My sister took me to Xiuxian

. . . . . .

Three months later, West Wing Villa.

"What's on your mind, sir?"

Mu Qiuyun, a graceful and charming woman in a plain white dress, walked gracefully in front of the man with a food box in her hand. Behind her, a pretty girl in a pink dress was holding a fruit plate and tea.

"It's okay, but I feel empty inside lately."

Qiu Yi shook his head. After getting married, his life suddenly became happy, and it was a happiness that he had never dared to imagine before, but he always felt a sense of unreality.

Everything was too beautiful, so beautiful that he couldn't believe it was real.

"Is it because Xiao Ling'er didn't serve you well these past two nights?" The woman put down the food box, took his hand, her expression gentle and soft.

"Miss, how could that be possible? It's obviously my son-in-law..."

The girl in the pink skirt flushed with anxiety when she heard this and stamped her feet repeatedly.

"It has nothing to do with Ling'er."

Qiu Yi glanced at the impatient girl and took the initiative to excuse her.

Xiao Ling'er is Madam Qiu Yun's maid. Normally, when Madam is not feeling well, the maid will naturally take over. It is a completely different feeling and has a different kind of fun, but these are not what worry him.

"That's the eldest daughter of the Feng family in the east of the city. I know that my husband was once engaged to her. Although they broke off the engagement later, they still have a connection. If my husband can't forget the old love between you and the daughter of the Feng family, you might as well marry her. I don't mind having an extra sister." The woman hooked his palm and spoke sincerely, showing the magnanimous demeanor of the master of the backyard.

"Madam, why do you have to test me like this? I don't have such an idea."

Qiu Yi's forehead was slightly sweaty. He didn't remember much about what happened between him and the eldest daughter of the Feng family, but he met her by chance when he went out two days ago, and he felt a familiar feeling.

"My dear husband, don't mind it. I am not a jealous woman. As long as you are happy, I will be satisfied. I will arrange to propose to the Feng family and choose a date to marry Sister Yuqi." The woman stood up and smiled sweetly.

"Madam, that's not what I meant." Qiu Yi grabbed the woman's hand and stopped her from acting on her own initiative.

I really don't know how he could be lucky enough to marry such a lady. Not only does she not have any temper like a young lady, but she even considers him in every way. Now she is taking the initiative to take a concubine for him. It's like he is living in a dream.

"My husband, are you attracted to the old cultivator of the Feng family? Even though she is old, she has made great achievements in cultivation and still looks like a young girl. Even a wife would envy her so much. If you could fight for her..." Whenever this matter is mentioned, the woman becomes extremely interested.

"Stop, stop, stop, can we please stop talking about this?"

Qiu Yi was in a state of dismay. He shouldn't have refused the beauty's affection, but it was really hard to accept.

"What's wrong with my husband?" Mu Qiuyun stared at him, his figure reflected in her eyes.

Qiu Yi also looked at the woman he had married and asked softly, "Are you really Qiu Yun?"

"Of course, aren't we childhood sweethearts? We've known each other since we were young, and you don't even remember this?" The woman's beautiful and flawless face frowned for the first time, probably because she was a little unhappy.

"Of course I remember, but..."

Qiu Yi looked at the flawless, beautiful woman who completely met his aesthetic standards, and murmured, "But in my memory, although Qiu Yun was gentle and considerate, she would not blindly obey me. She was an independent girl with her own ideas and opinions. She would share her happiness with me, and would pull me to talk when she was sad."

"Really? My husband actually remembers it so clearly?" The woman's expression softened and her eyes were misty with endless affection.

“In fact, there is more than that.”

The young man slowly stood up, looked up at the blue sky, and spoke to himself: "Maybe Madam may be unhappy to hear this, but I still have to say that the Qiu Yun in my memory was not as magnanimous as she is now. She even had a bad temper sometimes. I still remember when she saw me and Yuqi together. That was the first time I saw her and she showed a cold and angry look..."

"Husband, you don't know."

The woman came up to him, took his hand and gently pressed it against her belly, her face filled with maternal glow.

"As a wife, I want to give birth to a child for my husband..."

Qiu Yi: “!!!”

……

In the Qi Sea, Yuxiu, who was enjoying all this with great interest, suddenly dropped the melon in her hand and immediately became furious.

Are bad women nowadays so shameless?

Chapter 27 Ling Qinghan: I am the eldest wife!

boom!

The dust and wind are rolling in a frenzy, that is the realm of the Great Dao expanding and colliding.

The thick spiritual energy and the rhythm of Tao squeezed each other, and the edges even distorted the internal scenery, as if two transparent bubbles were confronting each other.

When the bubbles collided with each other, the wave of Dao rhyme explosion swept across the entire Xianyi Mountain peak. Thunder was terrifying in the void, cracks in space were everywhere, and dust and fog tornadoes went straight to the sky. The entire Dao Alliance had been shrouded in the terrifying atmosphere of destruction without realizing it.

Many young disciples raised their heads and looked at the ever-changing celestial phenomena in panic, feeling an inexplicable fear that a disaster was about to happen.

Some elders, holy lords and even saints who felt the change immediately looked towards the source of the vast fluctuations, which was the direction of Xianyi Mountain. They were all terrified, fearing that a catastrophe would bring about the destruction of the Taoist Alliance.

This level of surging aura of the Great Dao has completely surpassed the common sense of the past, and even saints would be frightened upon seeing it.

"Your Highness, is this really what you want?"

The treasure map of all things unfolded and fluttered in the strong wind. Under the blessing of endless divine light, Ye Junxi's whole body was crystal clear, flowing with immortal light, and she was as beautiful as a god.

"Otherwise, the young master should like it very much."

Layers of ice crystals burst into brilliance, and sacred palaces appeared in rows, arranged in an orderly manner. Endless sweet springs flowed in them, and crystal flowers floated in the air. From a distance, it seemed extremely peaceful.

Under a holy jade tree, Mu Qiuyun hugged the young man and sat quietly. The petals fell in all directions and the scene was beautiful, but every ray of floating light and divine mist exuded a suffocating pressure.

"You have trapped a living person in a world you have arranged, and let him or her do whatever he or she wants. What kind of love is this? Is this your attitude?"

Ye Xiangyun's spirit body returned to the original body of the treasure and bestowed all of his enormous spiritual power on Ye Junxi. The endless immortal light transformed into another sacred sea of ​​light, filled with the aura of the Great Dao, competing with the huge palace complex in front.

The confrontation between two completely different great paths is not only a collision of the strength and attainments of the two immortals, but also a competition of faith and will.

"What qualifications do you have to say such things? You have never experienced the despair I experienced back then, and you have no idea what the young master wants to do. To this day, I still don't know whether what he said that day was true or false. So I think that instead of worrying that the young master will really become a Taoist god who destroys everything one day, it is better to arrange a better ending for him. Here, I can satisfy him in any way."

Mu Qiuyun was very peaceful and calm. Facing Ye Junxi's attack, she did not move a step, but managed to resolve it with ease.

The snow-white dress fluttered, outlining the slender and beautiful figure without a single flaw, and there was a glow on her fair cheeks that made people feel ashamed of themselves.

Even though Ye Junxi was a reborn Immortal Lord, her weaknesses in cultivation could not be made up for in the short term. Her cultivation from two lifetimes was there, so she was not restricted even if she had to maintain the young master's fantasy world.

"I feel like you didn't snatch Xiao Yi from other women back then, so you took this opportunity to satisfy your personal desires."

Moving forward step by step under the enormous pressure, even Ye Junxi felt exhausted. Don't be fooled by the delicate appearance of the woman in front of her, she is really a genuine immortal. If she didn't need to be distracted now, if she didn't use the immortal sword, how many people in the world would be her opponent?

Moreover, on the surface, one of them was sitting and the other standing, which seemed to be quiet and peaceful, but the contest between their qi and Taoism was everywhere, and even a saint would have to frown and look extremely solemn.

"Don't think of shaking my mind with such words. The young master and I are childhood sweethearts, but we are different from you."

Mu Qiuyun shook his head and didn't take it to heart.

"So what if they are childhood sweethearts? Haven't you heard that childhood sweethearts can't defeat a man sent from heaven? If they are childhood sweethearts, how come I heard that the little bastard was entangled with other women?"

Ling Qinghan, who was on high alert but couldn't find a chance to intervene, sneered at this time.

The woman frowned slightly, stared at her, and said frankly: "So, what's the point of you telling me this? Are you better than me? You are just taking advantage of the young master's ignorance to lure him into making a mistake. If his true memory is awakened, how can he take you seriously?"

Having said that, Mu Qiuyun bit her red lips unconsciously. Although Feng Yuqi, that little bitch, was eyeing them covetously, Xiao Ling'er might also have some bad ideas, and Miss Yu might have some unknown thoughts, but everyone was restricted by their respective identities, and at least they behaved themselves and did not do anything out of line.

But the women in this life are so shameless that they deceived the young master's innocent body with just a few words, and then showed off in front of them. This is intolerable.

Thinking of this, the aura emanating from that slender and graceful body became three times more terrifying, instantly suppressing Ye Junxi's holy sea of ​​light by half, and even having enough strength to put pressure on the woman who deliberately provoked her and teach her a lesson.

With a muffled groan, Ling Qinghan staggered back a step. Under the pressure of the genuine Immortal Lord, even a saint turned pale, his blood stagnated, and his body was a little difficult to move.

However, faced with this situation, the Holy Lord was not frightened. Instead, after taking a deep breath, he proudly puffed out his chest and looked at her with contempt.

"Come on, come on. It's nothing great that you two are immortals. You should practice for a few hundred more years on how to snatch men away."

???

Ye Junxi's eyes flickered, and she looked at her sister with some surprise. Has her ability improved?

How dare you talk to her like that?

Mu Qiuyun's eyes were dim, and he didn't seem to take her words to heart, until...

"Hey, whether you are the Goddess Qiuyun, the Immortal Venerable Youhuang, or the childhood sweetheart of His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven in the previous life, so what? Even if you don't know the others, you should know this thing, right?"

With a clang, Ling Qinghan inserted the magic sword into the ground and casually took out a golden hairpin. It was of simple style and covered with scratches. Anyone with a discerning eye could probably tell that it was an ordinary hand-polished headdress accessory and there was nothing special about it.

Can……

Ye Junxi blinked her eyes. Why did this hairpin look so similar to the one her good daughter gave her for self-defense?

But they are only similar in appearance. In fact, the difference in their importance is like heaven and earth. The one given to her by her daughter can avoid danger and bring good luck, protect her safety, and has great power. But the one in her sister's hand, can she sell it for a spirit stone outside?

She subconsciously looked in the direction of the goddess Qiu Yun, but her pupils suddenly shrank.

"Where did you get this hairpin from?"

Mu Qiuyun widened his eyes, looking in disbelief at the hairpin in the woman's hand that was reflecting golden light. The terrifying aura emanating from her body became much more elusive.

This...this is not...

"Of course, the mother of His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven that you mentioned, she personally gave her child to me and asked me to take care of her child."

Ling Qinghan raised her snow-white chin and looked at the two women who were confronting each other in front of her with disdain.

"What's the point of you fighting? I'm telling you, I've personally met Qiu Yi's mother, and she acknowledged me, and that's why she gave me the family heirloom.

Is the Immortal Venerable so great? So what if we were childhood sweethearts? Can the mother of the child do whatever she wants? I am the first wife, and no matter how you arrange things, I am just a concubine. Now I am here to take my little man back. Why are you, a woman who has not even married yet, showing off in front of me? If I don't agree, you will cry for the rest of your life."

A gust of cold wind blew by, and the peak of Xianyi Mountain, which had been violently crashing just now, now seemed a little bleak and desolate.

Ye Junxi had no expression on her face: (︶︿︶)

Mu Qiuyun’s eyes were dull: ⊙﹏⊙

The two were originally immortal gods who were high above and looked down upon all living beings, but now they seemed to be dumb, unable to say a word when being confronted by a woman who was at the saint level.

In the Wanxiang treasure map, the spirit sister Ye Xiangyun also showed her head and looked at the scene in amazement.

How can this be possible? Second Miss, you are cheating. How can you let the old lady step in when snatching a man?

The off-field assistance is too much, okay?

"Goddess Qiu Yun, what do you have to say now? I don't care whether this little bastard is the Emperor of Heaven or anyone else, I want to take him away. Do you have any objection?" Ling Qinghan stepped forward and stared at her intently.

"Old lady..."

Mu Qiuyun glanced at the young man in his arms and couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that you were there at the time?"

When she saw this hairpin, how could she not understand what was going on?

In the small mountain village of the young master's hometown two years ago, it seems that not only the young master himself was there, but also the Holy Lord Tianyue who happened to be present and was recognized by the old lady.

But she missed it.

missed.

Her pretty lips were tightly pursed. The disappointment in her heart made it hard for her to accept it for a moment. How could this happen? How could such a thing happen?

Originally, she thought that this woman was just taking advantage of the young master's ignorance and seizing the opportunity.

But I didn't expect someone to be so far ahead. Parents' words, matchmaker's orders, this... this...

For a moment, her vision went dark and she felt like the sky was falling.

"call……"

The woman opened her red lips slightly and exhaled a hot breath. She gently put Qiu Yi down. Her graceful body gradually straightened up. She looked at the woman in front of her who she should not have taken seriously. The complicated expression finally disappeared and she spoke lightly.

"Forgive me for not obeying your order. Even if you, Saint Ling, have the old lady's approval, I will not hand the young master over to you."

"Are you being unreasonable?" Ling Qinghan looked at her without giving in.

"Women are not supposed to be reasonable, right? Besides, the young master is here, and you have to be able to take him away."

Mu Qiuyun exhaled gently, and the enormous pressure of the Immortal Venerable realm completely emerged, dominating the heavens and the earth, making all living beings tremble.

"you……"

Ling Qinghan felt under tremendous pressure in an instant, and Ye Junxi's face was solemn, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Don't worry. Since this is about the fight for the young master, I will not use the power of the immortal sword. If you can defeat me, everything will be up to you. If you can't do it, the young master will stay by my side."

"After all this talk, do we still have to take action?"

The Holy Lord gritted his teeth. Isn't this a bit unfair? Facing an immortal who had lived for two lifetimes and even lived for 100,000 years in this lifetime, how could he possibly defeat him?

"How can I snatch a man away without taking action? I didn't have the chance in my previous life, so how can I let him go in this life?"

Mu Qiuyun's voice was like the sound of nature, yet extremely indifferent, and the powerful aura emanating from her body was even more suffocating.

"Qingge!"