Fairy above!

Chapter 109: The Queen Mother's Kindness, Supporting the Fairy

The noble and beautiful queen mother, Pavilion Master Liu, has a rosy face, a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes slightly turned up, and a pair of snow-white and plump mature high-heeled legs, slightly bent, outlining the full and attractive calf muscle curves.

"Master, are you feeling unwell?"

Ning Caiwei held her master's waist and hips, feeling both distressed and anxious.

She already had some vague guesses in her mind at this moment, but she didn't dare to think too deeply about it!

"I'm fine, kid."

Pavilion Master Liu took a deep breath, and on her beautiful face, which was still flushed, she tried her best to smile like a mother of the nation, and waved to the subjects around her.

"Look! The Queen Mother is smiling and waving at us!"

"Yes! Feeling the kindness of the Queen Mother so closely, I will be blessed with good luck this year!"

"But why do I feel that something is wrong with Queen Mother Liu's expression?"

"What a fuss! The river winds on the island have been raging recently. The Queen Mother just caught a cold!"

"Buddha bless us! May our king and queen live forever!"

At this moment, because there was a disciple standing behind him, Pavilion Master Liu pursed his lips slightly, bit his lips, and uttered a very low hum:

"Damn it. It's like this."

Her voice was so low and fragmented that only Fairy Ning beside her could barely hear it. She said in astonishment, "Master, what are you saying?"

At this moment, Fairy Ning finally realized everything!
The Master's eyes were filled with hatred, but also a bit of weakness and begging for mercy!

Only that young master has such means to make such a domineering and arrogant master like this.
Fairy Ning was stunned.

It was not until her arm was tugged hard by her teacher that she realized what was going on.

He immediately calmed his mind, supported his master's waist, and infused her with Miaoyin Pavilion's "Shangqing Huanshen Jue" to help her calm her mind.

Just one breath.

Pavilion Master Liu's expression returned to normal.

She held her beloved disciple's hand as if nothing had happened, and the two of them continued to walk towards the stage like a close mother and daughter.

at this time.

The King of Tianfeng, supported by several guards, moved his huge body with difficulty and walked towards the two beauties:

"Mother, are you okay? Do you need a doctor?"

Coming before the most noble and beautiful master and disciple of Tianfeng Kingdom, the usually domineering and arrogant King Ji was surprisingly respectful.

"I am fine. Please be patient, Your Majesty. Please do not delay the opening of the banquet because of me."

Liu Nanyin forced out a polite yet distant smile.

Then, she shook off her disciple's slender hand on her waist, tried her best to stand up straight, straightened her full, round but slightly drooping white breasts, and walked towards the stage on her own.

At the same time, the blurred blush on her face gradually faded, and she returned to her former graceful and majestic look.

"Mother, please take care of yourself."

Although Pavilion Master Liu, who was twenty years younger than him, had an indifferent attitude, Prince Ji still did not dare to neglect him. He bowed respectfully and walked behind him.

Soon, under the awe-filled gaze of the entire audience of citizens and distinguished guests, they left.

The King and Queen Mother of Tianfeng Kingdom walked onto the stage, one after the other, and sat down on a pair of sacred wooden thrones placed side by side, overlooking the entire venue.

Next comes the last step before the banquet - burning incense and chanting scriptures.

Praise the Buddha and the great Venerable.

Several senior monks from Shenlong Temple came on stage to preach.

The people of Tianfeng, who have been influenced by Buddhism for many years, put their hands together and chanted the Heart Sutra together.

All the guests were drowsy.

"So boring."

Pei Wanyu raised her eyebrows and looked at the young man next to her with some dissatisfaction: "Since you have agreed with the White Princess and the Samos to start the rebellion at the night banquet tonight, why should we come to this incense burning banquet during the day?"

"The fairy doesn't know."

Gu Zhinan said leisurely: "This Shenlong Temple is the only national temple designated by the Venerable. It has the same high status as Miaoyin Pavilion. If we do something here, it can somewhat weaken the power of national destiny bestowed on King Ji."

"Making trouble?" Pei Wanyu looked puzzled: "How?"

"There's no need for the fairy to help me with this. I can do it myself."

Gu Zhinan took out the National Destiny Pagoda from his arms and said, "Fairy, look at this."

"Well, this is the National Destiny Pagoda!" Fairy Pei's eyes flashed.

"Fairy knows about this thing?" Gu Zhinan was quite surprised.

But on second thought, this female BOSS has a "treasure hunting" talent in her personal panel in the game, so it makes sense that she knows about these rare treasures in the world.

Pei Wanyu stared at the pagoda and said, "As far as I know, this National Destiny Pagoda has eight floors, representing the eighth level of national destiny energy, and now."

Looking at the gradually fading scarlet national fortune light on the top floor, her phoenix eyes once again showed a hint of surprise: "Tianfeng's national fortune is declining from its peak! Did you do something?"

"It's just a little trick."

Gu Zhinan chuckled and put away the pagoda.

But I became more and more confident in my heart.

Indeed, just by slightly punishing the Queen Mother in the National Temple, the national fortune could be temporarily lowered.

“The power of national destiny.”

Pei Jianxian muttered these four words, his expression gradually becoming solemn, "Just now, that fat pig gathered his royal energy and tried to suppress you in public. Although I used my sword to suppress it, I have to admit it."

"This power is too incredible."

"Not inferior to the first-grade "saints" in the major cultivation sequences."

"Just a tiny island country can gather such a kingly aura. How powerful the dragon luck power of the great Xia Emperor must be is really hard to imagine."

"It seems that I need to work harder."

Speaking of this, Pei Jianxian's eyes became solemn and he bit his lower lip tightly.

Gu Zhinan said quickly: "Fairy, there is no need to belittle yourself. You are so young, but you have already reached the third level of cultivation. You must be the number one genius in Jiuzhou."

"What's more, the fairy can use the third-grade true essence to counter the power of King Ji's national destiny. If you are given a few more years, I'm afraid you can be promoted to the first grade and become the youngest sword sage in the history of Jiuzhou."

"Tsk." Pei Wanyu crossed her arms and raised her eyebrows coldly: "What's the point of having a grade? Just be strong."

Gu Zhinan was stunned when he heard this, but then he suddenly understood: "Fairy is right!"

Indeed, at the finale of the game, this world boss was only a first-grade saint, and had not yet entered the realm of super-level immortality.

However, Sister Pei at that time, had already reached the first rank, had killed several Kyushu immortals from the ancient times, and had collected four spirit beads!

What is most admirable is.

Compared with the male protagonist Ye Feng, and the several powerful supermodel fairy heroines who appeared later.

Sister Pei, the final boss, had the lowest origin! She had no roots as a reincarnation of a powerful being from the upper realm, nor was she a descendant of a noble family.

She was just an ordinary daughter of a commoner, but with her incredible resilience, she fought her way to the top of the world with one sword after another.

"Anyway, you don't have to think too much."

Pei Wanyu's eyes were gentle, and her tone was rarely gentle like an older sister's: "I heard your secret conversation with King Ji just now, just as you shamelessly boasted on weekdays."

She lowered her head, pursed her lips, and said, "You, Fourth Master Gu, are indeed a tough guy who is not afraid of power."

It was rare for this arrogant female boss to openly praise him. Gu Zhinan couldn't hold back his smile: "So? Fairy?"

Seeing the young man's arrogant expression, Fairy Pei snorted coldly, crossed her arms, and her expression turned cold again: "I just told you not to think too much, don't you understand? What I mean is..."

"Even if it's just to confiscate the stolen property of this fat pig, I will support you to the end."

"Remember, I'm much stronger than you think!"

After hearing this, Fourth Master Gu's handsome eyes flickered and his heart surged. His favorable impression of the female swordsman in front of him, which was already full, reached a new level!
Arrogant but powerful, cold but righteous.
This is a great personality that is perfect!

Sister Pei is worthy of being the woman who can become my Mother Pei!
Gu Zhinan moved closer to Fairy Pei's round and perky buttocks under her tight cheongsam, and to her snow-white neck without a trace of redundant fluff, and said from the bottom of his heart:
"Fairy! I will always stand behind you and support you!"

In the square, the citizens continued to chant scriptures devoutly and in unison.

On the ceremonial stage.

The King of Shouxing, who had no interest in Buddhism, had long been bored and restless.

His body, as fat as a mountain, was slumped on the wide throne, and his pair of narrow eyes would occasionally glance at the beautiful master and disciple who were sitting and standing beside him.

However, no matter what topic he brought up, his words were always humble and respectful.

The current queen of Miaoyin Pavilion, Pavilion Master Liu, always responded politely but perfunctorily, which was completely different from her usual warm and gentle attitude.

Seeing that the beautiful lady Liu ignored him, King Ji felt aggrieved and could only look at the current Tianfeng Kingdom's most beautiful lady, the 19-year-old national fairy, who was standing beside him: "Fairy, you have repeatedly refused to meet me recently, but you have been getting close to the fourth young master of the Gu family. Alas, you really hurt my heart."

At this moment, Fairy Ning was standing with a pair of super long beautiful legs crossed under her white gauze skirt, her beautiful eyes staring intently in the direction of the VIP seats.

After hearing this, she was stunned for a moment before reacting. She forced out a gentle smile and said, "What does your Majesty mean? Caiwei doesn't quite understand. Caiwei's respect for your Majesty has never changed."

"Ouch."

King Ji sighed, his fat cheeks covered with beard puffed up slightly, and his expression was quite aggrieved: "Fairy, fairy, don't you understand my feelings for you?"

"Gu, I'm really happy——"

Before he finished speaking, Fairy Ning, who was always good-tempered, frowned and interrupted with a look of disgust: "My Lord, be quiet! Caiwei is a saint. She always puts the people first in her heart and doesn't care about the love affairs of her children. Besides, didn't the king recently take another woman from the Hehuan Sect into the harem and officially canonize her as the princess?"

"You mean Xue'er."

King Ji smiled awkwardly: "She was forced upon me by my sister Ji Yue. There is not much real affection between us."

"Oh, is it so."

Fairy Ning nodded without comment, her expression becoming increasingly distant and cold.

In the silence.

The Queen Mother Liu, who was resting with her eyes closed, suddenly widened her beautiful eyes and her cheeks turned red again.

At this moment, Pavilion Master Liu's lips slightly parted, making a sound that only he could hear:
"So comfortable."

"Gu Xiaozhe, do you want to kill me?"

"Master Liu, are you feeling unwell today?"

As if he had sensed something unusual, King Ji narrowed his sinister eyes suspiciously.

"No, no! Master just caught a cold, please don't worry!"

Ning Caiwei's face suddenly changed and she quickly stood between the two seats.

Master's posture looked so familiar to her.

At this moment, under the stage.

In the VIP seats below the square.

Young Master Gu Si looked at the National Fortune Pagoda in his hand, whose top layer of luck and treasure light had completely disappeared, and his eyes gradually changed from surprise to deep and cold.

Because at this moment.

Out of the corner of his eye, he inadvertently saw a clown figure, who shouldn't be there, appear in the corner of the square.

"Zhennan Prince Ye Feng, I beg the King of Tianfeng to do me justice!"

Under the gaze of the entire audience, a lean and slender figure leaped across the sky above the square and landed steadily under the platform, then bowed down to the king on the stage and the queen mother who had been shocked to the point of fainting.

It was the Prince of Zhennan—Ye Feng!
At this moment, Ye Shizi's eyes were like torches and his expression was cold. He carried a huge double-edged sword in one hand, and the sleeves of his empty right arm fluttered in the wind!

Even though one of his arms was cut off, he was still full of vigor and vitality, showing the fearlessness and heroism of a man of destiny!

at the same time.

The whole audience was shocked, the chanting stopped abruptly, and the entire square fell silent in an instant.

"Hey, Master Ye, the birthday banquet has already started, why are you here just now?"

Prince Ji on the stage was the first to react. He sat up straight and asked with concern, "My Lord, why do you say that? Who has offended you? How can I seek justice for you?"

"Your Majesty, that's a good question!"

The two of them acted as if they had rehearsed it. Ye Feng raised his brows and looked across the crowd, locking onto Fourth Master Gu who was leisurely drinking tea in the front row of the VIP seats.

"it's him!"

"The fourth son of the Beihai Gu family - Gu Zhinan!"

As he spoke, Ye Shizi's handsome face turned red, and the anger on his face reached its peak!
next moment.

laugh!
He actually tore off the sleeve of his right arm in front of tens of thousands of people, revealing the shocking, bloody and tragic wound on his broken arm:

"As you all can see!"

"We are both descendants of the great Xia family! This Gu Si was jealous that my son was much more talented and handsome than him, so he didn't follow the moral code of the martial arts, gathered his subordinates and attacked me!"

"If I don't avenge this, I, Ye Feng, will not be a human being!"

The young prince's eyes were red and he spoke every word with tears.

Although all the subjects and distinguished guests in the audience did not know the truth, they were all moved to some extent.

For a moment, everyone turned their eyes to the fourth young master Gu, who was still drinking tea with his eyes lowered, unmoved.

"Oh? Is this happening?"

The King of Ji on the stage seemed to realize the seriousness of the matter. His narrow eyes were filled with solemnity. "My Lord, let's not talk about who is right or wrong in this matter. At today's birthday banquet, you are my honored guest, and the Fourth Master Gu is also our honored guest of the Tianfeng Kingdom. We are both flesh and blood, and I am sincere."

"Don't worry, my Lord!"

Ye Shizi waved his hand with great pride, then raised the black and shiny double-edged giant sword "Owl Eagle" with one hand, and pointed the sword at the calm and composed figure of the nobleman:

"Please allow me to challenge Gu Si in a duel!"

(End of this chapter)