My wife is the sect leader

The outside of the courtyard is surrounded by whitewashed walls, green willows are still hanging around, the six gates with hanging flowers have been replaced, and there are secret whistles hidden in the verandahs on all sides.

The corridors in the courtyard are connected to each other, extending in all directions, dotted with vigorous mountains and rocks.

The plaque that says "abstinence from lust and impetuosity" is still hanging.

The courtyard is still beautiful without much change.

At this time, there was a crackling sound from a bedroom in the backyard, and there were low roars like beasts.

"Who in Linjiang City doesn't know my name, Chu Huai, dare to destroy my good deeds!?"

Chu Huai's eyes were red, and he looked coldly at the man kneeling on the ground below.

The man was none other than Cui Yong, the Albino Palm, the first-rank and third-rank master who survived the ghost-faced Buddha by chance.

Cui Yong hurriedly said: "The subordinates have already sent guards to investigate, but the two swordsmen disappeared after they left the restaurant."

"Trash! You are a trash!"

The flame in Chu Huai's belly seemed to be transferred to his brain, and he roared hysterically at Cui Yong.

Cui Yong lowered his head, with a hint of gloom in his expression, but his eyes were cold.

waste! ?

If it weren't for your good father, you would have died eight hundred times already.

Chu Huai said coldly: "If you check it yourself, I won't believe it. Can the two of them still fly?"

Cui Yong suddenly became embarrassed: "But Master Chu ordered me to remember not to leave the young master for half a step."

"What are you afraid of?"

Chu Huai sneered and said, "Didn't you see it with your own eyes last time, or the moon in the water, the protector of the Devil's Cult, came to my lakeside courtyard, didn't you also come out dead?"

Thinking of the last time Chu Huai still has lingering fears, and at the same time there is a hint of complacency in his expression.

So what about the masters of the Demon Cult that everyone fears in the world! ?

Wasn't his head severely trampled under my feet?

Cui Yong frowned, still hesitating.

Seeing this, Chu Huai looked at Cui Yong viciously: "Go and check for me, and bring that little lady back by the way, if you don't bring her back, I will peel your skin!"

"Yes, I'll go now."

Cui Yong had no choice but to stand up and walk outside.

It was dark at night, but the whole courtyard was brightly lit.

"Your grandma's."

Cui Yong walked out of the room, glanced behind him, spat out and smeared fiercely, "You are just reincarnated, you dog, why are you so arrogant?"

In his heart, he hoped that Chu Huai would die quickly, but also feared that he would be implicated if Chu Huai died. His heart was very complicated and entangled.

After adjusting his mood, Cui Yongcai slowly walked out of the yard.

At this time, above the eaves of the lakeside courtyard, two figures descended.

It was An Jing and Lou Xiangzhen.

An Jing looked at the quiet lake below, and said: "It is rumored that there are countless corpses buried under Tianxin Lake, I don't know if it is true."

It is said that Chu Huai liked Linhu City in Donglin Road very much, and later dug a small lake here and built a courtyard, named Linhu Bieyuan.

Later, it was rumored that every time Chu Huai tied up a woman to play with, after she died, she would be thrown into this Tianxin Lake. If the woman's husband came to visit, he would be tortured first, and then he would be beaten to death and thrown down together.

Therefore, Tianxin Lake is also called Black Heart Lake in the market.

"Oh?"

Lou Xiang raised his brows, "You might as well take a look."

"How do you see it?"

An Jing asked in a calm voice.

Lou Xiangzhen didn't speak, the true energy in his body surged like waves of water, and then he tapped his arm.

"Hey!"

"Crash!" "Crash!"

A burst of vigor rushed forward, as if a ray of sword light fell from the sky, splitting the lake into two.

Seeing this, An Jing was shocked.

Even though he knew that the master master's strength was unfathomable and comparable to others, but seeing Lou Xiangzhen's hand at this moment still felt inconceivable.

Is this the master?

Use the finger to represent the sword, and divide the lake with one sword!

The turbulent lake gradually separated, and the landscape at the bottom of the lake gradually appeared.

In addition to the lake grass and boulders, there are also countless white bones, which seem to cover the land when you look closely. At this moment, fifty fish are jumping on the white-painted skeleton. .

shocking!

Each of these bones represents a corpse and an evil past.

"what happened!?"

At this time, the guards in the other courtyard were shocked when they saw this scene.

"Crash! Crash!"

The next moment, the lake water turbulently fell again, setting off a huge splash, splashing water stains all over the water pavilion on the shore.

"This person should be killed!"

Lou Xiangzhen's eyes narrowed into a slit, "Kill him, and the old man's sword will be dirty, and this person will be left to you."

An Jing: "??"

If he dirtyed your sword, wouldn't he dirty my sword?

Of course, it was impossible for An Jing to say this.

The next moment, An Jing's body jumped, and he fell into Chu Huai's bedroom in an instant.

"Trash, it's a bunch of trash!"

Chu Huai was still furious at this moment, venting his anger that had nowhere to go.

"Who?"

Suddenly he heard footsteps, and then turned around quickly.

I saw a man in black robe not far from him, walking towards him.

"You... who are you?"

When Chu Huai saw the person coming, he also felt something bad in his heart, and his heart began to shake violently.

It was a feeling he had never experienced before. He had a bad premonition, and he retreated back again and again.

An Jing didn't speak, but just looked at Chu Huai in front of him.

Chu Huai roared: "My father is Chu Nanying, let me tell you, you dare to touch me..."

"Shut up, I'll see you on your way."

An Jing put his fingers together, and then swiped forward.

"Pfft!"

A sword light spat out from the fingertips, and then floated to Chu Huai's neck.

"Gurgle--!"

Chu Huai just wanted to shout loudly, but then his whole body felt weak. He touched his neck subconsciously and found that it was covered with blood.

"Blood......"

He never imagined in his dreams that when the master of the Demon Cult entered this other courtyard, he was not dead, but today a man in black robe came in and beheaded him without any precautions.

"thump!"

Chu Huai's body froze, and then fell heavily to the ground.

An Jing ended his sinful life, glanced at the room, and sighed.

"Whoosh!"

In the next moment, his figure appeared on the cornice.

"Your swordsmanship should be at the fifth level, right?"

Lou Xiangzhen narrowed his eyes slightly and secretly said.

During the daytime, he saw that the ghost swordsman in front of him was in the fifth realm. Just now, the hand used to refer to the sword, let him see the true depth of An Jing's swordsmanship, and he should have entered the fifth realm for the first time.

"Yes."

An Jing nodded and admitted.

Lou Xiangzhen said strangely: "It's really strange, your cultivation is only in the realm of the earth flower, but your swordsmanship is so high..."

I have to say that the ghost swordsman that his junior brother valued really has some skills, first the thousand-year-old black boa body protection, and then the fifth-level swordsmanship, but in his opinion, these are not things that can compete with Xiao Qianqiu.

Especially the millennium black boa is caused by foreign objects.

As for the good fortune Jiang Sanjia mentioned, Lou Xiangzhen felt that these things were all illusory things, and he didn't really believe them.

An Jing didn't speak, but stood on the cornice and looked down at the still peaceful courtyard below, as if thinking about something.

Chu Huai died, but no one found out.

Lou Xiang asked in a deep voice: "You have practiced the Hundred Step Flying Sword, what floor is it now?"

An Jing shook his head and said, "The eighth floor."

Lou Xiang raised his eyebrows and said, "Is it really the eighth floor?"

Jiang Sanjia wrote to him about how he got to know the ghost swordsman. The two had only known each other for half a year, and it didn't take long for the ghost swordsman to get the hundred-step flying sword, so he reached the eighth floor?

In the whole world, no one knows better than him the sword technique of the Hundred Step Flying Sword.

Reaching the eighth floor in half a year is almost impossible.

"Yeah, I haven't had time to practice." An Jing said regretfully.

The hundred-step flying sword is a martial art of the Tianwu level. It is indeed much more difficult to practice than the real martial arts level. In addition, since getting married, there is really not much time to study martial arts at night, which makes the progress of the hundred-step flying sword very slow. But when it reached the eighth floor, it stopped moving.

Lou Xiangzhen: "??"

In his opinion, what the ghost swordsman said must not be true, even he spent three years to cultivate to the eighth floor, and the ghost swordsman in front of him actually said that he reached the eighth floor without much practice for half a year, how is this possible?

An Jing asked subconsciously: "How long did it take senior to reach the eighth floor?"

Lou Xiangzhen sighed softly: "A few days, because at the beginning my master only gave me the first eight layers of sword manuals, but didn't give me the latter ones."

An Jing: "......"

Neither of them spoke, and fell into a brief silence.

Lou Xiangzhen asked aloud, "Then Chu Nanying of the Jiangnan Dao was also killed?"

An Jing raised his head and said with his hands behind his back: "This person succeeded the Taoist leader of Jiangnan Dao in the year of the catastrophe, and he has worked hard here. Except for this unfilial son, he is not bad..."

In the third year of Xingping, a catastrophe and plague occurred in Jiangnan Road. At that time, Jiangnan Road was in a mess, with thousands of miles of red land, and the world was like a purgatory. An Jing was deeply touched.

After Chu Nanying came here, he has made a lot of achievements, and he has also made great contributions to the development of Jiangnan Road in the past few decades.

Sometimes people are so complicated, Chu Nanying is also a character, but he made an unforgivable mistake in the matter of Chu Huai.

But killing Chu Huai and killing Chu Nanying have different effects.

Chu Nanying is the Taoist leader of Jiangnan Road, with an extraordinary status.

Lou Xiangzhen's eyes flashed a bright light, and he said, "I've also heard that among the Nine Daoes of Great Yan, Chu Nanying is indeed a clear stream, but this also makes it difficult for this person to get an official career."

"Then let's go." An Jing was about to leave the Linhu Bieyuan. After all, Chu Huai's death would be known soon, and he didn't want to make things worse.

"and many more."