How to capture the system fairies as wives

It costs money to repair the wall for the innkeeper, will you pay for it?

As soon as she finished speaking, a sharp sword energy suddenly whistled over. Qingying was about to dodge when another milky white sword light blocked her directly.

Chen Yin held the Changming sword in one hand and raised his eyebrows with interest.

In the smoke and dust, a middle-aged man with an untidy beard and a weathered face came slowly towards them, holding a sword and exclaimed softly:

"Oh? Do you have any accomplices?"

Chen Yin turned his head and looked at Qingying: "Is this your friend?"

"...Do your friends just use swords to attack people when they meet?"

Qingying's face turned red and white, and finally she said humiliatingly: "Help me. I owe you a favor."

"You already owe me several favors."

"Then I'll owe one more." Qingying muttered softly. After all, too many debts are not a worry, and too many lice are not an itch.

The man slowly scanned the field, muttering to himself, "A man, a little fox demon girl... three of them."

"I'm sorry. I'll pay for this sin after I die."

As he spoke, he slowly raised his sword.

Chen Yin's eyes also darkened slightly, and he said calmly, "Go out and fight. There are still innocent people here."

The man paused with his sword raised, and after a moment of silence, he nodded.

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Dark clouds covered the moon, and the wilderness outside the inn was pitch black.

"Before we start, can I ask you a few questions?"

Chen Yin stared at the man and said, "Why did you want to kill her? Did she do something wrong?"

The man was silent for a long time, and said in a magnetic and low voice:

"…She messed with the wrong people."

Chen Yin turned his head, while Qingying frowned and whispered, "I'll explain it to you after the fight."

"Little brother, seeing how young you are, you must be a disciple of a famous and upright sect."

"Don't blame me. I have no choice." As he said that, the man slowly drew out his sword and pointed it straight at Chen Yin.

Chen Yin stared at the sword in his hand curiously.

The shape of this sword is very different from the swords in the field. It is not straight and sharp, but one side is like a clear cliff, and the other side is bumpy and uneven like a quagmire.

In short, it is very strange, but has a strange charm.

...This person, is he also a swordsman? He looked at the man calmly.

"I'm sorry."

The next moment, the man moved suddenly, and in the strange scene, like a strange wind, he rushed towards Chen Yin.

The moment he made his move, Chen Yin's eyes lit up. He did not choose to attack directly with the first sword as usual, but instead switched to a defensive position and lightly deflected the sword.

The man opposite let out a light "eh" at the same time.

...This guy's swordsmanship is quite interesting.

The two people thought of this at the same time.

In a flash, the man's sword power was like a whistling tornado, wantonly and arrogant, yet penetrating everywhere, as if dragging people into a huge storm and making it difficult to escape.

Chen Yin, on the other hand, took it lightly. He moved his sword as his heart desired, and every move he made hit the weakest point on the opponent's sword, and he was able to accurately resolve the opponent's attack every time.

...Fortunately, I can now control the first sword freely, otherwise it would be difficult to deal with an opponent who is reluctant to kill.

The two of them fought back and forth for a while, and it was difficult to tell who was better.

After Chen Yin learned the first sword, he had already learned the rhythm of Taoism, and his every move already had the power of swordsmanship.

However, the man opposite was able to fight with his sword skills alone, and it was obvious that his attainments in swordsmanship had reached the pinnacle.

The man seemed to have noticed Chen Yin's profound swordsmanship, so he deliberately suppressed his own cultivation and only used swordsmanship to compete with Chen Yin.

Gradually, the two seemed to have forgotten that they were fighting each other, and both were immersed in the swordsmanship.

"So powerful... This is the first time I see you fight for so long." Luo Luo gently wagged his tail beside him.

Qingying seemed a little anxious and couldn't help asking in her heart:

"System, what's going on? Is that guy going to be unable to handle it?"

"It can definitely be done." The system said seriously, "But Chen Yin is obviously letting it go."

"It seems like the two of them really like each other."

Qingying continued to keep a close eye on the situation on the field.

As the lights intersected, Chen Yin and the man had a hearty sword-fighting exchange. After a few rounds, the man raised his head and laughed heartily.

"Great! I haven't had such a good time in years!"

"I never thought that you, at such a young age, would have such miraculous swordsmanship attainments."

"Lucky." Chen Yin chuckled, "You're not bad either."

"In terms of swordsmanship alone, I am indeed slightly inferior. I admit that I am at a disadvantage."

A trace of disappointment and regret flashed across the man's eyes: "What a pity... If there is really a chance, I really want to make friends with you and learn from you more."

"…But I don't think I deserve to have such a life."

The next moment, Chen Yin's eyes became stern.

A burst of exaggerated and ferocious sword energy surged from the man's sword. His sword force also took a sharp turn, turning into a ferocious and roaring dragon.

"The prisoner dragon is destroyed!"

The surging and fierce sword energy suddenly burst out, and Chen Yin's eyes also darkened slightly.

This sword is different from the previous one.

This is a pure killing move.

He was going to take his own life.

In this case, Chen Yin no longer held back and slashed out with his sword.

...The first sword.

In an instant, the sword energy soared into the sky, and the sudden bright light almost covered the sky and the earth.

The figures of the two were completely enveloped by sword light.

"Hmm!" Luoluo and Qingying both narrowed their eyes, and it took them a long time to recover from the stimulation of the strong light.

After a moment, two figures slowly emerged.

Chen Yin held the sword in one hand, and Changming hovered at the man's throat.

The man's eyes were downcast, and it was unknown what he was thinking.

"Now, can we have a nice chat?"

The man was silent for a long time, then said softly: "...Who are you?"

"Just an unknown little monk."

Chen Yin shrugged.

"A nameless little monk, you cannot use such a terrifying sword technique."

"Who knows? Maybe I am naturally gifted and have learned everything without a teacher."

Seeing that he had no intention of speaking, the man stopped asking questions and slowly closed his eyes.

"I lost. Kill me."

"...No, I didn't say I wanted to kill you." Chen Yin smiled awkwardly.

"I just want to ask what happened, okay?"

The man lowered his eyes, but seemed very calm: "There's nothing to say."

"If you don't want to kill me and are willing to let me go, I will do you a favor. I will return it to you in the future."

...If there is still a chance. The man smiled bitterly.

"I can not kill you, but are you really unwilling to tell me why you want to kill her?"

The man hesitated for a long time before slowly speaking:

"Your friend is going to kill someone."

"Although that person looks like a mere mortal, the power behind him is far beyond your imagination."

"My advice to you is, don't mess with him again." The man said calmly, then he slowly turned around and left, holding the sword.

Chen Yin scratched his head in confusion, then turned to look at Qingying again.

"...You couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, so you went out to kill people for fun?"

"of course not!"

Qingying glared at him angrily, but then she softened her voice with a guilty conscience: "It's just that I saw someone bullying a decent woman, and I wanted to punish the evildoer."

Chen Yin couldn't help but look at her with admiration.

"I can't tell. You have quite a sense of justice."

Because she was in the wrong, Qingying could only silently endure Chen Yin's bullying and did not dare to talk back.

"But you have aroused my curiosity. What kind of mortal can have a top-level swordsman in the Upper Clarity Realm as a bodyguard?"

He pulled Luoluo over with one hand and gently rubbed her fox fur, while looking at Qingying with a smile: "Tell me. What happened just now?"

Qingying suddenly looked embarrassed.

"...System, what should I do?"

"How should I know what to do?" the system said unhappily, "Can you think of a way to fool them? You can't really be planning on giving me away, right?"

"But, but I can't make this up."

"You are so stupid! As a man, you can fool people by acting cute and coquettish."

Act like a spoiled brat? Act cute?

Black lines appeared on Qingying's forehead.

"I..." She hesitated for a while, then blinked cautiously: "Can I not say it?"

"Okay." Unexpectedly, Chen Yin agreed readily.

But then he added:

"In that case, you should repay the favor you owe me in another way~"

Looking at Chen Yin's increasingly arrogant and sinister smile, Qingying gradually felt a sense of unease in her heart.

119. Mysterious Forces

After a moment, Qingying shyly pulled down her skirt, her cheeks turning blue and red.

"Where did you find these obscene clothes?"

"Why bother so much? Just put it on and that's it."

Chen Yin looked at Qingying's body with admiration.

Qingying is tall and slender. The black fishnet stockings perfectly wrap and outline her fair and plump thighs, making her legs look like tempting dark chocolate.

Her upper body was also tightly bound by a tight leather jacket, which showed off her curves. Her breasts and buttocks were enough to make any man drool.

Even Luo Luo covered her eyes with a red face, and dared only to peek secretly through her fingers.

Qingying felt as if her face was burning. She had never worn such shameful clothes since she was born.

"Okay, okay? Have you had enough of it?"

She used her hands to protect her chest and miniskirt, biting her teeth and saying, "Can I go change it back?"