How to capture the system fairies as wives

Yu Xiang pouted in anger: "Xiang'er is not stupid."

"If Xiang'er wasn't stupid, she wouldn't have kept so many thoughts in her heart and refused to tell her brother, only digesting them silently by herself."

Xiang'er stopped walking and looked down at the gravel road at her toes.

"If Xiang'er is not stupid, she should know that the meaning of the existence of a senior brother is to help take care of the junior sister."

He said calmly: "You refuse to tell your senior brother anything, or I really annoy you and you don't like me."

"Either that or you are a hopelessly stupid girl."

Yu Xiang turned her back and bit her lips tightly to prevent herself from making any sound.

"But being a senior brother is unlucky."

Chen Yin sighed softly: "As a junior sister, you can be willful, act like a spoiled child, and get mad at your senior brother for no reason."

"But since I'm the senior brother, then it doesn't matter how upset or unhappy my junior sister is."

"I have to comfort her."

Treat her like a treasure and hold her in your hands.

I can't bear to see her suffer any injustice.

"There's nothing I can do. You're the only little sister in my family." Chen Yin smiled helplessly.

Yu Xiang opened her mouth slightly, but covered it suddenly the next moment.

…She almost couldn't help herself.

I couldn't help but tell him everything I wanted to say.

I couldn't help but want to put aside the system and the task, and be his little sister in his arms for the rest of my life.

But in the end, she endured it all.

She didn't say anything, but turned around with red eyes and hugged him gently.

"Brother, I..." She spoke with a slightly tearful voice.

Chen Yin shook his head: "I won't force you."

"Again. I'm always willing to listen whenever you want to talk."

Yu Xiang nodded gently, then leaned her little head on his chest.

Chen Yin didn't say anything either, and put his arms around her soft waist.

After hugging for a long time, Yu Xiang suddenly blushed and whispered:

"Brother...don't do anything bad."

"Ahem. It's a normal reaction." Chen Yin's expression remained unchanged, looking shameless.

Xiang Er raised her head shyly, her eyes flickering with tears:

"The atmosphere is so good... Senior brother, please don't do anything to ruin it."

"So, what is suitable for this kind of atmosphere?"

"Um... Senior Brother, close your eyes."

"Still closed? This isn't the first time. It's dark in the middle of the night—"

"Shut it!" Xiang'er's tone was a little coquettish.

Chen Yin had no choice but to close his eyes.

Yu Xiang stared at Chen Yin's quiet face and was stunned for a while.

Then he gently closed his eyes, stood on tiptoes and put his lips close to mine.

…Closing your eyes is like turning off the lights to the world.

In the darkness, we are all free.

You can do what you like without any restrictions and love the people you love.

Because after you open your eyes and turn on the lights, the world can still be busy.

No one remembers what happened when the lights were turned off.

-

The next day, Wanyun Mountain was decorated with lights and colorful decorations and was extremely lively.

The square's martial arts arena was filled with participating fairies and onlookers.

In the row closest to the middle, one could hear the eager voices: "Hey! Dear audience members! Buy now, buy now, buy now."

"Hey, young man, are you interested in placing a bet?"

Chen Yin's mind was still filled with memories of the softness of Xiang'er's lips last night, when he was suddenly grabbed by the arm by a young man in front of a small stall.

Seeing his enthusiastic look, Chen Yin hesitated for a moment and asked, "What are you betting on?"

"Betting on the outcome." The young man said, "It looks like this guy is playing for the first time."

"Look, we can open odds for all kinds of competitions, big and small. If you want to have fun, you can place two bets on your acquaintances, senior sisters and junior sisters; if you want to play big, we can also recommend a few favorite candidates for the championship."

Upon hearing about the favorites to win, Chen Yin immediately became interested: "Tell me about it?"

"Well, if we talk about the biggest favorites to win, there is no doubt that they are Shen Shuanglian, the Frost Moon Sword Fairy of the Wuling Sect, and Luo Qiaoqiao, the Luoshang Fairy of the Tianluo Sect."

The waiter said in a clear and logical manner: "These two are so beautiful that it is simply amazing that it takes away the beauty of heaven and earth. It seems shallow to praise them with words."

"In terms of strength, they are the chief disciples of famous and upright sects, with outstanding talents. Both of them have already entered the realm of no residue."

"The Wu Yu realm, which is the level of a junior elder in a sect. Many cultivators cannot reach this level in their lifetime. But he has reached it at such a young age."

"These two are almost destined for the finals. It's just that between the two fairies, I wonder who will win."

Chen Yin thought about the confrontation between the two of them in the woods outside the city that day, and couldn't help but cough lightly.

"Indeed, indeed...then the odds of these two people must be very stable."

"It's basically not profitable," the clerk explained, "but it's stable anyway, so everyone is happy to add some spice to it."

"I wonder who you want to bet on? If you have friends or family members participating in the competition, you can also place a bet."

Chen Yin casually glanced at the roster and saw Xiang'er's opponent, who was just an ordinary female cultivator. The odds of the two were similar, and it was obvious that no one was paying attention to either of them.

After casually placing two bets for Xiang'er, Chen Yin's eyes inadvertently swept across another name.

Changli Palace. Yin Mengwan.

The one fighting against her seemed to be a female cultivator who was somewhat famous in the world of immortal cultivation.

Probably because not many people have heard of the name of Changli Palace, the odds are surprisingly high, reaching as high as 12 to 1.

Such exaggerated odds can only be achieved by favorites like Shen Shuanglian and Luo Qiaoqiao.

"Have you made your choice, young man?" the waiter came up to him and asked attentively.

"Ah."

Chen Yin pointed to that column and said, "Press this one."

"Oh, young man, you really dare to risk a small fortune. But the female cultivator of Zhang Qing is the second senior sister of Xuanyun Sect, and her cultivation is also quite superb. But that Yin Mengwan from Changli Palace... I have never heard of this person."

"Maybe it's some great monk who lives in seclusion." Chen Yin smiled silently.

"All in. Bet everything on Yin Mengwan to win."

"What a courage! I'll make a note of it for you."

After Chen Yin placed his bet, he walked out for a long time before taking a deep breath.

...It's twelve to one.

If Xiang'er really concealed something this time, then I would make a lot of money.

It just so happened that I spent two hundred spirit stones yesterday and almost went bankrupt.

Xiang'er, my lucky goddess. In his heart, he held Xiang'er's portrait and kissed it crazily.

My brother's way to wealth depends on you.

22. Secret, hehe

Soon, the competitions in various arenas began.

Xiang'er's competition would not start for some time, so she ran away early, saying that she wanted to concentrate on preparation.

Of course Chen Yin knew that this was because she had to participate in the competition first as Yin Mengwan.

It just so happened that Yin Mengwan's competition arena was not far from where Chen Yin placed his bets, so he walked over to the arena and waited.

There were quite a few people gathered in front of the arena. They were obviously fellow disciples of the female cultivator from Xuanyun Sect named Zhang Qing, and they all came to cheer her on.

Chen Yin looked at those people quietly without saying a word.

Not long after, the guy who opened the betting market before also ran over and sat next to Chen Yin and waited, which made Chen Yin curious:

"Eh? What are you doing here? Don't you need to continue looking at the odds?"

"It's time to change shifts. The next shift won't be until the afternoon." The guy smiled and said, "I saw the guy betting before, and I got interested, so I came over to join in the fun."

"By the way, do you really think that girl named Yin Mengwan can win?"

"Who knows?" Chen Yin shrugged.

"Sometimes, when you get lucky, you have to want the money."

While the two were chatting, the two contestants had already entered the ring.

Although the female cultivator named Zhang Qing was not considered extremely beautiful, she was pretty and charming. Judging from the cheers from the audience, she was obviously a very popular girl in the sect.

In comparison, "Yin Mengwan", dressed in plain black clothes and with her face covered by a veil, looks much more mysterious.

After the two of them came on stage, Zhang Qing whispered, "Changli Palace... a sect I have never heard of."

"If you admit defeat and step down early, you can avoid being hurt by the sword."

Yu Xiang just replied coldly: "Shut up."

Zhang Qing was immediately filled with shame and anger. He stood up, raised his sword and was about to stab.

Yu Xiang simply raised her hand and grasped the air. The spiritual power that was so thick that it seemed to be tangible directly pressed Zhang Qing so hard that he could not move. He was lifted up as if his neck was strangled. He flapped his body weakly in the air, his face flushed red.

The next moment, she was thrown off the stage like garbage.

For a moment, the entire stands fell into dead silence.

The group of Xuanyun Sect disciples were stunned for a long time before they hurriedly went to check on the condition of their senior sister, and the referee was also stunned for a long time before slowly announcing the victory.

From beginning to end, Yu Xiang didn't say a word. After announcing the victory, she immediately turned around and left silently, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

In the stands, the young man stared with his eyes wide open. After a long time, he slowly swallowed his saliva and turned his head to look at Chen Yin in disbelief.

"Oh my god... You are so lucky, little brother! This female cultivator in black is actually a super expert!"

"How high must her realm be to exert that pressure just now? My cultivation is so low that I just felt like I couldn't breathe. I don't even know what level she has reached."

"12 to 1, this guy is going to make a killing this time!"

"Luck, luck." Chen Yin laughed, his eyes flashed imperceptibly, and he turned around and said hastily: "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. Remember to put my money in the account."

Then he left the stands in a erratic manner.

-

Just when Yu Xiang won her first victory under the name of "Yin Mengwan", an inconspicuous person suddenly left quietly among the crowd in the stands.

The man hurriedly avoided crowded places and was about to walk towards a secluded path.

"Hey hey hey! Brother, please stay!"

The man turned his head and saw Chen Yin approaching him with a warm face, hugging his shoulders affectionately, looking very familiar:

"Look at your imposing and noble bearing. You must be a genius from a famous and upright family."

"Meeting is destiny. I wonder if you are interested in the private photos of the participating fairies?"

Chen Yin had a lewd face like a man selling discs, and he laughed: "I have a lot of hard goods here, I guarantee you will be satisfied."

The man seemed confused as well, turned around and waved his hands with a look of disdain: "No, I'm not interested in this thing, don't bother me!"