How to capture the system fairies as wives

"And couldn't you have stabbed it with some aesthetic appeal? Look at the bloody mess down there. I can't describe it in detail or broadcast it. I can't even use mosaics."

The black shadow seemed to be angry. He retracted the dagger and silently practiced his skills. The next moment, the dagger whistled like a dragon and flew straight to Chen Yin's forehead.

But this time, the dagger did not penetrate.

Instead, it was firmly clamped by a pair of fingers, not moving at all.

"No, what's the matter? Are you addicted to stabbing?"

Chen Yin glared at her unhappily: "That's enough, do you really think I have no temper?"

"This is impossible!"

The shadow was now somewhat doubtful and asked hurriedly: "How come you can't die? Are you also a destiny person?"

"The Chosen One?" Chen Yin blinked. "What Chosen One?"

The two of them suddenly stared at each other in a stalemate.

"...System." The black shadow asked anxiously in his heart.

"What's going on? Isn't he the Chosen One?"

"No." The system also said in surprise, "What's going on? This person has never appeared in the plot records? I haven't heard of such a situation either."

"so what should I do now?"

"How about... the wind blows?"

The shadow tried to pull out the dagger, but Chen Yin held it firmly. The shadow gritted his teeth, threw the dagger away, and turned away.

But before he could run two steps, Chen Yin's frivolous voice sounded behind him:

"Hey, hey, hey, don't go. You're stabbing someone and then leaving. Are you trying to escape after committing a crime?"

As soon as she took a step forward, she suddenly felt a sharp pain throughout her meridians, causing her to fall to the ground with a gasp.

"This! What's going on?" The black shadow looked inward with doubt at his meridians that were blocked by the inexplicable sword energy, "System, why don't you unlock it quickly?"

“I can’t solve it!”

The system also started to curse: "Damn, why is this person so evil? Why can't I even use the power of the system to intervene?"

At this time, Chen Yin had already walked over leisurely. Although the clothes on his chest had been completely shattered, the wound had strangely healed.

"You stab someone without saying a word, and then you want to run away? There's no such thing as a beautiful thing."

"Why are you wearing this thing and not letting me see your face? Just take a look, it's okay."

As he spoke, Chen Yin took the thing off her face.

Suddenly, a cold and beautiful female face was revealed. There was a hint of evil in her angry eyes and eyebrows. Her whole face was as cold as frost, but with a kind of arrogance and loneliness.

Her skin was so white that it looked sickly, as if she had not been exposed to the sun for years. Her figure was soft yet agile, with a smooth beauty and charm.

She is still a rare beauty.

Chen Yin just glanced at her briefly, then picked up the thing she had worn on her face and looked at it carefully.

...It was a mask. It was somewhat similar to my own.

This was quite strange to him. He immediately went over and asked, "Where did you get this thing?"

The woman ignored him, but looked angrily in her beautiful eyes and turned her head away gently.

"You won't say it, right?"

Chen Yin immediately rubbed his hands with a smile: "Then don't blame me, the 'evil demon', for my vicious methods."

As he said this, he picked up the woman, turned his head to look at the empty corridor, then secretly found an empty room, tied her up tightly and threw her in.

As soon as the door was closed, Chen Yin began to take off his clothes neatly.

His movements were so skillful that the woman was stunned for a moment, and then she shouted in shock and anger:

"What are you doing! Are you looking for death, you lecherous thief?"

"What do I want to do?"

Chen Yin walked towards her with a lewd smile: "Of course it is——"

"——Change your clothes."

The woman was stunned for a moment.

"No, it was you who poked my clothes like this."

Chen Yin picked up the tattered piece of clothing and said depressedly, "I didn't bring many clothes with me when I went out. I finally found one I liked, and you ruined it like this."

"If I didn't have something important to do right now, I might tear your clothes too."

The woman glared at him with shame and anger, her eyes looked like she wanted to eat him.

After picking up a piece of magic monk's clothes, Chen Yin regained his normal appearance and said softly: "Just wait here, I will come to find you later, understand?"

"It's best not to make too much noise and get discovered by other demon cultivators. Otherwise, they may not be as gentle as I am."

After saying that, Chen Yin ignored the strong emotions in the woman's eyes, tied her up roughly, and then found a large empty storage box and threw her in.

After opening the door and checking that there was no one around, Chen Yin whispered a few words to Luo Luo to keep an eye on the place, then hurried back to the kitchen to make tea.

-

In the saint's room, Yu Xiang was sitting at the table with a look of displeasure on her face.

"...It seems that it is difficult to shirk the responsibility of the underworld sacrifice."

"This is such a disgusting sacrificial ceremony, and they still want me to show up. I really don't know what the Taoist master is thinking."

"Little ancestor, please stop causing trouble."

The system pleaded in her ear: "It's just a festival. If you don't like it, you can just go there and take a nap."

"Please don't get into trouble with the Demon Sect again, otherwise I really can't stand it."

Yu Xiang did not respond to it, but just snorted softly, frowned and muttered to herself:

"Where's my tea? Why hasn't Zhao Han brought it up yet?"

At this moment, there was a gentle knock on the door.

"Come in."

After opening the door, Chen Yin bowed respectfully, walked in with a pot of tea, and whispered:

"Your Highness, your tea is here."

Chen Yin was also afraid that his words and actions would reveal a flaw, so he only dared to sneak a glance at Yu Xiang out of the corner of his eye.

At this time, Xiang'er was still wearing the green silk dress, but there was no longer the gentleness and tenderness between her brows that she had when she was with herself. Instead, there was a hint of hostility, as if she was keeping everyone at a distance.

But at the moment, Xiang'er seems to be in good spirits and it is obvious that she is not having a bad time in the magic world.

Yu Xiang gently took the tea and said unhappily, "Why is the tea coming so slowly?"

"It's my fault. I didn't pay attention to the temperature when I was making tea. The first pot dried up. That's why I'm a little late."

Chen Yin tried hard to lower his voice so that Yu Xiang wouldn't be able to hear anything wrong.

Chen Yin waited until Yu Xiang finished sipping a cup of tea before he finally heard a sentence:

"This tea is quite good. Bring me another pot."

"Yes."

Chen Yin bowed his head respectfully, turned around and took only two steps, but suddenly heard a creepy voice behind him:

"Wait a moment."

Chen Yin paused, turned back without changing his expression, and asked, "Does the Saint have any other instructions?"

"Who are you? Why have I never seen you at the main altar before?"

Yu Xiang frowned and asked, "And what about Zhao Han? Where did he go?"

"I used to be from the Xiangcheng branch temple. These past two days, I have been here with the temple master to observe the Nether Festival, and I am also doing odd jobs for Brother Zhao Han."

Chen Yin's answer was flawless, and his flattering tone was exactly the same as Zhao Han's.

Yu Xiang narrowed her eyes slightly, and nodded after a moment: "Xiangcheng..."

"What was Xiangcheng like before you came?"

"Xiangcheng has been under martial law for a long time, and I came to the main altar to avoid the limelight. I wonder what Her Highness the Saint wants to know?"

"I want to ask if you have seen... um..."

Yu Xiang hesitated for a moment, then slowly shook her head: "Forget it, it's okay."

"You go out."

"Yes." Chen Yin nodded, then respectfully left the room.

After Chen Yin left, Yu Xiang sighed with some disappointment.

"I wonder if Senior Brother is still in Xiangcheng now? Or has he already returned to the mountain?"

"Who knows, maybe he's having fun with another girl?" the system added, fanning the flames.

It thought Yu Xiang would curse back as usual, but she just lowered her head indifferently and said nothing.

Her eyes were filled with sadness.

...Senior Brother.

Even if there are other girls with you, it doesn’t matter.

As long as you are happy.

If I could occasionally recall that I still have a little junior sister like Xiang'er.

Xiang'er was then satisfied.

65. The only person who came out alive from there

Chen Yin closed the door and left the room, sighed softly, and was about to turn around when he suddenly saw a big face approaching.

"Woo wow! Brother Zhao Han, you scared me to death."

"You kid, it's okay."

Zhao Han smiled and said, "I have made countless pots of tea for the Saint in various ways, but she has never been satisfied with any of them."

"I heard everything. You are really amazing. With just one move, the Saint Lady wants to drink more."

"Luck, luck, haha." Chen Yin scratched his head awkwardly.

...I can't tell you that the tea that the saint you mentioned has been drinking for so many years since she was a child was all brewed by me, right?

"Okay, stop being so ungrateful."

Zhao Han said carelessly, "Hurry up and make another pot. If you can please the Saint, you will have a bright future."

"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

After saying that, he walked away slowly, humming a little tune.

Chen Yin stared at his back and slowly put away his smile.

He looked calmly in the direction where Zhao Han left, thought for a moment, went back to the kitchen, made another pot of tea and sent it to Yu Xiang, then came to the room where the mysterious woman was locked up before.

As soon as he entered the room, Chen Yin relaxed and spoke to Luo Luo who was hiding in the void beside him:

"No one has been here?"

"Well, no."

"That's good."

He dragged the woman out of the box and threw her on the ground, then sat down on the chair carelessly.

"Okay. I'm finally free."

"Let me think about how to deal with you." He looked at the woman with a playful expression.

The woman's beautiful eyes were filled with anger, and if her mouth had not been blocked, she would have probably bitten her teeth to pieces.

"Luoluo, do you know what girls are most afraid of?"