My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult

Yuzhou City, Mazi Street.

Teams of catchers filed out from the yamen and rushed in all directions.

Jiang Sanjia is a famous prisoner in the dungeon. In order to arrest him, the entire Yuzhou City's arresting team has taken action.

Han Wenxin commanded: "Quick, Ma Liu and Shi Liang go to this street, and the rest of the people go to this street for me."

When everyone heard his words, they started patrolling and searching along the street.

Seeing this, Han Wenxin let out a sigh of relief, turned around and walked towards Chunfeng Alley next to him.

"People who are more powerful than me work harder than me, so what's the use of my hard work? It's a good moonlight to not go to drink and catch a bird?"

Han Wenxin muttered, then walked towards the alley, in the direction of Wuyang Restaurant.

"what!?"

At this moment, he noticed a sneaky figure in front of him, which was very familiar even after closer inspection.

"Mr. Zhou, what are you doing?"

Han Wenxin stepped forward and patted the man on the shoulder.

Zhou Xianming was suddenly patted on the shoulder, and he was startled. He turned his head and saw that it was Han Wenxin, and he was relieved, "Who am I, it turned out to be Han Zhaotou."

Han Wenxin raised his eyebrows and said, "What are you doing? Are you sneaky?"

"Rude."

Zhou Xianming tidied up his robes and said solemnly, "I walked out of my own house, and I used to be sneaky?"

Han Wenxin took a look, this was really Zhou Xianming's home.

Zhou Xianming asked rhetorically, "It's you, Han Zhaotou must be lazy again, do you want to go for a drink?"

"I'm not being lazy."

Han Wenxin immediately retorted: "Brother An once said that the first person to rush in always has blood on his head. My family's three-generation single pass, what if it breaks?"

"Crap!"

Zhou Xianming snorted lightly. He didn't buy Han Wenxin's words at all, but he felt that what Dr. An said was very meaningful...

"You know the shit?"

Han Wenxin sneered and said, "Then do you know who the person who was arrested is? Jiang Sanjia, a godsman, is a second-rank expert in the Jianghu, and he is also a descendant of the Guigu School. There are many friends in the Jianghu, and countless masters can be met with just a little finger. Crush us hunters to pieces."

Zhou Xianming naturally knew who the **** operator Jiang Sanjia was. He was a storyteller. After thinking about it, he wouldn't be so serious about arresting him. This was Xuan Yiwei's job.

"By the way, I heard that the peerless swordsman was really caught?" Zhou Xianming glanced around and asked in a low voice.

Han Wenxin said angrily, "That's natural, Xue Chen, a first-rank master, do you know what a first-rank is?"

"Really....really?"

Zhou Xianming swallowed his saliva and felt a little fear in his heart for no reason. Recently, the man in black has rarely come to find him. He seems to be missing. Could that person be Xue Chen, the sword of floating blood?

If it is true, will he be involved in this major case?

The more he thought about Zhou Xianming, the more frightened his face became, the more ugly his face became, and even his bones trembled.

"Mr. Zhou, what are you happy about?"

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from behind.

"Where am I happy?" Zhou Xianming retorted subconsciously.

"Brother An?" Han Wenxin couldn't help being a little surprised when he saw the person coming.

The person who came was not someone else, but An Jing who was heading home.

An Jing glanced at the pale Zhou Xianming, and said curiously, "I see that the two of you are talking, and Mr. Zhou is shaking with excitement. What are you talking about?"

"No, I'm just talking about Xue Chen."

Han Wenxin waved his hand, walked to An Jing's side with a smile, put his arms around An Jing's shoulder and said, "I have nothing to do today, let's go have some wine?"

"Okay, let's have a drink."

Zhou Xianming nodded repeatedly after hearing this.

Although Han Wenxin is only a small catcher, he still has some sense of security.

"You go, I'm going home."

An Jing refused.

The sky was dark, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street. He just came out for a consultation, but he didn't want to drink alcohol.

"Brother An, you've changed."

Han Wenxin sighed.

"Yes, you have changed."

Zhou Xianming also nodded again and again.

"What have I changed?" An Jing raised his brows.

"When I said drinking before, you never hesitated." Han Wenxin shook his head and said with emotion, "This time is different, you can't even say it."

Zhou Xianming also added fuel to his jealousy: "Yeah, when we listened to the music together, how romantic, how..."

"Stop, where did you say you were going?"

An Jing quickly stopped Zhou Xianming's words.

Zhou Xianming, this scholar is not authentic, there is something in his words, and he seems to be planning to threaten him.

"Go! Wuyang Restaurant!"

"If you don't get drunk, you won't go home!"

.........

In the Wuyang wine shop.

The moonlight is like water, and the night wind whizzes past with a little chill.

The three of them sat on the wine table and exchanged their glasses.

An Jing looked at Zhou Xianming who was slightly drunk and thought of something and asked, "Mr. Zhou, the autumn season is coming soon, are you going to take the exam?"

Zhou Xianming waved his hand and said confidently: "Don't worry, it's just the autumn season. I will definitely return triumphantly this time. After all, Miss Liyue is still waiting for me."

When Han Wenxin heard this, he paused with chopsticks in his hand, "Mr. Zhou, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com The Liyue you mentioned is the oiran?"

Liyue is quite famous in Yuzhou City, and Han Wenxin is a veteran, so she knows it very well.

Zhou Xianming raised his glass and took a drink, then said with a smirk, "Yeah, she will wait for my high school jinshi to return and redeem her life."

"Don't think about it, it is extremely difficult for the oiran to redeem himself."

Han Wenxin waved his hand, "Besides, she's just a brothel girl. When you're in high school, wouldn't it be better to marry an innocent girl?"

An Jing also nodded again and again, agreeing with Han Wenxin's words, and sighed, "A pair of jade arms are pillows for thousands of people, and a little bit of red lips can be tasted by thousands of people. Mr. Zhou, you have to think about it first."

"I don't allow you to slander Miss Liyue!"

When Zhou Xianming heard this, he immediately said angrily.

"I didn't slander it?" Han Wenxin was stunned, and then said bitterly: "I'm telling the truth, don't let her play with your feelings, they don't know how many men they receive every day, and they have no control over people's hearts at all. It's not something you, a little scholar, can compare with, I advise you not to get caught up in it, and you will be the one who will suffer."

Saying that, Han Wenxin picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth to chew.

An Jing poured wine for the two of them and said, "Yes, I think Brother Han is right. Mr. Zhou, don't be obsessed with it. Besides, I don't think Liyue treats you the way you think."

He found that recently Zhou Xianming has gradually developed a trend from licking dogs to fighting wolves.

Zhou Xianming's face was calm, obviously he didn't listen to the two of them at all.

"Mr. Zhou, listen to me, the water in her is very deep, you can't handle this oiran."

Han Wenxin put down his chopsticks and said proudly, "If you give her to me, maybe there is still a chance."