The Demon Sect assigned ladies, and I drew the Righteous Fairy

Chapter 93: Now that Yin and Yang are in harmony, how can it not be gentle?

late at night.

In the courtyard of Panhuanyuan.

"Junior Sister Yujiao, why don't you go get some sleep?"

Wang Yujiao leaned on the stone table with her hands, her eyelids drooping.

Ning Miaomiao next to her touched her gently and spoke softly.

Wang Yujiao immediately came to her senses and almost jumped up, "Senior Sister Mo is out? Fang Yang came so soon?"

Chen Wanrou looked at her strangely, "Yujiao, what are you talking about?"

Wang Yujiao wiped the corner of her mouth, a little embarrassed, "I just had a dream. I dreamed that Fang Yang woke up, hehe."

She was the most talented and accomplished among her fellow disciples. When she saw Senior Sister Mo holding the "Xuan Ding Gong" in her hand, she guessed what Senior Sister Mo wanted to do.

The magic sect's method of replenishing energy is one-way, replenishing yin with yang, or replenishing yang with yin.

If Senior Sister Mo can quickly comprehend the principles of Xuan Ding Gong and improve it, perhaps she can transform it into a "proper" practice of "harmony between yin and yang".

In this way, Senior Sister Mo can use herself as a container to connect with Fang Yang, allowing the demon pill spiritual energy that has nowhere to vent in his body to flow into her body, and then return to Fang Yang's body.

The spirit of this demon pill is like a naughty child. Fang Yang's body is not spacious enough, so it can't make trouble.

If Senior Sister Mo's body is added, the house will be twice as large, and the stubborn demon spirit will naturally be able to run wild.

Then Senior Sister Mo could transfer her own Yin to Fang Yang, harmonize the Yin and Yang, and unite the parents to teach the disobedient child a lesson.

In this way, the spiritual energy of the demon pill can be slowly digested and neutralized.

Maybe, not only Fang Yang can digest the demon pill's spiritual energy, but Senior Sister Mo herself can also recover some spiritual power.

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If a few of us practice the improved Xuan Ding Gong and harmonize our yin and yang with Fang Yang, perhaps our cultivation can slowly recover.

In her dream, Wang Yujiao saw herself pushing Senior Sister Mo away and sitting on the bed herself.

Fortunately, Ning Miaomiao woke her up in time, otherwise if she continued to have this dream, she would never be able to face Senior Sister Mo and Fang Yang in the future.

"Senior Sister Mo has been in there for three hours, and I don't know what happened to Fang Yang."

Chen Wanrou was a little worried. Wang Yujiao looked at her and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Forget it, let’s not tell her about the “harmony of yin and yang”, otherwise Senior Sister Mo and Fang Yang will have another quarrel.

"Yujiao, it's not black?"

Ning Miaomiao suddenly asked, and Wang Yujiao realized that the little white cat was missing. She hurriedly called out:

"Not dark, not dark, where are you?"

The three women searched all over Panhuanyuan but couldn't find Buhei. Wang Yujiao was so anxious that she kept scratching her head.

"Isn't he going to run away?"

Ning Miaomiao reminded: "Pan Huan Courtyard has been blocked by our talisman paper and magic array. How could he escape without being black?"

As he was speaking, the door in front suddenly opened and Qin Xueyan walked out.

The three girls hurried over to greet him, "Senior Sister Mo, how is Fang Yang?"

Qin Xueyan said calmly: "It's all right now. After a night's rest, he will wake up tomorrow morning."

Chen Wanrou breathed a sigh of relief, her pretty face full of joy, "That's great!"

Ning Miaomiao said to Qin Xueyan: "Senior Sister Mo, are you okay?"

Qin Xueyan shook her head. "I'm fine. You all should go to sleep. A lot of things will probably happen tomorrow."

The three women were startled for a moment, then they realized that the news of Fang Yang's bloodstone challenge and killing Zhang Chunjiu had spread throughout Yunyu Town.

I don’t know how many people are watching Panhuanyuan now. When Fang Yang wakes up tomorrow, the people and things he will face will no longer be as simple as before.

"Okay, let's go to bed. Senior Sister Mo, you should also get some rest early."

Ning Miaomiao took Chen Wanrou and Wang Yujiao, who still wanted to talk, to another room. The three girls slept on the same bed together. After a moment of silence, Chen Wanrou suddenly said:
"Do you feel that Senior Sister Mo seems different from before?"

Ning Miaomiao hesitated for a moment and said, "It seems to be softer and better looking than before."

Wang Yujiao didn't say anything, thinking that now that the yin and yang are in harmony, how can it not be gentle?
Ning Miaomiao sighed, "If I still had my skills, I would definitely kill Xu Sanshui tonight to intimidate those villains. What a pity. Alas."

Chen Wanrou and Wang Yujiao didn't say anything, but they felt very upset.

They are disciples of the Qingtang Sword Sect. Ning Miaomiao, who has the worst cultivation, has reached the peak of the foundation building stage. How could they have ever suffered such humiliation as today?
Zhang Chunjiu treated them as cauldrons that could be used at will, and Chi Sanshui didn't even treat them as human beings.

They all held their breath.

Zhang Chunjiu had already been killed by Fang Yang, but Chi Sanshui's cultivation was higher, so it was impossible for Fang Yang to kill him in a short period of time.

In the future, they will continue to be coveted, threatened, and even insulted by Chi Sanshui.

If they want to resist, Fang Yang can only fight with his life like he did this time, and they can do nothing.

This Chi Sanshui really deserves to die!

"Go to sleep. We'll talk about tomorrow's affairs tomorrow."

"I'll look for Buhei again tomorrow."

Ning Miaomiao and Wang Yujiao were also tired during the day, and now that they relaxed, they fell into a deep sleep.

Chen Wanrou opened her eyes and whispered to herself:
"Wang Shi, I hope you can get what you want in your next life and become an ordinary blacksmith in a peaceful world."

Yuhuan Street.

A three-story house.

"Master Chi, I was wrong, ah! Please forgive me, ah!"

"Ah! I, I don't want to die."

The woman's shrill screams gradually faded away, the door opened, and Chi Sanshui's voice rang out:
"Drag out!"

Several junior disciples who were guarding outside the house immediately entered the house, skillfully dragged out a mutilated female cultivator's body, and quickly left the house.

Then several junior female practitioners stepped forward in panic and cleaned up the bloodstains in front of the door.

"Okay, all of you go down."

Chi Sanshui's voice was heard again in the room, and several female cultivators hurried out of the house as if they had been pardoned.

"Hey, where did the wild cat come from?"

One of them paused and saw a little white cat. Just as she was about to bend down to pick it up, the little white cat had disappeared, and her companion next to her pulled her away.

"Let's go quickly. If Master Chi changes his mind, we won't be able to survive."

Several female cultivators left in a hurry, and the huge mansion returned to silence.

Chi Sanshui was leaning against the bed, his body covered with the woman's blood, holding a wine jug in his hand, with a ferocious and brutal expression.

"What a fool Fang Yang, you dare to bully others with your might? Just wait, it won't be long before I torture all your wives and concubines to death in front of you!"

"is it?"

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded, and Chi Sanshui was startled. The wine jug fell to pieces with a clang, and several light green daggers appeared around him in an instant, pointing in the air at the place where the voice came from.

Chi Sanshui was startled, "You are Fang Yang's wife?"

Then, under Chi Sanshui's horrified gaze, the appearance of the pretty woman with a childlike face changed little by little.

The pretty little round face turned into a cool and beautiful oval face.

This woman was so beautiful and so cold that people would never forget her after seeing her once. Chi Sanshui once saw her from afar during a battle between good and evil, and the image was still deeply engraved in his mind.

He cried out in horror:

"You, you, you are Qin Xueyan?!"

(End of this chapter)