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

"But just when I thought I would be in darkness forever, I saw the light." Ye Qingmeng turned around and looked at Xiao Wuyou with tenderness on her face.

"It was Xiao Wuyou who taught me that the difference between good and evil lies not in the method of cultivation, identity and position, but in the heart!"

Even Song Dugu listened attentively and couldn't help muttering to himself: "It's all about the heart! It turns out that the senior brother is really insightful!"

Ye Qingmeng paused and closed her eyes, as if she was recalling the good old days. After a moment, she continued, "Since then, I have been undercover in the Demonic Path. On the surface, I am a saint, but secretly I help Xiao Wuyou to defeat the Demonic Path's conspiracy!"

After listening to this, Xiao Wuyou suddenly felt something was wrong.

Ye Qingmeng held Xiao Wuyou's hand and said intoxicatedly: "We fought side by side for many times, shared life and death, and we also formed a bond because of this. Finally, Xiao Wuyou couldn't help but express his feelings to me, and told me that one day, he would save me from the hands of the devil and gain my freedom!"

Xiao Wuyou couldn't hold it in any longer. What kind of romance novel was this? The private goods were too wild!

It's fine if it's just a joke, but how could the monks in Red Maple Valley believe it...

Xiao Wuyou was just about to polish Ye Qingmeng's work when he heard a sob. He looked up and found that all the monks in Red Maple Valley, including Zhang Caiwei, were in tears and were deeply moved by these words.

Are these guys too naive?! They are the ones who are fighting against demons and defending the Way, but they really won't be fooled by the evil ways?!

"Wow, what kind of fairy tale love is this?!"

"I've hit it, I've hit it. Sister Ye Qingmeng has finally been liberated after so many years!"

Zhang Caiwei's eyes were red, she sobbed and bowed to Ye Qingmeng solemnly: "Miss Ye, I was wrong about you. I never thought that you would do so much for the righteous path in obscurity!"

Xiao Wuyou asked tentatively: "So, you won't embarrass Ye Qingmeng anymore, right?"

Zhang Caiwei raised her head, her chest trembling with excitement: "Brother Xiao, Miss Ye is in the dark, but her heart is in the light. She has devoted herself to the devil's way but has not forgotten the righteousness of the righteous way. How could we embarrass her?!"

"You can rest assured. We will protect Ye Qingmeng's safety from now on!" Zhang Caiwei patted her chest and said righteously.

Xiao Wuyou was so shocked that he didn't know where to start complaining.

Right now, all the cultivators in Red Maple Valley are taking care of Ye Qingmeng, so there’s no need for me to worry about it.

Alas, as long as Ye Qingmeng’s safety is guaranteed, that’s enough.

Even the Red Maple Valley, which is the most hostile to the demonic sect among the four major sects, wants to protect Ye Qingmeng, so other sects will not make things difficult for her anymore.

"So, the reason why Senior Brother Xiao planned to deal with the Blood Prison Sect was to give Miss Ye a token of allegiance to the righteous path, right?" Zhang Caiwei came to her senses and confirmed with Xiao Wuyou.

"That's right." Whatever you say is what it is. I'm just a ruthless confirmation machine.

Xiao Wuyou was too lazy to explain.

"Miss Ye, congratulations. Li Xueyao is dead, and you have finally proved your innocence. You can now escape from the hands of the evildoers!" Zhang Huaiyu also congratulated Ye Qingmeng.

"This is all thanks to Xiao Wuyou." Ye Qingmeng echoed everyone and had the same thought in his mind.

If it weren't for Xiao Wuyou, she would have either fallen into the devil and become a monster, or been captured by Li Xueyao and lived a life worse than death. As for escaping from the devil's way, she thought it would take years of planning and risking her entire life to be able to do so, but she didn't expect that just by chatting and laughing, one of the four major sects would be willing to clear her name.

Everything seems like a dream that is too beautiful to be realistic.

Uneasy, unreal, yet full of hope.

Ye Qingmeng couldn't help but move closer to Xiao Wuyou and whispered in his ear: "From now on, I have nowhere to go. I have to give myself to you, you must take responsibility."

"Of course." Xiao Wuyou smiled knowingly.

Such ambiguous behavior made the little girls blush.

Zhang Caiwei could only sigh that she was not blessed enough to be associated with such a gentle and kind man. She tactfully took her fellow apprentice sisters away so as not to disturb this couple who had gone through so much hardship.

Xiao Wuyou saw Zhang Caiwei and the others leave, and then looked at the affectionate girl in front of him, and couldn't help but feel distracted: "Didn't you say before that you would give me a kiss when you come back?"

"Are you sure you only want one?" Ye Qingmeng narrowed her eyes playfully and slightly opened her red lips.

No more words needed.

At dawn, the sun was rising. The two bathed in the golden sun, interlocked their lips, and indulged in the warmth of each other with their tongues.

And the sad and desperate prophetic picture in Xiao Wuyou's mind seemed to be purified by the warm gold and disappeared forever.

In a trance, Xiao Wuyou seemed to see that in the future, at every dawn, the lazy woman would give him an intimate kiss on the pillow to start a beautiful day. At every sunset, the charming girl would push him to the edge of the bed and tease him affectionately, making him forget all the worries of the day.

In his eyes, the future of the two of them is just like the dawn, warm and shining.

Chapter 62 A Serious Misunderstanding

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In the abyss of the dark hall, all the demons bowed their heads in submission.

In front of the Demon Emperor who stands at the pinnacle of the devil's way and the pinnacle of the path of cultivation, no demon cultivator dares to surpass him.

There was always a dark and heavy demonic aura surrounding him, as if he were the abyss itself. If a cultivator just glanced at him, he might fall into the devil's trap.

However, right in front of this Lord of All Demons, a man in a black robe and a mask mocked him mercilessly.

"You no longer have a choice."

"The Saint has betrayed you, the magic sword has been taken away, and you have no way to protect yourself. Joining forces with us is your only choice."

The Demon Emperor showed no joy or sadness, he just stared silently at the man in black in front of him.

After a long while, the Demon Emperor snorted coldly: "Is this how you tricked the Demon Buddha into committing suicide?"

With just this cold snort, a wave of dark demonic energy swept across the entire hall, engulfing the figure of the man in black.

The latter couldn't even resist, and in just a moment, his body was burned to ashes.

But what was strange was that in the empty corner, a man with exactly the same clothes and aura suddenly appeared without any warning.

"The devil Buddha was so self-righteous that he died under the Tushan sword. What about you? Are you also self-righteous?"

"You lost to him once before. Why should I trust you?" The Demon Emperor was relentless and insisted on getting to the bottom of the matter.

The Lord of Ten Thousand Demons, the pinnacle of the devil. In the eyes of the world, this is the pinnacle of this world. With just one more step, he can transcend this world, either becoming a fairy or a devil.

However, the Demon Emperor knew that they were all lies.

Even though he was the Demon Emperor, he was far from being invincible in the world, let alone being able to do whatever he wanted.

Those who practice cultivation struggle hard, just hoping for a glimmer of hope for survival. There is no difference between a Qigong disciple and a Demon Emperor.

"I will never take action if there is no chance of winning." This is the Demon Emperor's bottom line.

"If you don't take action, what chance do you have of winning when he finally returns to his peak?" The man in black couldn't help but laugh, and even felt a little sympathetic towards him: "Come to think of it, if he really remembered everything, you would be the first person he would look for, right?"

The Demon Emperor's eyes suddenly widened, and in an instant, the space twisted, and the demonic energy surged. In the void, a pitch-black demon claw pierced through the body of the man in black and tore him into pieces with just one strike.

But the next moment, the man poked his head out from behind the Demon Emperor's throne, and said in a very strange way, "Don't worry."

"The descendant of the Sword Immortal is still far from the peak. You only need to contain those righteous masters, and we have our own ways to deal with him."

The Demon Emperor was shaken.

Now all the cards to save his life are gone. Instead of hiding here, why not fight for that glimmer of hope? Isn't it the monk's job to fight against the way of heaven?

At least by joining forces with this person, I don't have to face that monster directly...

No, there's one more person.

In addition to that monster, there is another equally tricky guy

"Where is the Sword Master?"

"What?" The man in black was a little surprised.

"My old injury has not healed yet, so I am no match for the Sword Immortal." Whenever the Demon Emperor thought of that earth-shattering battle, his chest would ache slightly.

Over the past ten thousand years, the Demon Emperor's life has been on the verge of death twice.

Once, it was because of the monster that almost transcended this world.

The other time was when it was created by the founder of the Juejian Sect, the Sword Immortal Longyue.

There was a horrible cross-shaped sword scar on his chest, which was caused by these two people, and it is still draining away his lifespan.

"So you didn't know yet?" Unexpectedly, the man in black was speechless after hearing this, and then he burst into laughter.

"Don't worry."

"In that battle, Bei Ming Long Yue was injured much more seriously than you imagined."

"The Sword Fairy of Longyue is about to die. No matter what happens, she will never take action again!"

"Are you serious?" The Demon Emperor's eyes lit up.

"It's absolutely true! If not, why didn't she go out herself to seize the magic sword, but sent her successor to do it?" The masked man had been planning this for a long time, so how could he have missed out on the swordsman of the time?

To be honest, the masked man even suspected that Bei Ming Long Yue had already passed away at Jue Jian Peak. After all, the attack was too terrifying, and Bei Ming Long Yue was still alive after taking it hard, which made the powerful people present at the time unbelievable. How could she live so long with such a serious injury?

Even if he is alive, he is probably just struggling to survive.

The Demon Emperor was convinced and finally agreed to join forces: "I will trust you again!"

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In the world of cultivating immortals, there hasn’t been such big news in a long time.

The war between good and evil has ceased, the noble families have retired, the demon race has declined, and even the Dragon King, who loved to stir up trouble the most, has been silent for a long time.

No one would have thought that in this peaceful era, there would be a powerful person in the Spirit Transformation Stage who would take action.

No one would have expected that this powerful being in the Spirit Transformation Stage would die at the hands of a junior.

No matter whether it was the righteous or evil paths, or the human or demon races, for a moment, the entire world of immortal cultivation was alarmed.

Of course, the same goes for the Juejian Sect.

What particularly alarmed the entire world of immortal cultivators was the eldest senior brother of their sect. The cultivators of Juejian Sect were extremely excited during these days.

The chief of the Absolute Sword Sect defeated the evil conspiracy, slew the Crimson Demon Lord with his sword, and annihilated the Blood Prison Sect! Just thinking about it, they were all excited.

However, some are happy while others are sad.

What Liu Feiyan was concerned about was not Xiao Wuyou's defeat of the Blood Prison Sect's conspiracy, but another matter.

"The Demon Saint is actually the Black Butterfly Oiran, and Xiao Wuyou has formed a relationship with her and said that he wants to be with her for life?! Are you kidding me!"

In the small attic of Lingbo Peak, Liu Feiyan stared with her red, flaming eyes, grabbing Tushan Momo and shaking her back and forth, making the little guy so dizzy that he stuck out his tongue.

"No, I don't know! That's what everyone says!"

"It's strange, your fiancé Taohuayuan is too good." Xie Fengchen, who floated over from the side, was also puzzled, "Junior sister loves him, fox girl serves him, and he just went out for a while and made such a big news, and he also picked up a little goblin back."

Xie Fengchen shook his head: "If you don't work harder, you won't have a chance."

"It's so annoying!"

Liu Feiyan yelled in her heart, then quickly turned to Su Lanyu.

This time it was different, Momo was silly and not a threat.

But Ye Qingmeng is a peerless courtesan and a demonic witch. It is too dangerous to let such a woman get close to Xiao Wuyou!

Liu Feiyan was so anxious that she had no idea what to do. She could only count on Su Lanyu: "Xiaoyu, think of a solution quickly!"

"Ha, haha... the oiran... is that so, Wuyou, brother, you like this type..." Su Lanyu made a horrible hoarse and low voice, pouring tea into the air, and the tea spilled all over the floor.

In desperation, Liu Feiyan pinched the pair of fat balls that made her envious and jealous.

With a cry of pain, Su Lanyu finally returned to normal.

"What are you doing?!" Su Lanyu covered her chest with tears in her eyes.

"Stop talking nonsense. I'm going to find Xiao Wuyou right now. If you want to go, let's go together!" Liu Feiyan took out the flaming goose-feather knife viciously, with murderous intent.

Chapter 63: Winner

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After the battle in the City That Never Sleeps, Xiao Wuyou boarded the flying spirit ship of Red Maple Valley and returned on the way.

However, he couldn't take Ye Qingmeng back.

After all, Ye Qingmeng was once the Saint of the Demonic Path. Asking her to join the righteous path all of a sudden would only cause controversy and even attract hunting down by the Demonic Path. It is better for her to keep a low profile for now.

At the same time, in order to take Ye Qingmeng back, the consent of the Great Elder must be obtained, and Xiao Wuyou cannot act on his own.

Besides, how should he deal with the relationship between her and Yan'er and the others?

Ye Qingmeng is not as easy to get along with as Momo. Before settling Yan'er and the others, Xiao Wuyou didn't want them to get together so soon.

Otherwise, if a group of lucky children started fighting, who should he help? Just thinking about it gave Xiao Wuyou a headache.

Zhang Caiwei said that Hongfeng Valley would temporarily look after Ye Qingmeng, as well as Xingcai and other demon cultivators, which saved Xiao Wuyou a lot of worry.