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

Xiao Wuyou was overjoyed.

It’s like a life-saving straw, it comes at the right time!

However, just as he was about to use the excuse of "accompanying Ye Qingmeng" to get away, he saw the other three girls glaring at Ye Qingmeng with murderous intent on their faces.

Xiao Wuyou shut up tactfully.

Oh, I almost forgot that they and Ye Qingmeng are not on good terms.

If I let them down and sided with Ye Qingmeng, they would be angry!

"You are disturbing him. If you know what's good for you, go and play by yourself." Liu Feiyan crossed her arms, stood in front of Ye Qingmeng, tilted her little head, and was not polite at all.

Contrary to everyone's expectations, Ye Qingmeng did not confront him, but bowed slightly: "Sister Yan'er, you are joking. I have occupied Wuyou for so many days, so it is naturally the sisters' turn."

"Oh..." Liu Feiyan stared at Ye Qingmeng strangely, scratching her cheek, and was a little at a loss for a moment.

Then Ye Qingmeng threw a wink to Xiao Wuyou: "Then let's make an appointment next time~"

In fact, she was sending a message to Xiao Wuyou: "Don't worry, I will get along well with them~"

Ye Qingmeng's aggressiveness was greatly reduced, the expressions of the three girls relaxed, and the atmosphere became unusually harmonious.

Only the world in which Xiao Wuyou was hurt was complete.

No, although it's a good thing for you to get along well, why did you choose today? !

Your friendship is good, but my kidneys are not in good condition!

"Wait! Qing Meng!"

Seeing that Ye Qingmeng was about to leave, Xiao Wuyou gritted his teeth and grabbed the little witch's hand.

The corner of Liu Feiyan's mouth twitched, Su Lanyu's eyes darkened, and Tushan Momo's nine tails suddenly stood up.

Xiao Wuyou suppressed his panic and pretended to be casual: "Qingmeng, you have something to ask me, right?"

Ye Qingmeng was slightly startled.

Should I say it is worthy of being called Wuyou?

Although he had never mentioned it, he was already aware of what was on his mind.

Ye Qingmeng looked at the other three girls, hesitant to speak: "But, you and them..."

"You were the one who made the appointment with me first, and I can't break it." Xiao Wuyou deliberately emphasized the word 'first'.

Then Xiao Wuyou looked at Liu Feiyan and the others, and said apologetically: "Qingmeng and I have something important to discuss. I'm sorry."

After hearing what Xiao Wuyou said, the three girls looked at each other, feeling quite helpless.

"It's okay, just go and do your own thing." Liu Feiyan sighed regretfully, but didn't say much.

Everything is based on first come first served, not to mention that Ye Qingmeng seemed to have something important to do. Although she was unhappy with Ye Qingmeng, Liu Feiyan didn't want to embarrass her husband.

"But, next time..."

"Definitely next time!" Xiao Wuyou answered immediately.

With this promise, Liu Feiyan and others left obediently.

Alas, it’s not that I don’t want to accompany you, it’s just that my body really can’t take it anymore!

Once this prophecy is resolved, I will have to quickly break through to the God Transformation stage.

Others practice Taoism either for immortality or to become stronger, but I am the only one who practices Taoism to accompany my wife. It's really amazing.

Thinking of this, Xiao Wuyou was speechless.

At this moment, a white jade finger painted with purple nail polish poked Xiao Wuyou's face.

"You figured it out. I thought I disguised myself well." Ye Qingmeng laughed at herself first, then teased: "You really understand girls' hearts~"

Xiao Wuyou said calmly: "Because it's Qingmeng, I understand."

"Hmph~ It's not convenient to talk here, go back to your room."

"It's up to you."

Xiao Wuyou just said it casually just now, but he didn't expect that the little witch was really worried about it, and he immediately became very concerned.

Afterwards, Xiao Wuyou took Ye Qingmeng back to the room in the City Lord's Mansion.

The two of them came to the futon by the balcony and sat down.

The evening breeze is cool and pleasant, the starry sky is gorgeous and dense, and in the distance, brilliant lights are always on, what a prosperous scene.

However, no matter how bright the lights are, they cannot illuminate the entire darkness.

Ye Qingmeng's expression was like a corner that could not be illuminated by the light, dim in the night.

"Wuyou, I've never asked about your magic sword before..."

Ye Qingmeng looked at the night view in the distance, and her tone became unusually unconfident.

"The demonic energy there is very similar to mine."

The Netherworld Demonic Energy is known as the origin of all demonic energies.

This kind of demonic energy can easily devour other demonic energy and can be said to be the most powerful of all demonic energy. However, it is also extremely difficult to cultivate and one will go astray if one is not careful.

Even the Demon Emperor, who was hailed as the greatest demon cultivator of all time and mastered several kinds of demonic energy, was unable to fully refine it.

As far as Ye Qingmeng knew, he was the only one who could control the evil energy of the Netherworld.

The Netherworld demonic energy and the mysterious Yin body, this is why the Demon Emperor wants her to be the cauldron.

Ye Qingmeng had only suspected it before, but didn't pay much attention to it. But after feeling the aura of the Nether Sword up close a few days ago, she was able to confirm that the Nether Sword and her own demonic energy were almost of the same origin.

A righteous swordsman could actually control the devil energy?

No, if you think about it carefully, the other magic swords used by Xiao Wuyou are not in the same system at all. Instead, they are more like the power of those Taoist companions.

"Of course, monks all have their own secrets. It's okay if you don't want to answer..."

"It's okay." Xiao Wuyou interrupted the girl's worries.

Xiao Wuyou stretched out his hand and covered the girl's delicate hand.

Feeling the other party's faint trembling of uneasiness, Xiao Wuyou stared at Ye Qingmeng without moving his eyes away, and said softly: "I will not hide anything from Qingmeng."

Ye Qingmeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then turned around and stared into Xiao Wuyou's eyes.

At this moment, she suddenly felt relieved.

Liu Feiyan and other beautiful girls are still unharmed, which shows that Xiao Wuyou has no ill intentions at all.

She had nothing to repay him with, so what could she do even if Xiao Wuyou really wanted her to be the cauldron?

Ye Qingmeng asked softly: "Wuyou, are you approaching me just to gain the power of the magic sword?"

No matter what the answer is, Ye Qingmeng already has her own answer.

Chapter 64: To Please You

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Facing Ye Qingmeng's question, Xiao Wuyou did not hesitate: "I don't deny this."

The similarity between the divine sword and the power of luck is no secret. Xiao Wuyou had long thought that the Son of Luck would ask about this.

However, monks are very reluctant to reveal their cultivation secrets.

Yan'er and the others had never asked before, obviously respecting this.

But Xiao Wuyou also understood that Ye Qingmeng had experience of being targeted by the Demon Emperor, so it was normal for him to feel uneasy.

Maybe it was indeed for the power of luck at first, but now, Xiao Wuyou has long regarded them as true love.

Well, several true loves.

Xiao Wuyou continued: "Not just you, Yan'er, Xiaoyu, Momo, part of the reason why I approached them is because of the power you mentioned."

Ye Qingmeng nodded: "That is the way of love and swordsmanship."

Xiao Wuyou, who was originally carefully considering his words, almost couldn't hold it in.

"No! What's this about love swordsmanship? That's all a lie!"

Under Ye Qingmeng's puzzled gaze, Xiao Wuyou simply told her all the truth about destiny and the prophetic picture.

I didn't tell Yan'er and the others before because I was afraid they would be confused, but now that Ye Qingmeng asked about it, there is no need to keep it a secret anymore.

Even Ye Qingmeng, after learning all this, was unable to recover from the shock for a long time.

"Luck, in other words, the power of your magic sword actually comes from my luck?" Ye Qingmeng looked at his hands, not quite understanding: "But my current power is far inferior to yours."

"You just have the power but you can't use it." Xiao Wuyou smiled slightly.

"Therefore, the luck connection between you and me will not cause any harm to me, and it can even be mutually beneficial." Ye Qingmeng said to himself.

Even for a moment, she felt deeply ashamed of doubting Xiao Wuyou.

I think that in the two lives before and after, Xiao Wuyou has never had the idea of ​​hurting himself, and he even silently gave in secret.

Xiao Wuyou never mentioned these unknown hardships, but pretended to be relaxed.

This is probably also to prevent myself and other Taoist companions from worrying.

The more Ye Qingmeng thought about it, the more distressed she felt. She couldn't help but said softly with great pity: "Wuyou, I'm sorry for you."

Xiao Wuyou was embarrassed: "It's nothing, actually."

"No need to say more, I understand. You must have made a lot of efforts in the dark to deal with the leader of the Luan Gui Sect. Thank you for your hard work."

As Ye Qingmeng spoke, tears started to form in the corners of her eyes.

Xiao Wuyou opened his mouth, but was embarrassed to tell her that the crisis facing the leader of Luan Guimen was considered simple in the prophecy.

If I had to say it, it was bad for his luck to be wasted. But in the blink of an eye, Ye Qingmeng replenished it for him.

Fortunately, Ye Qingmeng didn’t struggle with it for too long.

"Come to think of it, we were lovers in our previous life?" When she said this, Ye Qingmeng's eyes lit up with a meaningful look.

"You can tell me more about the story of your previous life." Ye Qingmeng crossed her graceful legs wrapped in black stockings, holding her cheeks, and seemed to be more interested in this topic.

"Uh..." Xiao Wuyou hesitated.

Most of his memories of his past life were either sad things that he couldn't bear to look back on, or...

Unspeakable things between men and women.

Especially since it is my own personal experience, how can I have the nerve to say such things out loud!

Would you describe to your girlfriend how you reward yourself? !

Ye Qingmeng was very perceptive. She saw Xiao Wuyou's embarrassment at a glance and couldn't help but tease him: "Oh, are you shy?"

Xiao Wuyou rolled his eyes at her and retorted: "Qingmeng, do you want to hear me describe your first night in your previous life?"

"......" Even Ye Qingmeng couldn't help but pause, and a blush appeared on her cheeks.

The evening breeze was blowing gently, and the two were speechless for a while.

But the little witch is still a little witch after all. After a brief loss of composure, she raised her head and snorted.

"So, we did it in our previous life."

Ye Qingmeng held her cheek with her hand and tilted her face to the side, with a gleam in her eyes that was more affectionate than the starry sky at night.

"Then in this life, when can I officially become the Taoist partner of Master Wuyou?"

The girl's slender fingertips, like a butterfly enchanted by the fragrance of flowers, leaped over the table and slowly moved towards Xiao Wuyou.

"You already are."

Xiao Wuyou walked slowly and naturally, just like swaying flowers and plants, and took Ye Qingmeng's hand.

Ye Qingmeng stood up, followed Xiao Wuyou's force, and leaned out. Her black hair was a little messy as she breathed: "Then let me change the question."

"When can I truly become your woman?"

That charming look made Xiao Wuyou feel dry-mouthed and itchy.

But he still tried his best to maintain his composure and explained: "Qing Meng, you have just reached the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul. Whether you have a Xuanyin body or are carrying good fortune, doing that kind of thing now will only delay your practice."

True love is not about being unbridled, but about restraint.