After the abusive husband became enlightened, the fox demon master turned black

Chapter 190: One hundred and eighty-four, Master, I will go and come back
She didn't think much about it, she just followed the emperor's example and put the Purple Light Mirror Spirit in a magic weapon.

Without Shen Yanqing, Sang Mo didn't dare to stay alone in Changwuju, so he ran to the Discipline Hall to find He Wenjie.

The exchange meeting of hundreds of immortal schools is coming soon, and as the head teacher, He Wenjie is very busy.

When Sang Mo arrived, he was holding an account book, checking accounts with seventy or eighty disciples, and arranging matters.

He looked serious and meticulous. He looked at the account books and asked a few questions about the event.

Sang Mo was too embarrassed to disturb him, so he just watched from the side.

He Wenjie was stunned when he saw her. He handed the account book to a disciple next to him and strode towards her.

"Where have you been these past few days?"

Sang Mo shook his head, "Something happened. Do you know where my master is?"

He Wenjie's brows were downcast, "There have been a lot of negative remarks about Changli Mountain recently, and the leader has gone to deal with them."

"Is the problem serious? Why does he have to deal with it personally?"

A trace of embarrassment flashed across He Wenjie's face. He hesitated and finally said: "Someone spread rumors that the leader is actually a fox demon."

"Recently, fox demons often kill people at the foot of the mountain, and the people at the foot of the mountain think it is the leader who kills people."

Sang Mo had already expected the result to be like this.

She was a little lucky. Fortunately, Shen Yanqing was now in a high position and others did not dare to touch him easily.

"Then is he at the foot of the mountain now?" Sang Mo asked.

He Wenjie shook his head, "I don't know."

"Are you going to find him now?" he asked.

Sang Mo nodded.

"Then will you see Miss Huang?" He Wenjie asked again.

Sang Mo looked at him hesitantly, wondering whether he should tell the truth.

Seeing that Sang Mo's expression was wrong, He Wenjie quickly explained: "I'm just asking. If you are in trouble, you don't have to answer."

Sang Mo thought for a while and decided not to speak. She was too stupid to say anything without knowing it.

He Wenjie was silent for a moment, "If you see the leader, please inform him. I will host the conversation meeting so that he doesn't have to worry."

Just when Sang Mo was about to agree, He Wenjie suddenly became serious again, leaned behind her and saluted, "I've met the leader."

Sang Mo turned around and saw Shen Yanqing walking towards this side in a black robe.

"Master!" Sang Mo said, walking up to him and grabbing his sleeve.

She was very emotional and anxious to talk about her experiences in the past few days.

But Shen Yanqing looked indifferent, gently pulled back his sleeves, and then waved his hand to signal her to be quiet.

Sang Mo was stunned, and the smile on his face suddenly froze.

She felt a little sad, but she still comforted herself and said: There are many people here, maybe he doesn't want others to misunderstand my relationship with him.

Thinking like this, she smiled again, "Master..."

But Shen Yanqing simply ignored her and walked towards He Wenjie.

The two of them discussed serious business, and no one else could get in the way.

The smile on Sang Mo's face froze again. No matter how angry or busy Shen Yanqing was before, he never neglected himself like he did today.

She felt lost and stamped her foot angrily.

Just as she was about to call it out, a hand suddenly grabbed her wrist.

Turning around, she saw Huang Cuihua looking anxious. She glanced at the two people in front of her warily and pulled her behind the bamboo next to her.

"I have something important to tell you."

Sang Mo couldn't bear to be angry when he heard this and asked, "What's going on?"

Huang Cuihua looked mysterious, "Didn't you ask me to help find that little monk before? I found it." "Ah, where is he?"

Huang Cuihua said: "In the demon world."

"I was put under house arrest by your master."

She said with a regretful expression and sighed: "You haven't seen that Mermaid Princess, pestering him every day, like a fairy."

"Why do you think she always looks like she's never seen a man before and is so horny?"

"I am a monk, and she is still pestering me."

"The same goes for Shen Yanqing. He's not punishing people like this. It's too much! You have to give him a good beating."

Huang Cuihua rambled on, completely forgetting about her previous teasing.

Sang Mo had always thought that Guan Nan was hiding himself, but he didn't expect that he was actually put under house arrest by Shen Yanqing.

She was a little angry, "Why should Shen Yanqing put people under house arrest?"

"Yes, the little monk lives a difficult life with a child alone. What he did is indeed excessive." Huang Cuihua agreed.

"And, do you know? He kept it secret from me." When Huang Cuihua said this, her eyes widened and she was breathing heavily.

"If I hadn't seen that little half-demon and asked my good sisters, I don't know when this matter would have reached your ears."

Sang Mo also angrily punched the bamboo next to him, "The monk wasn't abused, was he?"

Huang Cuihua shook her head when she heard this, "I don't know, I haven't seen him."

While the two were talking, it suddenly started to rain.

The wind brought drizzle with it, and Sang Mo irritably pulled away the broken hair from his eyes, "No, after this period of time, I have to go find him."

"Don't wait for a while. Let's go now. Let's set off now and ride the Pegasus over there. We'll be back tomorrow night."

Huang Cuihua looked worried, "Don't you still have something important to discuss with him?"

Sang Mo hesitated, "No, there are too many things going on recently, I can't leave."

"Oh, just that matter, Shen Yan took us to finish it early in the morning. Do you think he was the leader and the demon king was for nothing?"

"He has many capable people to do things for him."

"Besides, if we go there for just one day, what will happen in just one day?"

"Don't hesitate. If it's too late, Shen Yanqing will realize that the truth has been exposed! By then, the little monk will be transferred to another place."

Having said this, Sang Mo couldn't sit still.

She thought to herself: It’s only one day, I still have to ask about the book on the tomb of the goddess. Just go back and nothing will happen.

So she nodded in agreement, and without saying a word, Huang Cuihua picked up Sang Mo and walked to the stable.

After the two people left, a man suddenly walked out from behind the bamboo.

The man was slender and dressed in black clothes. He was Shen Yanqing himself.

The breeze swept by, and the green bamboos swayed gently, making a rhythmic sound.

I don't know if some raindrops blew into Shen Yanqing's eyes. His eyes were a little moist and slightly red at the moment.

He was in a daze, staring at the direction Sang Mo left for a long time.

Sang Mo didn't see all this.

She didn't know that a lot could happen in one day.

It was already night when the two arrived at the demon world.

The gate of the Demon Palace had closed, and Sang Mo was still thinking about rushing in, but Huang Cuihua took her time and pulled her in through a small door.

As soon as the two of them crossed the threshold, the small door behind them was locked tightly.

Sang Mo turned around in surprise when he heard the noise, but Huang Cuihua took her hand and walked inside under the leadership of a demon soldier.

(End of this chapter)