I'm sure to get the luck of my fairy wife

This wave of dribbling and hitting people made Xiao Wuyou lose his composure on the spot.

The maids passing by saw this scene, suppressed their screams, and hid in the room to watch excitedly.

Xiao Wuyou was somewhat helpless: "As a Saint of the Demonic Path, shouldn't you pay more attention to the impact?"

"It is precisely because I am the Saint of the Demonic Path that I can do whatever I want." Ye Qingmeng became even more aggressive, getting closer and almost biting Xiao Wuyou's ear to tease him: "Or do you hate this?"

"...I just hope the girl can respect herself. After all, there are others around."

"Alas, I am only like this to you. As for others..." Ye Qingmeng glanced at them, scaring the maids to run away with their heads in their arms, "Whichever girl you like, I will give her to you."

Xiao Wuyou's mouth twitched and he was speechless.

Ye Qingmeng now really has a good impression of him, so Xiao Wuyou naturally can't use the "don't defile you and me" rhetoric anymore.

The reason why he could still hold on was partly because he was afraid of having sex with the other party, which would have a bad impact on the prophecy picture. Apart from life and death crises, mutual love is the top priority in life. If the prophecy picture is really ruined because of indulgence in lust, it would be a huge loss.

The other half is Ye Qingmeng's own wish.

"However, even if you are interested in those girls, you have to wait until I reach the level of a god and enjoy them with you."

"It will take some time to become a god."

Ye Qingmeng is now in the late Nascent Soul stage, on the same level as the leaders of the righteous path. Not to mention the transformation of the spirit, it will probably take a long time to reach the Great Perfection.

"Alas, my physique is a little special. I cannot break through the Shenhua realm or the Yin Yuan realm, otherwise my foundation will be damaged and my cultivation will regress instead of improve." Ye Qingmeng showed a trace of regret when he said this.

Those who practice Taoism all have their own secrets. The fact that Ye Qingmeng was willing to talk to this extent in just a few days showed that he trusted Xiao Wuyou very much.

Ye Qingmeng did not ask too much about Xiao Wuyou's own cultivation secrets, which was considered a mutual respect.

However, this kind of physique that requires the preservation of Yin Yuan is not uncommon in the world of immortal cultivation. Most of them need to preserve Yin Yuan to a certain level, and then practice the method of dual cultivation, in order to maximize the effectiveness of the physique and bring benefits to both parties.

But Ye Qingmeng actually has to guard the Yin Yuan until he reaches the stage of transformation into a spirit, which can be said to be a secret physique that only the son of destiny has.

Before this, Xiao Wuyou had heard that one had to guard the Yin Yuan at most before reaching the Golden Core.

"Believe me, Black Butterfly...it won't take long for Lady Saint to break through to the divine realm." Xiao Wuyou complimented.

"Oh? Are you looking forward to it?" Ye Qingmeng showed a playful smile, and the hands that were originally holding Xiao Wuyou began to move restlessly.

"Are you expecting me to break through to the God Transformation Realm, or are you expecting something to happen that night?"

Here it comes again! This is what Xiao Wuyou fears the most!

They clearly couldn't practice dual cultivation, but this demon girl did her best to tease him, as if she just enjoyed admiring his efforts to endure without holding back.

Some people have enough talent without any experience.

Ye Qingmeng is a natural fairy. With just a few words or a touch of a dragonfly on the water, she can stir up the passion/desire in people's hearts, but she will stop the next second, making people want her but cannot get her, and feel itchy and unbearable.

Two words: unbearable!

Just as Ye Qingmeng mischievously reached her hand into Xiao Wuyou's clothes, an unhappy shout came from the side: "Saint Lady."

Thanks to Xingcai, Ye Qingmeng finally stopped and said helplessly: "Xingcai, can't you check the atmosphere?"

Xingcai's forehead was bulging with veins: "I really don't want you to say that!"

However, Xiao Wuyou quickly tidied his clothes, pretended nothing had happened, and gave Xingcai a grateful look.

Such details could not escape Ye Qingmeng's eyes.

"Why, are you interested in Xingcai? She does have a nice figure!"

"Lady Saint!" Xingcai's face suddenly turned red, no longer as cold as usual.

Ye Qing dreamed of this, and then he showed a satisfied look, and clapped his hands: "Okay, okay, let's get down to business~"

"Ah..." Xingcai looked tired and had lost her temper.

Xiao Wuyou suddenly felt that this guy was also a poor kid, and must have suffered a lot from Ye Qingmeng.

However, Xingcai quickly regained his composure and said seriously, "Lady Saint, we have found the whereabouts of the treasure. According to the plan, the young master of the Blood Hell Sect invited us to go and grab the treasure together."

"Treasure?" Xiao Wuyou probably guessed it.

How could it be an ordinary magic weapon that could attract the attention of the young masters of the seven sects of the Demonic Path and the Saint Maiden of the Demonic Path?

"Mr. Lu, feel happy. With this,

My breakthrough to the Spiritual Transformation stage is just around the corner." A hint of heat emerged in Ye Qingmeng's eyes.

"May I ask what this thing is?" Xiao Wuyou asked.

If something can help the Demon Saint to practice magic skills, it must be a treasure of the Demon.

"Have you ever heard of the Nether Sword?"

Alas, is it really like this?

As Xiao Wuyou expected, the scene in front of him changed the moment Ye Qingmeng opened her cherry lips.

What follows is a new prophecy scene.

The Netherworld Sword was originally forged by the Junior Grandmaster and the Demonic Master, so it is not surprising that it can be used to assist the practice of Demonic Cultivation. It must be an indispensable aid for Ye Qingmeng to break through to the God Transformation Realm.

However, the scene before him was beyond Xiao Wuyou's expectations.

In a deep secret realm, countless righteous and evil monks were engaged in a chaotic battle.

And in the chaos of the battle, Ye Qingmeng was actually confronting himself!

Ye Qingmeng in the prophecy picture no longer had any of the charm of an oiran, nor did she smile as cheerfully as usual.

Her face was covered in blood, she had a sad and miserable smile on her face, and the demonic energy was surging. Behind her, the hideous shadow of a demon butterfly spread out its strange demonic wings, and there were corpses everywhere under her feet!

But none of these were as frightening as her words.

"Lu Renjia, you are so calculating..."

"I treated you well, and you treat me like this?! Fine, if you want my life, take it with your own hands!"

She didn't even give the other party a chance to explain and started fighting with herself in the prophecy.

After the devil fell, Ye Qingmeng's cultivation level skyrocketed. After a bloody battle between the two, neither could do anything to the other.

However, this was the beginning of a long war between good and evil.

Over the next few decades, Ye Qingmeng became possessed by the devil. With hatred towards Xiao Wuyou, he went further and further down the evil path, his hands stained with the blood of innocent people, and he lost himself.

Finally, the day of the final battle between good and evil arrived.

Ye Qingmeng could no longer recognize him.

"You are right. I have failed you in this life. If that is the case, please use my life in exchange!"

In the chaotic battlefield, sword light broke through at dawn, and Xiao Wuyou in the prophetic picture pierced the heart of Ye Qingmeng, who was already the Demon Emperor, with a sword.

However, at this moment, Ye Qingmeng smiled.

Chapter 25: Li Mu is about to bleed

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Ye Qingmeng smiled.

In the prophecy scene, Xiao Wuyou was hugging her and crying.

"I'm sorry, if I had been able to stand by you during the sword-grabbing battle..."

Xiao Wuyou's eyes were originally sore and he was about to cry, but he heard a sentence that contained a lot of information, and he couldn't help but be filled with questions.

What happened that I didn’t stand with Ye Qingmeng?

As if on his deathbed, Ye Qingmeng finally recognized the face of his beloved: "Don't say it. Even if you stayed with me all those years ago, and we were both good and evil, it would only result in you being expelled from the righteous path..."

Xiao Wuyou in the prophecy scene reacted and was in agony: "Have you never hated me at all? The reason you want to be my enemy is that you don't want the righteous to doubt me?"

Ye Qingmeng’s eyes gradually dimmed and she could no longer answer.

Amid the cheers of the righteous monks, Xiao Wuyou in the prophecy picture burst into tears.

However, Xiao Wuyou wanted to cry even more than he did.

The battle to seize the sword must be referring to the trip to seize the Nether Sword! If I don't always support Ye Qingmeng, will it be like the prophecy, with decades of love and hatred, and finally Ye Qingmeng will end up dying?

Xiao Wuyou couldn't think of any reason why he didn't support Ye Qingmeng.

Unless your identity is exposed.

As the Saint of the Demonic Path, Ye Qingmeng had to be her own enemy, both to protect herself from being hunted down by the Demonic Path and to protect herself from being expelled from the righteous path.

This is not right! How could Oscar, the immortal cultivator, reveal his righteous identity?

At least for now, Ye Qingmeng and her subordinates do not doubt themselves, so what went wrong?

Xiao Wuyou was puzzled, but what was certain was that in order to seize the Netherworld Sword, he would have to make the exact opposite of his choice in the prophecy.

No matter what happens, always stand on Ye Qingmeng's side!

The scene changed, and before his eyes was the familiar Meiying Pavilion and Ye Qingmeng's familiar playful smile.

Before she could speak, Xiao Wuyou volunteered: "I also want to lend a helping hand to the Saint Lady on this Nether Sword trip."

Xingcai frowned immediately: "This time it's not just us, there are other demon cultivators as well. You are a stranger, so if you go there it will inevitably cause dissatisfaction among them."

Ye Qingmeng spread his hands and said, "Why don't you stay at home and rest? We, the Demonic Sect, have already made preparations for this sword seizure, so there is no need to trouble you."

Ah, so you didn't plan to take me there at all?!

Xiao Wuyou was caught off guard, but he also understood that this was the most terrifying thing.

The protagonist of the dark genre has to go through hardships on the road to growth, and this kind of suffering will inevitably be paved with the flag of "we are fully prepared" and "it's a sure thing, there is no threat".

Look, even Ye Qingmeng has set a goal, it would be strange if nothing goes wrong during this sword-stealing process!

"What? Are you worried about me?" Seeing Xiao Wuyou looking at me in a daze, he couldn't help laughing, and a faint warmth flowed through his heart.

This feeling was quite novel to Ye Qingmeng, but she didn't hate it.

"Since you want to come so much, it's okay to bring you along." Ye Qingmeng stepped forward and poked Xiao Wuyou's nose.

Xiao Wuyou finally breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that the other party was just joking with him as usual.

The only one who was injured was Xingcai, who was fed a mouthful of dog food at close range. When she thought about having to watch these two people continue to show off on the way to seize the Nether Sword, she suddenly felt unwell.

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Before leaving, Xiao Wuyou secretly contacted Zhang Caiwei via messenger and told her not to act rashly.

"Ah? Shouldn't we wait for the demon cultivators to meet and then capture them all in one fell swoop, turning their bones into ashes?" Zhang Caiwei's fresh and sweet voice in the communication channel made Xiao Wuyou's scalp tingle.

If I think about it carefully, if it wasn't my fault that my identity was exposed, then wouldn't it be the Red Maple Valley guys? !

Xiao Wuyou had a headache, not knowing how to explain to the other party. He couldn't easily attack the demon cultivator, so he could only vaguely say: "You think too simply."

"Well...how about this, we will secretly follow Senior Brother Xiao and obey your orders. We will never act rashly unless you tell us to. How about that?" Zhang Caiwei was very well behaved and spoke in the tone of a caring little sister.

With her assurance, Xiao Wuyou felt a little more relieved.

Xiao Wuyou doesn't need to ask for help from Red Maple Valley, as long as they don't come to make trouble, he will be thankful.

After settling down in Red Maple Valley, Xiao Wuyou set off with Ye Qingmeng and Xingcai on a flying magic weapon.

After this trip, Xiao Wuyou discovered that the location of the Netherworld Sword was not far outside the City That Never Sleeps.

"In fact, we have heard that the Netherworld Sword is located in an ancient demonic tomb south of the City That Never Sleeps. In the past few days, we have finally broken the restrictions outside the tomb and gathered all the manpower." Xingcai explained to him.

Xiao Wuyou looked down and saw several figures waiting in front of the entrance of the bloody underground tomb.

These demon cultivators are all very young, and their cultivation is unmatched. They must be the geniuses of this generation of demons.

In addition to the arrogant and unruly Li Muxue, there is actually another acquaintance of Xiao Wuyou.

Isn't this Aolang, the little brother of Tyrant Beast Sect? I remember that he was quite arrogant when he was in the Black Ship Square in the East China Sea. Why is he afraid to say anything when he stands next to Li Muxue?

As soon as Xiao Wuyou landed, he immediately attracted their attention.

Especially Li Muxue, his eyes suddenly became gloomy, like a powder keg about to ignite.

"Ye Qingmeng, what does this mean?"

"I was just about to ask you, Young Master Li, you said you would only bring your trusted followers with you, but aren't you bringing too many people with you?" Ye Qingmeng retorted.

Then, she glanced at several magic geniuses one by one: "I didn't expect you to be so willing to serve as dogs for a bastard like Li Muxue? It seems that the future of the Seven Sects of the Magic is just like this."

"you!"