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

"Don't think I don't know how many times you've secretly fantasized about him, but you didn't dare to say a word to him. Now I've said what you dared not say, and I've done what you dared not do... You useless woman, how dare you stop me?"

She screamed, her slender fingertips hovering just above her pupils, but in the end she couldn't bear to stab them. She put her hand down and said to herself bitterly, "One day... I will take your place!"

The tear marks left on her face were evaporated by her.

There was no more sadness in Qian Qiuxue's silver eyes. She turned her delicate head to the young man beneath her, raised her eyes and smiled faintly, with only endless desire left in her soft and charming eyes.

"The rest of the time is ours...Master Yan."

Her delicate and fragrant body once again fell on the white-haired boy, greedily absorbing every bit of warmth from him, and also allowing him to feel all her tenderness and beauty through her skirt.

The silver thread and the fairy's jade fingers were sent into the boy's mouth. The smile between his red lips was as crisp as a silver bell, and the light breathing between his pearly teeth was as charming as a fox's moan.

She just acted recklessly like that.

The only thing is... I dare not cross the line even a single step.

As a newly born obsession of the main body, it has not yet grown, and is already weak when facing the main personality. Now it is just taking advantage of the main personality's danger to seize the body. This control can only be barely maintained when the main personality is sad and distracted. As time goes by, it becomes more and more precarious. If her actions go too far against the will of the main personality, she will be beaten back to her original form in a moment.

Facing the woman's provocation, the white-haired boy's dark eyes remained calm, as if he was watching a sexual drama.

But no matter what he thought, he felt the soft, round, snow-white flesh pressing against his cheek, and the smooth, jade-like legs under the skirt rubbing against the back of his hand. After all, he was a man, and his breathing became much shorter.

Noticing his change, the silver-haired fairy's smile deepened. Her soft jade hand once again stroked the boy's cheek, her eyes lowered, and her eyelashes trembled like a cicada's wings.

As long as you don't take away his Yang Yuan... everything will be fine.

Yan Mobai sighed and closed his eyes.

If this woman took away his Yang Yuan today, and she came to him with a bunch of offspring in the future, even if he had never fallen in love with her, how could he avoid her calmly when facing his own bloodline?

Qian Qiuxue would not do this according to her original personality, but with the guidance of her inner demon, everything is different.

He had already prepared for the worst, wanting to feed the eagle with his own body, but not letting it eat his flesh...

Now that the situation has taken a turn for the better, no matter what Qian Qiuxue wants to do, it is at least much easier to deal with than before.

Since you're not planning on doing it for real, just let her be.

Just when he was trying to use the mental method he had used in his past practice to calm himself down, he suddenly felt a strange jelly touch on his lips.

Before he could react, her delicate hands had already held the back of his head, preventing him from separating his lips from hers. The elegant and fragrant breath hit his nose, and as long as he opened his eyes, he could see the beautiful face that had overwhelmed Jiuzhou and made countless men fall in love with her, kissing him on the lips with her eyes closed.

A sip of the jade dew will leave a lingering fragrance on your teeth.

It's not that Yan Mobai had never tasted kissing before. On the contrary, when he was in Jiuling Town, Li Yuluo would pester him for kisses almost every time she had the chance. He had long been accustomed to and even a little fed up with such things. But now that he was suddenly kissed by Qian Qiuxue, his mind went blank for a long time.

The girl's kiss was green and shy, soft and weak like a timid little rabbit, just waiting for him to explore and tease her, while Qian Qiuxue's kiss was gentle and long, like a little rabbit mother opening her warm and tolerant arms to her partner, considerately guiding him every step of the way.

In this kiss, he gradually understood that it was a deal between the two of them, and it was not a case of one person forcing the other. Since he could not change the content of the deal, instead of continuing to embarrass himself and forcing himself to ignore the beautiful feelings on his body, he might as well immerse himself in it, at least he could enjoy something he had never experienced before.

Yan Mobai thought that he was not a girl who was to be flirted with, so there was no point in being reserved. He responded naturally to the girl's affectionate kiss.

But... this kind of kiss didn't last long. At a certain moment, he felt that the other party suddenly fell into panic. He wanted to leave helplessly, but at the same time he was greedy for the intimacy in front of him and was reluctant to let go of the hands that were hugging his head.

Compared to the initial considerateness and gentleness, he is now so stiff that he doesn't seem like the same person at all.

He finally opened his eyes, and what he met were no longer those mirror-like silver pupils, but bright crimson eyes.

Seeing that she could no longer use her distracting thoughts to shirk the responsibility, Qian Qiuxue's red eyes trembled, and she let go of his lips in panic like a caught mouse dropping a grain of rice, and sat up while tidying up her messy hair.

After being so passionate and intimate for so long, both of them were breathing rapidly. After a while, Qian Qiuxue finally opened her mouth to explain: "Everything I did just now was..."

"I know." Yan Mobai interrupted her, "It's the inner demon that's causing trouble. It's not the fault of Sect Master Qianqiu."

Now that things have come to this, he won't care too much about Qian Qiuxue.

Although he had already paid the price of the transaction, the bamboo shoots should have belonged to him. However, in order to prevent Qian Qiuxue from breaking down again like she did at the beginning, Yan Mobai pondered for a moment and said, "I was not thoughtful enough before. This bamboo shoot was a gift from the master of the Qian Qiu Sect. I am giving it to others. Should I compensate the master? I wonder what the master needs me to do?"

Qian Qiuxue came back to her senses from that brief memory of intimacy, and was unconsciously relieved to see that the leader did not hold a grudge against her for the actions of her inner demon.

The compensation mentioned by the leader was a pleasant surprise to her.

"I..." The woman hesitated for a long time, and finally said out the wish buried deep in her heart, "I hope to be able to rest for a while beside the leader..."

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Please give me a heart for the cuteness battle!

Chapter 157: Disappearing Sugar Water

The front hall was quiet and peaceful. The eternal lamp hanging on the wall cast a faint light, making the floor tiles of the hall sparkle.

Qian Qiuxue lay on her side next to the white-haired boy, looking a little stiff. Her ears were resting on his lap with a few locks of silver hair as a pillow. Under her messy hair, her beautiful rosy eyes were staring at his abdomen, blankly. She could vaguely hear the slight sound of ashes falling from the incense burner and her heartbeat was clearly audible.

Everything around me seemed peaceful and serene...just as it was before.

In a trance, Qian Qiuxue seemed to have returned to the full-moon nights of the past. The poison in her body had not been eliminated for long, and she felt exceptionally relaxed all over. The bright moonlight poured in from the window, covering the floor tiles with a thin layer of frost. The figure in a white robe sat cross-legged on the cushion, his face blurred in the moonlight.

He nodded slightly, and her soft voice echoed in the small room, like a little girl telling her father her troubles.

The scenes that had happened in the past were condensed into pictures in her memory, usually buried at the bottom, but always turned up when she was not paying attention, reminding her how many things she had owned and lost in the end.

Now, she seemed to have passed through the cold and hard shell of the painting and came to that long-gone memory, back to the time when she had not yet lost those things. In the mist, Qian Qiuxue seemed to see the full moon shining on the sea of ​​clouds and the chilly night wind on the mountain top. The warmth of his cheek still lingered on his fingertips... Everything in front of her was so beautiful that it seemed like a dream.

It was indeed a dream.

She knew that when she fell asleep this time, the dream would end when she opened her eyes again, and all the good things she had briefly enjoyed would disappear. But she still couldn't resist the warmth and peace of mind from the leader that made her let go of all her defenses and sadness. She wanted to close her eyes quickly and enjoy the peaceful sleep that she had never had since childhood.

Perhaps it was because of her stubborn longing these days that she thought she would never be able to sleep next to the leader again, but now she suddenly had the chance to make her dream come true. The sleepiness quickly soothed Qian Qiuxue's thoughts, her fair cheeks absorbed the warmth from his legs, and she slowly closed her eyes.

Her silver hair lay on the boy's legs as smooth as brocade, her long eyelashes were dotted with silver light, her sleeping face was peaceful and tranquil, her gentle breathing could be heard from under her nose carved like white jade, blowing a strand of hair hanging on her red lips.

The fairy's face had always been as cold as ice, but now it seemed as if the frost had melted, yet she looked as delicate as a young lady taking a nap in the arms of her lover.

Without the contrast of that aloof expression, Yan Mobai suddenly remembered that this was actually a woman younger than him. When he turned into light and left Yuheng in the past, her age was not much different from Yu Luo.

Both he and Qian Qiuxue were changed by time in the end.

As Qian Qiuxue fell asleep, the noise that had disappeared because she blocked the space returned to Yan Mobai's ears again.

Like a swimmer emerging from the water, the world's every movement returned to his ears. The huge front hall was no longer silent, he could hear the whistling of the wind outside, the noise of the girls in the inner room, the shaking of the table, and the crisp sound of the porcelain bowls and plates containing sugar water colliding.

He listened attentively and vaguely made out that it was a quarrel between An Xiaoyu and Yi Niaoniao.

At first, Li Yulo would interject a few words, trying to mediate the conflict between the two, but to little avail. He could only nervously gulp down the sugar water that the other two had no time to drink.

"...Let's not talk about your slacking off in cultivation. I once told Niao Niao that if you encounter any problems that you can't solve, just come to me. Why did you have to wait until the last minute to ask me for help?"

An Xiaoyu's childish voice was very hurried, with a slightly trembling ending, sounding angry and helpless.

She listened to Yi Niao Niao's soft voice narrating the origin of Jiuling Town. She was happy at first because they hadn't had such a chat for a long time. Now listening to Niao Niao telling her the story, it was like going back to those nights when they could talk about anything. She and Niao Niao were still close friends.

But the more An Xiaoyu listened, the more she felt something was not right.

This guy had so many chances, but he never thought of coming to her. Finally, he remembered to send the sword energy in the sword talisman out, but it was to save the leader of the evil cult...

She slammed the table and gritted her teeth, "Humph, you clearly know that your cultivation is shallow and any demon cultivator can beat you to a pulp, but you insisted on taking on all the affairs of Jiuling Town by yourself... Now you've become such a fool!"

"Who is the fool?!" Xiao Daoling stiffened his neck, his amber eyes wide open, "I'll be honest, I just don't want to look for you! So what!"

Although she couldn't find any reason to refute, she must not lose to this guy in momentum... Yi Niaoniao thought guiltily and angrily, An Xiaoyu had humiliated her so much back then, why should she continue to shamelessly cling to her like a puppy?

This guy is not the master...why should she be a puppy?

"you……"

An Xiaoyu was so angry at her answer that she couldn't speak for a long time. Finally, she snorted coldly: "It is important for people to know themselves, but unfortunately you don't have it. You have no ability but still want to be strong. You deserve to become this stupid thing. If you are teased by the leader of the demon cult and cry in the future, don't come to me with a smug face to complain!"

"I won't look for you!" Xiaodao Lingqi hummed and muttered softly, "The master won't make me cry..." She muttered it several times, and reached for the snacks on the table, but found nothing.

"...Hmm?" The little knife spirit looked down, only to see that the porcelain plate that was full of snacks and preserved fruits just now was empty, even the crumbs disappeared without a trace.

"I have so much to eat!" Her already big eyes widened even wider. She stepped to the side a few steps, picked up the big bowl of sugar water, and wanted to drink some to calm her nerves.

The tiny sword spirit girl struggled to hold the bowl that was bigger than her. She held the edge of the bowl with her mouth, opened her big eyes silly, and poured the sugar water in the bowl into her mouth with a shake.

"Ah..." She closed her eyes and frowned, trying to open her mouth as wide as possible, for fear that the sugar water would leak out of her mouth.

But no matter how much she tilted the bowl, not a drop of sugar water flowed from the bowl into her mouth.

Finally, she held the whole bowl upright and shook it several times, but failed to shake out a drop of syrup. Instead, her chin was covered with drool, and stimulated by the itchy feeling, she couldn't help sneezing.

"Ha...Ha Qiu!" The little guy bent down, and his hands could no longer maintain the strength to hold the big bowl.

With a clang, the entire sword spirit was turned upside down inside the porcelain bowl.

It was quiet for a long time.

"My...my sugar water!"

The little knife spirit's shocked and angry voice came out muffled from the bowl.

In a place where no one was paying attention, Li Yulo touched her slightly bulging belly contentedly, exhaling a sweet breath with the fragrance of honey. Her light purple eyes narrowed slightly, and she slowly walked towards the door of Yi Niao Niao's boudoir, holding on to the wall.

I drank so much sugary drinks and ate so many snacks... my stomach has become as big as it was last night...

Speaking of which, the snacks made by the maid named Yu'er are really delicious. Next time I have the chance, I must learn how to make them.

Hearing Yi Niaoniao's shouting coming from behind, she felt guilty for no reason and quickly slipped out of the room.

Go check on the leader and the master, I don't know what those two old guys are talking about...

The girl took small steps through the long corridor. The closer she got to the front hall, the more she could feel the silence there.

Master won't do anything bad to the leader, right?

Thinking of how they had been at odds in the past, her heart began to beat faster and she quickly quickened her pace.

Author's words: Please give me a heart for the cute battle!!!

Chapter 158: The Fate of Being Alone

The girl's steps became faster and faster, and finally she broke into a run. Her waist-length hair fluttered behind her slender shoulders, the pearl tassels on her hairpin swung constantly, and the soft footsteps in her embroidered shoes echoed in the empty corridor.

After going through so many things, and seeing how Master always obeyed the Sect Leader in everything, no matter how dumb Li Yuluo was, he should have been able to see that Master... must have some inexplicable emotions towards the Sect Leader.

After arriving at Yaoguang Sect, I don't know why the master and the leader stayed in the front hall. It was dark, and the man and woman were hiding together...

Her little head couldn't help but imagine some terrible scenes, and she pursed her pink lips unconsciously.

The leader's cultivation has not yet recovered. If the master has any intentions towards him, how can he resist?

It was less than ten steps away from the front hall. If they were just chatting, I should have heard some noises. But I hadn't heard anything yet. Could it be...

"Master..." She felt increasingly uneasy, and called out as she ran, "Master!"

As the girl ran out of the corridor, the darkness ahead was suddenly dispelled by the lights.

The empty hall came into her sight.

"Master...?"

Li Yuluo glanced around the front hall, his violet eyes suddenly widened, and he murmured in disbelief, "Master... Master?!"

A few steps away, the master who was aloof and cold in the girl's memory was now curled up, sleeping soundly on the leader's lap like a little bird.

The scattered silver hair fell on the ground, like a layer of moonlight. Qian Qiuxue's cold and aloof face was buried in the leader's arms, her expression was blocked and could not be seen. She hugged the leader's arm tightly in her sleep, as if she was afraid that he would leave, and even her plump and soft body was pressed tightly against it. Under her graceful waist and hips, the light blue skirt was wrinkled, and half of her white and slender calves were visible from under the hem, with a color like mutton-fat jade.

Yan Mobai raised his head and called out in a low voice: "Yu Luo."

The girl walked over blankly, her steps stumbling and unsteady, and she had not yet recovered from the shock of seeing this outrageous scene.

"Master..."

After a long while, she finally sat down next to the leader, hugging her knees very obediently, and secretly glanced at her master in the leader's arms.

From this angle, the girl could see part of Qian Qiuxue's face. All the frost and indifference had been removed, leaving only ease and serenity. Her eyes were tightly closed, her silver eyelashes fluttered faintly, her red lips had a faint smile, and no one knew what sweet dream she was having.

At this time, Li Yuluo felt the beauty of her master as a woman, which was completely different from her temperament. If a 14 or 15-year-old girl like her only brought loveliness and protection, then a beautiful woman in her twenties like her master brought endless temptation and desire to conquer.

Li Yulo looked at his master quietly, his eyes involuntarily falling on the soft and tender part that was squeezing the leader's arm. It was plump and full, but not cumbersome. The rest of her body was delicate and inviting. Her legs were long and white, with just the right amount of roundness and flesh. Her smooth and delicate skin seemed like one could touch it over and over again thousands of times.

There was a huge contrast between her usual coldness and aloofness and her current weakness and dependence. Qian Qiuxue curled up like a kitten. Li Yuluo had an illusion for no reason that if he gave orders at this moment, he could make his master obedient and do anything submissively.

Just by watching, even as a girl, she couldn't help but start imagining what it would feel like to do something outrageous to her obedient master.

But she also understood that everything before her was just an illusion after all. The weakness of her master could only be revealed in the arms of the leader. Once she left the leader's arms, Qian Qiuxue was still the righteous leader that countless people bowed to. Few people dared to look up at her face.

The leader is indeed the most powerful person in the world. Even the master is submissive in front of him...

The girl silently admired the leader's ability, but at the same time, she felt a little sour in her heart, as if she had eaten half a lemon.