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

The hot and passionate kiss proved Xiao Wuyou's feelings better than any words.

Tushan Momo hesitated for only a second, then wagged her tail happily and responded with an equally passionate kiss.

The expression of emotions is already engraved in the instinct of the fox demon. This is clearly the first time in this life, but for Momo it is just a continuation of something that has been repeated countless times five thousand years ago.

After a moment, overlapping gasps were heard in the silent night.

Xiao Wuyou said shamelessly: "Momo, the reason I hesitated is just because I was worried that you couldn't handle it."

"It's okay... Master, can you bear it?" Momo suppressed the heat in her heart and said something more.

"Of course." Xiao Wuyou smiled.

Tushan Momo was still a little worried, she covered her chest and said sadly: "Well, Master, won't think I'm too big?"

Xiao Wuyou was amused and asked seriously, "Do you think I'm too big?"

Tushan Momo's pretty face turned red, and she waved her little claws to scratch Xiao Wuyou.

However, the limp arm was soon grasped by Xiao Wuyou's hands, and finally pressed in one hand.

The white-haired fox girl moaned softly and fell down beside the hot spring pool. The bath towel, which was already unable to bear the weight, finally fell off.

After being freed from the restraints, the fullness and snow-whiteness that belonged only to her finally swayed in the night, creating a breathtaking sight.

Xiao Wuyou kissed her.

"Ah...don't, don't bite......."

It is smooth, soft and glutinous, with a strong milky aroma and a hint of peach blossom fragrance.

The most delicious peach blossom snowball in the world is just this.

Tushan Momo's eyes changed from initial panic and shame to enjoyment, and finally, a strange love appeared in her rosy eyes.

As the water rippled, the slender jade pillar actually wrapped around Xiao Wuyou's waist.

The evening breeze blew, peach blossoms flew, crystals splashed, and the nine-tailed fox swayed.

Finally, the fox ears that were raised high trembled like contacts and then collapsed softly.

Even so, the two were reluctant to separate. They just enjoyed the cool evening breeze, immersed themselves in the warm spring water, and looked up at the starry sky.

When his breathing finally stabilized, Xiao Wuyou said solemnly: "Momo, no one will hate the big one."

Tushan Momo's eyes were dazed, and she replied in a slightly hoarse but still sweet voice: "Indeed."

After all the hard work, it was hard for Xiao Wuyou not to feel sleepy in the warm hug.

But just when his eyelids were about to close, he felt the fluffy tail wrapped tightly around his body, and the kiss on his chest was so hot.

Burning, too burning.

He woke up suddenly and found Tushan Momo standing up, with crystal clear lines running across her delicate skin, which looked lifelike yet astringent.

The Nine-Tailed Demon Girl licked the bright red tip of her tongue, with love still in her eyes.

"Master, more, give us more~"

The spring water is no longer warm.

Burning, too burning.

The ninth volume: Demonic power kills the emperor, drunkenly leans beside the king and dreams of the rest of his life

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Chapter 1 Hardships that Ordinary People Can't Bear

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Today is the monthly martial arts competition of Juejian Sect, where the disciples will decide their rankings. It is also the best time for lower-level disciples to challenge those in higher positions.

Ever since Xiao Wuyou came out of seclusion, this competition has lost its previous suspense, and the white-robed sword god always stands proudly among the heroes.

Later on, the other true disciples no longer called it a challenge, but instead said "Please give me some advice, senior brother."

But this time, the final winner was not the eldest senior brother of Juejian Sect, but the indifferent Song Dugu.

"Hey, why didn't the senior brother come this time?"

"That's right! I can't even see my brother's love swordsmanship!"

"You want to watch kendo? I'm embarrassed to tell you!"

Since returning from the Western Regions, Xiao Wuyou has been in seclusion at Juejian Peak and has not appeared since. Everyone is looking forward to seeing Xiao Wuyou's heroic figure in the sect competition, but now that they can't do so, they are naturally dissatisfied.

Not to mention the disciples watching the game below the stage, even Song Dugu on the stage had a look of disappointment on his face and walked off the stage dejectedly.

"Without the senior brother here, what's the point of this competition?" Song Dugu sat back in the spectator's seat, but he had little interest in the following competition.

Yang Wei, who was standing by, glanced at him and said with a wry smile: "Big Brother has long been from a different world than us!"

Xiao Wuyou had already gained great fame after settling the immortal cultivation families and overthrowing the Dragon King's tyranny. This time, assisting the Western Region coalition forces in suppressing the demon rebellion pushed Xiao Wuyou's reputation to the peak, to the point that they were somewhat numb.

"If nothing unexpected happens, it won't be long before the eldest senior brother becomes the head of the sect." Yang Wei said with emotion.

"Need I say more? Apart from him, who else is qualified to be the next leader?" Fan Tong rolled his eyes at him.

Yang Wei emphasized his tone and said seriously: "No, I mean, the eldest brother will soon become the head of the sect."

Song Dugu and Fan Tong looked at each other in shock.

Most of the younger generation of monks have never participated in the defense of the Western Regions, and have no idea what an astonishing feat it is to help suppress the Demon Lord.

But Yang Wei had already guessed what the elders meant from the information revealed by his master.

If before, the Juejian Sect still wanted to protect Xiao Wuyou and let him grow slowly, now they have begun to acknowledge that Xiao Wuyou is able to stand on his own.

"Big Brother, perhaps you can become the youngest leader of the Juejian Sect... no, the youngest leader in the immortal cultivation world in ten thousand years." Yang Wei's voice trembled a little, and his eyes showed strong excitement.

No matter how big or small the sect is, if a cultivator who is no more than fifty years old becomes the sect leader, even if he has a high level of cultivation, he will be looked down upon by all walks of life due to his qualifications.

Therefore, even if many third-rate sects have a genius, they often still have to let an elder act as a face to the outside world, otherwise it will be difficult to convince the public.

It would be ridiculous for someone else to be the head of a sect at such a young age.

But with Xiao Wuyou's prestige and achievements, it is not impossible!

Not to mention the Juejian Sect, the leader of the immortal cultivation family, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, and the current Demon King, with these big guys backing them up, who would dare to disobey?

"What inside information do you know? Tell me in detail, tell me in detail!" Fan Tong, whose appetite was whetted, asked hurriedly.

But Yang Wei just shook his head and smiled without saying anything: "The secret cannot be revealed. I have said enough."

In fact, he was just guessing, but saying it this way made it seem like he understood it better.

Fan Tong thought about it patiently, then said hesitantly, "No wonder, if the eldest brother is about to take over as the head of the sect, it's no wonder that he has been unable to spare time recently."

"Well, even if we put aside the matter of the head of the sect, the eldest brother has other things to do!" Yang Wei spread his hands and smiled, which all men understood.

Except for Song Dugu, everyone looked confused.

"What's the meaning?"

"Well, think about it, the eldest brother has so many Taoist companions, all of whom are stunningly beautiful. How could they have time to compete with us?" Yang Wei said as a matter of course.

Fan Tong's expression also became more excited, and he curled his lips: "To be honest, it is true."

The Fairy Divine Phoenix, the Dragon King's daughter, the Chosen Demon King, all kinds of beauties, which one of them is not stunningly beautiful?

If it were any other sect, there would probably be countless gifted sons and daughters fighting for a piece of her beauty, causing the sect to become enemies.

However, in terms of cultivation and background, none of these three could match them, and only Xiao Wuyou was worthy of them. So no matter how jealous the disciples of the Absolute Sword Sect were, they could not have the slightest intention of competing.

But at this moment, a gloomy and old voice, yet domineering, like a muffled thunder in the clouds, sounded behind the two of them.

"Wuyou will be like you guys, indulging in women all day long?!"

At some point, the Great Elder appeared behind them.

Yang Wei and Fan Tong were so frightened that they quickly stood up, smiled apologetically and bowed.

"Great Elder, we have no intention of disrespecting you! It's just that we haven't seen you for a long time, so we're just curious." Yang Wei spoke quickly, admitting his mistake while trying to get some information.

Of course the Great Elder saw through Yang Wei's little thoughts.

But the problem is that, except Xiao Wuyou and his Taoist partner, the Sword Immortal strictly forbids anyone from entering Juejian Peak, and the Great Elder doesn't know why Xiao Wuyou is in seclusion.

However, in front of his disciples, the elder still stroked his beard and put on an elder's posture with a stern face: "You know nothing! Wuyou is practicing the way of love and swordsmanship!"

"You guys are nothing but peeks at my junior sister. How shameful!"

After being scolded by the Great Elder in front of all the disciples, Yang Wei and Fan Tong blushed but did not dare to refute.

"Huh, I was wondering why the senior brother would be obsessed with romance! It turns out that he values ​​kendo more!" Song Dugu on the side nodded repeatedly.

As a result, the Great Elder immediately turned around, pointed at Song Dugu's nose and said sternly: "You kid have no right to laugh at them!"

"You only know how to practice. You are still single at this age. Wuyou has already found three people! How dare you say that!"

Song Dugu immediately retorted: "I am just obsessed with the way of the sword..."

The elder raised his eyebrows and asked: "Did you defeat Xiao Wuyou?"

Song Dugu was silent.

"The Taoist couple Wuyou are able to practice and cultivate at the same time! You guys are good at nothing!" The great elder shook his head and started to scold again.

The three of them looked at each other, all feeling extremely aggrieved.

Song Dugu was especially confused. The Great Elder had praised him for not being interested in women and pursuing the sword, so why was he now urging him to fall in love? No, if he couldn't find a Taoist partner, did that mean he was not worthy of being a true disciple?!

Logically speaking, they were not bad, and were even considered good among the recent generations of Absolute Sword Sect disciples. But they happened to be in the same generation as Xiao Wuyou, which was bad luck.

I am afraid of comparison in everything.

Originally, the Great Elder also admired them.

But when comparing him with Xiao Wuyou, and then looking at the other three, the Great Elder always felt annoyed as if he was disappointed in them.

The elder said earnestly: "Don't look at Wuyou's glory in front of others. Behind the scenes, he has also paid unbearable hardships to achieve today's achievements."

At the same time, in a bedroom in Wangyue Pavilion, Xiao Wuyou was indeed experiencing hardships that ordinary people could hardly bear.

The evening breeze blows by, the peach fragrance fills the air, the sweet moans continue, and the branches of flowers tremble violently.

The enchantingly beautiful nine-tailed beast, along with that pure white, voluptuous and alluring body, could not stop standing tall, and finally, like a cloud in the night, it gently collapsed.

"Master~Great~"

Tushan Momo stuck out her tongue, spoke unclearly, and looked very happy.

However, Xiao Wuyou's eyes gradually became dim.

Already, not a drop left...

Chapter 2: Xiao Wuyou will never admit defeat

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The scenery of Moon-Watching Pavilion remains unchanged. The bright moon hangs high in the sky at night, like a poetic painting.

This made Xiao Wuyou's perception of the world blurred, and he could only judge what day it was by who the girl was next to him.

Today is the fourth time I’ve been with Momo, which means it’s the twelfth day.

That’s right, during these twelve days, Xiao Wuyou hardly ever got out of this bed except for eating and bathing!

Xiao Wuyou was scared himself.

"Woo, master, stop shaking, we can't take it anymore." Tushan Momo said angrily and rubbed his chest.

"I know. I won't bully you today." Xiao Wuyou rubbed the soft tip of his ear, pretending to be calm and smiling elegantly, but he was ashamed in his heart.

Momo, don't worry, I'm the one who can't do it!

After a while of tenderness, Tushan Momo's smooth and delicate body gradually shrank and returned to a more energy-saving loli form, with only five of the nine tails left.

She got up, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and her stomach growled as if on cue.

"Let's go foraging! Master, are you coming with us?"

"No, I'm not hungry."

"Then let's go!"

Tushan Momo quickly put on her clothes, picked up her clogs, and ran away with her bare feet, dragging her five big tails.