How to capture the system fairies as wives

Only Chen Yin looked for a while and suddenly frowned.

...He could feel that Xiang'er's expression was not right at this moment.

Although her offensive was still orderly, Chen Yin had a hunch that Xiang'er seemed to be angry.

She wasn't happy at all.

Don't fight to win. Fight to avoid losing.

Chen Yin couldn't explain this feeling clearly, but it was a kind of telepathic feeling that he had after spending so many years with Xiang'er.

When everyone thought that the two were evenly matched and cheered enthusiastically, Chen Yin had already understood it clearly.

If the fight continues like this.

Within half an incense stick of time, Xiang'er will be defeated.

30. The Magical Power Changes

The truth was exactly what he thought.

After all, Shen Shuanglian's martial arts is the orthodox martial arts of the Wu Ling Sect. Even in today's world of immortal cultivation, the Wu Yue Qing Shuang sword technique is the most advanced sword technique.

In Shen Shuanglian's hands, this set of sword techniques was like an endless river. Even though Yu Xiang could counter each move and defuse the attack skillfully every time, there was no pattern between the moves and they were never coherent.

Over time, Shen Shuanglian's offensive became smoother and more fierce, but Yu Xiang's moves became more and more sluggish, and she showed a hint of decadence.

Yu Xiang remained silent and swung the sword in her hand with all her strength.

In the stands, many spectators gradually saw Yu Xiang's disadvantage, and the cheers for Shen Shuanglian from the audience became more and more frequent. They shouted Shen Shuanglian's name with a hint of enthusiasm and excitement.

Shen Shuanglian didn't seem to be affected by the cheers around her. She was still immersed in her every move, as if she was performing a graceful sword dance alone.

Finally, the sword moves failed to connect smoothly and Yu Xiang stumbled.

Shen Shuanglian would naturally not miss this excellent opportunity. With a sharp thrust of the sword, the tip of the sword easily pierced Yu Xiang's left shoulder.

Suddenly, bright red blood flowed out.

Yu Xiang staggered back a step, her beautiful eyes slightly frowned, she covered her shoulders with her hands and stared in silence.

And Shen Shuanglian did not seem to expect the other party to be so careless. Fearing that Yu Xiang was cheating, she did not pursue further, but stepped back and watched eagerly.

The audience in the audience was directly detonated by the sound waves caused by this sword.

"Sword Immortal of Frost Moon!!! Sword Immortal of Frost Moon!!!"

For a moment, the entire arena was filled with people shouting the name of Frost Moon Sword Immortal. The voices gradually gathered into a wave, resounding in unison.

Yu Xiang lowered her brows, covered her shoulders, turned her head and looked around.

...Everyone was shouting Shen Shuanglian's name.

It seemed as if he was not on stage to compete, but to celebrate Shen Shuanglian's victory.

Didn't care about her existence.

The wound on my shoulder still hurts.

When her mind was confused, Yu Xiang inadvertently turned her gaze to Chen Yin's direction.

Chen Yin looked out of place in the frenzy of the crowd. He did not stand up with the people around him to cheer Shen Shuanglian's name, but sat motionless in his seat with a deep frown.

Yu Xiang opened her mouth slightly, but no sound came out.

…She knew what she was expecting.

But she also knew that this was impossible.

The one on the stage now was Yin Mengwan, a mysterious female cultivator of unknown origin, not his doting junior sister Xiang'er.

He won't cheer for himself.

No one will cheer for you.

It would be better to say that it was from the moment the system chose her to be the villain.

Her life was destined to be one of loneliness, stumbling on the road of revenge.

……

"But, Senior Brother." She suddenly murmured to herself in a very soft voice.

"Only this time. Only in front of my brother."

...Xiang'er doesn't want to lose.

The system seemed to have sensed something and suddenly panicked: "Wait, what are you going to do?"

Yu Xiang didn't say anything.

Her sword once again entangled Shen Shuanglian, and Shen Shuanglian fought with her again without fear.

Yu Xiang's sword seemed to be no different from before, and could not put any pressure on Shen Shuanglian. But after turning around, Yu Xiang's sword suddenly changed.

Her moves suddenly changed from being strange and ethereal at the beginning to being domineering and ruthless, with an extremely evil sharpness.

Even Yu Xiang's eyes were covered with a layer of darkness and depth.

This sudden change caught everyone by surprise. Even Shen Shuanglian was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, the sword in his hand was suddenly swung away.

And at the moment Yu Xiang made his move, Chen Yin's eyes suddenly closed.

At the same time, on the top floor of Wanxiang Pavilion, in the misty clouds, several surprised voices suddenly came: "Huh? This, this is..."

"Quick! Stop the game!"

But before she finished her words, the sword in Yu Xiang's hand was already wrapped in endless netherworld power, as fast as lightning, and fiercely stabbed in front of Shen Shuanglian. Shen Shuanglian, who was unable to dodge, had to grit his teeth and hold the long sword horizontally in front of him.

She knew that if she was hit by this sword, she might be seriously injured, but she had no other choice.

When she closed her eyes and prepared to withstand the impact, the expected severe pain did not come.

Instead, there was a faint sigh.

"……Ugh."

After Shen Shuanglian opened her eyes, she was completely stunned.

Not only her, but even Yu Xiang who was sitting opposite her, had her sword hand frozen in mid-air.

The tip of her sword was gently held by a pair of fingers. The owner of the hands was a face she was so familiar with that it would appear in her dreams.

Chen Yin took the sword nonchalantly and looked at her.

His eyes were filled with indescribable complexity.

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For a moment, the entire arena was silent.

Most of the audience did not realize what was happening. In their eyes, Yin Mengwan, who had been at a disadvantage, suddenly attacked. When she was about to gain the upper hand, she was suddenly stopped by a man of unknown origin.

After a brief silence, the whispers from the audience became louder and louder.

Chen Yin held the sword in one hand and looked at Yu Xiang calmly.

Shen Shuanglian behind him stared blankly at his back, as if she had lost the ability to move.

Yu Xiang also seemed to panic all of a sudden, her eyes became flustered and fragile, and she almost couldn't help but say: "Master..."

"Ms. Yin, our Fairy Convention is just a competition after all, not a fight to the death. Why do you have to risk your life like this?"

Chen Yin smiled softly: "How about we calm down and fight slowly?"

...Of course he didn't do it for this reason.

Chen Yin had been staring at Yu Xiang since she started to look strange. He knew that Xiang Er had always been an emotional child, and although he didn't know what was wrong with her, he was a little worried.

Therefore, he is ready to take action at any time.

The moment Yu Xiang changed her martial arts technique, Chen Yin instantly realized what was happening.

The only thing that can truly compete with the Wu Yue Qing Shuang Sword Art is the legendary magic skill, the Qu Ming Jue.

But it is a magic skill after all.

Perhaps Xiang'er could not help but expose her skills and fight Shen Shuanglian in public just for the sake of a momentary pride, but this would mean that she would expose her identity as the Holy Maiden of Demonic Path.

Exposing one's identity in such a high-profile occasion, especially in the Wanxiang Pavilion not far away, there are a group of elder-level monks watching closely.

The consequences would be truly disastrous.

So, he took the initiative to stop Xiang'er.

However, he was not sure whether the elders had noticed Xiang'er's abnormal behavior, so he was still a little nervous at this time.

But at this moment, a slightly majestic voice sounded in the air:

"I declare that the game is suspended!"

...It's broken. Chen Yin sighed in his heart.

Amid the discussions among the audience, several figures with immortal looks slowly landed on the stage and surrounded Yu Xiang.

Among them, there was Wan Yunhai, the head of Wanxiang Pavilion, and several people wearing similar clothes, while the rest were dressed differently. Chen Yin even saw an old man who was dressed exactly like Shen Shuanglian before. He must be the elder of the guard team of the Wuling Sect.

As soon as everyone showed up, an invisible pressure descended, making the atmosphere in the field a little frozen and suffocating.

Shen Shuanglian recovered from her initial stupor and quickly bowed to the old man who was wearing similar clothes as hers: "Elder Mojie."

The skinny old man named Mo Jie nodded slightly, turned his head and continued to stare at Yu Xiang with a fierce look.

At this time, the system was still whispering desperately in Yu Xiang's ear: "It's over... How did your identity get exposed so quickly... Now, let alone following the plot record, it's even more difficult for you to escape from so many righteous elders!"

But Yu Xiang seemed not to hear it.

From the moment the elder named Mo Jie appeared, Yu Xiang's eyes never left him.

She opened her eyes as wide as she could, staring at the man with an exaggerated dead silence, and countless emotions flashed in her eyes.

Angry. Resentful. Mad. Vicious.

All the dark emotions gathered in her pupils, reflecting the figure of the old man.

That figure is the one that has lingered in every nightmare of mine for the past decade.

I will forget this figure for the rest of my life.

She could hardly control her emotions, and the sword in her hand began to tremble slightly.

Finally, it was Mo Jie who spoke in a low voice:

"Girl, where are you from? Do you know what technique you just used?"

Yu Xiang bit her lips tightly, her eyes gradually became bloodshot, and she said nothing.

At the side, a servant respectfully handed Wan Yunhai a list. After taking a quick glance, Wan Yunhai read softly:

"Changli Palace... Changli Palace?"

The elders beside him also looked strange and began to whisper to each other:

"Changli Palace?! Could it be that person from a few years ago..."

"Shh...you can't say it..."

Especially Mo Jie, when he heard the name of Changli Dian, his expression changed several times, from surprise to silence, and finally with a hint of imperceptible emotion.

"Bold evil witch!" he suddenly shouted.

"I never thought that you, the demon sect, would be so bold as to dare to attend the Fairy Conference in front of so many fellow disciples of the righteous sect?"

"If it weren't for this little brother's quick eyes and hands, he wouldn't have let your vicious magic succeed. Wouldn't our eldest disciple have been killed by you today?"

For a moment, the whole place was in an uproar.

Countless people in the audience began to whisper to each other: "Demon Path? What's going on? Is this Fairy Yin Mengwan a member of the Demon Path?"

"Changli Temple... I seem to have some impression of it. Is it the sect whose leader went astray and caused the annihilation of all the members of the sect more than ten years ago?"

"So there are still descendants of that sect left? And they are actually related to the Demonic Path?"

For a moment, countless noises and criticisms flooded the place.

Yu Xiang stood on the field, her body trembling slightly, her eyes filled with both anger and a hint of fear.

She looked at Chen Yin almost instinctively, with a pleading and helpless look in her eyes.