My sister took me to Xiuxian

By the lake, the young man who was silently looking at the two hairpins in his hands turned around when he heard the sound. Looking at the confused and bewildered expression of the woman, he was about to say something, but his mind emerged again with the harmonious teachings of the woman before she disappeared two days ago when light and darkness intertwined and collided.

He looked at the two identical headdresses in his hands and immediately smiled brightly: "My wife, you are finally awake? We got married last night, and you were so happy that you drank too much and fell asleep. Don't you remember anything at all?"

"marriage!"

The Lord Saint exclaimed, and hurriedly stood up, his pretty face flushed, and he denied it again and again: "No! How could I marry you? I was clearly practicing sword with someone yesterday, and a hateful villain bullied me severely, and I seemed to be knocked unconscious..."

Practice... practice sword?

After losing your memory, are you finally going to stop acting?

Qiu Yiqiang suppressed the smile in his heart, and swung out a sharp sword energy, cutting the lake behind him into two halves.

“Is it this kind of sword energy?”

"Eh...how could you..." The woman was stunned, staring at the scene in a daze. The decisive and sharp sword energy seemed to pierce her heart directly, making her face even redder. Could this young man really be her husband?

"Hmm..." Qing Fei, who was lying on the other side, opened her eyes dazedly and looked at the two of them in confusion.

"You are?"

"I am your wife, then who is she?" The Holy Lord asked hurriedly. Didn't they get married last night? How come there is another woman here?

Qiu Yi glanced at the hairpin in his hand, and the woman's teachings popped up in his mind again. His smile was still bright, and he said seriously: "Madam, how come you don't even remember Qing Fei? This is your maidservant who came with you as a dowry!"

"A maid?" The woman was stunned again, her bright red lips widened, and it was obvious that she had some information to digest.

Qing Fei had not yet recovered from her daze. She just pointed at herself with her eyes wide open, muttering to herself, "Me? A maidservant?"

"Who are you? Where am I?" Miyin, who was lying on the edge, finally opened her eyes, but there was not much focus in her clear pupils, and she looked blank.

"My husband, who is she? Is she also my maid?" Seizing this opportunity, the Holy Lord asked impatiently.

Qiu Yi threw his hairpin aside and shamelessly admitted, "My lady, have you forgotten again that when we dueled yesterday, you promised me that if I won, you would allow me to take a concubine?"

"Concubine?" Ling Qinghan blurted out.

"Huh?" Qing Fei widened her eyes.

“???” Miyin scratched his head.

Concubine? I seem to have some impression...

End of volume remarks

The third volume is finally finished.

Overall, this volume is very...how should I put it, a bit disappointing.

At first, it was a problem with the review. Various delays and procrastination meant that I didn’t get any response or feedback after uploading the chapter, especially when the review period was extended by another half month.

It used to take only one or two hours to get out, but it was delayed to five or six, seven or eight hours. The longest time was even a whole day and night. I was so exhausted.

The chapter failed the review, and I didn’t even have the motivation to write the subsequent chapters. It was so frustrating.

The following is the content of the main story line. After the introduction is given in the second volume, the third volume will be relatively unfolded. The first few plots are okay, but the last plot about hometown has to become serious because it has to reveal certain truths.

And a relatively important character is the protagonist’s mother?

How should I put it? I originally wanted to design her as a woman with a mysterious origin, stunning appearance, and unparalleled charm. However, after considering for a long time, I decided to write her as an ordinary woman. After all, emotions that come from ordinary people appear more sincere and simple.

Moreover, if a woman is too beautiful, you will easily have wild thoughts. If I write you off directly, you may not be able to bear it, and the possibility of being reported will also greatly increase. Ordinary women don’t have this concern, so it’s good to kill two birds with one stone.

The main reason is that the position of biological mother is too sensitive. I think when it is time to log off, I must do so resolutely without any dragging my feet.

I even skipped the fight where the protagonist sends her off. Partly because it might reveal key details and accidentally spoil the plot, and partly because if I continued writing I would have to write one more chapter. The main theme of this book is a cheerful plot, so I'd better just pass over the heavy content. I wouldn't be in a good mood if I wrote too much.

Another thing is, as I mentioned before, I was warned by the editor in October that I would write a sequel, so I was extremely careful, fearing that I would lose control and mess up again. Now that the third volume is over, I deliberately stuck the plot at this point just to write the sequel.

I haven't written for a long time, so I might be a little rusty. I have to write something to familiarize myself.

As for the extra chapters, when I have almost finished writing them, I will open a group for all subscribers to post them in. What can I say about the old group? Although there are still more than 400 people now, at least 300 of them have never spoken. I previously deleted a group of people who had not spoken for more than half a year. After a few days, I saw that there were nearly 60 more people in the group...

Well, let's talk about it later, when I have time to finish writing the extra chapter. Since there are quite a lot of people and the content may be quite a lot, I'll just write it first.

Also, looking at the situation, I have a lot to do at work today. If there is no update before 12 noon tomorrow, then I will be bored. I may be immersed in the extra chapters and can't extricate myself...

Chapter 1: Accidental Dark Turmoil

In the prosperous city.

The woman swung her sword casually, and the sharp sword light seemed to be able to tear the sky and the earth apart. A luxurious courtyard was cut in half, and a strong wind swept the remaining clouds past. Flowers and plants in the courtyard flew everywhere, and trees fell down. In the blink of an eye, the beautiful garden of paradise on earth was transformed into a dilapidated and desolate place.

"Why are you suddenly angry, ma'am? You were fine just now, weren't you?"

On a spiritual tree with only a bare trunk left, Qiu Yi stood calmly, looking at the Holy Lord Tianyue in the sky with a smile.

Ling Qinghan, who had acted so boldly, had truly recovered to the state of a saint, with her memory restored and her true divine figure and graceful body.

A divine moon slowly rose from behind her, and the cold moonlight flowed and shone on her. Her celestial body was graceful and her light was reflective. Her temperament was unparalleled, enough to make all living beings worship her.

But at this moment, her face was flushed, her eyes were full of anger, and besides being angry, she was also filled with shame and guilt.

Half a year, a full half a year!

She was a holy lord, but she had become a loving couple with Qiu Yi in the past six months. During this period, many shameful things happened. It was not until recently that she really recovered her memory, which really made her mentally collapsed and difficult to accept.

"Who is your wife!"

Biting her crystal red lips with her pearly teeth, Ling Qinghan gave a light rebuke, but her voice was trembling as she spoke. She felt that if she had to go through the ninth level of heavenly tribulation in the future, this would definitely be the most outrageous tribulation of the inner demon!

"Okay, okay, if it's not wife, then sister will be fine. Sister Qingge, let's talk it out. Why do you just start fighting without saying a word?" Qiu Yi shrugged and changed his address decisively.

"!!!"

Just hearing this name, the Holy Lord felt dizzy, his body trembled with anger, his beautiful eyes widened, and he was just about to chop down with his sword again to chop off the head of this bastard brother who had taken advantage of him.

You still remember that I am your sister. Is there any brother who treats his sister like this?

Where can I find a brother like you?

"Humph!"

Glancing at him coldly, Ling Qinghan spread out her sleeves, smoothed out the messy wrinkles on her snow-white coat, and was about to turn around and leave.

She really couldn't stay here for even a second. She needed to calm down, otherwise she would really kill someone.

"Sister, wait a moment." Seeing the woman's actions, Qiu Yi did not try to stop her, but called out from a distance.

"What's the matter?" The Holy Lord responded coldly, paused, turned his head, raised his chin and looked at him sideways.

Can't you see that she is unhappy now? Why are you here to cause trouble?

"It's just that I haven't seen Xiaobai for a long time, and I don't know how she is doing. How about sister, can you take this letter to that girl for me?" The young man took out a letter and handed it out, which turned into a stream of light and flew into the woman's hands.

(*｀へ?*)

"Haha, are you still thinking about the disciples of my holy land?" Ling Qinghan was so angry that she laughed. In an instant, she was filled with murderous aura, and wisps of saintly aura flowed. The city seemed to have entered the depths of winter.

You are really pushing your luck and becoming more and more daring.

She was eating from the bowl and looking at the pot. She hadn't left yet. No, was she asked to deliver letters to other girls, or was she the one who called back the disciples of the sect? Did she not want to live anymore?

Rabbits don't eat grass near their burrows!

"What are you thinking, sister? Don't you understand my feelings for you? Besides, Xiaobai and I are innocent. If you don't believe me, you can read the contents of the letter!"

Ling Qinghan narrowed her eyes, looked at him, and reached out to open the envelope. However, after a few breaths, she looked at the innocent look on the boy's face, snorted twice, put away the envelope, and a stream of light flashed, and she floated away like a fairy.

"call!"

He let out a long sigh only after his sister's breath completely disappeared.

Don't be fooled by his calmness just now. In fact, he was still betting that his sister would not do such a thing as peeping at other people's letters. Although there was nothing arousing Bai Youning on the front of the letter, the back of the letter was all filled with words he wrote to the class monitor Liu Yudie in the language of his homeland on Earth!

If the Holy Lord saw this, wouldn't he tie him up and lock him in a secret room, interrogate him thoroughly and find out everything?

The peerless Saint Lord had just left. Qiu Yi looked at the manor that was devastated by her sword. Before she could think of a way to deal with it, the sexy and charming Qing Fei came to her side with a charming figure.

"Young Master." The woman smiled sweetly and bowed gracefully.

"Huh?" Qiu Yi glanced at her unhappily.

Qinghan played this trick on me, do you want to try it too?

"Master." Qing Fei's tone paused, her voice soft and tender, with a hint of grievance.

Senior sister has that attitude, why is it her turn...

"What, Qingfei, you're leaving too?" Qiu Yi looked at the woman's enchanting figure, which was extremely charming, and then remembered something, so his voice softened.

"Of course I want to stay with you, Master. However, my fate is very close. If I can survive this fate, my status in the Origin Dao Sect will surely rise significantly. That's why I came here to say goodbye to you. I hope you can understand."

Today, given their relationship, there is nothing to hide about this matter. Qing Fei also spoke quite frankly. Perhaps she could also shamelessly follow Qiu Yi, but for a man, it is best not to have it. If he thinks about giving it to her for free every day, what if he gets tired of it and becomes bored?

You have to come up with some new tricks every once in a while to keep men interested!

"Do you need me to help you while you are going through the tribulation?" Qiu Yi looked at her and spoke lightly.

Although he had been busy with official business for the past six months and had little time to concentrate on cultivation, his cultivation was steadily improving, so he did not end up in the embarrassing situation of being a hero in a gentle country and his strength declining instead of improving.

"That's not necessary. The master has helped me a lot in the past six months. It should not be difficult to overcome the seventh level of tribulation." Qing Fei licked her red lips meaningfully, stroked her flat belly, and blinked at him. At this moment, she looked really charming and stunning.

"..."

But Qiu Yi understood that this woman was not referring to these.

He casually threw out a piece of purple crystal and waved his hand: "Since you think so, then take care of yourself."

The corners of Qing Fei's rosy and shiny lips curled up, and she solemnly put away the beautifully cut diamond-shaped crystal, bowed to the young man again, and then retreated leisurely.

"Yin, what are your plans next?"

Ling Qinghan and Qing Fei left one after another, and Qiu Yi naturally could not forget the last one, the beautiful lady standing on the other side with her skirt fluttering.

"Husband... Sir... you..."

Her Highness the Saint opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but as soon as she opened her mouth, the special title made her blush and feel embarrassed. She could only stamp her feet in anxiety to express her confused mood.

After all, she is not Ling Qinghan. She has practiced for two lifetimes, and her experience and insights are far superior to hers. She also has the terrifying cultivation level of a saint that is unrivaled in the world. It doesn't matter if she doesn't give Qiu Yi face.

Similarly, she is different from Qing Fei. Qing Fei has long passed the time when she was being carefully cultivated in this holy land. She has defected from the sect, joined a mysterious organization, and experienced many major events together.

As long as she can get through the seventh level of heavenly tribulation now, she can easily gain a foothold in both the Origin Dao Sect and the Tianyue Immortal Palace.

But what does Miyin have? She is just a saint of a holy land. Her strength has only entered the fifth level for less than two years. It is too early for her to improve. So when facing Qiu Yi, it is really difficult for her to say much.

"How about I accompany Madam to the Pure Spirit Temple? Explain your situation to the Pure Spirit Temple. If it doesn't work, I will just use the key to your treasure house to get you back. What Pure Spirit Saint? Our Madam Mi Yin, you don't deserve to be her!"

Qiu Yi saw through her concerns and took her soft little hand and spoke.

"Who is your wife? You just took advantage of my amnesia to take advantage of me and dominate my body. You are a big liar..."

Her Highness the Saint glared at him and turned her little face away with a unhappy expression, but she did not pull back the little hand that was being held.

"Alright, alright, if she's not my lady, then she's not my lady. What do you think of this liar's proposal, Your Highness, the Immaculate and Holy Miyin?"

Hearing this, Miyin seemed to remember something. Many embarrassing scenes in the past six months emerged in her mind, making her cheeks instantly hot and she didn't want to look at him anymore.

"If Her Highness the Saint doesn't say anything, that means she agrees. Let's hurry to the Spirit Purification Institute now to avoid any more trouble. If Her Highness the Saint encounters any accident, we won't be able to explain it."

Qiu Yi also understood that Miyin and Qingfei Qinghan were different. Her identity and status meant that she would be particularly conflicted when making a choice. In that case, he, as a man, had to make the decision for her.

Since he has decided it so directly, Miyin will not have any objection.

Sure enough, Her Highness the Saint did not refute the young man's proposal. In her heart, she and Qiu Yi had come to this point, so how could she continue to be the Saint of the Pure Spirit Academy? In the past six months, she had broken all her vows and might not even be qualified to stay in the Pure Spirit Academy. Since Qiu Yi was willing to use the key to the treasure house to take her away, then everything had to come to an end.

But she was also a little curious: "What kind of accident could happen to me?"

"Of course you're worried about someone getting killed? So we have to go back quickly while there are no signs. If you show up at Jinglingyuan with a big belly, the elders of your holy land will tear me to pieces." The young man glanced at the woman's flat belly and joked.

"You...what nonsense are you talking about? How can I be pregnant?"

Miyin's face was so red that it seemed like blood was about to drip out. This man was acting indecently again. She wished she could kick him twice.

They are cultivators, and Qiu Yi's situation is obviously special. If they really want to give birth to life, the difficulty would be as difficult as ascending to heaven. How could it be so simple?

"So I just said just in case, not for sure. By the way, madam, if I really get the Holy Lady of Pure Spirit pregnant, will the Pure Spirit Academy kill me?" the man asked curiously.

"Huh, how is that possible!" The woman rolled her eyes cutely.

"Really? That's good." Qiu Yi patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"You're so tall!"

Mi Yin decisively stretched out her hand and pinched his waist hard, with a bad face: "How could it be that only the Jingling Academy wants to kill you? I guess all the holy places and sects in Huangji Continent want to chop you up and feed you to pigs!"

Qiu Yi: (ー_ー)!!