The Devil's Wife, I Just Want to Survive

Mo Lingqing collected her thoughts and re-examined Wang Que. Apart from his ordinary appearance, he seemed to be a little bolder.

As for the cultivation qualifications... This man who looked to be in his twenties was only at the entry level of cultivation. It was better not to talk about such qualifications.

After a few breaths, Mo Lingqing spoke in a cold voice: "You helped me, I will not kill you. As for the antidote, I will give it to you when I go to compete for the founding order in three months."

"By then, I will arrange for someone to escort you back."

Wang Que just smiled in his heart when he heard this, but there was still no change on the surface: "Village leader, no escort is needed. I have legs, I can walk by myself, and I can also send a message to the family to pick me up."

Mo Lingqing narrowed his eyes slightly, and Wang Que waved his hands repeatedly: "I absolutely do not mean to offend you. How could I call the family to deal with you? Don't think too much!"

Mo Lingqing snorted coldly: "Get out!"

"Oh, okay." Wang Que quickly got up.

A moment later, Xiaozhu flew over on a sword: "Come on, my lord. The village chief asked me to take you."

Wang Que nodded: "Thank you."

Xiaozhu smiled but said nothing.

After half a day, he felt that Xiaozhu, who killed without blinking an eye, was the best. At least Xiaozhu was more lively.........

When Xiaozhu took Wang Que away from the sedan chair, Mo Lingqing suddenly started coughing violently inside the sedan chair curtain.

After coughing, the handkerchief was covered with glaring blood.

"Liu Yidao, you are really cruel!"

Her substitute corpse was cultivated for three years. The method of cultivating the corpse required her own blood to be cast, and a wisp of soul needed to be split on it during the smelting, so that the breath could appear to be consistent with her own.

When Liu Yidao killed the corpse with a shocking blow, Mo Lingqing was also seriously injured. The reason why she was still talking and laughing was that she was relying on her cruelty to hold on.

At this moment, if she relaxed a little, the injury would break out.

The bloody handkerchief in his hand turned into powder, and then he took out a bottle of pills and poured them all into his mouth.

After taking the healing pills, Mo Lingqing slowly suppressed the injuries in his body...

In less than half an hour, the blood-colored sedan returned to the Mo Guang Village.

Mo Lingqing, wearing a blood-colored robe, stepped onto the square platform again, and his voice was still cold: "Today's victory, although there is no one with the greatest contribution, everyone's spiritual stone salary will be doubled this month!"

The cheers were deafening. They basically won by doing nothing. It was already quite good to double the spiritual stones this month.

"The village master is mighty, Mo Guang is invincible!"

"The village master is mighty, Mo Guang is invincible!" The sparse voices quickly gathered into a wave-like shout.

On the platform, Mo Lingqing, with a blood-colored ghost face, curled his lips slightly, and then turned around and flew his sword to disappear on the platform.

He rushed all the way back to the attic, and as soon as he landed, he couldn't suppress his injuries and coughed up a pool of blood again.

Seventy-two formation flags flew out, and a defensive isolation formation enveloped the entire attic!

He staggered to the table and took off his mask. In his rapid cough, another mouthful of black blood spurted out.

At this moment, Mo Lingqing's beautiful face was in great pain, but she was not only cruel to others, but also to herself.

Dragging her seriously injured body to activate her spiritual power to evaporate the blood, she staggered to the bed and sat cross-legged with difficulty, then took out another bottle of elixir and swallowed it into her mouth before she began to heal her wounds.

Not long after, the four maids, Mei, Lan, Zhu and Ju, brought Wang Que to the outside of Mo Lingqing's attic.

Big-breasted Mei stepped forward and stretched out her hand to knock on the courtyard door, but just as her hand was about to touch the courtyard door, a layer of blood-colored light shield lit up, and the runes on the light shield flowed mysteriously.

Seeing this, Big-breasted Mei turned and looked at Wang Que: "My king, the village owner is recovering his strength, please stay with us for a while, please."

As she spoke, Big-breasted Mei stretched out her hand and gestured for Wang Que to go first.

Wang Que opened his mouth, then closed it and walked obediently to where Big-breasted Mei pointed.

"Your Majesty, just say what you want to say. Since you are the chief's husband, we will do our best to meet your request."

"Really?" Wang Que looked at Big-breasted Mei who was speaking.

Big-breasted Mei's eyebrows moved slightly: "Of course, the premise is not too much."

After that, she tightened her robe slightly and walked in front of Wang Que.

"Okay." Wang Que raised the half roasted pig in his hand: "It's cold, who can heat it up for me?"

"Do you have any onions or garlic? This stuff is a bit too greasy to eat alone."

Mei, Lan, Zhu and Ju:.........

Half an hour later, in the courtyard of Mei, Lan, Zhu and Ju's four maids, Wang Que sat at the stone table and ate the reheated roasted pig slowly.

There were also several dishes beside the roasted pig, including roasted pheasant, green radish strips, peanuts, garlic and a jar of wine.

"Huh." After taking a sip of the wine, Wang Que laughed, "Refreshing!"

A bite of roast pork with a garlic is so delicious!

On the second floor of the attic, the four maids, Mei, Lan, Zhu and Ju, stood in front of the fence and watched the people eating and drinking in the courtyard.Wang Que.

Mute girl Xiaolan gestured with sign language: "The new king is worthy of being the descendant of the Wang family of Jinyang City. The previous kings of the village were crying for mercy, but he makes us happy."

Big-breasted Mei spoke lightly. There was a layer of spiritual light around them, so their words would not be heard by outsiders: "This new king has a very high status. The Wang family behind him actually has a close relationship with the Jinyang clan."

"But the subordinates have not found out about this relationship. I'm afraid some people will die when the village chief recovers his strength."

Big-breasted Mei shook her head at this point: "Forget it, it's useless to say these now. In short, we have to keep an eye on this new king. He can't die, run away, or get into trouble. If he gets into trouble, with the village chief's methods, we will all die!"

After that, Big-breasted Mei turned around and returned to the attic.

Mute girl Xiaolan looked for a moment, and also went back to the attic to make tea.

"It's good to have more experience. Now we are the only two left to work." Xiao Zhu shrugged and leaned against the fence.

Ju Mei sighed slightly and whispered softly: "It's a pity. If he didn't have this status, we could kill him if we were unhappy. Now, alas..."

Xiao Zhu also sighed when he heard it. Now he can't kill him even if he wants to.

There are two forces behind one person. If he doesn't serve well...

.........

Jinyang City, Wang Family.

In a courtyard full of birdsong and flowers, an old man in a white robe sat on a small stool and carved something in his hand. There was a pile of stone chips under his feet.

This person was Wang Bunan, the 94th generation ancestor of the Wang family. His Taoist name was Bunanzi. He claimed to be in the late Yuandan realm!

"Ancestor, we have found the whereabouts of Que'er." The one who spoke was Wang Xiong, the current patriarch of the Wang family.

"He's not dead." Bunanzi said lightly.

"He's not dead." Wang Xiong pursed his lips slightly: "But he became the ninth husband of the Blood Witch of the Demon Light Village in Xuanyin Mountain. The Blood Witch is notorious. If this matter spreads, our Wang family's reputation will be..."

Bu Nanzi blew away the debris on the stone sculpture in his hand, and saw that the face of the stone sculpture vaguely resembled Wang Que.

"Ancestor, the Blood Demon Girl is in the late Yuandan realm. Although she is extremely talented, it is not difficult for our clan to unite with the other three clans to wipe her out. What do you think?"

Bu Nanzi put down the carving knife in his hand: "Good fortune and bad fortune are interdependent, and there is a law of cause and effect."

"Xuanyin Mountain..." Bu Nanzi hesitated for a moment: "I have met the Xuanyin Sect Master of Xuanyin Mountain in the past. He is also a genius."

"When the Xuanyin Sect Master died, the Blood Demon Girl should be about ten years old. At the age of ten, she was able to protect Xuanyin Mountain from being occupied by the Corpse Yin Sect. It is not difficult to imagine the hardships she went through."

"Rather than saying that she is notorious, it is better to say that this is her method."

Wang Xiong frowned slightly: "Ancestor, I have also considered what you said, but public opinion is equally terrible. I am the clan leader, and I should consider the family's reputation."

"Moreover, Que'er has an engagement. If this matter spreads, the family's reputation will be damaged on the one hand, and Que'er's good match will also be ruined on the other hand."