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

"Hmph, are you so unwilling to admit that I see through you?!" Seeing Xiao Wuyou's indifferent look on his face, Li Muxue couldn't help feeling embarrassed and annoyed.

He was played around by Xiao Wuyou to this extent, but the other party didn't even bother to look him in the face!

"We have no hatred against each other. I only attacked you because you endangered Ye Qingmeng." Li Muxue was covered in blood and glared at him with gritted teeth. He looked so miserable that Xiao Wuyou couldn't help but sigh.

But this casual remark became the last straw that broke the camel's back and broke Li Muxue's psychological endurance.

"Xiao Wuyou! Don't mention her name again!"

Chapter 38: Tragic Life (Update)

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"You are obviously the mastermind behind all this. That night, Qing Meng was just played around by you!"

Li Muxue has seen through it.

He had been wrong from the beginning. It was not the case that Ye Qingmeng had adopted a male lover and planned for him since he was young.

But it was Xiao Wuyou who had been planning and cultivating Ye Qingmeng since childhood!

"What on earth do you want to say?!" Xiao Wuyou was also shocked. He thought that this guy must have been possessed by magic and his brain must have been burned out to say such nonsense.

"Hehe, you just want to pretend to the end, right? It's obvious that Ye Qingmeng has been your woman from the very beginning! It was you who deliberately sent her into my magic path as an insider, just to pick her up and help you seize the Netherworld Sword today. Am I wrong?!" Li Muxue was already a little hysterical.

"Is that so?!" Zhang Caiwei and other righteous cultivators also turned around and looked at Xiao Wuyou in horror.

"No, I..." Xiao Wuyou, who was always eloquent, also stuttered at this time.

When Li Muxue saw that Xiao Wuyou finally showed some signs of panic, he felt happy and laughed heartily regardless of his injuries.

Just smiling, tears and blood began to seep out of the corners of his eyes.

If all this before was just speculation, Xiao Wuyou's silence proved it all.

That's right, the woman that Li Muxue had coveted all his life but never got, had already been in a carefree state since ten years ago!

Even if their Yin Yuan had not been broken, they must have already slept in the same bed and enjoyed countless nights of romance!

But it's not too late now.

At least I have seen through Xiao Wuyou's conspiracy!

Li Muxue looked at Xiao Wuyou deeply and made up his mind.

Xiao Wuyou was dressed in white and looked indifferent, as if everything in front of him was just a farce to him.

He has the capital to be arrogant as he has calculated this generation's genius of the magic path to this extent.

But I am Li Muxue, how can I bear it? !

"Xiao Wuyou, do you think you have won?!" Li Muxue shouted harshly.

"Almost?" Xiao Wuyou scratched his head.

A look of determination appeared on Li Muxue's face!

When a common man is angry, blood will splatter three feet. I, Li Mu, will fight to the death with everything I have and drag you to hell!

The next moment, Li Muxue ignited his own blood essence, erupting with blood as hot as magma. Cracks appeared all over his body, like a bomb that would explode at any time!

Igniting the essence and blood to self-destruct is the last ditch effort of the cultivator, where one life is worth another.

The Blood Prison Demonic Energy of the Blood Prison Sect is extremely ferocious. If used to self-destruct, the power will be much greater than that of ordinary cultivators. Even those in the Spirit Transformation Stage cannot be underestimated!

"No, retreat quickly!" Zhang Caiwei was horrified and hurriedly organized her fellow sisters to retreat.

However, Master Bai Gui and his companions took the opportunity to hide behind the classical door, intending to escape in the chaos.

"Xiao Wuyou, die!"

Li Muxue ignored the blood spurting out of his body and turned into a ball of scarlet light, stabbing straight at Xiao Wuyou, it was tragic and brutal.

As the young master of the Blood Prison Sect, he never thought that he would be forced to this point.

But it’s worth it to make Xiao Wuyou and Ye Qingmeng, the hateful couple, pay the price!

Oh, what a pity, I can only drag Xiao Wuyou to death, and I won’t be able to see the grief and despair of that bitch Ye Qingmeng...

Li Muxue was about to take Sanfang to relieve Sanfang and close his eyes with regret.

However, unexpectedly, Xiao Wuyou on the opposite side turned into a wisp of pink smoke and dissipated into the air.

Li Muxue felt that everything in front of him suddenly turned upside down and changed, and he couldn't help but be horrified.

The person in front of him was not Xiao Wuyou at all, but the devil's most precious treasure, the Netherworld Sword!

"No------------------!"

A heart-wrenching scream was heard from the hall.

But no matter how sad and angry he was, no matter how unwilling he was, his blood and essence had already been ignited and could not be interrupted.

The Netherworld Sword, which was lying quietly in place, sensed the approaching danger and automatically released a sword energy in response.

Li Muxue was split into two halves by a line of pitch-black sword energy. The self-destruction method that ignited his essence and blood released a dazzling red light, but it gradually disappeared with the death of Li Muxue, and there was no possibility of another explosion.

In mid-air, the two broken body parts were burned to ashes before they even hit the ground due to the out-of-control demonic energy and hellish blood.

For a moment, there was complete silence in the hall.

Xiao Wuyou was actually really puzzled as to why Li Muxue was so angry talking to himself, otherwise he had no intention of dealing with this guy.

But in the end he wanted to self-destruct, so Xiao Wuyou used the fox demon illusion to cooperate with him.

"Alas, why bother?" Xiao Wuyou couldn't help but shook his head, looked at the demon cultivator hiding behind the door, and asked sincerely: "Isn't it good to be alive?"

But the remaining three geniuses of the magic world were frightened when they noticed Xiao Wuyou's gaze.

What kind of person is Li Muxue? He has been arrogant and unruly all his life, and his arrogance is engraved in his bones. Even when facing a cultivator with a much higher cultivation level than himself, he dares to fight to the death.

To be honest, Master Baigui admires him very much.

His only shortcoming was that although he was Ye Qingmeng's fiancé, he was never liked by Ye Qingmeng.

When a common man is angry, his king's blood will be splattered three feet. However, Li Muxue, one of the best geniuses in the magic world, tried his best to ignite his blood and essence, but he didn't even stain Xiao Wuyou's white clothes!

For more than ten years, Li Muxue pursued Ye Qingmeng but failed to touch her even a finger.

Now he was facing Xiao Wuyou, but he only saw through his plan and tried his best without touching him even with a finger.

How sad and tragic!

And the culprit of this tragic life is Xiao Wuyou.

Even Li Muxue suffered the same fate, how could they possibly be able to defeat him? !

Facing Xiao Wuyou's gaze, Master Bai Gui reacted the fastest. He immediately walked out and bowed deeply to Xiao Wuyou: "The leader of the Absolute Sword Sect is worthy of his reputation. I admire him very much and am convinced. I will do whatever you want with him!"

Xiao Wuyou was stunned.

In fact, he wanted to let these guys go. After all, he had killed so many young masters of the Demon Sect, and he wanted to avoid being targeted by the Demon Sect for revenge.

"Are you sure you don't want to leave?" Xiao Wuyou asked gently.

But these words made Master Bai Gui feel like he was falling into an ice cellar.

He had just witnessed Xiao Wuyou's illusion, and even though Li Muxue ignited his blood and essence, it just sadly rushed towards the direction of the Netherworld Sword.

With the previous experience of Li Muxue, Master Baigui felt that Xiao Wuyou was a cruel person who loved to torture the losers! If he said he wanted to leave, he was afraid that he was under an illusion and was controlled to walk towards the Nether Sword!

The Hundred Ghosts Prince immediately knelt down and said, "Brother Xiao, what are you talking about? We are convinced and will admit defeat. How dare we disobey you!"

With the demonstration of the Young Master of Hundred Ghosts, One-armed Rakshasa and Podao looked at each other and knelt down with gritted teeth.

It’s not shameful to be alive!

"We will admit defeat and leave it to you to deal with!"

Xiao Wuyou thought to himself that it was unnecessary. A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated. He has no grudge against you. What are you doing?

Especially in front of so many junior sisters from the Red Maple Valley, it seems that I am very unkind!

Xiao Wuyou frowned unhappily and asked, "Why should I kneel?"

After these words were spoken, even the sensible Mr. Bai Gui had veins bulging on his forehead.

As a peer, I have already knelt down before you, what else do you want? !

Young Master Bai Gui took a deep breath, a look of determination appearing on his face.

Then he threw his head to the ground, and shouted: "Xiao Wuyou, I only ask you to spare my life, no matter what you ask!"

It’s not shameful to be alive!

Chapter 39: The Netherworld Sword is Hot

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"Brother Xiao, how do we deal with these evil demons?" Zhang Caiwei came to ask for instructions, with an eager look in her eyes.

Hearing his words, Master Bai Gui and the others were immediately filled with shame and indignation, but they dared not move.

They and Zhang Caiwei are old rivals, and each has their own wins and losses.

If Xiao Wuyou wasn't there, how could this woman have a chance to speak? But she stood on Xiao Wuyou's side and became the winner.

"Let's spare their lives." Xiao Wuyou sighed, "There's no need for us righteous monks to commit more crimes."

The Demonic Path suffered a heavy blow this time. If they lose a few more young masters, it will probably lead to crazy revenge from the Demonic Path.

As the saying goes, leave a way out for others. Xiao Wuyou himself has always been unwilling to have too many conflicts with the demons. This shows how unlucky Li Muxue is.

But people can't be too kind. Xiao Wuyou doesn't expect these magic geniuses to remember his kindness. It's hard to escape the death penalty, so it's better to let these magic geniuses suffer a little, but within their tolerance limit.

Zhang Caiwei nodded repeatedly and couldn't help but praise: "Brother Xiao, you mean to capture them and demand a high amount of compensation from the demon sect, right?"

"Okay." Xiao Wuyou had no idea what to do at the moment, so he just agreed.

"Very good! My father will definitely be willing to pay the compensation and I guarantee that everyone will be satisfied!" Young Master Bai Gui also breathed a sigh of relief.

Even if it was embarrassing, being alive was better than anything else. What's more, it was his father's money that he spent, so he didn't feel bad.

Unexpectedly, when Zhang Caiwei heard this, she looked over with a smile, as if the people in front of her were not three geniuses of the magic path, but three golden money bags.

"Of course, we have to ask for compensation from the Blood Prison Sect, but we can also pay you an advance now!"

As he was talking, the little girls from Red Maple Valley came over and laughed maliciously.

The three geniuses of the magic path couldn't help but break out in cold sweats.

"Wait, wait..."

"Stop talking nonsense! Get started!"

Without giving them any chance to explain, Zhang Caiwei rushed forward with a group of Red Maple Valley monks and stripped the three geniuses of the magic path from head to toe and from inside to outside.

The foundation of the seven evil sects is no worse than that of the four righteous sects. How could their young masters have few treasures?

Now that the three demon dao geniuses were in their hands, how could the Red Maple Valley cultivators be soft-hearted? What's more, not only did they rob the magic weapons and elixirs, they also touched the few people in a wretched manner.

Not to mention the one-armed Rakshasa, Podao and Prince of a Hundred Ghosts are good-looking, it would be a waste not to take advantage of this opportunity!

"Wow~ Earth-level magic weapon, it's mine!"

"Isn't this a beauty pill? It's obviously prepared for my lover!"

"Hey, don't be shy, let me see how you've grown~"

"Assholes! Is this your righteous way of doing things?!" Young Master Bai Gui howled in pain, but his two fists were no match for four hands, and he was pinned to the ground by the crazy women.

Holding on to his loincloth tightly was the last bit of stubbornness of this evil young master.

The one-armed Rakshasa smiled foolishly, opened his arms, and waited for the girls to touch him, but Zhang Huaiyu used his internal energy to hit him on the back of the head and knocked him unconscious on the spot.

It's true that I didn't get any sweetness at all.

Xiao Wuyou couldn't bear to watch it anymore. He mourned for these three idiots for three seconds, then shook his head, turned around, and walked straight to where the Netherworld Sword was.

The evil energy rolled in, emitting astonishing momentum.

The people present were either cultivators of the devil or masters of the righteous path who used elixirs and magic weapons to protect themselves.

If this thing is left outside, even if the sword is not drawn, its mere existence is enough to cause devastation to all living things and the toy will be corroded by evil spirits.

Even if we put aside the sect's mission, we can't just leave it alone.

Song Dugu followed honestly, looking at the magic sword in the hall, with a burning emotion in his eyes: "Congratulations, Senior Brother, for winning the Netherworld Sword!"