Chapter 214 The Crisis of Demon Seeds in Dantian (Seeking Monthly Pass)
Foreign pet!?
Yu Qiurong's expression did not change much after hearing this, and she said slowly: "It is not a big deal for the leader to raise a foreign pet."
Demonic sects value strength. When Na Jiang Renyi temporarily took over as the leader of the cult, he also kept a beautiful woman in a golden house and raised several beautiful maids.
In the two years since Zhao Qingmei took office, apart from practicing martial arts and handling the government affairs of the demon sect, she has always been pure-hearted and devoid of sexual desire.
But last year, I raised a little doctor in Yuzhou City.
"You must not be careless about this matter. As the saying goes, being greedy for male sex will ruin your life and longevity, and your own desires for pleasure will be in vain."
Duanmu Xinghua pondered for a long time, "The leader is still young and has tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time. It is inevitable that he will not be able to withstand the temptation. In the long run, he not only wastes a lot of time, but also wears away his will."
At this moment, Lin Tianhai and an old man with white hair also came over and nodded repeatedly after hearing Duanmu Xinghua's words.
Throughout the ages, there have been countless people with extremely high abilities, qualifications, and understanding, but there are only a handful of people who have truly become Grand Masters.
Because if you want to become a true master, you not only need the foundation, qualifications, understanding, but also the help of a large number of resources, and most importantly, you also need perseverance and patience.
The path to simplicity is always the best. A true master must endure loneliness.
Yu Qiurong glanced at the direction of the back hall and asked in a low voice: "Sect Master Duanmu, what should we do now?"
Duanmu Xinghua thought for a while and said: "Go and give some advice to that foreign pet. The leader is still young, so he must not be trapped by male lust."
"Cough cough cough cough cough"
Yu Qiurong coughed lightly and said, "I understand."
When the old man saw this, he frowned suddenly, "The Hongyanzui in your body has only been suppressed by the leader's true energy. There is a danger of breaking out at any time. It's best to be careful and not to forcefully activate the internal energy."
The old man is none other than Liu Simiao, the Poison King, one of the four most controversial doctors in the world.
"good."
Yu Qiurong nodded and walked out of the hall.
Lin Tianhai looked at Yu Qiurong's back and whispered: "The beauty drunk in Yu Shouzuo's body is really impossible to eradicate?"
Liu Simiao shook his head and said: "This is a poison that I spent several years refining. Even I don't have a way to eradicate it."
Lin Tianhai and Duanmu Xinghua looked at each other and sighed secretly.
The man in front of me is one of the four famous doctors in the world. If he can't do anything, how many people in the world can eradicate the poison?
"I'm going back now to continue my research. I think I won't be able to find a solution."
Liu Simiao coughed dryly and walked out quickly. After all, he was the one who refined the poison, and he was the one with the best chance of eradicating it.
In an instant, the lobby was empty, with only Lin Tianhai and Duanmu Xinghua left.
"I didn't expect that the leader would be addicted to male sex one day and couldn't extricate himself."
Lin Tianhai suddenly thought of something, "But with the strength of the leader, this shouldn't be the case."
Zhao Qingmei's cultivation is at the peak of Yiqi Grandmaster, and she has also practiced supreme martial arts such as "Nine Nether Purgatory Magic Book". Even if she is addicted to male sex, according to common sense, she cannot be so haggard.
Duanmu Xinghua said quietly: "That's why I find it strange."
The sun was scorching, and the earth was like a furnace.
With the end of the war between the Ghost Swordsmen and Demon Cult, Dongluo Pass has gradually returned to its former bustle and bustle.
In a quiet courtyard.
An Jing was sitting on a stone chair with a transparent Gu worm in his hand, which was none other than the Saint Yuan Gu worm.
"Chichi!"
The Holy Essence Gu worm opened its sharp mouthparts and kept biting the jade in its mouth, and its abdomen swelled almost at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Ever since feeding a few pieces of jade in Ping County, the Saint Yuan Gu has been hungry until now.
Not to mention spitting out the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, I am lucky to be alive.
And this jade is the high-quality jade that Zhao Qingmei sent yesterday. It is said that it was obtained from the foreign tribes in the north of the desert. It has a round and transparent color and an extraordinary texture.
"This Saint Yuan Gu worm is really a treasure. What it eats is jade, but what it squeezes out is the spiritual energy of heaven and earth."
An Jing glanced at the Saint Essence Gu worm in his hand and said to himself: "Keep it for a while and see if you can breed a complete ray of heaven and earth spiritual essence."
Zhao Qingmei is now at the peak of the First Qi Master. If she absorbs a ray of heaven and earth spiritual energy, she might be able to reach the realm of the Second Qi Master.
The Saint Yuan Gu worm couldn't hear what An Jing was thinking, but facing the hard-won jade in front of him, he started to gnaw at it.
After about an hour, the Saint Yuan Gu worm stopped eating. If you look closely, its entire body was swollen.
"Someone is coming, and it doesn't sound like Tan Yun's footsteps."
An Jing heard the sound and took the Saint Yuan Gu insect into his arms.
Not long after, a woman appeared outside the door.
Although the woman's face was a little pale, her expression was a bit coquettish and her steps were a little light and weak.
An Jing has met her, and she is also a master of the Demon Cult.
Yu Qiurong saw An Jing sitting on the stone chair at a glance. She immediately walked over, looked her up and down and said, "She looks good."
But apart from his appearance, he is just an ordinary person.
An Jing stood up and said with a smile: "Is the girl looking for Qingmei? She went to Fengyun Hall early in the morning."
Yu Qiurong shook her head and said, "I'm not here to see the leader, I'm here to find you."
"Looking for me?"
An Jing was a little surprised when he heard this.
Zhao Qingmei is the only one in this demon sect who knows her identity. What is the purpose of this woman in front of her looking for her?
Yu Qiurong said concisely and concisely: "My name is Yu Qiurong, the personal maid of the leader."
"Miss Yu, is there something you want to see me for?"
An Jingcheng nodded. Zhao Qingmei told him once that Tan Yun was the protector of the Demon Sect, not her real maid. Her real personal maid was Yu Qiurong in front of her.
Yu Qiurong stared at An Jing's bright eyes, as if she wanted to see through the man in front of her, "Why I am looking for you, you should know better than anyone else."
An Jing was a little confused, "I don't quite understand what Miss Yu said."
Yu Qiurong came to him suddenly, how could he know?
"For you, the leader is someone who can make you a living, so you have no idea what significance she has to the Demonic Cult."
Yu Qiurong chuckled, "The leader is the pillar of the Demon Sect and carries the hopes of everyone in the Demon Sect. Her future has unlimited possibilities, so I don't want anyone or anything to hinder her dominance, including you."
Hearing this, An Jing came to his senses. It turned out that Yu Qiurong was here to warn him.
An Jing smiled and said, "Miss Yu seems to be worrying too much."
"The leader seems very tired recently. I hope you are not playing some tricks on me. In the leader's imperial hegemony, I, Yu Qiurong, am the one who clears away all obstacles on the road to hegemony."
Yu Qiurong said as she drew out the long sword in her hand, and suddenly a cold light shone in the sky and the earth, and she said calmly: "If you still have soft food, you should eat it softly. If you let me know that you dare to blow the wind on your pillow, then don't
I blame you for being rude."
"There are not even a hundred but eighty people who have died by my sword."
Seeing the surprised and somewhat frightened An Jing, Yu Qiurong put away her sword with satisfaction and walked out of the courtyard.
"Miss Yu."
At this moment, she remembered the sound of eating soft rice behind her.
Yu Qiurong raised her eyebrows, turned around and asked, "What?"
An Jing smiled and said, "I think you seem to be feeling a little unwell. Do you need to recuperate?"
"You don't have to worry about it."
Yu Qiurong's face darkened and she left quickly.
Looking at Yu Qiurong's graceful back, An Jing couldn't help but shook his head secretly: He was clearly poisoned, why did he still hold on so hard?
He didn't take Yu Qiurong's warning to heart at all.
Afterwards, An Jing turned around and returned to the bedroom.
When we walked into the house, bright sunlight poured down from the bamboo windows, and the table there was also filled with sunlight.
There is a piece of white plain silk on the table. Next to it is a bluestone inkstone with exquisite patterns on the side. There are several brushes in the pen holder next to it.
There is a delicate gold-inlaid jade plant planted in a porcelain pot by the window. It is bathed in the sunshine and is in full bloom.
Looking over, there is an exquisite and elegant dressing table with a diamond-shaped bronze mirror and a jewelry box with red lacquer carved plum blossoms. In addition, there is a gold-inlaid gem-inlaid flower phoenix crown and a rare jade bead bracelet.
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Walking towards the depths, lifting up the bead curtain made of Yingluo.
Inside is a dormitory with a faint fragrance, and a light green gauze hanging on the sandalwood canopy bed. The whole room looks simple yet elegant.
An Jing sat on the chair and picked up the box of Feiyanji rouge.
He remembered clearly that this was exactly the box he bought in Yuzhou City.
In a daze, he thought of the gentle and virtuous wife in Yuzhou City, and then thought of the leader who was standing on the high platform and commanding the heroes.
The two figures kept overlapping and finally merged into one.
An Jing just sat on the chair, looking at the objects in the room, as if looking for every bit of Zhao Qingmei in this room.
Before you know it, the sun sets and the moon rises, and night falls.
"Husband, I'm back."
Outside the door, a somewhat joyful voice sounded.
Zhao Qingmei pushed open the door and entered with a faint smile on her lips.
An Jing stood up and said, "Why did you come back a little late today?"
Zhao Qingmei chuckled lightly, took An Jing's arm and said, "There are some things to deal with. Let's go eat quickly."
No matter how busy or tired she is, Zhao Qingmei has been cooking several dishes herself these days.
An Jing gently stroked her hair and said softly: "You are so tired, just rest for a few days."
Zhao Qingmei pulled An Jing and walked towards the dining hall: "I'm not tired at all."
"Master, uncle."
In the dining hall, Tan Yun was bringing dishes out from the food box.
An Jing pointed to the dishes on the table and said tremblingly: "You didn't cook this, did you?"
Tan Yun really cooked!?
"These are all done by the leader."
Tan Yun shook his head, then blinked his big eyes and asked with some joy: "Uncle, do you want to try what I cook? I will make it for you tomorrow."
An Jing breathed a sigh of relief, then quickly waved his hand and said, "No, no, as long as it wasn't you."
Zhao Qingmei couldn't help but smile when she saw this.
Who would have thought that the Ghost Swordsman, who was fearless and fearless, would be so frightened one day.
Tan Yun pouted his lips and said to himself: "Smelly uncle, my cooking skills have improved a lot now. I originally wanted to show off my skills, but now it seems that you don't have that luck anymore."
There are four dishes and one soup on the table, stir-fried yam and fungus, braised tofu with cabbage, steamed egg, braised chicken, and pork rib soup.
Waves of fresh fragrance hit your nostrils, making your appetite whet your appetite.
Tan Yun swallowed her saliva. She couldn't understand why her cooking skills were so good while she often studied in the kitchen, but her cooking skills progressed very slowly. She never saw the leader cooking.
Zhao Qingmei smiled and said: "Qiu Rong was not feeling well, so I didn't ask her to come. Tan Yun, please sit down and eat together."
"Yes, leader."
When Tan Yun heard this, he sat down without any hesitation.
An Jing hurriedly picked up the bowl and chopsticks, fearing that if he was too late he would not even eat the bones.
The scene in front of me seemed to be back in Yuzhou City again, except that Li Fuzhou was missing.
An Jing looked at the free party and said, "If the third master is here, then we can hold an Oscar night at home tonight."
"Yes, I miss Master so much. I don't know how he is doing in prison."
Tan Yun was not slow in cooking at all, and said in a straight voice: "By the way, uncle, what is Oscar night?"
Zhao Qingmei was also a little confused, as it was the first time she heard this word.
"I read in a book that a prize will be awarded in one night, and this prize will be awarded to the smartest person that night."
An Jing smiled and said, "I think you can definitely win the prize."
"Really?"
Tan Yun's eyes widened.
She asked herself that she had nothing to do with intelligence, because Li Fuzhou had always said that she was talented in martial arts, but never that she was smart.
No one else has ever said that about her.
Hearing An Jing's praise at this moment, I couldn't help but feel a little sweet in my heart.
An Jing patted Tan Yun on the head and said, "Yes, you are very smart."
Zhao Qingmei looked at An Jing's movements and demeanor, and always felt something was very strange.
"Uncle, you are the first person to praise me like this. Even my master has never encouraged me like this."
Tan Yun paused, lowered his head and said to himself: "Uncle, you are indeed the best person to me."
After a long while, she didn't hear An Jing speak. She couldn't help but look up and saw An Jing tearing apart the chicken legs in the bowl.
Tan Yun was stunned for a moment, and then the movements of his hands sped up.
No matter how nice you are to me, you can't take away my food.
Zhao Qingmei looked at the two of them, and the smile on her lips deepened, "Tan Yun, you are not young anymore, do you have someone you like?"
Tan Yun was eating rice and replied: "Master, I have thought about it. I must marry someone who is willing to eat my cooking."
When An Jing heard this, he couldn't help but said: "Isn't it going to be smashed into his hands?"
Tan Yun was angry and annoyed, his face turned red from holding back, "Uncle, you are talking nonsense!"
There are so many men in this world, how could you not find a man who is willing to eat her food?
Maybe someone will be willing.
Thinking of the ghost swordsman in black robes roaming the rivers and lakes, for some reason, she suddenly felt a little lost.
"Don't talk nonsense."
Zhao Qingmei also glared at An Jing, "Are you happy if I smash it in your hand?"
An Jing blinked, lowered his head to eat, and said no more.
After having a full meal, Tan Yun was responsible for 'cleaning' the plates and putting away the dishes.
An Jing and Zhao Qingmei walked out of the dining hall and stood side by side on the steps, "The moonlight is beautiful tonight. Maybe we haven't admired the moon together for a long time."
Zhao Qingmei raised her head, looked at the full moon in the sky, and said, "Yes, it's been a long time."
The breeze was blowing slowly, and a full moon hung high in the dark blue sky, its clear water-like light shining on the earth.
An Jing smiled and said: "There are no ladders today."
Zhao Qingmei hugged An Jing and whispered in his ear: "Brother, I'm a little tired."
"call out!"
An Jing straightened up, hugged Zhao Qingmei's waist and landed on the roof.
The moonlight is like water, the water is like the sky, the cold moon is silent, the ground is like frost, the cold moonlight spreads all over the earth.
An Jing sat on the roof, looking at the full moon in front of him.
Zhao Qingmei leaned on his shoulder, "You just know? This is my happiest day."
In the past, she had been worried about how to tell An Jing about her identity, but now that she learned that An Jing was also a member of the Jianghu, her worries were completely gone, and she even felt a sense of secret joy in her heart.
If An Jing was by her side, and the two of them joined forces, wouldn't the world be at their wits' end?
"There will be many happy days ahead."
"Yes, there will be a lot of happiness in the days to come."
Zhao Qingmei chuckled lightly and thought of something: "You haven't answered my question yet. Do you particularly hope that Tan Yun will hit you?"
An Jing immediately frowned and said righteously: "Madam, what are you talking about? How could I be such a person? Of course I hope she can live happily."
Zhao Qingmei said somewhat suspiciously: "Really?"
An Jing looked serious, "That's natural."
"I believe you just once. If you dare to lie to me, I will make you look good."
Zhao Qingmei looked at the moonlight, her beautiful side face was exquisite and picturesque.
"Green plum."
"Um."
"Your eyes are so beautiful. They contain sunshine and rain, sun and moon, mountains, rivers, clouds, mist, flowers and birds."
An Jing looked at those beautiful eyes and paused before saying, "But my eyes are more beautiful because I have you in them."
Zhao Qingmei's heart was beating rapidly, and she felt as if her body had softened and turned into water.
"elder brother."
"Um."
"What you say is so nice, I want to listen to it forever."
"good."
The two of them didn't speak anymore, cuddling tightly together and looking at the moon in the sky.
The moonlight was cold and somewhat chilly.
"I am so tired"
An Jing suddenly heard the sound of even breathing beside his ears. He turned around and saw that the beautiful person had closed her eyes and her long eyelashes were blinking.
"Green plum?"
An Jing chuckled lightly and prepared to pick up Zhao Qingmei and return to the house.
The next moment, his expression suddenly changed.
I saw a faint and strange demonic energy pouring out of Zhao Qingmei's Dantian, as if he wanted to break through this shackles and break free.
"How is this going!?"
An Jing frowned suddenly, then picked up Zhao Qingmei's wrist and let the energy flow along the meridians.
Not long after, he discovered that there was a black dot the size of a thumb in Zhao Qingmei's Dantian, and the strange demonic energy was released from the black dot.
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