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

The two choices kept colliding in An Xiaoyu's mind.

If I don't explain, when the day comes when Niao Niao uses the lightsaber talisman, will I really have to do as I said before and break up with her in anger... With her temper, I'm afraid she will cry secretly as she watches Niao Niao's lonely back leaving.

But if I explained, all the serious and solemn image I had created in front of my friends would collapse completely, and I would end up being a shameful little girl with a hard mouth but a soft heart.

Finally, the little girl made a difficult decision.

"wave……"

The girl on the bed looked at her.

"Niao Niao, do you still remember what I said to you that day? Actually, I... I..."

The little girl hesitated for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage and opened her wine-red eyes wide, "Yes, I said it seriously!!"

As soon as these words came out of her mouth, An Xiaoyu froze as if frozen.

What...what's going on? This is not what she wanted to say!

He clearly wanted to explain to Yi Niaoniao that what he said that day was just something he said in anger, but when he spoke, his meaning was completely the opposite.

Why is it that every time I want to say something, my mouth won’t obey me…

The little girl was angry and anxious. She stared at Yi Niao Niao with her big burgundy eyes. She wanted to explain everything to her friend, but she puffed out her cheeks and tried to explain for a long time, but she couldn't utter a single word.

It's embarrassing enough already. If I regret what I said, wouldn't I be introducing myself to Yi Niaoniao as a arrogant person who says one thing and means another and is only concerned about face?

Thinking of this word, An Xiaoyu recalled the time when her brother was telling her a story under the moon. When he came to the story about a little sister in the book who was just like herself, and was heartbroken because the person she loved got together with another girl, her brother said something lightly.

"See, Xiaoyu, a tsundere is destined to end up like a loser."

Although she didn't understand, she understood from her brother's tone that tsundere was a very disgusting creature and would definitely not be liked if they were discovered.

Therefore, An Xiaoyu has been trying hard to hide her true feelings. Even in front of her best friend, she has never been willing to express her inseparable friendship with her. It is still the same until now...

The little girl sat on the coffee table, staring at the tip of her shoe hanging in the air for a long time. When she looked up, she put on a serious expression: "Yi Niaoniao, listen carefully! This master has never been willing to associate with lazy people. As I said last time, today is the second time I help you. If you don't work hard to practice after you recover, and the sword talisman is used up next time and you are caught by the evil cultivator, I... I will not come to save you again!"

After saying that, the little girl snorted and turned her head away.

Yi Niaoniao looked at her in confusion, not understanding why this little girl who had just thrown herself on her and cried loudly over her death was now acting so indifferent to her.

Her eyes were still red, and the tears on her face hadn't been wiped away yet...

She was still a little weak and couldn't think too much. She soon gave up the idea of ​​investigating further and just kept touching her flat belly in bed.

After a while, Yi Niaoniao looked at the little girl at the bedside pitifully: "Xiao Yu, I'm hungry..."

The little girl at the head of the bed snorted again, jumped off the bed, and ran out to find food for her.

With the sound of the door closing, the bedroom became empty. Apart from Yi Niaoniao, there was no one else there. It was exceptionally quiet.

She closed her eyes and listened to the faint crackling sound of the burning candle, then shifted her attention to the Yuan Sea in her body.

After dying once in Jiuling Town, all the immortal energy in his body dissipated completely. Now, the only thing left in the Yuanhai is the spiritual rhythm of the Great Dao from the immortal bamboo shoots.

This ball of faint and clear light was suspended in the Yuan Sea, and from time to time a ray of it would be sent out, methodically repairing the broken heart meridians.

Although the speed was slow, at this speed, the remaining spiritual energy of the Great Dao was enough to repair her heart meridians.

At that time, I can serve my master well... Yi Niao's pale cheeks inexplicably flushed.

The cake that was once out of reach is now within reach and can be eaten at any time. The best friend who once wanted to break off all ties with her cried over her death and now personally went to find food for her. Even... her dead body can be restored to its original state...

Yi Niaoniao always felt like she was living in a dream, just like the beautiful dream she had before she died. But she knew that all this was real, because even if it was a dream before she died, she would not dare to imagine it to be so perfect and beautiful.

The girl suddenly covered her face with the quilt and giggled foolishly.

Who said that this little dog of hers is pitiful? It is obvious that she is the happiest person in the world!

As she was laughing, she suddenly remembered something.

It is suspected that the master's cultivation had been completely drained away. Now he has used other methods to cultivate back to the Jindan stage. His life span should have been three decades, but his white hair still shows no signs of turning black.

And the leader's age is far less than a hundred years old...

Doesn’t this mean that there is something wrong with the master’s lifespan?

No matter how weak Yi Niaoniao's strength is, she is still a spirit cultivator after all. Given her level of cultivation, she has more or less gained some understanding of the great principles of heaven and earth.

Even if she didn't know what the young shoots of the Evergreen Immortal Bamboo were for, she could always see that the spiritual rhythm of the Great Dao in her own Yuan Hai was exactly the spiritual rhythm of time that could reverse fate and prolong life.

But the owner gave her the entire bamboo shoot...not even half of it was left.

The girl's smile gradually disappeared from her face, replaced by deep panic.

The master's life span was in danger, which meant that he would leave her early, leaving her alone in the world...

Yi Niaoniao bit her lower lip and stared at the spiritual rhythm of the Dao in her Yuanhai.

As the heart meridian recovered, the green light became smaller and smaller, and its brightness became dimmer and dimmer.

In another hour, it will completely disappear.

No...

I can’t absorb it anymore... I must quickly return the remaining spiritual energy to its master!

Yi Niaoniao's amber eyes were full of fear, fearing that these spiritual auras would disappear into the sea of ​​​​Origin in the next moment and be swallowed up by her body.

Originally she expected it to be absorbed quickly, but now, the girl hopes it will be absorbed as slowly as possible.

She is her master's obedient little pet, now and forever.

If her owner died and left her alone, what difference would she be made from being a stray dog ​​on the street?

She...never wants to live in a world without cake!

The girl suddenly threw back the quilt, not even bothering to put on her outer clothes, and got out of bed barefoot and wrapped in a thin undergarment, letting her untied waist-length hair flutter behind her and the cold wind blow on her fair skin, and ran out the door in a panic.

Chapter 163: Puppy Looking for its Master

In the front hall filled with aromatherapy, Qian Qiuxue was sleeping soundly on the legs of a white-haired boy, her silver hair scattered all over the ground. Her eyes, which were usually cold and arrogant, were peacefully closed, and her breathing was long and quiet.

Who could have imagined that the leader of the immortal way would rely on the leader of the demon sect in such a weak posture, sleeping soundly without any defense.

If there hadn't been a young girl in a white dress squatting furtively in front of her, fiddling with Qian Qiuxue's silver hair with her small hands and tying a flower knot with it, the scene in the front hall could be said to be the most harmonious picture in the history of the immortals and demons.

The silver hair was smooth and silky, like the finest silk thread, and it fluttered deftly between the girl's white and tender fingers, gradually weaving into a pretty bun that Qian Qiuxue had never done before.

Although it looked a bit flawed because a lot of hair was pressed underneath and could not be braided, the colorful braided knot on Qian Qiuxue's head made her look much younger and more delicate.

The girl moved her embroidered shoes, took a small step back, and looked up and down at her work.

"Hmm...it looks much prettier this way." She whispered to herself.

This was probably the closest she had been to her master in all these years. Looking at that beautiful face that looked like an immortal, the girl couldn't help but secretly sigh that her master, without her indifference, was truly a one-of-a-kind beauty in the world.

In her memory, the master always had a cold face, a look that kept strangers away, and she didn't dress up her hair much, just casually tied it up, which wasted her stunning face. Li Yuluo always thought that it would be so beautiful if the master's face could be more friendly and dress up like an ordinary girl.

This time, she finally saw her master sleeping peacefully, and she braided her hair into her favorite bun, which fulfilled her obsession.

The girl held her chin and stared at Qian Qiuxue in a daze, then suddenly sighed.

Although she wanted to regain some of the emotions that had long disappeared, she also understood that she was no longer the little girl who pestered her master and acted like a spoiled child on Yuheng Mountain, and her master was no longer the fairy who would give her barbecue. The days of the past could never go back.

Even though her master regarded her life as a bargaining chip that could be thrown away at will, Li Yuluo still retained a vague fantasy that one day she would be able to return to those warm afternoons and eat barbecue and snacks with her master.

But only now did she realize that the reason she had these fantasies was because she had been too far away from her Master over the years, so far away that she could not see her Master clearly. Only the image of her Master in her childhood was clearly recognizable, so she always brought it up to reminisce.

Looking at her now, the woman in front of her was a completely different person from the master in her childhood memories. Even though she had braided her master's hair into a cute bun that only little girls would braid, making her sleeping master look as fragile and vulnerable as a young girl, she still couldn't help but be afraid, her heart pounding, afraid that her master would suddenly wake up.

If she was still the naughty little girl many years ago, she would not be afraid of her master at all. And if her master was still the master she was in her childhood, she would not be so panicked.

"Master..."

The girl untied Qian Qiuxue's braids and asked in a low voice, "If my master finds out about what I did, she won't beat me up, right?"

Although she knew that her master would not harm her with the leader around, she still felt deeply afraid of Qian Qiuxue's authority that he had accumulated over the years.

The white-haired boy closed his eyes and meditated. He didn't respond much, just shook his head slightly.

Seeing that the leader was practicing, the girl did not disturb him and continued to concentrate on untying the braid in her hand.

She had tied too many complicated hair knots before, which were easy to tie but much more troublesome to untie. Especially because she needed to avoid waking Qian Qiuxue, she was extremely cautious and treaded on thin ice.

What you fear will come to you. When she was untangling a tangled braid, her movement happened to touch a strand of silver hair and she pulled it hard.

……Oops!

Li Yuluo's mind went blank. She stared blankly at her master's sleeping face, her heart almost beating out of her throat.

Qian Qiuxue, who was sleeping soundly, frowned and her eyelids moved, as if she was about to open them.

“Ouch…” The girl was frightened and trembled. Her big light purple eyes were filled with tears and she almost fell backwards.

If the master found out that I had played tricks on her hair, she would definitely be very angry...

But she waited for a long time and did not see Qian Qiuxue make any further moves. Her eyes were still closed and her breathing was long and steady.

"You're not awake yet..."

The girl stretched out her little hand half-believingly and waved it in front of Qian Qiuxue. Seeing that she didn't respond, she quietly stood up and kissed the leader sweetly on the face twice.

After waiting for a few moments, she only saw the leader's face become a little strange, but she did not find any changes in her master.

"It's good that he didn't wake up."

Li Yulo then felt a little relieved and continued to unbraid Qian Qiuxue's hair.

However, she did not notice that the spiritual energy around her suddenly calmed down a lot. The natural ups and downs of the spiritual energy ocean were now compressed into a pool of stagnant water, as if something terrible had flattened them.

The signs that Li Yulo could not detect were clearly sensed by Yan Mobai who was practicing.

But he said nothing and continued to meditate with his eyes closed.

Although the spiritual energy of Yaoguang Mountain is much inferior to that of Yuheng Mountain, in the headmaster's hall, the spiritual energy is still much more abundant than that of Yuheng Inner Gate, which is more than enough for him, a body cultivator, to meditate.

After less than an hour of practice, the effect was far better than the few days in Jiuling Town, and there was no need to consume spirit stones and jade marrow.

He couldn't help but plan to stay here for a while.

With the rich spiritual energy here, I only need to practice meditation every day, and I will be able to reach the threshold of Yuantai Realm within a month.

Once he reaches the Yuantai realm, his abilities in all aspects will be greatly increased. In addition, with the existence of the sword spirit Niao Niao, he will not be helpless even if he encounters a spiritual cultivator. In this way, he can go out to look for those longevity elixirs and precious herbs without having to worry too much about being ambushed.

If he wanted to go further after the Yuantai stage, cultivation became secondary. He needed things like the Life Stone to replenish his own luck. Otherwise, as his cultivation level increased, the Heavenly Dao's disgust towards him would grow, and he would inevitably encounter all kinds of unfavorable things in the future, or even suffer a heavenly calamity again.

Heaven has been very kind to him, and the tribulations he has faced are much more difficult than those faced by ordinary people.

Yan Mobai didn't want to experience the feeling of being entangled in fire for the second time.

He brought back a lot of life stones from this trip, but luck cannot be born from life stones out of thin air. He didn't want to make Jiuling Town so angry that the people would resent him, so he had to think about where to get this luck from as soon as possible...

Suddenly, a series of soft footsteps were heard in the corridor leading to the inner room, as if someone was running quickly on the ground without shoes.

An Xiaoyu would never be so reckless, and Yu'er would never act like this. The only people left in this hall are...

The white-haired boy suddenly opened his eyes.

"Master Yan!"

The girl who appeared in the corridor shouted his name in panic, as if if she ran slower, the person represented by this name would disappear.

She was only wrapped in a light gauze undergarment, nothing else. The thin fabric could not hide her exquisite figure. The hem of the garment barely covered her legs, and her upper body revealed her shoulders. A large area of ​​her snow-white skin was exposed to the air, and the gauze outlined her alluring curves.

Her delicate little feet could not keep up on the smooth tiles of the front hall. She ran too fast and fell to the ground. She staggered to her feet, and the hem of her undergarment was lifted up by her knees, revealing not only a large area of ​​her fair skin, but also the most protected parts of a girl.

But she had no time to pull down her skirt, and let the white-haired boy see the beautiful scenery in the garden. She stumbled over with weak legs.

"Master Yan... No."

There was a sweet breath between the girl's cherry lips. She bent her knees slightly and knelt down tremblingly in front of him.

"Master..." The crisp and weak voice made people feel weak and heartbroken. Combined with the meaning of these two words, it symbolized that the girl handed over her ownership to the other party and allowed the other party to use and play with her at will. Under the bleak light, her face was delicate and picturesque, but for some reason, her amber eyes were filled with deep grievance and fear. She didn't look like a fairy who was out of this world, but like a puppy abandoned by its owner. No matter how many times it was abandoned, it would whimper and run towards its owner.

Author's words: Please give me a heart! Even if you can't beat the opponent, you can't lose too badly!

Chapter 164: Savior Puppy

Yu Luo said that Yi Niaoniao had taken the fairy bamboo shoots. Logically, she should still be recuperating, so why did she come here at this time?

Yan Mobai's gaze fell slightly stiffly on the disheveled Yi Niaoniao. When the girl was standing, her underwear could barely cover her upper body, but after she knelt down, it became loose. Everything he should and shouldn't see fell into his eyes.

It really is much louder than Yu Luo...