How to capture the system fairies as wives

"But I can't live without my family. Without you." He said, staring intently at Yu Xiang's face.

The familiar warmth of a broad palm came from above her head. The warm feeling, like a faint flame, almost made Yu Xiang burst into tears.

She covered her mouth desperately, lowered her head, and drops of crystal liquid splashed on the ground.

"Senior brother..."

"Let's go. Go home with brother." Chen Yin said to her seriously.

Before Yu Xiang could even open her mouth, the system started yelling crazily:

"Think it over carefully! If you still stubbornly refuse to follow the plot record, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Don't think your senior brothers and master are so powerful. If they really push me to the limit, none of them will survive!"

Yu Xiang's body trembled slightly.

Over the years, she has seen the strange power of the system countless times. It is a power that does not belong to this world at all, and all the cultivation in this world is meaningless to it.

She didn't dare to gamble. What if the system was really desperate and was determined to disappear with her senior brother and master?

"It seems that our Saint Lady is still unable to make up her mind."

The Demonic Sect Master, who was getting impatient waiting, finally spoke: "Boy, if you don't have the ability, don't pretend to be cool here."

"It's almost time for fun. I can spare your life for the sake of the Saint. But if you disturb the Saint again, it will affect the great plan of my magic sect for thousands of years."

"Then... don't blame me for being ruthless." His eyes slowly turned cold.

Chen Yin just raised his eyelids and glanced at him lightly.

Then he withdrew his gaze and looked at Yu Xiang again.

"Xiang'er, are you really unwilling to go back with Brother?"

There was already a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

Yu Xiang suddenly became like a frightened little animal, shaking her head desperately: "No, no..."

"I don't hate you, I just..."

She pursed her lips tightly, but her tears still flowed out as if the thread had broken.

"...I'm sorry." She suddenly squatted down slowly, hugged her knees and sobbed.

"Xiang'er is really a coward...I really don't dare to gamble..."

Chen Yin slowly squatted down and patted her back gently and soothingly.

"Xiang'er, what are you afraid of?"

"Xiang'er is not afraid of death..."

She slowly revealed a pair of tear-stained eyes and looked at Chen Yin wetly.

"...Xiang'er's biggest fear is that she will never see her senior brother again."

She cried feeling very aggrieved.

Chen Yin suddenly remembered that when he was a child on Yushan Mountain, if he played a prank too much, Xiang'er would find a place where no one was around and cry loudly.

Every time she cried until her eyes were red and swollen, and she felt so aggrieved, but there was always a little stubbornness in her heart. If Chen Yin didn't find her, she would never go back on her own initiative.

Even if I cry all night in the wilderness.

But Chen Yin was able to find her every time.

Every time, when Yu Xiang cried until her voice became hoarse, Chen Yin's guilty voice suddenly sounded beside her:

"I'm sorry, Xiang'er...it's my fault, brother."

"Don't cry, I'll take you home and make you something delicious."

Every time this happened, Xiang'er would pout in grievance and whisper, "Stinky Senior Brother. Xiang'er will never forgive you."

But she held Chen Yin's little hand so tightly.

Afraid of loosening even a little.

Just like today.

Xiang'er just hugged her knees and cried aggrievedly like the little girl back then.

Nothing has changed.

The boy will eventually find the crying girl and take her home.

"...Okay. Don't cry, Xiang'er."

Chen Yin said gently, "Since Xiang'er can't make a decision, let Senior Brother take the blame."

Yu Xiang's crying gradually subsided. She slowly raised her little head and looked at Chen Yin blankly.

"I can't help it. You are my only junior sister in the family."

"If I don't take you back, Master will get angry."

Chen Yin slowly stood up and, in full view of everyone, turned his head to look at the leader of the Demonic Sect.

"Hey. The one in black over there."

The Demon Sect leader narrowed his eyes.

"I'm sorry, brother."

Chen Yin grinned at him brightly:

"this person."

"... I snatched it away, young master."

71. System Backlash

I snatched this person away.

Chen Yin said this so easily.

After he finished speaking, the huge Demonic Hall fell into a brief silence.

The Demonic Leader stared at him blankly for a long time before suddenly bursting into laughter.

"Hahaha, are you kidding me?"

"I'm not kidding, of course."

Chen Yin shrugged: "I only have this little sister. What else can I do if I don't take her home to be my wife?"

Yu Xiang's tears were still wet as she just stared at Chen Yin blankly.

"Oh?"

The Demonic Dao Master raised his eyebrows and said slowly:

"Are you so confident that you can snatch this person from me?"

"I don't know if I can snatch it away."

Chen Yin's smile faded a little: "But if you don't let him go, you might die."

"Really? Then I'll have to learn from you."

After saying this, he slowly stood up and took a step forward.

At the moment this step was taken, a heavy stomping sound resounded in the hearts of everyone in the audience at the same time.

It was like this step was stepping on everyone's heart.

The extreme pressure almost instantly changed Yu Xiang's face. She struggled to stand up and tried to block Chen Yin:

"Stop! If you dare to touch him, don't blame me for the consequences!"

Shen Shuanglian, who was standing in the audience, also jumped lightly and went straight to Chen Yin's side, whispering:

"The opponent is very likely a powerful cultivator in the Taiqing Realm. If he has also realized the Dao rhyme, the sword you learned may not be able to deal with him."

Chen Yin nodded: "Indeed."

“Although that sword contains the rhythm of Taoism, it is still a bit difficult to face a great cultivator in the Great Purity Realm.”

"Fortunately." He lowered his eyebrows slightly, and the flawless white jade glazed sword slowly flew out from his sleeves.

The spotless Changming Sword lay before Chen Yin. He held the sword in one hand, and there was still no fear on his face.

"...I never said that I only know that one sword."

Shen Shuanglian stared at him in a daze.

"Since you are so confident, let me see what you can do!"

The Demonic Leader took a few steps slowly, with a hint of murderous intent between his brows, and a black ball as silent as the void slowly emerged in his hand.

The moment the black ball appeared, all the candles in the hall were extinguished, and the huge palace seemed to fall into endless darkness, as if all the light was absorbed by the black ball.

In the darkness, Chen Yin's voice rang in the ears of Shen Shuanglian and Yu Xiang:

"Stay away. Protect yourself."

Yu Xiang wanted to say something, but Shen Shuanglian pulled her hand and pulled her away to a very far place.

"Senior Brother, he——"

"Trust him." Shen Shuanglian whispered. "That's enough."

The black ball in the Demon Master's hand slowly expanded, and an extremely oppressive aura spread over it.

As the black ball expanded, the dilapidated and desolate wind slowly spread out, and the entire Demonic Hall suddenly became as if it had been abandoned for hundreds of years, filled with an indescribable feeling of decay.

He held the black ball in one hand and stood proudly with his other hand behind his back, speaking in a cold tone:

"You have one last chance to regret."

Chen Yin stretched his neck and said to himself with a satisfied look on his face, "Ah. It feels good to have nothing to worry about."

This is not Yushan. There is no need to worry about the power of the sword being too strong and destroying the mountain and being scolded by the master.

There was no one to worry about accidentally hurting anyone. Xiang'er and the eldest sister both sensibly retreated to a distance.

Except in the scroll space, this was the first time that Chen Yin could use these three sword moves so unscrupulously.

That feeling is indescribably comfortable.

"I say, why do you guys always like to give others chances?"

Chen Yin raised his sword with a smile, and said in a relaxed tone: "You don't really think that anyone would cherish this lousy opportunity of yours, do you?"

"No way, no way? That's really disgusting."

The Demon Sect leader's eyes were gloomy and his aura was a little bit ferocious.

"You like making noise? Then die!"

The black ball flew out of his hand as if it had lost its restraint. The pressure emanating from it skyrocketed exponentially and absorbed everything around it in a blink of an eye.

The terrifying power, which was similar to that of a black hole, forced everyone present, whether ordinary magic cultivators or elders, to crawl on the ground and desperately resist this power.

Chen Yin stood motionless in front of the black ball, looking at it calmly.

The Changming sword in his hand made a buzzing sound.

"Sorry for the long wait." He lowered his head and said silently to the Changming Sword.

You have been looking forward to this day and have hated it for a long time.

He slowly raised the sword, and a vague aura slowly spread over the sword.

It was an obscure and mysterious breath, carrying an ancient simplicity and ageing feeling like that of the ancient times, but it gradually became stronger and hotter.

The blade of the Changming Sword, which was made of glazed glass, gradually became brighter, like a bright lamp in the dark night.

Brighter and brighter, brighter and brighter.

From a tiny firefly, it grows like the bright moon, and finally becomes the scorching and dazzling sun.

There is no light in eternity, but the stars shine forever.

"——The second sword." Chen Yin murmured softly.

The next moment, a bright sword light suddenly burst out.