Mountain dwelling practice: I am a gentle guest in the world

Chapter 963

King Ji Yue's return with a stern face is bound to cause another bloody storm.

Perhaps he didn't want her to waste too much energy here, so before Prince Ji Yue began to question the other kings, Immortal Qing Su took her away from Xing Sui. Missing the scene of the large-scale political confrontation, the life and death of Prince Yan's husband was uncertain, and Sang Yue wanted to protest.

As a result, when she saw the figure of the elder sister the next moment, she immediately shut up, but before she shut up, she stubbornly asked:
"The Prince of Yan treated me well in the past. Will he die this time?"

"No," Qing Su said coldly, as she had seen so many people helping her. "He should have been the first one to die among Wang Fuli, but he was saved because of your intervention. I have already done you a favor. Don't let me hear you worrying about another man next time."

It's fine to mention the people who saved her, but it's a bit too much to record even the slightest kindness she showed her. The starlight is so big that any random meteor could hit more than three of her benefactors. Wouldn't she be crying every day?

"What other men? They are all good people, and good people should be rewarded." Sang Yue protested, "The kindness of strangers is extremely rare, I appreciate it. Even if he is a woman, I will still care about him, just like my sister..."

Just when I was about to have a good argument with him, I suddenly saw Sister Qian leaning in the arms of a handsome man with a smile on her face in the distance, and the words were choked on my lips.

Once again, he leaned against the wall with a gossipy look on his face, watching quietly with only a pair of curious eyes.

Qing Su tilted his head slightly and looked at her with a half-smile:
"Tsk tsk, what's the point of repaying a favor or taking a memo? They're worthless in front of the melon-eaters."

"Dear, I am your Taoist partner, not your enemy." Sang Yue lowered her voice for fear of being heard by her elder sister, "You have such a vicious tongue, be careful not to poison me to death and make you a widower."

"That's great. I'll take a second wife."

"Go away," Sang Yue's elbow gently hit the person behind him, "Shut up and stop making noise."

Knowing that Prince Yan's husband would not die, she felt relieved and could focus on enjoying her elder sister's melon.

We were still in space, but except for the viewing platform where the two of us were, the surroundings were all foreign scenery. He had clearly built a holographic projection screen, which made us feel like we were actually there. It was like we were secretly peeping at my sister, which was so exciting.

It turned out that the elder sister was indeed injured, but not to save the king, but to a male immortal she had taken a fancy to in the alien fairyland.

Also in the lower fairyland, deeply troubled by the devil's breath, her appearance and bravery are eagerly sought after by the local immortals. Therefore, she also attracts the admiration of many young immortals, both men and women.

Faced with many male immortals with different temperaments and unique personalities, Yun Biluo's heart of the sea king can no longer hold back his eagerness...

"Is this the reason why she hasn't returned to Xingsui yet?" After reading the cause of the matter, Sang Yue was speechless.

"Of course," Qing Su sat behind her, supporting his forehead with one hand, speaking harshly with his thin lips, "The prince has ulterior motives, which makes Yun Biluo very annoyed. Take advantage of this turmoil to eliminate a few of them and replace them with new ones..."

Although the Prince of Yan had no ulterior motives, his clansmen were also divided and kept trying to hold him back.

Yun Biluo had never thought of getting rid of him, but in someone's eyes, if the Prince of Yan died in the riot, wouldn't it be like getting rid of a burden for Yun Biluo? It just so happened that she felt that too many men would be troublesome, and five was just right.

In other words, without Prince Yan's husband, Wu Hai and He Feng, she would have three new faces to keep by her side.

As a result, her plan was disrupted by her unromantic stepsister.

"I think you are judging others by your own standards," Sang Yue said with a long smile after hearing his analysis. "Although the way of being an emperor is not fair and upright, it is not enough to watch the old man die for the sake of a new love."

"Tsk," he sneered, "You are not a worm in her stomach, how do you know she won't do it?"

"So if it was you, would you do this to me?" Sang Yue glanced at him behind her, and suddenly felt a chill in her heart. "How many of them are there, and how many of me are there? How can this be compared?" He casually solved the problem and tricked her at the same time, "You racked your brains to find excuses for her, but have you ever thought about Wang Jun's feelings?"

After his reminder, Sang Yue realized that King Ji Yue came in pairs and left alone.

Yes, he led his men and children back to Xingsui alone to rescue them. I wonder what kind of mood he was in. The key point is, did he know that his own King Birohai was flirting with a male fairy?

"You are still too young." Seeing her melancholy expression, Qingsu Immortal Venerable sneered and poked her forehead with a finger, "Don't judge an immortal's temperament by the heart of a mortal..."

Prince Ji Yue knew everything, including who Yun Biluo had a crush on.

Although he was born a monk, his pure heart and mind were not much different from those of the pure and abstinent immortals. He and Yun Biluo were like-minded. He knew that she was lustful, and she also knew that he wanted to be together only to understand each other.

They also need to be equally strong and be able to help him reach a higher level in cultivation.

As for who she liked and how many wives she had, it didn't matter to him. Hearing that immortals had difficulty in having children, the two of them did not take precautions. When they had children, she gave birth and he took care of them. The warmth of being together with his wife and children made him more tolerant.

He supports anything his wife and children like.

This mentality also helped him avoid many detours, and with Yun Biluo's immortal skills, he was promoted to the immortal level less than a hundred years after they became partners. Now he is almost reaching the level of an upper immortal, a speed that even Yun Biluo is willing to admit is better.

The other princes did not know his true strength, they only knew that he had advanced to the immortal level. Although they were jealous, they thought it was because he was a prince, and Yun Biluo had to give him this respect.

Therefore, he must have passed on a lot of his skills to him during their joint practice, making him intimidating in front of the princes.

The couple never mentioned their cultivation level in front of outsiders, and they just lived their lives as they should. With him around, the Xingsui Rebellion would be quelled quickly. On the contrary, if Yun Biluo went back, she would probably start some fights.

Stir up a pool of stagnant water and look for signs of hidden disaster.

"No wonder," Sang Yue couldn't help but sigh after seeing the experiences of her elder sister and Wang Jun. "I have always respected and obeyed my elder sister, but I have an inexplicable sense of calmness, closeness and admiration for my brother-in-law Wang Jun."

"Admiration?" Someone snorted again.

"Admiring the broad-mindedness and tolerance of saints is the instinct of all living beings when they encounter saints." Sang Yue explained helplessly, "Have you never had this feeling?"

"No." Someone answered proudly, "Tell me, who else do you admire? It's a good opportunity for me to broaden my horizons."

"And you," Sang Yue was very tactful and moved towards him decisively, "I have limited experience and have only seen a few of you in just a few hundred years..."

So far, there are three strong people who have impressed her:

Sister, Wang Jun and the Immortal Lord.

To be honest, even in front of Emperor Yun and Immortal Yilan, she felt nothing but pressure. Of course, this meant that the opponent's strength might be terrifyingly high, the strongest she had ever encountered.

As the saying goes, when you get along comfortably with someone, it is not because you have great social skills, but because the other person's emotional intelligence is far above yours.

As for the Immortal Lord, if she had not been saved by him and had not had the aura of someone who looked like an old friend of hers, she would have rolled away eight hundred years ago.

The pressure is too great, every day feels like a year, and I dare not stay with him for a moment longer.