil spirits can greatly increase one's cultivation base?

Some people say that Qianqiu Immortal has a peerless mental method, which can make people immortal. Some people say that Qianqiu Immortal is a foreign evil, and he is not a person in the world at all, so he can live forever.

And what is outside the realm is what makes the world talk about it, some people say it is a fairyland on earth, some people say it is a dangerous place, and there is a huge disaster, and some people say that it is just an ethereal place, everything is fantasy.

For a while, there were many rumors, but this time, the lock of Longjing shocked people all over the world. Knowing that there is such a top master in this world, he can't die for a thousand years. Looking for the secret, the black ice platform that lost Qi Xuandao suddenly became the target of public criticism, and it was crumbling.

In order to find the origin of Qianqiu's undead, countless masters began to fight with their identities and relics, and secretly they were even more treacherous and intrigued, including princes and dignitaries, an aristocratic family, and the masters of the rivers and lakes who have been hidden all the time.

The ghost swordsman who beheaded this undead man in Suolongjing suddenly disappeared into the rivers and lakes. No one knew where he went, and even the people of the demon sect had no news of him.

The more this is the case, the more people search for the whereabouts of this invincible sword immortal, as if to find his trace.

Everyone knows that that sword can cut through even a thousand-year-old immortal. Killing a land **** is like killing a chicken and a dog. It is also recognized by everyone as the number one expert in the past three thousand years.

But the more you search, the more you can't find his whereabouts, as if there is no such person in this world.

Later, no one tried to find his whereabouts, and the ghost swordsman became a taboo for everyone, but the legend of that sword was widely circulated in the rivers and lakes for a long time.

After a huge storm, and all that was left were the wolves, a large hand began to reach in and re-establish a new order.

This big hand is the court of Dayan.

After the collapse of the Houjin royal court, although the tribes of the prairie still resisted, there were still hidden dangers for Dayan, but compared with the previous Houjin dynasty, the threat level was much worse.

With the passage of time, the Dayan Dynasty can not only completely remove the obstacles of the prairie tribes, but even unify the entire Houjin and incorporate it into the territory.

The state of Zhao in the south of the Dayan Dynasty is better than that of Houjin, but it is still not optimistic. Because of Qi Xuandao's death, the dominance of Heibingtai has been completely shaken, and some unstable factors have all erupted in an instant. , so far the unprecedented civil strife broke out in Zhao State.

The beacon fires in various parts of Zhao State were even more serious than the previous war with Yan State.

It can be said that the current Dayan Dynasty is watching the fire from the other side, recuperating and recuperating.

Even adding the territory of Houjin, it is even more prosperous than that of the Great Qin Dynasty.

Just when the world was in chaos and the aftermath was not over, the Dayan Dynasty issued a decree, which completely detonated the world.

The Dayan Dynasty promulgated a decree to gather all the masters of the sects and martial arts in Dayan Jianghu to build a general martial arts institute, whether it is aristocratic family, poor people, or beggars, as long as they are under fifteen years old and qualified. People, regardless of their status and status, can go to the General Academy of Martial Arts to learn the advanced martial arts and enjoy the top resources and configuration of the Dayan Dynasty.

And the first dean of the Martial Arts Academy was the real teacher Xiao Qianqiu, who taught Dayan.

For a time, the world stirred up a thousand waves.

Gather the world's martial arts and establish a martial arts academy?

As long as the qualifications are sufficient, everyone in the world can practice martial arts, which can provide a huge way out for those who had no way or poor family before.

How terrible would that be if this were true?

The seedlings of the sects in the world will be completely cut off. Are the sects of Dayan Jianghu really willing to do this?

But with Xiao Qianqiu's agreement, the voices of opposition from some Jianghu sects also died down. You must know that after the disappearance of the Dayan Jianghu Ghost Swordsman, Xiao Qianqiu is undoubtedly the most powerful and qualified master in the world, and his The True One Sect behind it is the Dayan State Sect, one of the top sects in the world.

Soon after that, it was rumored that Li Fuzhou, the master of the Demon Sect, was appointed as the vice president of the General Academy of Martial Arts, which made the entire Dayan Jianghu lose their voices.

The prestige of the Demon Sect has left a deep-rooted concept in people's hearts because of the ghost swordsman and the Demon Sect leader. Now that the Shinichi Sect and the Demon Sect have agreed one after another, how many people dare to speak up against it?

However, the establishment of the General Academy of Martial Arts is a major event, and it is related to the world and the foundation of Dayan. There is no room for sloppiness. Although the decree has been promulgated, how and when it will be implemented is still up for debate.

Some insightful people also saw the clues, and their hearts were filled with emotion.

If the construction of the General Academy of Martial Arts is successful, then the branch of Martial Arts will be built in various places. The masters of the original sect will also be assimilated into the martial arts school. By then, all the masters in the world will be in the hands of the Dayan Royal Family. It will not take twenty years for Dayan. The dynasty will become the most powerful dynasty in history.

The rivers and lakes are still the same rivers and lakes, and the rivers and lakes are still intriguing and intriguing. It is full of intrigues and intrigues. The love between children and children will not change because of who is more, nor will it be changed because of who is less.

In the past and present, things are different from others. In the world, only rivers and mountains are immortal.

Rain towel and hood, who knows me from all over the world, a sword crossed the sky several times.

Jade Capital City, Imperial City, Star Observation Platform.

The sky is full of stars and rivers, casually adorn this vast twilight, with a touch of deep vastness, weaving a new moon in this world.

Wearing a dragon robe, the heroic Yongan Emperor stood in the center of the star-gazing platform, looking up at the night sky with his head up.

Behind her is a woman who is equally as beautiful as her, Dai Ling.

Those cold eyes can make any man's heart fiery, as if it is brighter and more dazzling than the stars in the sky.

The two of them looked at the night sky above their heads like this, thinking about each other's thoughts.

Maybe sometimes the thoughts can be shared. When a person has a heart that cannot be said, it will look extra heavy, and the whole world is like an abstract and messy painting.

Silent to each other, are hiding taboos that cannot be revealed.

Zhou Xianming came from a distance, clasped his fists and said, "Your Majesty, Houjin's Black Feather Tribe and Golden Eagle Tribe have sent letters of surrender, and the rest of Houjin's tribes have retreated to the snow-capped mountains because of the weather on the snow-capped mountains. The cold is not conducive to marching, so Qiu Lun stopped acting rashly."

Emperor Yong'an's brows were calm, and he said lightly, "Recall him. The tribes of Houjin are the grasshoppers of the autumn queen. They won't be around for long. It would be a waste of talent to let General Qiu continue to stay in Houjin."

"Yes."

Zhou Xianming cupped his hands and stepped back slowly.

The Emperor Yong'an held his hands behind his back, still with a confident expression on his chest, and a pair of unshakable eyes, "The current situation in the world is very good for me, Dayan."

Dai Ling, who was behind her, didn't know if she was talking to her, but her intuition told her yes, so she said: "Your Majesty is a god, but now the situation in Dayan looks unprecedentedly good, and the eternal **** is under control. "

After the Jin was destroyed, only a few clans were lingering on. Zhao Kingdom was in civil strife at this time, and there was a flame of flames.

"But I."

The Emperor Yongan raised his head, his expression sluggish for a long time before he said, "But I can't be happy."

"Your Majesty should be the happiest person in the world."

"What is happiness?"

"Yes, what exactly is happiness?"

The Emperor Yong'an sighed and said, "Life has changed inadvertently, and as the leader of life, what does it have to do with others if you are living happily or not?"

Dai Ling's tone was even more disappointing than the Emperor Yong'an, "Yeah, Wei Chen often wakes up from a dream lately, and in a trance, he doesn't know if it was a dream just now, or if it's a dream right now."

It was as if she was the one who had the most trouble.

The kind of inner joy that is extremely suppressed in an unknown corner, it is a kind of torment that is tossed and crushed repeatedly.

The Emperor Yong'an gave a bitter smile in his heart. He should have stopped in the loneliness of Qiushui, but because of these three or two words, the wind became popular again.

Perhaps as Dai Ling said, in all the trance, it was difficult for her to distinguish which ones were dreams, and those were real existences.

The breeze blew, bringing a chill and a bleak.

The round moonlight illuminates the earth, but there is always only one moon.

The two of them looked at the moon and fell into silence. In the same scene, in the same world, two different women, perhaps more or less, have the same depression in their hearts. They are all on the same path. Lost and unable to find their way, like two homeless outcasts.

The heart has no direction and is wandering everywhere.

After a long time, Dai Ling said, "Your Majesty, you really love him."

These words made Emperor Yongan's heart tremble, she almost cheered up and said, "I don't know, but I always feel that there is something missing in the world at this moment, like a fish struggling in a quagmire without water, Not dead, but covered in blood, just waiting for the moment of death."

Dai Ling heard that and sighed softly, "Who is not waiting for the moment of death to come?"

die!

The two looked at each other, and then their hearts moved.

Life and death, between open eyes and closed eyes, between darkness and light, this is the eternal floating thing in the world, and those unwillingness, grievances, expectations. What are these subtle emotions in the annihilation of all this? ?

People will not be lonely because they have no love, but they will be lonely because they feel death.

Without love, you can have power, and without life, you have nothing.

The two looked at each other as if they understood something.

The summer that belongs to them will never be absent.

Under the faint moonlight, the two of them can have a good time here tonight, and let the sun and the moon come and go. After two hours, they can wait for the most beautiful sun to rise.

Beihuang Road, Youshan.

The snow on the mountain is beginning to float, and the incense of Cuipoo has not disappeared. Sitting alone in the cold night, people are tired, and the dream is broken and lonely.

As the scattered little snowflakes disappeared into the dust, everything in the whiteness seemed so desolate, but it revealed warmth. Yesterday's sad autumn thread, now no longer leaves a trace, quietly slipped into the bitter cold.

On the silent mountainside, two figures appeared.

A man and a woman, the woman also led a white horse.

Jia Meixian took a deep breath and said seriously, "Senior brother, I'm leaving."

"gone?"

Yang Chong was not surprised by Jia Meixian's words, as if all this was expected, but it happened sooner or later.

No one knows better than him why Jia Meixian stayed in this secluded mountain.

Jia Meixian nodded and said: "Well, I want to go to Guishuang to see it. It is said that it is a new world. I want to see a different world."

Yang Chong looked at his junior sister, and then sighed faintly, "It seems that you have made a decision long ago. If I said that I would go with you, you would definitely not be willing."

Jia Meixian said: "Senior brother, I don't want to drag you down any more."

"How do you know it's dragging me down?"

"Everyone wants everyone's life, everyone has something everyone has to face."

"It seems that you really look different."

Yang Chong looked at Jia Meixian and said softly.

From those eyes and the tone of voice, he knew that the woman in front of him had really changed a lot, and the youthful and immature before had completely disappeared.

Jia Meixian turned his back and looked at the falling snowflakes and said, "Instead of liking the sun, it's better to make yourself a person like the sun."

Yang Chong seemed to know that she just didn't want her to see those trembling lips and hazy teary eyes.

"Will you come back, Junior Sister?"

"Maybe come back."

Maybe the meaning of these two words is very interesting, maybe it will come back, and maybe what else?

After Jia Meixian finished speaking, he got on his horse and put his luggage on his back.

At this moment, Yang Chong looked at the back, as if there were thousands of words in his heart, but he didn't know how to say it.

Jia Meixian tightened the rope, turned his head and said, "Senior brother, when the plum blossoms bloom again that year, I will be back."

"drive!"

After she finished speaking, she pulled the horse rope fiercely, and saw the white horse galloping forward.

Seeing this, Yang Chong couldn't help but stretch out his palm, but what he wanted to say in the end got stuck in his throat and didn't say it.

Jia Meixian's figure disappeared in the wind and snow, and did not know where to go.

The wind and snow grew louder and louder, and the whistling sound concealed the voices of all things, including Yang Chong's inner voice.

Snow is very strange, like regret, like reunion, and like no love.

In the second year of Tianfu, Yujingcheng, Lu Mansion.

Time flies, like night comes after day, and spring comes after winter.

Yujing City ushered in an unprecedented heavy snow, and then the weather began to warm up, everything was thriving, and the good side was developing.

As usual, Lu Jingchun, wearing a thick jacket, came to Lu Guoyong's study to greet him, and muttered, "I wrote poetry last night, so I don't need to write poetry now, right?"

With that said, Lu Jingchun came to the door of Lu Guoyong's study, and said in a loud voice, "Grandpa, grandson is here to greet him."

But today was different from usual, there was no Lu Guoyong's voice in the study.

Lu Jingchun felt strange in his heart and repeated, "Grandpa, grandson is here to greet him."

But this time, there was still no sound in the study, and the surroundings were quiet.

Lu Jingchun felt that something was wrong, and immediately reached out and opened the door.

The door of the house opened wide, and a cold wind blew in from the door. I saw an elderly man sitting on a chair with a writing brush in his hand, sitting there quietly, but his eyes were tightly closed. All life in the body has been cut off.

"grandfather!"

Lu Jingchun's pupils opened, and he couldn't help but lose his voice.

Lu Guoyong, an important official of the three dynasties of the Dayan Dynasty, failed to survive the spring of the second year of Tianfu, and passed away suddenly.

As the first person in the Confucian Sect before, who shattered the Wen Gong and fought against the three masters of the five qi, and even killed one of the masters of the five qi, no one would not know his name.

Especially for the people of Dayan, Lu Guoyong has been in power for 60 years, and has been in charge of Dayan's cabinet for 60 years. His position can be described as the real humerus of the country.

Some people commented that he was a solitary minister in the governance of the world, a good helper in the history books, and some people said that he was the only phase in the world.

Throughout Lu Guoyong's life, he was a multi-faceted person.

Lu Guoyong was a powerful official. Someone gave him a couplet for the sun and the moon, the emperor of all countries admired the Great Yan, the mountains and mountains were the mountains, and the four parties praised the minister of the Lu family. Lu Guoyong is naturally Lu Guoyong, who reigned for 60 years, before the Taiping Emperor. He is enough to tie with the Dayan Emperor.

Lu Guoyong is a famous figure of salvation. His heart was attached to Dayan all his life. He turned the tide against the three masters of the Five Qi, and continued Dayan's country. Lu Guoyong was an orphan who ruled the world. He took self-cultivation, family order, governance of the country, and peace of the world as his own responsibility. He resolutely took responsibility for the safety of the world with one body.

Therefore, Lu Guoyong, some people fall for him, and some people hate him to the bone.

All in all, Lu Guoyong's contribution to Dayan is obvious to all. After the death of the prime minister, Yongan Emperor held a funeral for him, and posthumously named Wencheng Gong.

For a time, the whole country mourned Dayan, shrouded in a gloomy cloud.

After all, compared to others, ordinary people still respect and love this powerful minister in charge of the government and opposition.

However, in the rolling wheel of history, no matter how big or important a person is, they will eventually turn into history.

Time has passed, the years have passed, and unconsciously, half a year has passed with the competition for the spirit of the Jade Capital City's leylines. Winter has gone to spring, and then summer has come.

The clear sky in summer is extremely bright, the sky is also boundless blue, the sunlight is strong like an arrow, and the sky and the ground are in a dazzling light.

Yuzhou City, the second floor box of Wuyang Restaurant.

It was extremely hot in the elegant box. Sitting at the top was a catcher in a catcher suit. At this moment, his clothes were all stuck to his body, and even the long knife on his waist seemed extremely heavy.

Opposite him is a very handsome man, especially those eyes are hard to forget after looking at him.

If Dayan's top master saw this face, he would be greatly shocked, because this person is An Jing, who has been searching for half a year without success.

At this moment, An Jing picked up the bowl on the table and took a gulp, saying, "What's the matter with your kid asking me for a drink today? By the way, I feel that you have gained a lot of weight recently. It seems that the food has been good recently. "

Han Wenxin, who can't keep five taels of silver in his pocket, even invited him to drink today. How can An Jing not be surprised?

Han Wenxin's face sank, and he gritted his teeth: "Brother An, I have a secret to tell you."

"secret?"

Looking at Han Wenxin's appearance, An Jing couldn't help but wonder, "What secret?"

Han Wenxin took a deep breath, then gritted his teeth and said, "I may be pregnant."

"puff!"

The wine in An Jing's mouth was sprayed directly, and then his face was full of shock.

Pregnant! ?

Han Wenxin is pregnant!?

The man is pregnant! ?

An Jing was full of doubts at the moment, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Brother An, what I said is true."

Seeing An Jing's expression, Han Wenxin quickly said, "I went to the mass grave that day to dig for gold nuggets. Didn't I find a jar where the baby's body was buried?"

An Jing nodded slightly. A few days ago, Han Wenxin went to the mass grave to dig for gold inscriptions, but he dug up a jar halfway through the dig. After returning home, he was ill for half a month.

Han Wenxin continued: "I've been dreaming about that jar these days, and the kid inside kept calling me Dad."

An Jing slowly picked up the bowl and took a sip, and said, "What's your name?"

Han Wenxin said: "Father!"

An Jing patted Han Wenxin on the shoulder and laughed, "Don't be so polite, I'll invite you for this drink."

Saying that, under Han Wenxin's stunned eyes, he put down a coin or two and walked out.

When Han Wenxin regained his senses, An Jing had long since disappeared, and roared, "An Jing of the dog days, is it because I lied to you?"

After roaring, he saw the silver on the table, and his heart was suddenly moved, and he happily put the silver away, "It's been a long time since I went to Goulan to listen to the music, and the guns are embroidered."

Outside the Wuyang restaurant.

An Jing walked towards Ji Shitang with his hands behind his back.

Half a year ago, he returned to Yuzhou City, and Jishitang reopened accordingly.

The days returned to their former calm.

The summer sun is like a furnace, burning the earth.

Suddenly, An Jing frowned, and a golden figure appeared in front of the crowd.

This person is not someone else, but the golden lamp of Tianyin.

An Jing said, "Elder Jin, I didn't expect such a coincidence."

Jin Deng also said through voice transmission: "Unfortunately, I came to see you on purpose."

An Jing said: "Please!"

Jin Deng said: "Please!"

The two came to a small alley. It was bustling and noisy outside the alley, but it was very quiet inside.

Jin Deng smiled and said, "It seems that you don't want someone to disturb your current life."

An Jing said with an expressionless face: "If you have anything, just say it straight to the point."

"Then I'll just say it."

Jin Deng nodded slightly and said, "You cut off the spirit of the earth vein, do you know what this means?"

An Jing narrowed his eyes and said, "What does it mean? It means that I can live forever? Break through the shackles of the great master?"

Jin Deng said: "This is of course part of it, but there is actually a part of the truth that you don't know."

An Jing glanced at Jin Deng and said nothing.

Jin Deng continued: "You cut off the spirit of the earth veins, which means that you are now the spirit of the earth veins, and the original spirit of the earth veins has been attacked by the evil spirits, and you will also be attacked by the evil spirits. The invasion of the air."

An Jing said lightly: "Actually, I already knew about this."

Jin Deng took a deep look at An Jing, "Since you know it, the old man won't say more."

After speaking, Jin Deng cupped his hands and walked into the distance.

An Jing looked at his palms. If the golden lanterns were there at the moment, he would definitely see that those palms were like white jade, and all the evil spirits floating on them had been burnt out.

"Evil spirit? It has been refined by me a long time ago, and as for those evil spirits, I have already killed them all."

An Jing muttered to himself, then walked out of the alley.

Jin Deng may know some secrets outside the domain, or he may know the secret of the spirit of the earth, but as he said, after the spirit of the earth was killed by An Jing, An Jing is now the spirit of the earth.

An Jing knew the secret of the spirit of the leylines better than he did.

In this side of the world, there are still a lot of evil spirits that are constantly infiltrating, trying to infect his body, but these evil spirits were all beheaded by An Jing, and even the evil spirits were completely eliminated.

The splendid sun shines between the green tiles and red walls everywhere, the flying eaves, the high-flying shop signboards, the sparkling carriages and horses, and the endless stream of pedestrians.

There are tea houses, taverns, pawnshops, workshops, etc. on both sides of the street, and there are many small vendors with big umbrellas in the open space next to them.

The street stretches from east to west, until it reaches the quieter suburbs outside the city, but there are still pedestrians on the street: some are rushing with burdens, some are driving ox carts to deliver goods, some are driving donkeys to pull trucks, some are stopping to watch Yuzhou. River view.

With the tall tower as the center, the houses on both sides are lined up to form a unique lane courtyard.

On the west side of the street, there is a brand new plaque with the three characters of Jishitang engraved on it.

"You know what? My favorite is small animals."

"Wang Wang Wang! Wang Wang Wang!"

"Why do you say I like it? Of course, Dunton can't be missing."

At this moment, a beautiful, plump little maid came out holding a wooden basin while yawning, and a black puppy was quickly following her.

On the other side, An Jing carried a box of cakes and walked freely to the door of Ji Shitang with three strings of candied haws. He picked the curtain and walked in.

"Three pounds of madder is three hundred dollars."

"One hundred and fifty cents per jin of jacaranda."

Yu Qiurong was dialing the abacus and recording the purchased medicinal materials with a writing brush. She raised her head when she heard footsteps, saw An Jing walking back, and hurriedly greeted her, "Master, you are back."

An Jing put down the cake, handed the candied haws in his hand to Yu Qiurong, and asked, "Where's Madam?"

Yu Qiurong smiled and said, "Madam is preparing today's dinner in the backyard."

Hearing this, An Jing couldn't help but soften his heart, and then walked slowly towards the kitchen.

In the backyard, fireworks rose at this time, and the figure was busy in the kitchen.

The woman wears a pearl hairpin on her head, the purple ribbon on the back of her head hangs down to her waist, the flower tin between the eyebrows is particularly beautiful, a pair of peach blossom eyes are smart and lovely, and she is wearing a lavender palace dress. At this moment, those pure white hands are preparing delicious food The dishes are very focused and serious.

In life, it is enough to have such a person by my side.

The happiest thing in life is the person you love, and she loves you with all her might.

And what it means to love someone is actually as simple as An Jing himself said.

When you see it, you smile.

When I see you, I smile.

An Jing walked to Zhao Qingmei's side, and the corner of his mouth raised slightly: "Madam."

Zhao Qingmei lowered her head and said intently, "What's wrong?"

An Jing clasped Zhao Qingmei's hands and asked, "Do you know what day it is today?"

Zhao Qingmei raised her head and looked at An Jing with beautiful eyes: "Today four years ago was the day we got married, of course I will not forget it."

Madam also remembers.

In a trance, An Jing recalled the sound of firecrackers, gongs and drums, red candles, red yarn, and the stunning and moving woman in front of him.

Memory is like a carving knife, all the happy times are written down.

He remembers the wine they drank when they got married, the two eating together, the two sitting on the eaves watching the moonlight together, the two swimming in the lake together, and the two drinking and chatting together. These memories are deeply imprinted. In his mind, he couldn't get rid of it.

"Four years have passed in a flash, and the time for UU reading www.uukanshu.com is really fast."

Zhao Qingmei looked at An Jing in a daze, and then said, "Husband, what's the matter with you?"

An Jing said with emotion: "I'm just thinking about the things of the past, some absurd, some unbelievable."

Zhao Qingmei glared at An Jing, and said coquettishly, "Yeah, who would have thought that the little doctor of Ji Shitang was actually a peerless and invincible sword fairy?"

An Jing couldn't help but say: "I didn't expect that my wife is actually the leader of the demon sect."

The two looked at each other, then both laughed.

Looking back suddenly, the years passed through everyone in the same way, and everyone passed through the years in different ways.

It turns out that the stars and seas that I have been thinking about have always been here, stop and listen, there is a voice in every breath.

(End of the book)

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