I am a villain and have been captured. Why are the fairies asking me to come out?

Chapter 142: Sword Spirit is Afraid

"She's dead?"

At this moment, only Yan Mobai was in the mood to ask this question. Yi Niaoniao was afraid that the leader would be captured by Qian Qiuxue, An Xiaoyu was afraid that Yi Niaoniao would be taken away by the leader who was captured by Qian Qiuxue, and Li Yulo was stunned by Dan Zhenzhen's simple and neat death.

It was not until they heard Yan Mobai's voice that they thought whether Shan Zhenzhen was still alive.

How could someone like Dan Zhenzhen die so easily?

Li Yuluo saw his master shook his head, then nodded.

"Dan Zhenzhen is indeed dead," she said, "but it was only Dan Zhenzhen who came to Jiuling Town to cause trouble that died."

This contradictory statement made Li Yuluo very confused. She did not understand what her master meant. She only felt that the cold tone in her master's voice when he mentioned Shan Zhenzhen was a little scary, as if he was really angry with that person.

"Master..."

She tenderly hugged the leader's arms and habitually wanted to hide behind him, but suddenly she recalled the time when she saw the blonde woman in the cabin in the mountains, and she instinctively stood in front of the leader.

Although she was facing different people and different things, the scene in front of her still made the girl feel strangely familiar. Recalling her desire to protect the leader at that time, she realized that she hadn't felt that way for a long time.

Ever since her cultivation level fell and the person who protected the leader changed to the person who protected her, Li Yulo gradually got used to this kind of life. Now that she realized it, the girl broke into a cold sweat over her own change.

If I continue to cower behind the leader like a little woman, I will drag him down one day...

You have to become powerful, at least as powerful as Sister Yi.

While others were worried, the girl's light purple eyes were in a daze. When she recalled the secret she discovered at Yaoguang base last night, Li Yulo's fair face suddenly flushed. She lowered her head, clenched her hands, and secretly made a decision.

Qian Qiuxue's gaze swept over her body imperceptibly. When she saw her intact Yuan Hai that was nurtured by the immortal essence, a hint of warmth flashed in her scarlet eyes. Then she looked at the little head that peeked out from behind the leader's neck, and her gaze suddenly turned cold.

This stare frightened Yi Niaoniao so much that her twin ponytails stood up. She didn't know whether to hide or not. She just stood there like a motionless little doll, and tears began to well up in her big amber eyes.

"Sword spirit?"

No emotion could be heard from Qian Qiuxue's mumbling. Her gaze turned to the Sealed Knife hanging beside her. When she reached out to take the Sealed Knife, she saw Yan Mobai had already grasped it in his hand.

This time, not only Yi Niao Niao, but also An Xiaoyu, who had been standing by without saying a word, was startled.

You know, Qian Qiuxue hated the leader of the Demon Sect, so she asked the two of them to assassinate him together. As a result, the leader not only escaped from Yuheng Xianzong, but also kidnapped Qian Qiuxue's disciple...

Now he is deliberately going against Qian Qiuxue. Isn't he afraid of being slapped to death by her?

An Xiaoyu knew that after Qian Qiuxue captured the leader today, it would be impossible for her to release Yi Niaoniao unharmed. It was more likely that she would accuse Yi Niaoniao of having an affair with the leader of the Demon Cult, and then lock her up together in the Yuheng Immortal Sect.

Originally, she was planning to find a reason to ask Qian Qiuxue for mercy. No matter how weak Niaoniao's cultivation was, she was at least the leader of the Yaoguang Sect and mastered the secret method of sealing the heaven and earth. She could help the immortal sect a lot. In addition, with the Qingyun Sword Sect behind her, it was worth Qian Qiuxue doing her a favor.

But now... Not only did the leader refuse to give in, but he also took the initiative to provoke this crazy woman! An Xiaoyu was shocked and angry. The leader was slapped to death. Didn't Niao Niao suffer for no reason?

She gritted her teeth, waved her sleeves and stood up. Just as she was about to say something good for this troublemaker, she saw some subtle changes on the face of the silver-haired woman surrounded by moonlight. When she wanted to take a closer look in disbelief, the changes disappeared from Qian Qiuxue's face.

Did she see it wrong?

An Xiaoyu was so surprised that she even forgot to plead for the leader.

She tried hard to recall the scene she had just seen. That touch of sorrow and grievance was as incompatible with Qianqiuxue as winter flowers and summer snow.

These expressions may be as common as putting on makeup for ordinary women, but for a dignified Yuheng Sect Master, what kind of sad grievance is worthy of appearing on her face?

While she was stunned, the leader's voice came to her ears.

"In order to save Yu Luo and me, Sect Master Yi was plotted against by the Demon Cult's guardian Shan Zhenzhen. Now she has demoted herself to a sword spirit and serves me as her master. Although I feel guilty about this, since I am her sword master, I cannot watch her being held in the hands of others. Please forgive me, Sect Master."

Yan Mobai's fingers were on the hilt of the knife, and the little girl who was curled up behind his neck also felt the warm and powerful feeling. Her big eyes trembled, and she freed herself from the stiff doll state, slowly crawled to the leader's shoulder, tilted her little head slightly, and nestled on his neck.

"Yes... the leader is my master now..." Yi Niao Niao tried hard to suppress her fear of Qian Qiuxue and looked at her with wide eyes, "You... what do you want to do to us?"

Just like when their identities were revealed in front of the clinic a few days ago, the little vixen was holding the leader's hand, and the leader was holding the little vixen in his arms. In fact, Yi Niao Niao had always been watching their little actions, the comforting words written on the palms, the sticky hugs and kisses, these doting actions were just to reduce the little vixen's fear of her, but who had ever considered whether she would feel bitter in her heart.

Now she finally tasted the feeling of being pampered by the leader, although it was not much, but at least...she would no longer be afraid when facing Qian Qiuxue.

Qian Qiuxue kept staring at her, her red pupils were filled with silver at some point, half and half clearly mixed together, making her look even colder.

Yi Niaoniao couldn't understand the emotions in Qian Qiuxue's eyes, but she could sense that they didn't mean well. She was like a mother wolf whose cubs had been stolen, and she wanted to tear her into millions of pieces.

"Gudu..."

The little knife spirit swallowed her saliva. She had never seen anyone who could be alive after being targeted by this crazy woman. Even the leader of a sect with great cultivation had fallen into her clutches, let alone her, a poor, weak and helpless knife spirit.

But even so, she would not watch the leader being captured by Qian Qiuxue. This was her cake. She had foolishly given the cake to someone else a month ago. This time... she would never let it go so easily.

“No…” The little knife spirit stood up from the leader’s shoulder with trembling legs and shouted loudly, “Don’t hurt my master!”

"I see."

Qian Qiuxue suddenly sighed softly, and Yi Niaoniao was so scared that her whole sword spirit trembled. Thinking of Shan Zhenzhen's quick death just now, she couldn't help but get scared.

What was even more difficult for her to accept than not being able to eat the cake was undoubtedly that someone took her away just as she was about to lick the cake.

There was clearly hope of returning to her own body, and she was only a little bit away from being intimate with her master, so why... did Qian Qiuxue chase after her at this time?

Author's words: Let me add one more setting. According to the status of Niao Niao sword spirit, she is 20 centimeters tall. Don't think of her as too small.

Chapter 143: Unredeemed Sins

To others, Qian Qiuxue seemed to be a talkative person, but in fact, her mind was filled with trivial conversations.

"If you had listened to my advice, how would he have met more women?"

The sneering voice echoed in Qian Qiuxue's mind. It was exactly the same voice as hers, yet it was so annoying.

"We just need to capture him and our disciple together and detain them on an isolated island. The pair of mandarin ducks will not be able to leave each other, so we are not afraid that they will commit suicide. We will lock them up for seventeen or eighteen years, and Yan Mobai will have to face reality no matter how high his ambition is. When he admits his defeat, we can give him some sweet treats from time to time. He will get used to your badness and be surprised by your goodness. He will be grateful for the small benefits you give him, and eventually fall hopelessly in love with you..."

"Shut up."

"You really don't want me to speak. You should have stopped me as soon as I said the first word. Why bother listening to me finish?"

"I can stop you from talking by just yelling at you. You shouldn't have kept talking here."

"Heh... that's what I said, but I'm not doing this for your own good. Qian Qiuxue, as you see more and more women around him, ask yourself, are you willing to accept this?"

Qian Qiuxue's thoughts froze for a moment, and a trace of struggle flashed across her face, but she finally rebuked: "She is just a sword spirit, she can't be considered his woman."

Facing Qian Qiuxue's scolding, the voice sneered: "Humph, that little thing is full of affection, calling master master tenderly every day, and looks so adorable, tell me... Which man can bear not to ravage her? Although she is a little small, small things have their own ways of playing. The leader is with her day and night, and sooner or later he will be fascinated by that little thing."

Qian Qiuxue remained silent, and the distracting thoughts sneered, knowing that she was more or less unwilling and resentful.

It was clear that she had known the leader earlier than anyone else, but in the end, anyone could easily defeat her.

"Now he only has one disciple and one sword spirit. Who knows how many confidantes he will meet in a few months? If you hesitate to make a decision, you will suffer the consequences. You know that sooner or later you will not be able to bear it anymore. Why not take advantage of the moment..."

Just when the distracting thoughts were about to take advantage of the situation, a huge wave suddenly surged up in the sea of ​​consciousness, covering up all these evil thoughts, and the bewitching voice came to an abrupt end.

"Don't think I don't know what you are planning. If I truly accept my obsession, then there will be no difference between you and me." The silver in Qian Qiuxue's eyes dissipated until only a trace remained. The hesitation and wavering that appeared under her distracting thoughts and words disappeared at this moment.

She suffered harm from the Heart Sutra, but she also benefited from it. Her Taoism heart was tempered by the Heart Sutra and became as hard as iron. How could she be shaken by a few words of distracting thoughts?

Besides... she came here to trace the leader's footsteps to pay for the sins she had committed in the past. If she believed the nonsense of the distracting thoughts, she would have to pay more and more, and she would never be able to pay it back in this lifetime.

Qian Qiuxue's spiritual sense fell on something in her sleeve pouch.

Among countless rare treasures, a small bamboo shoot as green as jade was quietly placed in a jade box.

When the small bamboo shoots grow up, they become evergreen fairy bamboos, which are immortal and indestructible for tens of millions of years and are evergreen forever. They were the main material used by the immortals in ancient times to refine fairy puppets and longevity elixirs. Nowadays, they have been almost completely cut down. Their effects are not as good as those of the Xuanhuang Huanzhen Pill, but they are no less rare than it.

As long as this item can help the leader live a hundred years longer, then all the price she paid... will be worth it.

Qian Qiuxue believed that the leader would not refuse her kindness, even if he still harbored resentment towards her, but in order to live happily with his disciple, the leader would definitely choose to take it.

If the Xuanhuang Huanzhen Pill was compensation for her disciple, then this immortal bamboo shoot tip was her atonement to the leader.

The kindness of Gu Du over the past ten years, coupled with the crime she committed a month ago, weighed heavily on her, and when she thought that she could finally get rid of a piece of the heavy debt, Qian Qiuxue felt a rare sense of anticipation and joy.

After getting this immortal bamboo shoot, what kind of expression will the leader show, what kind of eyes will he use to look at her? Will he be willing to listen to her inner thoughts like before... Even if he is not willing, it doesn't matter, as long as she sees the leader eat this immortal bamboo shoot, she will be satisfied.

Seeing that Qian Qiuxue said nothing but stared at her with a changing expression, the little sword spirit's calves trembled, and finally, unable to withstand the shock, her legs went soft and she sat down on the leader's shoulder.

If you ask Yi Niaoniao who she fears the most in the world, she will definitely answer that it is Qian Qiuxue, the leader of the Yuheng Sect. Compared to the demon cultivators whom she has no contact with on a normal day, the ferocious expression and murderous intent she saw when she discussed the assassination of the sect leader with Qian Qiuxue that day left an extremely deep psychological shadow on Yi Niaoniao, who had never seen the world.

No... I can't be afraid of her... The little girl raised her head and looked at Qian Qiuxue with difficulty, her white throat kept moving and she kept swallowing saliva. She kept cheering herself up secretly, because she was the heroine, the one who could live to the end of the story!

But... the more she encouraged herself, the more her tender legs under the white robe trembled, and she became so weak that she couldn't stand up.

"Don't be afraid, Sister Yi." A soft voice suddenly came from behind. Yi Niaoniao subconsciously looked back and met a pair of clear light purple eyes.

Little vixen... ?

As Qian Qiuxue's disciple, he eloped with the leader of the Demon Cult... Shouldn't the little vixen be the one she fears the most? Yi Niao Niao was puzzled. Why did this guy look so carefree?

Seeing the cute little knife spirit staring at him stupidly, Li Yulo couldn't help but feel itchy. He stretched out a slender finger like a green onion and poked Yi Niao Niao's small and plump face.

The soft and elastic jelly-like touch wrapped around the fingertips and lasted for a long time. The price for Li Yuluo to enjoy this was that the little head of the sword spirit girl was poked to the side, and she pouted passively, which looked very funny.

Before the other party could react, she quickly withdrew her fingers and coughed lightly: "Tell Sister Yi a secret, Master and the leader have an agreement that they will not hurt us."

Yi Niaoniao, who was dazed by the poking, took a while to come back to her senses.

I was actually... bullied by that little vixen again!!

The little knife spirit covered her face which was still stained with red marks with grief and indignation. No matter in terms of cultivation or the order in which cakes were served, she considered herself to be the senior of the little vixen. But now she was in such a desperate situation that she was reduced to being teased by this fellow!

Yi Niaoniao was about to get angry, but suddenly she remembered the meaning of the little vixen's words.

"Appointment...?"

The sword spirit girl looked at Qian Qiuxue blankly, then leaned over to look at the leader, and finally looked back at Li Yulo suspiciously.

She just didn't want to believe that the two people had made an agreement in a friendly manner.

Putting aside Qian Qiuxue's hatred for the leader, one of them is the head of the immortal sect, and the other is the leader of the demon sect. Unless that woman has some intentions towards the leader, it is impossible...

A terrible guess suddenly appeared in Yi Niaoniao's mind, making her eyes widen.

Is there some affair between these two people?

In an instant, all kinds of bloody dramas between the two giants of immortals and demons, in which love turns to hate and love and kill each other, appeared in Yi Niaoniao's mind. The ups and downs of the plot were much more exciting than many storybooks on the market.

"What are you thinking about?" Qian Qiuxue's voice suddenly sounded.

"Eh!" Yi Niaoniao shuddered and turned her neck stiffly. Facing those cold red eyes, Xiao Daoling gave a forced smile.

"I...I didn't think about anything, hehe..."

Seeing Qian Qiuxue's increasingly hostile eyes, Yi Niao's smile became more and more stiff, and there was more and more mist in her big eyes. She was about to cry.

What should she do? Poor, weak and helpless, she seemed to have discovered the shocking secret of the Yuheng Sect Master!

Take a day off

The author has a cold, so my thoughts are a bit messy. I will post a chapter of 4,000 words tomorrow to make up for it. Love you guys.

Chapter 144: Weird Belt

The little knife spirit and Qian Qiuxue stared at each other silently. In the clear moonlight, the cold chill coming from her scarlet eyes almost froze her entire knife spirit.

The more terrifying the other person's gaze was, the more Yi Niaoniao was certain that her imagination was not groundless.

Although it is unknown what the leader means to the master of Yuheng Sect, Yuheng Sect Master Qian Qiuxue definitely has different ideas about the leader.

Jealousy, definitely jealousy! The little knife spirit came to the conclusion firmly.

No wonder this woman was inexplicably hostile the moment she saw me...

Having had personal experience of this, she could understand Qian Qiuxue's feelings very well.

This woman was holding a grudge against me for being with the leader... just like when she saw the little vixen kissing the leader.

What Yuheng Sect Master? He is just a sourpuss like her...

After having this empathy, Xiao Dao Ling was suddenly not so afraid of Qian Qiuxue anymore.

She clearly wanted to eat the cake, but she ruined it. That was fine. She didn't want to eat it herself, but she wanted to occupy it and not let others eat it! And the most important thing was... this piece of cake was supposed to belong to her, Yi Niaoniao!

While the little knife spirit was defending the leader, she thought tragically that even if she went against Qian Qiuxue and was chopped into pieces by Qian Qiuxue, she would never let go of the cake...

The leader is her master, no one can snatch him away!

"Woo..."

The little knife spirit struggled to prop up her limp body and moved towards her master's face. Under Qian Qiuxue's increasingly cold gaze, she closed her eyes and mustered up the courage to kiss the leader on the face.