How to capture the system fairies as wives

"Mr. Chen, could you please not take advantage of me?"

"How could I?" Chen Yin said with a scoundrel look on his face, "That's definitely not the case. My master is just a little girl about the same age as Ye Lingling, why is she so reserved?"

"Don't be fooled by how the outside world of immortal cultivation brags about her being invincible. In fact, she can't even pay back a debt for drinking. I have to go and clean up her mess."

She is truly a stupid, perverted, stinky old lolita woman.

Nan Xiaoxiang blinked, and seemed to be more interested in the Immortal Yu Ling that he mentioned.

"What kind of person is Master Chen's master?"

"You're not really thinking of her as your mother-in-law, are you?"

"...Can't we just not talk about my mother-in-law?"

"Then don't ask." Chen Yin shrugged. "Anyway, I'm just visiting there as a guest. Why do you care who she is?"

"Of course, if you really want to marry into Yushan, you can consider buying some good wine to honor her."

"Maybe if she's happy, she'll allow you to be my concubine." Chen Yin said with a smile.

Nan Xiaoxiang's eyes twitched visibly.

It was obvious that trying to maintain her smile had exhausted all her strength.

"Mr. Chen, you are joking. I have no plans to get married yet."

"Eh? Really? But Miss Nan is not young anymore, right?"

Chen Yin pretended to be exaggerated and said, "A normal girl can get married at the age of sixteen, right? Miss Nan is already twenty years old now. If she continues like this, won't she become an old leftover woman?"

Luoluo and Ye Lingling watched helplessly as the teacup in Nan Xiaoxiang's hand was almost cracked by her mortal body.

"No, please don't worry." She almost squeezed out these words from between her teeth.

Seeing that she was on the verge of going berserk, Chen Yin did not forget to add fuel to the fire:

"Although I am the only male in Yushan, my bed is big. Miss Nan, don't mind if you sleep with me at night."

Nan Xiaoxiang was finally defeated.

She stood up tiredly and said goodbye: "Mr. Chen, we have to travel tomorrow, so I will rest first. You should also rest early."

After saying that, Tao also left the house quickly.

Chen Yin drank his tea leisurely.

"Young Master, you are so bad." Luo Luo couldn't help but stick out her tongue.

"Will Luoluo hate bad boys?"

"No. Luoluo likes you no matter what you look like."

While the two were still being affectionate with each other, Qingying appeared at the door. She was looking in the direction where Nan Xiaoxiang left, deep in thought.

"What's wrong?" Chen Yin asked curiously, "Is there anything strange about Nan Xiaoxiang just now?"

"No."

Qingying said seriously, "I was just thinking, even Miss Nan, who used to be very good at talking, can't beat you now. Who should I find to learn from so that I can beat you in talking?"

Chen Yin also thought about it, and then answered her seriously:

"I don't know about that."

"But you can try to defeat me with your mouth."

Qingying frowned and was at a loss for a moment. When she saw Luoluo's slightly red cheeks and the smirk on Chen Yin's face, she suddenly understood.

"Chen! Yin!" She looked like a peacock with its feathers standing on end.

“Hey, hey, hey, I didn’t say anything.” He waved his hands quickly, “What pornographic waste did you come up with? Don’t blame me.”

"I'm going to bite you to death today!"

Unable to bear it any longer, Qingying finally rushed towards Chen Yin. Chen Yin was also quick-witted and ran away.

Ye Lingling, who was watching the two of them playing around, asked curiously, "Sister Luoluo, what is Brother Chen talking about?"

"You'll know when you grow up." Luoluo's pretty face also turned slightly red, and she became a little shy.

One hundred and sixty-seven, I promise you a night lamp, a good night's sleep without dreams

Yushan is filled with fairy air and the fragrance of misty flowers is everywhere.

"It is indeed a blessed place."

As soon as they entered Yushan, Nan Xiaoxiang's beautiful eyes began to ripple. The rich spiritual energy made her, a mere mortal, feel refreshed and energetic.

"Do the immortals live in this kind of treasure land all day long?"

"It's okay." Chen Yin blinked, "If you want to live here, just bring your dowry."

"I don't have any dowry. But if Mr. Chen needs a coffin, I will customize the best one for you." Nan Xiaoxiang retorted expressionlessly.

Then I really thank you. Chen Yin curled his lips.

Luoluo had been to Yushan before with Chen Yin, but she had never shown up, so it wasn't that new to her. Qingying, on the other hand, looked around curiously.

"Such a blessed place can be compared with the Wuling Sect. This is a good place that is good enough to establish a sect, but only your family lives there. Isn't it too extravagant?"

She thought for a moment and said, "However, looking at the world of immortal cultivation, only Immortal Yu Ling has the capital to do this."

Chen Yin didn't know how Yushan came about.

As far as I can remember, my master never mentioned anything about Yushan, as if she had always lived here.

However, for so many years, there are only myself and my master Xiang'er on this huge mountain. Although it is deserted, I am happy with the quietness.

Along the way, the breeze blew the flowers. The group first arrived at the foot of the cave, pushed the door open and entered, but Xiang'er was nowhere to be seen. I don't know where she went.

So Chen Yin took them up the mountain again and came to the cave where the master was surrounded by fairy air.

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In the hall, the master was holding a jar of wine, her pretty cheeks were flushed, and every burp she exhaled was filled with a strong smell of alcohol.

"Master, I've brought guests!" With a click, Chen Yin pushed the door open.

“Ah…what…”

The master raised his head drunkenly, and when he saw that there was someone following Chen Yin, he was stunned for a moment, then rubbed his eyes to make sure he was not hallucinating because he drank too much.

The next moment, she started screaming while holding the jar of wine.

"Woooa! Who are you? Don't steal my wine!"

Chen Yin: “…”

Nan Xiaoxiang: “…”

Qingying: “…”

This is the first impression that Yu Ling, the famous immortal in the entire world of immortal cultivation, gives to everyone.

The wide palace dress covered the little girl's petite body. She was drunk and holding the jar of wine. Her eyes were wide and fierce like a puppy guarding its food.

There is not the slightest bit of majesty in him, but rather he looks timid and yet deliberately courageous and cute.

Chen Yin was silent for a long time, coughed dryly, turned his head and said: "Although Master is indeed very irrelevant on weekdays."

"But I must clarify that today was really an accident."

Nan Xiaoxiang's beautiful eyes also showed a strange expression, but her expression remained the same: "It's okay, immortals should be more or less...different from ordinary people."

"And... um... how should I put it."

She hesitated for a long time before she managed to say, "It's a bit... cute."

Chen Yin: “?”

Qingying noticed the unfathomable aura of her master, which was like the abyss. Although she didn't say it, there was a hint of admiration in her eyes.

"Is this the number one person in the current world of immortal cultivation? Someone that even Chen Yin is afraid of?"

The system couldn't help but ask: "Why, what do you want to do?"

"I was thinking, if I become as powerful as Immortal Yu Ling, I can bully that stinky guy back."

system:"?"

Seeing that his master was still burping, Chen Yin could only sigh and tell everyone to take a seat and let Luo Luo make some tea.

He walked over, picked up his master, and walked towards the bedroom.

"Wow! You little brat! What are you doing! Don't you dare snatch my wine!"

The master's petite body struggled on Chen Yin's shoulders, still holding the wine jar tightly in her arms, and cried like a spoiled child:

"Put me down, you little brat! I can still drink!"

…Drink two more sips and reopen it, right? Sweating soybeans.

After much difficulty, I threw the master into the bedroom of the cave. The master burped, pouted in a daze, and shrank back holding the jar of wine.

The watery eyes on her rosy cheeks stared at Chen Yin timidly.

"You, why did you come back suddenly?"

"Let's talk about it when you wake up." Chen Yin sighed.

I hope that when you wake up, you can recall the scene of your social demise today.

The master said nothing, but just looked at him with a pout.

"Why did you drink so much today?"

"Master wants to drink! No!"

"I'm not in the mountains, and Xiang'er is not here either. Who will take care of you if you go out drinking?" Chen Yin helped her take off her coat while tidying up her bedding.

But the master still insisted, "Why! Don't let me be depressed alone!"

"Anyway, you little brat, you have someone else outside and you don't want to go home; Xiang'er also went to Wanxiang Pavilion to buy something."

"I am the only one in such a huge Yushan. I can't live alone."

She sounded very aggrieved when she spoke, and her eyes were wet, as if she was about to cry.

Chen Yin was speechless. How come he acted like an empty-nest elderly person?

"Okay, I'm back."

After much difficulty, I made the bed, changed her clothes down to her underwear, and tucked her into bed.

Chen Yin was about to pull his hand away, but was grabbed by a delicate little hand.

“…You are not allowed to leave.” The master suddenly lowered his head as if in a huff.

Chen Yin was stunned for a moment.

He had never seen his master like this before.

This old woman usually doesn't curse at people, but how could she have the time to look so weak and aggrieved?

If he hadn't been drunk, Chen Yin would have definitely suspected that this perverted old lolita woman was up to some bad idea again.

But this time he guessed not.

He gently ran his fingertips through his master's hair, tucked her hair behind her ears, and asked calmly:

"What's wrong."

"……unhappy."

"why?"

"I don't know. I'm just not happy."

She pursed her lips and said, "Can't I be unhappy without a reason?"

"of course can."

Chen Yin didn't say anything either, just sat quietly beside the bed.

The master's drunken eyes narrowed slightly, and he whispered, "I had a nightmare."

"What kind of nightmare?"