My wife is the sect leader

Little Heizai's hair stood on end immediately, and then he walked quickly towards the back hall, as if he was afraid of hearing something he shouldn't have heard.

At this moment, Li Fuzhou came out with a large jar in his arms. Little Heizai bumped into Li Fuzhou's leg post, and then turned over.

"Why so panic?"

Li Fuzhou raised his brows, and reprimanded Xiao Heizi, "You often listen to the old man reading, and you can be regarded as having some knowledge. The old man has repeatedly warned you not to be too irritable and flustered. What are you doing now? System!?"

"Aw~ woo!"

Little Heizai yelled, then squatted on the ground and looked at Li Fuzhou with his head tilted.

Seeing Li Fuzhou's serious face, An Jing immediately felt it was funny that this old man was so fussy about a dog.

"What's in this jar?"

Li Fuzhou smiled lightly, and said: "It's the medicinal wine made by the young lady for my uncle, and it is said that it can be taken at the end of the year."

"It's pretty good, put everything that should be in it."

An Jing glanced into the jar and said.

"do not know."

Li Fuzhou put the jar on the ground, and said with a smile: "Young Master, I heard you don't like drinking medicinal wine?"

"Who do you listen to nonsense? It can't be Tan Yun again?"

An Jing looked at the loving medicinal wine that Zhao Qingmei brewed for herself, and said: "This is a good thing, how can I not love it? Besides, it was brewed for me by my wife, I have to drink it all anyway."

This is not medicinal wine, but Madam's love for me.

"Cough cough cough..."

Li Fuzhou coughed twice, "This medicinal wine is too overbearing, you can't drink it all by yourself, I can share some of it for you."

Hey!

An Jing finally understood that this old boy wanted his own medicinal wine.

Sure enough, no man would refuse something that invigorates the kidney and strengthens the yang.

Seeing An Jing's reluctance, Li Fuzhou sighed and said, "Mr. Zhao keeps asking me......"

"You're right, I'm sure I can't finish this wine by myself."

When An Jing heard this, he quickly interrupted Li Fuzhou's words.

"Grandpa, that's right."

Li Fuzhou nodded in satisfaction, "I have something to do tonight, so I won't help my uncle keep accounts, and Zhou Xianming will be back soon, my uncle remembers to send me some 'salary' at that time."

After finishing speaking, Li Fuzhou walked outside with a smile.

An Jing looked at Li Fuzhou's back, the so-called busyness of this old boy was just listening to the music.

If Li Fuzhou didn't follow him, he could slip out by himself.

Thinking of this, An Jing quickly closed the store.

"Husband, it's not time for closing yet, is it?"

Zhao Qingmei came out and saw An Jing was facing the wooden board, she couldn't help asking strangely.

"Han Wenxin said that there is a prisoner in the prison who has a cold, let me go and have a look." An Jing had already thought up his words.

"That boy Han Wenxin?"

Zhao Qingmei frowned, then looked at An Jing suspiciously, "Really?"

"Really, of course it is true, I have to go and see it quickly."

An Jing said with neither red nor heartbeat.

"Okay, it's cold at night, put on more clothes." Zhao Qingmei looked at An Jing's serious expression, and finally nodded.

Anyway, with Demon Cult masters following him, there shouldn't be any serious problems.

"Don't worry, ma'am, just wait for me to come back."

An Jing smiled, and after aligning the boards, he picked up the small medicine box and walked out of Jishitang.

..........

Wuyang Restaurant, in the box on the second floor.

Han Wenxin looked at An Jing with emotion, "Brother An, it's been a long time since we had such a happy conversation like today."

Ever since An Jing got married, she seldom went out for drinks with him, and she didn't know what happened to invite him out for a drink today.

"Yes."

An Jing sighed, and said, "There is no food left at home."

"Brother An, stop talking about this, let's have a drink."

Han Wenxin raised his glass, "I hope this glass of wine can dispel the recent worries and troubles."

"Sorrow and worry?" An Jing glanced at Han Wenxin and said, "Is it because of Miss Dai?"

"Let the past go with the wind, don't bring it up again." Han Wenxin said with a deep expression.

"What's wrong? Rejected?"

"how is this possible!?"

Han Wenxin said with a serious face: "I sent her to Sanmiaoshan Faxi Temple that day, and then I planned to return home, but Miss Dai insisted on keeping me and invited me to watch the stars, but in the end I resolutely refused. .”

An Jing was full of doubts: "Looking at the stars? Inviting you? You refused?"

An Jing felt like he was listening to a fairy tale, which was all fake except for the names.

"Everything I said is true. If what I said is false, then let Zhou Xianming be the leader of this autumn."

Seeing An Jing's expression, Han Wenxin hurriedly said: "Let me tell you, yesterday she asked me to accompany her to play on the Yuzhou River. The kindness was hard to bear, so I reluctantly went. The process was really boring. Come back Then I asked the old master in Mazi Lane to calculate the horoscopes of me and Miss Dai."

"I found out that I have some disagreements with her."

An Jing raised his brows, "Bazi don't match??"

"It's just a mismatch."

Han Wenxin sighed, and said: "My father said that he would be aggressive, and she came to me again today, and I rejected her intention directly. I told her that I am a man like the wind, and it is impossible for me to do something for you. She stayed, you don't know, seeing her heartbroken, I almost softened my heart, but then I thought of Brother An's words, and I made up my mind completely."

After finishing speaking, Han Wenxin expressed emotion and joy.

An Jing couldn't help but asked curiously: "Brother Han, what did I say?"

"You forgot, you told me once."

Han Wenxin put his arms around An Jing's shoulders, lashed out at Fang Qiu, and said, "Use the time you spend chasing a horse to plant a grassland, instead of abandoning a forest for a tree."

An Jing wondered, "Did I say that?"

It seems that he liked to chat with Han Wenxin before, but he mostly forgot.

But that's all in the past, he's a decent guy now...

"Said."

Han Wenxin pointed at the tall buildings in the distance excitedly, and said, "Brother An, you are a bright light on the road of my life, guiding me to go forward until Goulan."

Hey!

I don't want to be such a beacon.

An Jing's face darkened upon hearing this.

"Come on, Brother An, let's drink this cup!"

"Come and drink!"

.......

Three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

"Come... come and drink."

Han Wenxin was so drunk that he was lying on the table and whispering drunkenly, holding a flagon in his hand.

An Jing stretched his muscles and bones, and took out a navy blue cloak from the small medicine box as if nothing had happened.

"Brother Han, just stay here and drink for a while."

He still has important things to do, so finding Han Wenxin for a drink is just a cover.

At this time, Han Wenxin had lost his sanity, and subconsciously put the jug in his mouth, but when he took a sip, his brows were knit together, and he couldn't help cursing: "This taste is not right... ..”

An Jing changed his clothes and said, "What's wrong?"

This wine is the most famous wine shop in Yuzhou City. In addition to the affordable price, the taste of the wine is also unique.

"No...not salty enough."

Han Wenxin whispered, then lay down on the table and licked his lips.

After hearing this, An Jing was stunned for a while, and said quietly: "It turns out that Brother Han likes the taste of sauerkraut in the old altar."

.........

Chapter 87

Outside the restaurant, the moonlight is like water, rushing for thousands of miles.

Shuiyue stood on the eaves in the distance, her eyes fixed on the door of the box in Wuyang Restaurant.

The last time Huo Zhongyun lost this little doctor, he received the rules of the Demon Cult, and he is still lying on the bed, he must not follow in his footsteps, he must take care of that little doctor.

"I really don't know why you have to stare and protect this little doctor." Shuiyue murmured to herself.

And at the moment when Shuiyue was staring at the box, a silent shadow flew out along the window unknowingly, and he didn't notice it at all.

This person is An Jing who restrained his breath.

..........

Sanmiao Mountain, Mingyue Pavilion on the north peak.

The peak is shrouded in clouds and mist, the mountain path is winding and winding, and the moon disk seems to be hanging in front of your eyes.

At this time, the mountain scriptures were full of masters. These people had knives on their waists and waist tags. Looking carefully, all of them were Xuan Yiwei's waist tags, and the lowest ones were silver characters.

Beside the pavilion stood five gold-character catchers, all in the posture of bowing their heads and listening to orders.

The golden character catcher stood guard outside the pavilion, and the one inside the pavilion was naturally Xuanyiwei's jade character catcher, and also Xuanyiwei's big Tiangang.

There are three big heavenly gangs standing in the pavilion, one of which is Gan Yue.

The man standing at the top has white temples, bright eyes, his left hand rests on the handle of the knife at his waist, his face is as calm as water, and the other big sky is a woman.

The woman seems to be in her 40s, and her appearance is not outstanding. Coupled with the passage of time, she can already see a little aging.

These two people are Xuanyiwei Tiansha star Xi Jikui and Tianqiao star Zhang Shuang.

"Master Xi, Master Zhang, the manpower has been arranged."

Gan Yue clasped his fists and said.

Xi Jikui nodded slightly: "Please trouble Mr. Gan."

Gan Yue said indifferently: "Master Xi is joking, it's all about sharing the worries of the Holy One."

"The people of the Demon Cult are really hateful!"

Xi Jikui's eyes narrowed into a slit, and a gleam of cold light appeared, "Li Fuzhou broke the seal this time for nothing more than a ray of heaven and earth aura, but he ignored the safety of the world."

"This time I want Li Fuzhou to go and never return."

Xi Jikui's words were very plain, but they were full of murderous intent.

Gan Yue and Zhang Shuang were shocked when they heard this.

Who is Li Fuzhou? He is the suzerain of the Demon Sect's Human Sect. In its heyday, he was a master against four great celestial gangs with one opponent, even Xi Yuanjun was unable to kill him.

Today, they want to ambush this person.

Zhang Shuang smiled at the side and said: "If you can kill Li Fuzhou with your own hands, Lord Xi will be famous all over the world, and the Holy One will be very happy."