How to capture the system fairies as wives

Fu Zhe stretched his neck, his eyes extremely sinister: "You should be satisfied that I have paid such a high price."

"If we don't hurry up, if something unexpected happens in Wuxuan Cave, I won't be able to control it in time."

The huge saber was suspended in the air, and the blade reflected a cold silver light under the moonlight.

"Go to the underworld and regret why you didn't join us in the gods!"

After saying this, he was about to draw his knife with a grim smile.

But the next moment, his face changed drastically, and he retreated hundreds of meters, directly to the side of the mountain.

A terrifying and creepy gully extended from where Fuzhe had stood before to the side of the mountain.

It was as if the mountain was split into two.

Qingying blinked, her brows slowly gathered together, and her lips pouted.

"...Can't you just stop being so slow every time?"

There was some annoyance and complaint in her voice, but it sounded more like a reproach.

"mine."

Chen Yin took off his coat and gently covered Qingying with it.

Qingying's pretty face was slightly stained with blood, but her enchanting eyes still stared at him resentfully.

"I'm telling you, I've lost a lot on this trip. If you don't compensate me properly—"

Before she could finish her words, she was suddenly pressed into Chen Yin's arms.

"Well!"

Her pretty face turned red, but she was covered so hard that she couldn't speak.

"Any compensation is fine."

Chen Yin's voice whispered softly in her ear:

"Wait till I kill him, and then we'll go back and talk."

207. I owe you a formal confession

Fuzhe stared at Chen Yin in the pit with a sinister look.

"...Chen, Yin."

He is someone that the Son of God sees as a thorn in his side, but is afraid of and dares not take action to get rid of.

Although he was not the Chosen One, he still killed several members of Kamisato.

He has always felt that those who are neither destined to be the ones nor have entered Taiqing are not to be feared.

But the sword that Chen Yin chopped down just now really shocked him.

...It's more than just the rhythm of the Tao. It's the sword force that can only be wielded by someone who has fully realized the Tao.

"impossible,"

He gnashed his teeth and said, "Even if the enlightened person has not reached the level of a flying immortal, he must have used a special secret method to suppress his peak Taiqing level."

"Your cultivation level is still only Upper Pure, how can you strike out such a terrifying sword?"

Chen Yin didn't even go to see him.

He looked at Qingying's injuries carefully, and after making sure that her life was not in danger, he turned his head and shook her off.

But just like that, Fuzhe's pupils suddenly contracted.

It was an unimaginable shock, and half of Fuzhe's body was smashed into blood foam by the sword light that was so fast that it was difficult to react.

This was because he reacted quickly enough and realized almost instantly that he needed to move to the side.

Otherwise, at this moment, unless he has extra Dan puppets to exchange for dead.

Otherwise, it wouldn’t just be his half that would be fried into minced meat.

"system!"

Fu Zhe's voice was filled with shock and anger, and a pill with a magical aura suddenly appeared in his hand. He swallowed it without hesitation, and his half-broken body slowly recovered visibly.

"This guy!? How come he's so strong?"

The system was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "If you don't want to die, you'd better leave quickly."

Fu Zhe gritted his teeth in anger and was about to roar in defiance when another sword light dilated his pupils.

It was so fast that it seemed to appear out of thin air.

At that moment, the life-and-death crisis was so intense that Fuzhe's scalp went numb.

He had never felt so close to death.

Not even the Son of God could make him feel so terrified.

At that moment, he was really scared.

He only had time to convey a thought to the system in his mind, and the system exchanged almost all of his remaining points for another Death Pill Puppet.

It was at the moment when the death pill puppet was exchanged.

His body exploded into pieces.

-

From beginning to end, Chen Yin didn't even raise his eyelids.

After raising his hands twice, he pressed Qingying into his arms again.

Qingying struggled for a while, but found that she couldn't move at all.

"Well!"

Qingying was a little uncomfortable.

It's not like she hasn't been in such close contact with Chen Yin before, she's even closer.

But this time, he held me so hard in his arms.

It feels amazing.

"what happened?"

"You, you hugged me too tight..."

Qingying lowered her head in panic: "...It hurts a little."

But Chen Yin still didn't let go.

"Why are you hugging me so hard?"

Although Qingying continued to insist, her voice gradually became softer.

She could feel why Chen Yin was hugging her so tightly.

...There's a feeling of fear that a beloved treasure will be shattered.

Qingying had never experienced this feeling before.

"you……"

Qingying hesitated for a while and whispered, "Are you worried about me?"

"What else?" Chen Yin frowned in dissatisfaction.

"But..." She lowered her head again, "But I never knew that I was so important to you that you were worried about me."

Qingying always felt that she was just a plaything for his entertainment.

His love for her was the same as a man's love for a woman's body. It was the entrustment of his younger brother, Achen.

But it shouldn’t be the most ordinary kind of liking.

It's not the kind of liking that one person has for another.

After all, sincerity is rare in this world.

He has been given to so many women, there should be no place for himself.

"I, I have nothing to worry about."

She said awkwardly, "I've suffered many minor injuries like this when I was at the secret door... After all, I'm paid to do this, and as your bodyguard, this little bit of risk is natural-"

She was halfway through her words when she saw Chen Yin's eyes and suddenly shrank back in fear.

Chen Yin frowned little by little.

"If you really think so," he said in a very serious tone, "I will need to give you a good ideological education lesson tonight."

With just one sentence, Qingying was so scared that she almost burst into tears: "What are you doing!"

"But, but I really thought so! Aren't you still holding a grudge against me for wanting to kill you, so you keep me around as a tool?"

Seeing her pouting lips and red eyes in grievance, Chen Yin looked a little angry and helpless.

"You actually think so?"

"Ah?" Qingying glanced at him cautiously, "No... isn't it?"

"If you really think so, why didn't you refuse when I bullied you that day?"

"I refused!"

Qingying grumbled something in protest, then lowered her head in annoyance: "Besides..."

"I just thought you never liked me."

"But I never said...I don't like you." Her voice became smaller and smaller, and her eyes moved to the side.

Chen Yin was stunned for a moment.

For some reason, this sweet and serious confession felt a little silly coming from her mouth.

But after thinking about it, Chen Yin felt it understood again.

This silly girl has always been so tongue-tied.

Every time I tease her with just a few words, I get so angry that I become embarrassed. I blush and can't say a word in rebuttal.

Every time I get angry at what they say.

Even if I was jealous, I could only watch angrily, and when the words came to my lips, they turned out to be insincere and stubborn.

...She has actually always been like this.

I just got used to her being like this and gradually ignored it.

Qingying lowered her head, feeling uneasy for a long time, when suddenly Chen Yin lifted her face up.

"What are you doing?"

She resisted somewhat embarrassedly: "Don't look... my face is so dirty."

Qingying knew that her face was always covered with blood stains that she hadn't had time to wipe off. It must have been dirty and not good-looking at all.

But Chen Yin looked at it very seriously.

Then, he gently lowered his head and kissed the blood at the corner of her mouth.

"ah!"

Qingying was like a frightened bird, flapping its wings desperately, but Chen Yin held it tightly, unable to move.

She could only let Chen Yin lick the blood from the corner of her mouth bit by bit.

Wherever his tongue licked, it felt like burning and unbearable.

Finally, when her face was almost steamed, Chen Yin slowly raised his eyes.

"…I was negligent."

"I always thought that your acquiescence that night meant you understood what I meant."

"Now that I think about it, I overestimated your emotional intelligence, stupid girl."

Qingying felt aggrieved and angry. She wanted to ask why he was scolding her again, but she didn't dare to open her mouth. She could only look at him angrily.

Chen Yin touched her hair and said softly: