Retired Sword God: My Wife Is A Goddess Hunter

The night is as cold as water.

The clouds and mist are shrouded, and the first quarter moon hangs in the sky. The cold moonlight breaks through the clouds, making the snow on the earth brighter.

Wow!

There was the sound of breaking porcelain in the room, and the maids outside the door were trembling with fear, staring at the door for fear of being called in at this time.

Last time, an unlucky maid accidentally angered Wang Lang. It was said that the body had been eaten clean by wild dogs. They must not follow in the same footsteps.

Just when the maids were frightened, a silent shadow flew out of the window, and they were completely unaware of it.

"Amitabha!"

"Who is it?" Wang Lang, who was losing his temper, heard the voice coming from behind. He was so frightened that he quickly turned around: "Master Mie Chan!"

Seeing the appearance of the visitor, Wang Lang blurted out his identity.

The person standing in front of Wang Lang was the long-lost Mie Chan. Since Jinshan Temple failed to compete for the holy relics last time, he seemed to have disappeared from the world and never appeared again.

Most people thought that Mie Chan had returned to the Western Regions, but they did not expect that he had been hiding in Guangling City.

"Being angry is not good for your health. Donor Wang needs to be careful not to harm your body because of such a trivial matter." Mie Chan clenched his right hand on his chest, lowered his eyelids, and persuaded in a calm tone.

"Jie Zao? I was humiliated by a mere teacher. How can I calm down my anger if I don't take revenge?" Wang Lang said angrily, resisting the urge to continue smashing things.

In the entire capital, who dared not sell Wang Lang three-point thin noodles? Unexpectedly, he was slapped in the face by the teacher in Guangling City today.

Although today was Junjunling and he was scolded as "that's your mother", when beating a dog, it depends on the owner. Wang Lang took a step back and thought more about his luck.

"It's just an ant that can be easily crushed to death. Prince Wang has plenty of opportunities to retaliate against him. The most important thing right now is the plan for the Day of the Waking of Insects. Don't let the small gain make the big mistake happen." Today, Slender West Lake once again caused huge waves. There are nine out of ten black dragons at the bottom of the lake. If Being able to swallow Long Yuan might allow Mie Chan to enter the realm of a master.

In Mie Chan's eyes, nothing is as important as Long Yuan. Women are just objects for venting. If you blow out the candles at night, they will not all look the same underneath.

"You are teaching me how to do things, don't forget your identity!" Wang Lang's eyes narrowed into a slit, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and his words contained strong murderous intent.

Facing Xie Motuo, who was feared by everyone, Wang Lang showed no mercy, because the Wang family stood behind him, and there was someone in their family that Mie Chan was afraid of. What's more, without the participation of the Wang family in this plan, the chance of success would be reduced.

There was no place to vent his anger. If an unimportant servant had come in, he would have been beaten to death by now.

"I don't dare!" Mie Chan's face was neither happy nor sad, but the clenching of his left hand hidden in his sleeve proved that his heart was not at peace at all.

It would be easy for Mie Chan to kill Wang Lang, but he would also suffer hatred and revenge from the Wang family. This was not the consequence he wanted to see.

Once Long Yuan is obtained, it will not be too late to settle the score!

"Master, I'm not here just to see my joke." Wang Lang knew how to stop when he was ready, and just hit a few words appropriately.

"According to the news from Youzhou, King Zhenbei disappeared on Qin Mu's way back to the capital. It is very likely that he has arrived in Guangling City." Mie Chan adjusted his mood and told Wang Lang the news about Qin Mu.

Qin Mu's departure from Youzhou City is a big event. This is His Majesty's younger brother. He may have received orders from Emperor Qian when he returned to the capital.

Emperor Qian successfully swallowed Long Yuan and could live for several more years. This was a result that many people did not want to see.

"Does King Zhenbei want to help Emperor Qian continue his life? Is there any news about the four personal guards?" Wang Lang asked the question in his mind.

The four guards around Qin Mu are all at the first-class level, especially Zhong Wuyi, the "Wind Chasing Arrow" whose arrows are hard to trace and can even threaten a half-step master.

The other three are also difficult characters. The four have been with Qin Mu for many years and are loyal to him.

If these four people also return to the capital, then things will become difficult...

"I don't know, it took the lives of two spies to get the news that King Zhenbei has returned to the capital. As for whether King Zhenbei is in the capital and whether the four guards are following him, we still need the help of the Lu family to find out." Mie Chan shook his head and asked for the news. He is not very good at it, so it would be best to leave it to the local snake Lu family.

"Okay, the Japanese master will tell Lu Xuance to take care of this matter. If Master Mie Chan has nothing to do, leave early. Your existence must not be known to the Lu family." Wang Lang picked up the teapot on the table and took two sips at the spout.

The King of Zhenbei really needs to pay attention to it, and the plan will change accordingly.

"This woman, Lu Ziqing, is not simple. Prince Wang, please be more careful." After the words fell, Mie Chan's figure disappeared.

"Bullshit!" Wang Lang muttered to himself in the air, not knowing who he was scolding.

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Dusk falls and the Earth Temple is shrouded in darkness.

Around the dilapidated hall, dark air spread out, as if it wanted to rush out of the hall, but was blocked by some kind of shackles.

Lu Ziqing, wearing a silver Rakshasa mask on her face, stood in the center of the hall.

"I heard that Wang Lang almost had a fight in the street because of a woman." Emperor Fengdu still turned his back to Lu Ziqing and looked up at the moon outside the palace.

"It's the teaching teacher Su Han that my subordinates mentioned last time. Wang Lang fell in love with his maid. When Yan Junling, the classics of the Imperial College, helped to persuade him, he was greeted by the teaching teacher with "He is your mother." Wang Lang will definitely retaliate." Lu Ziqing said simply. Tell what happened.

"Haha, this Su Han is indeed interesting. He is trying to find an opportunity to kill Wang Lang and blame the fifth prince Qin Chengan!" Emperor Fengdu's tone was full of disdain.

"Putting the blame on Qin Chengan?" Lu Ziqing was a little confused.

"The scholar's wife is the eldest princess of Qian Kingdom, and Qin Chengan is the fifth prince. If Qin Chengan knows what Wang Lang did today, what do you think he will do?" Killing Wang Lang and putting the blame on Qin Chengan can intensify the conflict between him and Zhao Wuji , and it will also bring Qin Chengan into the public eye. It is definitely impossible to continue to develop his power secretly.

Lu Ziqing was so shocked that she couldn't speak. Her eyes under the mask were full of disbelief. Princess Qian stooped to the Sixth Gate of Guangling City to be the head catcher?

The key point is that she married a teacher. I'm afraid no one would believe such a dramatic story.

"My subordinate understands that there is also Cui Chenghao who cannot hold up the wall. I have given him hints, but Cui Chenghao would rather give up pursuing me than compete for the position of the head of the family." Lu Ziqing gradually recovered from the shock, no matter how many stories there were Outrageous, she just had to follow orders.

"It's not important. When I absorb Long Yuan, the world will be at your fingertips. The Cui family and the Wang family are not important, including your Lu family." Emperor Fengdu raised his hands flat, and his broad sleeves and robes danced in the wind. His domineering attitude is fully demonstrated.