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

Of course, he was also very cunning and knew that the righteous sect would not let him off after he did this, so he ran away after venting his anger, leaving the other party with an opportunity to catch him.

But the righteous sect controls half of the world of immortal cultivation. Even if they cannot take his life, they can still tarnish his reputation.

The right way is just a name.

Just like that, the boy's future was ruined.

He was slandered as a demon, an evildoer, the most despicable person in the world, and was despised by the entire world of immortal cultivation.

Of course, he himself didn't care, and had already prepared himself to be treated like this. His thoughts were simple, he just wanted to vent his anger for the person he cherished most in the world.

But one day, Bei Ming Long Yue came out of seclusion.

She figured it out. It was her personality that made it okay for her to live in seclusion for many years. But it was different for the teenager. He was still young and should go out for a walk.

So she heard the dirty words from the outside world, so she went to confront the righteous sect, so she was treated rudely and ridiculed.

So she heard everyone humiliating the boy.

So she drew her sword.

With a casual slash, blood flowed like a river, the sky collapsed and the earth split, and countless righteous mighty men fell like ants, but it did not cause a ripple in her eyes.

The orthodox sects at that time thus cut off their inheritance.

Those who witnessed that battle started calling her the Sword Fairy of Longyue from that moment on.

As gorgeous as the moon, as cold and ruthless as the moon.

As ethereal as a fairy, as cruel as a fairy.

Chapter 20: Past and Future

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However, the world only saw the cruel side of Bei Ming Long Yue, but did not know why she drew the sword.

Under extreme fear, no one cared anymore.

In order to survive, the righteous monks who were still present at the time respected her as a sword fairy and said that from now on, she would be the only leader of the righteous path.

But Bei Ming Long Yue never cared.

She only cared about the boy's astonished expression when he chased after her and witnessed all this.

"I..." Just now, she killed countless righteous mighty men without blinking an eye, but in front of the young man, she was uneasy, and the hand holding the sword was shaking slightly.

She knew that the boy admired her, so she didn't want to be seen with such a cruel and filthy side.

But she never expected that the boy would walk towards her with a normal expression and then extend his hand to her.

"It will get dirty." Bei Ming Long Yue looked at his blood-stained hands, a little hesitant.

"I don't care." But the boy took her hand forcibly.

"Let's go home."

Bei Ming Long Yue was distracted for a moment, then nodded obediently and held his hand tightly.

The two men, whose blood was on their hands, retired from the world under the fear of the world.

Looking at the blood-stained silver-haired girl in the picture, whose face was no longer as flawless as the moon, and the young man who was willing to stand by her side at any time, Xiao Wuyou could only sigh.

Be it the blurry young boy or the young master, both of them were too clumsy.

Killing all the members of the righteous sect seemed to be a relief, but the two of them were ultimately on the opposite side of the immortal cultivation world at that time, and in order to seek stability, they could only live in seclusion.

Xiao Wuyou is not bragging. If he were to handle it himself, whether it was the dispute with the junior master at the beginning, the righteous competition, or even the scene where the junior master had a dispute with the righteous sect, there would have been room for maneuver.

Xiao Wuyou thought of several methods for no reason, but was also stunned.

The idea is so clear that it's a little weird.

It was as if he had been thinking about these things for a very long time.

However, before he could delve deeper, his consciousness receded like the tide.

A dazzling morning light came in from outside the window. Xiao Wuyou woke up, but lay motionless on the bed, thinking about everything in his dream.

Perhaps that was the memory of the young master.

Xiao Wuyou could fully understand the thoughts of that confused boy.

He was not coveting fame and fortune at all, he just wanted to take this young boy, who was always so lonely that he had to live with the moonlight, out for a look.

Those broken memories cannot be changed.

But the future still has endless possibilities.

Since he can't do it, then do it yourself.

Xiao Wuyou calmed down and sat up suddenly, only to catch a glimpse of an illusory figure slowly putting on her robe.

Under the golden morning sun, three thousand silver threads swayed in the wind.

The shoulders were as sharp as a knife, the waist was as straight as a slender waist, the delicate neck, the slender arms, the skin like first snow, at that moment, the beauty seemed like the most exquisite art in the world.

The sun rises and there is light snow, it looks just like a fairy descending to earth.

Xiao Wuyou was a little confused for a moment. He rubbed his eyes, but found that there was no little master sitting beside him in neat clothes drinking tea. He tilted his head in confusion.

"Good morning." Xiao Wuyou was a little hesitant, unable to tell whether it was a dream or reality.

"Yes." The young master nodded slowly.

Oh, could it be that I have been driven insane by the prophecy? I actually saw the naked body of my junior master just now.

how can that be possible!

What on earth did the young master have to do to take off his clothes? !

Xiao Wuyou didn't dare to think about it anymore. He got up hurriedly and ran to the other end of the room to take a bath and change clothes.

Only after he left did Bei Ming Long Yue finally breathe a sigh of relief and pour herself a cup of real tea.

That’s right, the moment Xiao Wuyou got up just now, she was putting on her clothes!

Xiao Wuyou, dressed simply and neatly, came running back after a while: "Little Grandmaster, will you go with us to the venue of the Righteous Competition?"

Bei Ming Long Yue's expression suddenly dawned on him, and he felt that these words sounded strangely familiar.

However, before she could answer, Xiao Wuyou took her hand and said, "The venue is very lively, let's go and take a look!"

Xiao Wuyou's smile was warmer and brighter than the morning sun, making it impossible for the girl to refuse.

"Then go and have a look."

The two held hands and walked out the door.

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The sun rises and the dark night gradually dissipates.

An ordinary restaurant suddenly exploded with a golden light.

A handsome but rather disheveled young man ran away in the street, cursing and holding up his trousers.

A woman with long flaxen hair and a Sanskrit cloth wrapped around her eyes followed closely behind.

Even Qin Wuya couldn't help but lose his composure when he was attacked in the gentle arms of a woman.

"Who are you to attack me?!"

"Who are you to attack my rival's fiancée?!"

Another punch came, and Qin Wuya barely dodged it, but the restaurant behind him was directly pierced by the golden light and collapsed.

After hearing what the other party said, Qin Wuya finally knew why he was being targeted and he couldn't help but get furious.

Damn this righteous sect, bullying others by taking advantage of their power. Even Xiao Wuyou has such powerful thugs to vent his anger on him without even showing his face!

Looking at the other person's figure carefully, Qin Wuya realized that there was a true meaning of Sanskrit lingering around this woman.

"Master, be careful! This man has mastered the Vajra Kung Fu to perfection, so don't be careless!" The third master of the Qin family jumped out from the ruins and warned.

But Qin Wuya did not retreat, instead he challenged the woman in front of him: "You are the Cihui of the Vajra Sect, right? This saves me the trouble of looking for you."

"Let me see how much stronger you are than the guy from Spirit Beast Manor!"

Qin Wuya suddenly burst out with a dark green spiritual power, which surprised Cihui slightly.

However, Cihui was also in a good fighting situation. Feeling the opponent's momentum, he became more excited.

"It's true that I was right not to attend those crappy parties. There are bargains to be found just by walking around the streets."

"You hurt Zhulong and tried to get your hands on Xiao Wuyou's girl. If I beat you up and do two favors at the same time, I'll make a lot of money!"

Originally, Cihui was strolling on the street looking for an expert to challenge, but she heard the righteous monks on the street talking about someone trying to be rude to Xiao Wuyou's fiancée, so she followed the search team around.

Isn't this just a chance encounter?

Ci Hui shouted loudly, and his whole body turned into a golden stream. The Vajra Divine Art started to work, and the spiritual energy in his body exploded like a furnace fire.

In a corner of Yingyue City, golden light shines brightly.

However, this full-strength attack from the late Nascent Soul stage was actually blocked by Qin Wuya with one hand!

Qin Wuya's hand was covered with a thick black tortoise armor, and the power of the Vajra Divine Art's punch could not shake it at all.

"Who is that person?! He is no match for even the true disciple of Vajra Sect!" The monks hiding aside and watching were horrified.

At this moment, a playful smile finally appeared on Qin Wuya's lips.

"Remember, my name is Qin Wuya, and I want to defeat the man who is carefree and carefree!"

Ci Hui laughed out loud: "You are worthy?!"

On one side, golden Sanskrit words flourished, and on the other side, the shadow of the Black Tortoise materialized. The two men punched out at the same time, colliding fiercely and destroying the entire street.

Chapter 21 He Doesn't Deserve It

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The righteous competition is held in the form of a competition arena.

The area around Yingyue Pavilion will be divided into four major areas, and the four major sects will send people to maintain order.

As the chief of Juejian Sect, Xiao Wuyou naturally has to go to the area under the Juejian Sect's responsibility.

Of course, fighting between cultivators can easily destroy buildings, so the so-called area is where the four major sects set up formations or magic weapons and built competition venues above Yingyue City.

The Juejian Sect prepared twelve giant flying swords, each over a thousand meters long. The twelve swords were crossed and overlapped as a venue for the cultivators to fight.

As for the audience seats, each sect, according to their prestige and power, voluntarily boarded their flying magic weapons and floated on the giant flying sword.

What? No flying magic weapon? Then just stand in the air by yourself.

What? If you can't even fly, there's no point in participating in this competition with so many experts.

In front of a multitude of magical weapons, each displaying its magical powers, the flying sword of the Juejian Sect still stands at the highest point in the sky, overlooking all the other mountains.

Only the flying magic weapons of the other three major sects in the distance are qualified to compare with it.

Just by talking about flying magic weapons, one can intuitively see that the four major sects are far superior to other sects and individual cultivators in terms of their foundation.

However, this year's participating monks were not intimidated by the momentum of the four major sects. Instead, their spirits were much higher than in previous years.

Because this year the selection method for the first place in the right path has changed!

The leader of Lingshou Manor personally announced that in the next week, everyone will be eligible to vote and can choose any cultivator except the leader, elders, and magic cultivators!

There are no specific requirements, it all depends on people's wishes.

Strength, appearance, character, morality, which foot you step forward first when walking, everything can be the key to choosing the righteous senior brother!

This also means that the cultivators who have always been inferior to the four major sects finally have a chance.

"I am Li Gang from the Black Iron Gate! Come and fight me if you don't agree!"

"Brothers~Remember to support your sister~"

"My friends who subscribed to me can get the Foundation Building Pill for free!"

"In the South City Mermaid Pavilion, tonight there will be a little mermaid dancing from the South China Sea. Don't miss it~"

Now the monks were no longer in a hurry to fight. Before going on stage, some of them danced, some posed in coquettish poses, and the most outrageous ones even came up to advertise directly.

No one knows what life will be like for the next person to take office.