My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult-Chapter 351 - The Prairie Battle Shocks All Sides
Chapter 351: Chapter 351: The Prairie Battle Shocks All Sides
Chapter 351: Chapter 351: The Prairie Battle Shocks All Sides
“Madam, why have you come?”
An Jing looked at the incoming person, somewhat surprised.
Not long ago, Zhao Qingmei had held You Mountain and had slain hundreds of thousands of Houjin’s army, a feat that had been known throughout the world. Unexpectedly, she had now suddenly appeared in Houjin.
Zhao Qingmei raised her eyebrows and lightly tapped An Jing’s forehead, snorting, “Did you think of going to the Royal Court of Houjin alone?”
An Jing felt warmth in his heart upon hearing this, “Are you also going?”
Zhao Qingmei said, “Everyone else might not go, but I must accompany you.”
An Jing nodded heavily, “Good, then let’s go together.”
Zongzheng Huachun, this expert who had dominated the world for decades, had had a glimpse of his strength during the battle at Yujing City. Even the Great Yan Emperor, Zhao Zhiwu, had not managed to defeat him before breaking into the Great Grandmaster realm. Now, Zongzheng Huachun, with a strand of the Earth Vein Spirit’s intent by his side, had his strength increased many folds.
In the eyes of everyone in the world, he was the true third highest expert.
The one ranked first was Xi Hafu, a top Buddhist expert who had transcended Zhao Zhiwu to become the world’s greatest expert upon breaking into the Great Grandmaster realm.
There were rumors that Xi Hafu was now in the Royal Court of Houjin, preparing to join hands with Zongzheng Huachun to deal with the Ghost Swordsman.
Thus, the Royal Court possibly housed the first and third greatest experts, along with the tens of thousands of Houjin’s army. How terrifying was that?
In the eyes of others, Houjin now was like a dragon pool and a tiger’s den.
But that was just for others.
Zhao Qingmei thought of something and asked, “I heard that the boy Han Wenxin has been captured by an expert from the Soul Seeker Mansion of Houjin.”
An Jing nodded, “Yes, so I plan to use Zongzheng Yue to exchange for that boy’s life.”
One major reason he had spared Zongzheng Yue earlier was exactly because he knew Han Wenxin was in Zongzheng Huachun’s hands.
A smile appeared on Zhao Qingmei’s lips, “Do you think Zongzheng Huachun might have castrated that boy?”
An Jing also smiled, “He probably wouldn’t. If he did castrate that boy, he’d surely commit suicide. Then Zongzheng Huachun would lose his leverage over me.”
Zhao Qingmei burst into laughter, “That’s truly the case. He is so ‘resolute.'”
“That word is completely wasted on him.”
An Jing looked at her smiling face, and could not help but slowly lean in and press his lips onto those tender red lips.
Zhao Qingmei uttered a soft moan and then collapsed into An Jing’s embrace, passionately responding.
Both of their hearts were exceedingly fiery.
After a long while, their lips parted.
Zhao Qingmei’s face was slightly flushed, her breaths hot, and her body felt as limp as water, collapsing into An Jing’s arms, her heart pounding wildly.
Loving someone is ten thousand heartbeats, ten thousand breaths, and ten thousand times of bowing and sighing.
Zhao Qingmei’s eyes, watery, “I’ve missed you.”
An Jing, holding Zhao Qingmei closely, earnestly said, “So have I.”
Although it had only been a few months, it seemed much longer for the two of them.
An Jing said, “You’ve lost weight recently.”
Zhao Qingmei’s eyebrows raised, her heart delighted, “How did you notice?”
“This got smaller, didn’t it?”
An Jing gently tightened his grip on her chest, subconsciously giving it a squeeze.
Zhao Qingmei suddenly became both embarrassed and angry, her hand twisting forcefully on An Jing’s arm.
“Yikes—!”
An Jing felt the pain in his arm and involuntarily inhaled sharply, “Are you trying to murder your own husband?”
At this moment, Zhao Qingmei was no longer the infamous female demon of the world, but more like a shy and charming woman, glaring fiercely at An Jing, “What did you just say again?”
An Jing pretended to be in pain, grimacing, “Say what?”
Zhao Qingmei narrowed her eyes, “Didn’t you say I was small?”
An Jing glanced at Zhao Qingmei’s chest. Given her physique, she definitely wasn’t ‘small,’ but compared to Tan Yun, who was extraordinarily endowed, she indeed appeared somewhat smaller.
Seeing An Jing not speaking, Zhao Qingmei’s embarrassment turned to anger, “Do you really dare to say I’m small?”
As she spoke, Zhao Qingmei’s hand shot out towards An Jing’s collar.
“Madam, I didn’t say that.”
An Jing stepped to the side, dodging Zhao Qingmei’s claw.
“Who let you dodge? Are you stiff now?”
Seeing this movement, Zhao Qingmei’s speed increased dramatically, instantly unleashing a move akin to a Fierce Tiger Descending the Mountain.
She charged forward, like a fierce tiger lunging.
An Jing, seeing this, quickly dodged before shouting, “Madam, are you serious?”
Zhao Qingmei snapped, “An Jing, come here.”
An Jing asked, “Who did you call soft?”
Zhao Qingmei retorted, “Don’t you know yourself?”
An Jing, with a stern face, was gasping heavily.
Seeing this, a large part of the anger in Zhao Qingmei’s heart dissipated, even carrying a hint of mischievous pride.
At the next moment, An Jing shouted at Zhao Qingmei, “Zhao Sister!”
“What did you say!?”
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Zhao Qingmei staggered, almost falling to the ground, as if she had heard it wrong.
An Jing said proudly, “I called you, don’t you dare answer?”
“An Jing!!! Ah!!! I’m going to kill you!”
A flash of rage passed through Zhao Qingmei’s eyes, and she furiously charged toward An Jing, with a vast surge of True Qi sweeping towards him.
An Jing did not retreat but simply extended his palm, raising a True Qi Barrier in front of him.
“Bang Bang Bang Bang!”
The moment the True Qi collided, it immediately burst into a series of tumultuous sounds that deafened the ears.
Then the True Qi transformed into waves spreading far and wide.
Zhao Qingmei swung her sleeve to disperse the attacking True Qi and continued to charge toward An Jing.
Suddenly, beneath the moonlit grassland, the two began a ‘fierce’ battle, with violent True Qi overflowing under the dim sky, shining brilliantly and bizarrely.
From a distance, the Demon Sect experts Li Fuzhou, Yu Qiurong, Duanmu Xinghua, Ouyang Ping, Yi Daoyun, You Gai, Lin Tianhai, and others were all shocked.
After all, from the Qi Mechanism it was clear that the combatants were indeed top-notch masters of today.
Yi Daoyun gripped the White Tiger Sword and snorted coldly, “What a grand scene, definitely top-tier masters!”
Yu Qiurong was even more anxious, “We must go and see.”
“Hold on!”
Just then, You Gai called out.
Yu Qiurong quickly shouted, “Senior You, this battle is definitely between top-tier masters, in case the Sect Hierarch and son-in-law…”
“Sect Master Yu, you worry too much.”
Li Fuzhou’s eyelid twitched, “How many people in this world can stand against the joint forces of that couple?”
Yu Qiurong replied gravely, “That doesn’t mean it’s impossible, better safe than sorry.”
“Qiurong, you are confused by concern,”
Duanmu Xinghua began to laugh, “Look carefully at whose Qi Mechanism it really is.”
“Hmm!?”
Listening to Duanmu Xinghua, Yu Qiurong quickly looked into the distance, and as she carefully discerned, she suddenly noted the familiar presence of the two combatants’ Qi Mechanisms.
It was indeed An Jing and Zhao Qingmei.
Yu Qiurong was momentarily stunned, “This…”
Yi Daoyun also realized, “What’s going on?”
The Sect Hierarch and Tributor had started fighting?
They had started fighting!?
Could it be…
Yi Daoyun seemed to understand something.
Li Fuzhou shook his head, “You guys keep watching, Huiyun and Yue are waiting for me to dine, I’ll head back first.”
As he said this, Li Fuzhou walked away with his hands behind his back.
Now that Liu Huiyun of the Liu Family had joined the Demon Sect, and Ling Yuhua had also transferred in, these two who were once rivals in love now seemed to have seen through it all, managing to live together harmoniously, and had become the right-hand men of Li Fuzhou.
Lin Tianhai looked at Li Fuzhou’s retreating figure and whispered sourly, “Old Li is getting more and more unserious. Can his old body still handle it?”
At that moment, he could only envy him fiercely.
Duanmu Xinghua also clicked her tongue, “Sect Master Li wandered half his life when he was young, claiming the Four Seas as home; in his old age, he is indeed enjoying the fortune that comes with peace, truly a taste of sweetness after bitterness.”
You Gai laughed, “If Tributor An had even half of Li Fuzhou’s skill…”
Yu Qiurong raised an eyebrow, wanting to say something yet stopping herself.
“If Tributor An really had half of Li Fuzhou’s skill,”
Duanmu Xinghua, looking towards the place where True Qi clashed, said softly, “First, he would have to ask if he can take a beating.”
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