My wife is the sect leader

Cui Yong sighed, and then told what Chu Huai had done recently.

"It's my fault, I know his nature is hard to change."

Chu Nanying sighed heavily when she heard that, "Dekun, do you think I indulged him too much?"

Qiu Dekun said in a low voice: "Master Chu Huai lost his mother since he was a child, and the Taoist master didn't spend much time with him. He has a somewhat strange temperament, and some abnormalities are normal, but the crime is not worthy of death..."

"Isn't sin unto death?"

Chu Nanying laughed at herself in a low voice, and then looked at the sword wound on Chu Huai's neck.

The sword mark is only the size of a thin line, and the blood on it has been completely wiped off at this moment, if it is not for someone with excellent eyesight, this line cannot be seen at all.

The next moment, Chu Nanying felt his heart start beating rapidly, and then his face turned red.

"Puff!" "Puff!"

The beating of the heart became more and more violent, and the blood in the whole body was rushing frantically.

Chu Nanying took a few steps backwards, and then clutched her chest tightly with both hands.

"Tom tom tom tom!"

The beating of the heart became more and more violent, like beating a drum, and Chu Nanying's face also turned into a liver color.

"careful!"

Seeing this, Qiu Dekun shouted.

Hearing the low shout, Chu Nanying slowly came back to her senses, and then panted heavily.

At this moment, he seemed to have walked out of the gate of hell, feeling like he was alive after a catastrophe.

"Sir, are you alright?"

Qiu Dekun asked quickly.

"This...is this?"

Chu Nanying pointed to the wound on the neck.

"Don't look, this may be the sword intent left behind!"

Qiu Dekun said quickly.

"Sword Intent!?"

The faces of everyone around changed drastically, and they didn't dare to look at the thin thread on Chu Huai's neck anymore.

Sword intent, when only the top swordsmen can use their swords, there will be residual sword intent.

Chu Nanying also knows the sword intent, and has seen the sword intent of many swordsmen. He has also observed Lin Yiyang's sword intent, but he has never seen such a strange sword intent.

He was able to control his heartbeat and make the blood in his whole body boil. If Qiu Dekun hadn't shouted loudly just now, he might have turned into a corpse now.

Chu Nanying said to herself: "Dekun, is there any sword intent in this world that can control other people's heartbeat?"

"Control the heartbeat?"

Qiu Dekun shook his head when he heard this, "I have never heard of such a strange sword intent."

Cui Yong and other masters shook their heads again and again.

Sword intent is not sword power, sword intent is just the true meaning of swordsmanship left by the swordsman, and it has no lethality. Even the sword intent left by Lin Yiyang's five great swordsmen only has a majestic power and cannot hurt people.

Chu Nanying didn't speak, he knew that the one who could kill Chu Huai silently must be a master.

At this moment, the sound of beating gongs and drums and firecrackers came from outside, which was very lively.

"How is this going?"

Chu Nanying asked.

"I'll go out and see."

Cui Yong hurried out.

Qiu Dekun asked: "Sir, do you want to search Linjiang City now, I feel that the murderer has not gone far..."

Chu Nanying quietly looked at the corpse in front of her, and said after a while, "Dekun, do you think I should look for the murderer?"

Qiu Dekun frowned, and said: "Killing people pays their lives, and debts are paid back, this is a matter of course."

"Murder for life?"

Chu Nanying smiled wryly, "How many people did Huai'er kill? How can I repay the lives of so many people?"

"This......."

Chu Nanying continued: "The one who killed Huai'er was actually not someone else, but me. If I hadn't taught him Wufang, how could he be like this?"

"grown ups....."

Not long after, Cui Yong hurried in.

Chu Nanying looked at the corpse and asked dumbly, "What's going on?"

Cui Yong swallowed, and said: "It's the people of Linjiang City, and every household is celebrating..."

"celebrate?"

Chu Nanying was stunned and said, "What are you celebrating?"

Cui Yong said cautiously: "Congratulations on the death of the young master..."

Hearing this, Chu Nanying was suddenly stunned, and it took a long time before she laughed wildly.

"Hahahaha!"

"puff!"

The laughter stopped abruptly, and a bloody arrow sprayed out, and Chu Nanying fell heavily to the ground.

"Taoist!" "Master!"

.........

Donglin Road, Tianku Mountain, Moyun Cave.

Tianku Mountain is one of the five famous mountains in Dayan. It is a famous and steep mountain range in Dayan.

But among the rivers and lakes, this place is very famous.

Because there is a peerless master, Master Moyun, who is cultivating here.

This person has a very high level of cultivation, ranking fifth in the dragon list, and he has raised a strange beast, the spirit-seeking mouse.

The spirit-seeking mouse can find traces of people through the air machine.

Master Yuhuai brought two disciples to Moyun Cave in Tianku Mountain.

"Master, does Master Moyun really live in this deep mountain?" Song Nian asked next to him.

This Songnian was originally a disciple of Wuliang Taoist Temple, but was later accepted as a disciple by Master Yuhuai.

"I don't know."

Master Yuhuai shook his head, "I'm not very familiar with Master Moyun either."

Song Nian murmured to himself: How can people who are so deep in the mountains and old forests, without a village in front of them, a shop behind them, and without great perseverance, be able to practice hermitism here?It seems that Master Moyun is really a master.

"Who is in front!?"

At this moment, a cold drink sounded.

Then, a beautiful woman with a graceful and enchanting posture appeared in front of the three of them.

Master Yuhuai cupped his hands and said, "Poverty Taoist Zhenyi teaches Yuhuai, and I want to visit Master Moyun this time."

"Zhenyi taught Yuhuai Dazheng?"

The beautiful woman's willow eyebrows stretched slightly, and then said: "Please come inside."

As she said that, the beautiful woman twisted her slender waist and walked towards the cave with lotus steps. There was a sense of coquettishness in every gesture, which made people feel angry.

Master Yuhuai didn't look sideways, but the two disciples next to him were blushing, and their heartbeats began to speed up.

Walking into the cave, it was brightly lit, and the three of Yuhuai discovered that the decoration in the cave was very luxurious, with tables and chairs, calligraphy and paintings, bookshelves, vases and so on.

Moreover, there were several beautiful women standing beside them, each with spring in their eyes and a smile on their lips.

"Come inside, please."

The beautiful woman walked forward.

Inside the cave, there are several rooms separated from each other, and the layout is even more delicate and decent.

This is not a cave, it is clearly a mansion in the mountains.

Not long after, a group of people came to the door of a quiet room.

"Master, Master Yuhuai of the Zhenyi Sect is here." The beautiful woman said respectfully to the quiet room.

"I see."

A dry, unpleasant voice came from inside.

"Crack!" "Crack!"

Not long after, the stone gate rose, and a figure appeared in front of the three of them.

The man was not tall, about the size of a seven or eight-year-old child, with an ugly face and a white shirt that looked out of place.

It turned out to be a dwarf!

Song Nian was very surprised, he didn't expect Master Moyun to be such an ugly dwarf.

Yu Huai's expression remained unchanged, he clasped his fists and said, "Yu Huai pays homage to Master Mo Yun."

Master Moyun smiled and said: "You're welcome, brother Ling's letter has arrived first, and if you want me to leave the mountain before, I still have a few questions to ask."

Master Yuhuai nodded, "Master Moyun ask."

Before coming, he had already learned about Master Moyun's temperament from Ling Yuanjing.

Master Moyun asked: "Has the ghost swordsman's strength reached the level of a master?"

Master Yuhuai clasped his fists and said: "This person's strength varies from high to low, but at most he is half a step into the realm of a master, and it is absolutely impossible to reach the realm of a master."

"That's good." Master Moyun nodded slightly, and then said: "If that's the case, how are your things prepared?"

Because of the spirit mouse reason, many people in the Jianghu have asked him to make a move, but his first condition is that he will never make a move to a master of the master realm, and the second condition is to give him the benefits in advance.

These two requirements are indispensable, otherwise he will not make a move.

"This is three hundred yuan pills."

Master Yuhuai took out a porcelain bottle and threw it to Master Moyun.

"it is good."

Master Moyun took the porcelain vase, a gleam of brilliance appeared in his eyes.

Hundred Yuan Pill is a well-known holy medicine for healing wounds. It produces flesh and blood, connects sutras and extends bones. It is rumored that it can even bring back people who are about to die.

This elixir is refined by the Zhenyi Sect, which requires a lot of precious natural materials and earth treasures. It took only two furnaces in 30 years, and it is hard to find one pill.

Master Moyun smiled and said: "In that case, then I will accompany Master Yuhuai to take a trip to the south of the Yangtze River."

Seeing this, the beautiful woman next to her squatted down, with a hint of reluctance in her eyes, "Mr. Lang, how long will it take you to come back?"

Master Moyun gently stroked the beautiful woman's jade legs, a smile uglier than crying appeared on his ugly face, and said: "Don't worry, as long as I find the whereabouts of the ghost swordsman, I will come back immediately."

"That concubine is in the cave, waiting for the Lord Lang to return in triumph."

With spring in her eyes, the beautiful woman smiled provocatively.

Chapter 137

Nanping Road, outside Nanhua City.

Nanhua City is only [-] miles away from Nanhua Mountain. This city is not big, but because it is under Nanhua Mountain, it is also very prosperous.

An Jing and Lou Xiangzhen traveled overnight, riding a thousand-year-old black anaconda. It took three days to reach Nanping Road, and it took another two days to reach the foot of Nanhua Mountain.

When we arrived in Nanping, it was obvious that the temperature began to rise gradually.