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

A bright red bolt of lightning struck, the world fell into darkness, and Xiao Wuyou woke up suddenly.

He opened his eyes in a daze and touched the intact smooth neck stupidly. It took him several seconds to realize that it was just a dream.

Somehow, the memories of my past life became more real and clearer.

This was a good thing for solving the prophecy, but thinking back to the gloomy loneliness, Xiao Wuyou couldn't laugh no matter what.

Not just five thousand years of memories.

The confusion when the young master left ten thousand years ago, the regret when he fell in front of Yan'er, the despair when he learned that Xiaoyu was no longer in the world eight thousand years ago, everything has become so profound, as if it were yesterday.

"asshole......"

Xiao Wuyou clenched his teeth and groaned.

In fact, from the very beginning, he didn't not care, he just pretended not to care, not to be swayed by emotions, to concentrate on doing the things at hand.

But this time, no matter what, he couldn't put it behind him. Whether he opened his eyes or closed them, he could see Tushan Momo's loneliness and sadness, but the smile she forced to make himself feel at ease.

No, no, no, it’s useless to think about these things!

Sadness and guilt can't save anyone. Only practical actions can grasp hope.

Xiao Wuyou took a deep breath and forced himself to think of a countermeasure to the prophetic picture.

Logically speaking, the invasion of demons is Momo's destined disaster.

Five thousand years ago, it was Momo's sacrifice that sealed the Demon Lord, and he was revered as the Demon King by later generations.

Unlike Yan'er and Xiaoyu, their destinies were interrupted by themselves. Yan'er failed to survive the calamity, Xiaoyu failed to overthrow the Dragon King, but Momo used her life to fulfill her own destiny.

No matter what, Momo cannot be sacrificed.

Five thousand years ago, I was unable to walk hand in hand with Momo, but now, can I survive the disaster just by staying with Momo?

This condition is a bit too subtle. Xiao Wuyou can't be sure until that time point, so he can only take it one step at a time.

Oh, and there is also the little master.

Whenever he thought of this, Xiao Wuyou felt overwhelmed with guilt.

Junior Grandmaster once said that she couldn’t interfere with the destiny of other children of destiny.

But it was not until now that Xiao Wuyou realized that for thousands of years, his junior master had watched helplessly as various tragedies unfolded, and his pain was no less than his own.

And I did that in front of her...

"Oh, I am such a sinful guy." Xiao Wuyou laughed bitterly and closed his eyes helplessly.

There is no point in thinking about tomorrow's worries now.

I'd better think of something happy and go to bed early.

For example, the salted fish life of living in seclusion in the mountains ten thousand years ago, the life of marrying into the Liu family, the life of lying down and getting paid in the Dragon Palace, and the life of idling around in Taohua Village all day long...

Fuck? Thinking carefully, it seems that I haven't done anything serious in my previous lives!

If I had known about luck and destiny at that time and prepared earlier, I would not have ended up in such a miserable situation later!

The more Xiao Wuyou thought about it, the more depressed he became, and he couldn't sleep.

"Hmm..."

Hearing a soft moan in his ear, Xiao Wuyou turned around and glanced at the fox demon girl who was resting her head on his arms.

Momo was seen biting the hilt of the Phoenix Sword, squinting her eyelashes, grinning with an extremely sweet smile, her fox ears drooping softly, and her tail protecting her belly, like a large fluffy marshmallow, very lovable.

"Oh, I wish I could be as carefree as you." Xiao Wuyou muttered with a smile on his face.

Just by looking at Momo's angelic smile, Xiao Wuyou was gradually infected and closed his eyes unconsciously.

zzzzz.......

I do not know how long it has been.

Faintly, Xiao Wuyou felt someone lying on top of him. The body was not heavy, but soft as jade, and filled with fragrance.

"Yan'er... stop making trouble..."

Only Liu Feiyan would catch him when he got up early, but Xiao Wuyou would always catch him back.

Xiao Wuyou didn't even think twice and pounced towards the chest with his claws.

However, this rub made Xiao Wuyou's confused consciousness become stagnant.

No...it's so big, is it a small fish?

But it's not as tender as usual, but it's more tender.

In a trance, he felt the person beside him getting closer to him. In addition to the touch as warm as jade, there was also something warm and fluffy rubbing between his hands and feet, like a big moving pillow.

The most important thing is that sweet yet unexpectedly sexy moan.

"We want more, more~"

Xiao Wuyou woke up instantly.

No, no, no! I clearly slept with Momo yesterday!

He sat up suddenly and threw back the quilt!

Chapter 60: The Choice Between Big and Small

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Under the quilt, the little fox girl was kneeling there, with sleepy eyes. She opened her mouth and yawned loudly, revealing her white fangs, and her fox ears also stretched slightly.

Seeing that Momo was still so petite and lovely, Xiao Wuyou felt relieved but also a little regretful.

and many more?

Xiao Wuyou took a closer look and suddenly discovered that the little fox girl's clothes had turned into pieces at some point. Momo in front of him was naked, and her milky skin shone brightly in the dim room. Only her trembling tail concealed the girl's youthfulness that was not to be seen by others.

"Ouch, cold..."

Momo was obviously not awake yet, with her tail wrapped around her body. She looked like a newborn fawn. She opened her arms, moved awkwardly a few times, and then fell on Xiao Wuyou.

Perhaps she felt the warmth, she rubbed it subconsciously, grinning in satisfaction and happiness.

Xiao Wuyou felt helpless and couldn't bear to wake Momo up at this time.

Just as he was about to pull the quilt, he saw a blushing figure rushing in from outside the tent.

"Wuyou, something happened.......?!"

Xiao Wuyou and Liu Feiyan looked at each other, their movements froze at the same time, and the air suddenly froze.

Only the little fox girl whimpered in a daze: "Master, I want more...more and more~"

Xiao Wuyou's face darkened: "Yan'er, listen to me."

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words came out, Liu Feiyan jumped up like a frightened rabbit and waved her hands repeatedly.

"I, I don't mind you and Momo being together! But, how should I put it, Momo is still a child..."

Liu Feiyan first raised her voice, and then it became as soft as a mosquito. She was in great panic, dancing around, at a loss.

Xiao Wuyou was anxious. Even if you are my wife, you can't slander my innocence out of thin air!

"No, listen to me..."

"No, no, no, it's okay, I understand!" Liu Feiyan interrupted forcibly, showing a sincere expression.

She had always known that Xiao Wuyou and Momo shared a bed, but she had never thought that they had crossed that line. She was somewhat mentally prepared for this.

"Xiao Yu told me that people's sexual preferences are free, not to mention that monks like us should not be bound by worldly principles. Well, even if, even if, even if... you like little girls, I won't mind!"

Liu Feiyan shouted in despair, then covered her face and ran out the door.

Xiao Wuyou was stunned for a long time, covering his face with his hands, wanting to cry but without tears.

Damn it, now Yan'er is going to think I'm a lolita complex!

My whole life of wisdom was ruined in one instant!

Xiao Wuyou has not yet recovered from the pain of being regarded as a lolita complex, but one problem after another arises.

The little fox girl beside him climbed up in a daze, squinting her eyes, with a big question mark forming on her fox tail.

"Why are our clothes gone?!"

Then she suddenly opened her eyes, first looking at the remnants of cloth on the bed, and then looking at Xiao Wuyou in front of her. Her bright red pupils were full of tremors, and her tender little face was full of blushes of shame and anger.

Seeing that Momo was about to scream, Xiao Wuyou also panicked.

The reputation of lolita complex is bad enough, and he doesn't want Yan'er outside the house to misunderstand that he is having a lustful arousal and forcefully attacks Momo!

"Mo Mo, ah Mo Mo, you'd better be more careful!" Xiao Wuyou took the initiative and shot forward with his head, interrupting Mo Mo's fox cry.

"Ah?" Momo covered her forehead blankly, a little confused.

"Last night your spiritual power was disordered and scattered everywhere, tearing your clothes. You have to be more careful next time." Xiao Wuyou pointed his finger and talked nonsense seriously.

"What, what? It wasn't the master who did it?" Tushan Momo lowered her head slightly.

While she was relieved, she also felt inexplicably depressed.

Sister Fourtail said that men would stare at the skin of women they like. But the master was not only not staring at him, but his eyes were obviously looking somewhere else.

Wow...Is it really necessary to grow up a little? Tushan Momo held up her chest, which was much larger than her peers, and sighed.

Xiao Wuyou had already glanced away, but he caught a glimpse of the girl's provocative movements out of the corner of his eye and his old face turned red.

No, you are a girl, what are you doing in front of me! ?

Xiao Wuyou gave her another stab in anger: "You better be more careful!"

Tushan Momo rubbed her head in grievance, and after a long pause, she asked, "Where are the snacks?"

Xiao Wuyou rolled his eyes at her and threw her a spare set of clothes from his ring.

"There will be a meeting soon, and there will be snacks during the meeting."

"Ohhhh!"

Momo no longer cared about her figure. She quickly put on a slightly loose white shirt of the same style as that of the Juejian Sect. She slid off the bed with her little butt, and her small bare feet, as white as milk, stepped on wooden clogs. She followed Xiao Wuyou out with her long sleeves dragging behind her.

As soon as the two of them went out, they saw Liu Feiyan standing at the door with her arms folded across her chest, stomping her long, slender black-silk legs anxiously.

Even now, those crimson eyes were still filled with horror.

Xiao Wuyou quickly changed the subject: "Yan'er, you said you had something to do?"

Liu Feiyan then coughed twice and said seriously: "Oh, yes, the demon army seems to be approaching, Master Shenchen asked all the great powers on the defense line to go to a meeting."

"The others have already gone. Lei Wanghu is guarding the southern front. We are the only one missing."

"Let's go, then."

The wings of scorching flames spread out behind Liu Feiyan, Xiao Wuyou held Momo's waist with one hand, stepped on the lightning dragon, and the three of them immediately flew in the air.

The entire Western Region defense line is thousands of miles long. Ordinary cultivators who want to move between defense lines in different areas need flying magic weapons.

However, with the speed of a great god, this distance is just like a walk.

Bored on the way, Xiao Wuyou recalled the overly soft touch this morning and asked Momo: "By the way, do you feel that you are getting bigger?"

"No, I do think about it!" Tushan Momo shook her head like a rattle.

Tushan Momo looked at her chest and sighed again.

Alas, when can I be as big as Sister Da Lai and make my master fall in love with me?

Liu Feiyan, who was standing by, glanced at Xiao Wuyou with a blank expression: "So you like big ones."

"No, the little one is also very good!" Xiao Wuyou quickly smiled at Liu Feiyan twice and reached out to hold the other's hand.

Liu Feiyan's expression softened a little, but her words were still harsh: "Humph, you looked so happy in Xiaoyu's arms yesterday."

"Oh? If Yan'er wants, maybe next time." Xiao Wuyou raised his eyebrows, causing the red-haired girl's face to turn red, and she punched him hard.

Master likes small ones?

This really stumped a certain fox girl. Her size couldn't be called big, but it was definitely not small either.

Tushan Momo thought about it, put one hand on her chest, and pressed down hard, but it bounced back like a chewy bun just out of the oven.

The little fox girl sighed even more heavily.