The Way of the Demon Cult Leader Chasing His Wife

Zhang Kuang was a little absent-minded. While listening to the two children introducing various modern things to her, she generally began to think about her own situation.

She still doesn't know much about this world, and because she is a newcomer, she doesn't have any manpower and resources to use to find a wife.

Not only do they have no money, but they don't even have a place to live.

Looking at the two chattering young men, Zhang Kuang suddenly thought.

Although my subordinates didn't follow me, wouldn't it be good to train again?She looked at the two young people in front of her. Even if the bones are not generally malleable talents, she can use spiritual power to directly pile people into talents.

However, how should the younger brother be summoned?

The leader was lost in thought.

In the past, she had a great reputation, and many people came to join the sect because of the gimmick of the "Demon Cult", but it is not what it used to be, and few people in this world know about her.

However, probably because of good luck, the reason came right away.

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The old street lamps flickered, and the road smelled faintly of moss after the rain.

The barbecue was finished long ago, and the barbecue shop just closed.The three moved from the side of the road to a bench, and Lu Qian and Song Muzhao were trying to teach the leader to use a mobile phone.

"Look, this is the power button, and these are apps..."

The leader listened very seriously, but sadly felt like a fool:

What the hell is this glowing glass screen? !

How can you still sing?

It's too scary!

I beg you to stop talking, the leader wept silently in his heart.I'm sorry I'm serious, I don't understand...

Who can help me?

Suddenly, the roar of motorcycles from far to near overwhelmed the voices of the two of them.In the blink of an eye, three or four motorcycles neighed all the way and stopped right in front of the three of them.

Zhang Kuang raised his eyebrows.

Three or four gangsters with colorfully dyed hair jumped out of the car, and the leader of the gangsters pulled the leather jacket on his body, and looked at the three of them with rather malicious eyes:

"Hey, what are you doing in the middle of the night?"

The few remaining people laughed out loud, took out the bright blade and shook it, pointing at the two of them,

Zhang Kuang sneered and was about to speak, but who would have thought that the two young men would move faster.

I saw Song Muzhao moved quickly, and took out the phone and jewelry with two "swipes".

Not to be outdone, Lu Qian quickly took out his wallet.

He held the wallet in his hand, and explained to the gangsters with a sincere face: "Brother, I'm really sorry, I've spent all my money. This wallet is made of real leather and should be exchanged for some money."

Zhang Kuang was helpless: "You...?"

Song Muzhao went on to say: "There are cameras on this road, but it's not easy for you to come out at night. You can sell this mobile phone, and I will give it to you."

After all, it is a young master and lady with a wealthy family and a good background. Anyone who has not been kidnapped two or three times these days is ashamed to go out to meet people.

Money is something outside the body, protecting yourself is the most important thing.

Unexpectedly, a few gangsters collected their things, but the leader still approached them.Throwing the knife, he licked Song Muzhao's body, and then turned to Zhang Kuang.

Song Muzhao was a little scared, Zhang Kuang stopped her behind without changing his expression.

Lu Qian straightened his thin body, and said bravely: "You have taken all the things, why don't you go quickly?!"

The little gangster's tone was ambiguous, with naked desire in his eyes, and he said slowly: "Boys go, the two girls cooperate obediently, let the buddies let you go after playing."

"Don't come here!" Song Muzhao stretched his arms wildly, his voice was a little shrill because of fear, "Don't come here!"

How could the little bastard care about her, he stared at Zhang Kuang, and smiled "hehe": "Meeting such a beautiful and cold beauty, I made a lot of money today." After speaking, he reached out to grab her by the collar.

Zhang Kuang looked at him with pity in his eyes:

"It's really boring."

The little bastard froze for a moment.

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Kuang's body suddenly collapsed and disintegrated, turning into countless blood-red petals.

The petals did not have the usual plant patterns, but looked crystal clear and transparent under the light, and had a cold touch to the touch.

A few punks rushed to nothing, and only caught a hand full of flower petals.

There is no wind around, but the light petals are still spinning, like goose feathers and heavy snow, fascinated the eyes one after another.

The cool and delicate fragrance of hibiscus permeated the nostrils of several people, as if the spring was getting warmer, and the flower buds bloomed for ten miles, covering the mountains and plains, and even the breeze stopped for it.

When it was Fengping, the people in front of them had disappeared, only Song Muzhao and Lu Qian were left standing there dumbfounded.

"what happened?!"

The little gangster was a little panicked. He wanted to move around, but suddenly found that his whole body seemed to be frozen, unable to move.The same was true for the younger brothers beside him, looking at him in horror.

The voice behind the ears was cold and thunderous.

"Kneel down."

As soon as his knees softened, the gangster headed towards Song Muzhao and knelt down with a plop.

His expression was painful, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his whole body was shaking like a sieve.

"Ghost, ghost!" His voice was crying, and every word he said had blood spurting out, "I was wrong, yes, I'm sorry. I don't dare anymore, you two let me go—"

Zhang Kuang's expression remained unchanged, he looked at Song Muzhao, and asked indifferently, "How to deal with it?"

Seeing that the situation was not going well, the younger brothers were about to slip away, but they were also held in place by Zhang Kuang, unable to move.Looking at the scene in front of him, Lu Qian opened his mouth into an "o" shape, and almost didn't jump up: "Handsome!!"

Song Muzhao was also shocked, and after a while he said in a daze, "Report, call the police?"

Lu Qian's phone and wallet, which had been lost and recovered, had already been shouted open: "Woman! Boss! Do you still need a younger brother? If you don't have money, you can score 23 on the math test?"

Zhang Kuang smiled knowingly.

Short.

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Five minutes later, the punks were stripped off, tied up and thrown into the middle of the road.Song Muzhao just called the police and left in a good mood.

Lu Qian was so excited that he looked at Zhang Kuang with admiration in his eyes: "Boss, how did you do it?"

Zhang Kuangfeng calmly said, "Spiritual power."

The classic elements of fantasy novels!Appeared!Lu Qian was overwhelmed with excitement, as if he had already seen himself become a legend in the urban world of cultivating immortals with his big brother's thigh in his arms, and he would never have to do that damn business math problem again.

"Then where did you come from, Boss?" Lu Qian continued to ask, "The Nether Continent? The Realm of Profound Demons? The World of Conferred Gods?"

Zhang Kuang: What the hell...

"It's from Qiling Mountain," Zhang Kuang thought for a while, not wanting to hide anything intentionally, so he told the two the truth.

"I am the leader of the Demon Cult."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Kuang sighed secretly.I'm afraid the little brother won't be able to accept it. If ordinary people hear the name of the Devil's Cult, which one won't their faces change and they won't be able to avoid it?

But those two were obviously not ordinary people.

The two screamed, and the tone became more excited: "Evil Cult——!"

"It's too cool!!!"

Song Muzhao didn't dare to be disrespectful to Zhang Kuang, she grabbed Lu Qian's arm and dangled it back and forth: "My lifelong wish has come true! The leader of the Demon Cult - so beautiful and good-looking!"

Lu Qian also grabbed her arm, and the two shook together: "I saw the real leader of the Demon Cult, and he is still alive!!"

This is not the right reaction.

Zhang Kuang: "...You guys, do you have any misunderstandings about the Devil's Cult?"

There is indeed a misunderstanding, and this misunderstanding is not ordinary.

The leader of the Demon Cult in Lu Qian's impression is probably the male protagonist in fantasy novels, the kind of leader who would go on to bloodbath the mainland after being abused.Reckless, cool and domineering.

But Song Muzhao had a different impression of the leader of the Demon Cult. She liked the leader of the Demon Cult who had an affair with a certain high-cold fairy Zhengdao, who was either suppressed by Zhengdao or suppressed by Zhengdao, and who played and sang every night.

Whether Zhang Kuang is attacking or receiving——

Stop it.

Song Muzhao coughed in embarrassment, and hid all the violent thoughts in his head, and changed the subject: "Then, then, boss, do you have any plans for coming here for the first time?"

Zhang Kuang was stunned for a moment, then said, "Yes, I want to find someone."

Lu Qian suddenly became curious: "Looking for someone?"

"Ah."

Zhang Kuang's eyebrows are serious, and the tenderness in his eyes cannot be concealed.She said softly, her clear voice was full of the word happiness:

"The one I love the most in my life."