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

"No, don't do this... Doesn't this look like us bullying you? It's good that you just know it!" Liu Feiyan quickly stood up and helped Ye Qingmeng up.

"Have you forgiven me?" Ye Qingmeng was surprised. She had already prepared herself for the other party to take his anger out on her.

Liu Feiyan casually flicked her ponytail, patted Ye Qingmeng's shoulder, and said generously: "Humph, I'm not that petty. We are both Wuyou's Taoist companions, so you should remember the difference between sisters in the future."

"Then thank you, Sister Yan'er."

Ye Qingmeng's face was neither humble nor arrogant, but there was a hint of respect in his tone, which made Liu Feiyan quite satisfied and nodded frequently.

But when the two girls stood facing each other, the difference in bust size became obvious at once. Although Liu Feiyan was nominally the 'sister', she did not have the aura of an elder sister at all, which made Xiao Wuyou feel sympathy.

"And we, and we! You said before that you have to call us sister!" Tushan Momo swallowed a big piece of spring roll and shouted with her fox ears erect.

"Of course, Sister Momo." Ye Qingmeng reached out and smoothed Momo's fur to show her friendliness.

"Hmm~ Wait, don't treat me like kids!" Tushan Momo was touched for a long time before she reacted. Her face changed and she dodged Ye Qingmeng's hand, grinning.

"How could I possibly treat the mature, reliable, and smart Sister Momo as a child~" Ye Qingmeng smiled and changed her hand to rub the fox lady: "I will have to rely on Sister Momo's care in the future."

"Well, you've got some sense! Don't worry, with me protecting you, Wuyou won't dare to bully you!" Tushan Momo laughed triumphantly, losing herself in the repeated calls of 'Sister Momo', completely forgetting that she was being killed by a pat on the head.

The little guy was getting swollen again. Xiao Wuyou silently took the last piece of spring roll from the little fox lady's bowl as a punishment.

Finally, only Su Lanyu was left.

But Su Lanyu obviously didn't say that. She sat beside him, staring at Ye Qingmeng with her dark blue eyes, cold as ice.

"It's no use just saying it. Why should I believe you?"

"Xiao Yu..." Xiao Wuyou was about to persuade him, but saw Ye Qingmeng shaking his head at him.

This is their own problem, best left to them to resolve.

Xiao Wuyou understood what was going on and stopped talking, just in time to enjoy Momo's spring rolls.

"Then how can I prove myself?" Ye Qingmeng asked quietly.

"Not now. I will keep a close eye on you." Su Lanyu said calmly, her eyes slightly narrowed: "I will respect the relationship between you and Brother Wuyou, but I remind you, don't go too far."

"Brother Wuyou treats everyone gently, but if you make him feel embarrassed because of this doting, don't blame me for being angry." Su Lanyu said the ugly words clearly.

To be honest, ever since they first met in Juejian Sect, she had never liked Ye Qingmeng.

Xiao Wuyou was a person Su Lanyu respected, and even if it was an intimate act, Xiao Wuyou's permission should be obtained. However, Ye Qingmeng was too frivolous, with a hint of blasphemy, which made Su Lanyu very unhappy.

"Especially Brother Wuyou will soon take over as the leader of the Absolute Sword Sect and lead the Absolute Sword Sect and even the righteous path. Let's not talk about it in private, but don't let him be embarrassed in public!"

Before, Ye Qingmeng openly competed for favor, causing Xiao Wuyou to be laughed at by outsiders. Even though he himself didn't care, Su Lanyu felt very uncomfortable.

Ye Qingmeng was also a smart person, so he naturally knew what the other party meant, and he couldn't help feeling ashamed.

She herself doesn't care about her reputation or the opinions of outsiders, but if it will affect Xiao Wuyou, that's another matter.

"I told you I wouldn't do that again. In public or in private."

"I'm sorry." This time, Ye Qingmeng said to Xiao Wuyou.

"It's okay, I don't care." Xiao Wuyou waved his hand.

"As long as you respect Brother Wuyou, I have no problem with you." At this point, Su Lanyu returned to her polite smile and teased: "Qing~Meng~Sister~Sister~"

Ye Qingmeng's face froze. The soft, water-like voice made her feel uneasy.

"Why, sister doesn't like it?"

But the little witch was not a pushover: "Of course I like you, Lan~Yu~Sister~"

The corner of Su Lanyu's mouth twitched slightly.

"Sister~sister~you are so cute."

"No, I'm not half as pretty as you."

"Hehehehe......*2"

The other three people at the table had distorted faces and goose bumps all over their bodies.

Chapter 71: Failure at the Last Moment

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In fact, Xiao Wuyou didn't expect that the girls would accept Ye Qingmeng's apology so easily.

Looking at the four girls getting along harmoniously, Xiao Wuyou suddenly had the illusion that he was in another world.

Now that I think about it, Yan'er's engagement was just an opportunity. The reason why I left Juejian Sect was probably because I couldn't stand being alone any longer.

And right now, this warm morning with noise and laughter is what I dream of most.

When the last prophecy scene ends, this unhappy daily life will continue forever.

When Xiao Wuyou thought of this, the corners of his mouth softened involuntarily.

"Hmm? What happy things are you thinking about?" Liu Feiyan was the first to notice Xiao Wuyou's expression. She put down her bowl and chopsticks and looked over.

"Nothing, I just think you are so cute." Xiao Wuyou praised with a smile. Since they were as close as sisters, he could now catch them all in one fell swoop without any scruples.

As a result, Ye Qingmeng turned around and asked: "Who among us is cuter?"

Xiao Wuyou almost choked to death with this sentence and became depressed: "Didn't you just say you wouldn't embarrass me?"

"Oh, is it difficult to praise your Taoist partner?" Ye Qingmeng held up her cheek, her eyes full of teasing.

On the other side, Su Lanyu also pretended to be serious and said: "This is not a problem."

Good fellow, you are the one who set the standard for embarrassment! Xiao Wuyou was greatly ashamed.

"Forget it. I won't tease you anymore. Why are you suddenly grinning like an idiot?" Ye Qingmeng smiled and let him go.

"We know!"

"It must be because of Da Lai...Sister Lanyu's food is so delicious!" Momo leaned forward and raised her hand to answer immediately, her full breasts trembling.

"Wuyou is not as good-for-nothing as you!" Liu Feiyan chopped the little fox girl with a knife, making her scream.

Xiao Wuyou couldn't help laughing and was smiling from ear to ear, but he just didn't give an answer.

Tushan Momo covered her head, thought for a moment, and then suddenly realized: "Ah, now I know!"

"The master must be looking forward to having sex with the four of us!"

Xiao Wuyou's smile froze instantly.

No, you fox, is there nothing else in your head except hunger and bitterness? Don't ruin the atmosphere!

Unexpectedly, when Tushan Momo said this, several girls exchanged glances with each other and nodded in succession, expressing their deep agreement.

"Shi, Shi Wolf! What are you thinking about so early in the morning?!"

"If Brother Wuyou wants it, I don't mind at all~"

"Tsk tsk, I never thought the number one son of the righteous path would like to practice with many people. He knows how to have fun."

"Master, did we guess right?!"

"You guessed it right!"

Xiao Wuyou gave Tushan Momo another hand knife attack.

However, the looks of the girls became more ambiguous and soft, with strange feelings emerging from them.

Instinctively sensing the danger in their eyes, Xiao Wuyou quickly pretended to be calm and said, "Eat, eat! If you have anything to say, talk about it after we finish eating!"

Alas, it is good to have their company, but it will be painful at night.

However, my realm seems to have reached a bottleneck now. If I don’t go through the trials of life and death, I will not be able to break through by directly practicing with luck.

...Honestly speaking, practicing dual cultivation with four fellow Taoists is almost like a life-and-death test.

Just as breakfast was over, a polite inquiry came from outside the house.

"Master Xiao, there is a report of a battle coming from the front. Can we go to the meeting hall of the City Lord's Mansion?"

Liu Feiyan's eyes lit up when she heard this: "It seems that Senior Bei Ming is going to decide the winner."

"The evil path has been rampant for thousands of years, and today it can be said to have come to an end." Su Lanyu sighed, somewhat unable to believe it.

"So the Demon Emperor is your adoptive father, right? Would you..." Tushan Momo looked at Ye Qingmeng with concern, seeming to want to say something but stopping herself.

But Ye Qingmeng just shrugged slightly, not caring at all: "Don't worry too much. If the Demon Emperor really died, I would wake up laughing in my dreams."

"But, the other party is the leader of all demons after all. I'm afraid it's not that simple." Ye Qingmeng said, but his eyes sank slightly.

Xiao Wuyou wanted to complain that she was overthinking, but he noticed that the other sons of destiny, including Liu Feiyan, also had subtle expressions.

The Son of Destiny's premonition of fate is no joke.

Thinking of this, Xiao Wuyou was no longer happy.

The atmosphere, which should have been joyful, was suddenly tainted with gloom due to everyone's silence.

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Above the clouds, Bei Ming Long Yue, who was flirting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.

The next moment, the space above the Demonic Palace suddenly twisted and a mysterious Bagua formation appeared.

"Senior Bei Ming, that is Qian Kun......!"

Before Ouyang Jiulong finished his words, Bei Ming Long Yue had already stepped into the void, turned into a silver stream of light, and crossed the sky in an instant.

The Demon Emperor was about to lead a group of demon cultivators to the battle formation when he saw the moonlight disappear.

The fairy with flowing silver hair had already held the sword in her hand and stood in front of them.

One man and one sword are an insurmountable chasm.

Thousands of demon cultivators either knelt down in despair or fled backwards in collapse. No one dared to step forward.

Even the Demon Emperor was the same, just standing there quietly with an extremely gloomy expression.

"Beiming Longyue, if it weren't for your disciple's help, how could you have reached your current state?!"

"Are you envious of the fact that I have a beloved disciple to help me?" There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of Bei Ming Long Yue's mouth.

Veins suddenly popped up on the Demon Emperor's forehead, the sky immediately trembled, and black thunder rang out, like a natural disaster.

Unfortunately, no matter how fierce and violent the surging demonic energy was, it could never shake the hazy moon that seemed to be frozen there.

But then, the Demon Emperor sighed quietly.

"I am no match for you."

"But you are not invincible."

Bei Ming Long Yue just frowned, but he keenly sensed the terrifying force coming from a distance.

That was not spiritual energy, but a force similar to the rhyme of Taoism, which caused Bei Ming Long Yue to burst out with a strong sense of crisis from the bottom of his heart, and he instinctively swung his sword with all his strength to resist.

The sky was torn apart.

No matter whether it was the evil energy that covered the sky or the moonlight that streamed across the sky, they were all easily pierced through like thin paper.

Bei Ming Long Yue took the attack, but was knocked back a thousand meters and fell to the ground.

The Demon Emperor took the opportunity to lead thousands of demon cultivators and flew towards the Qiankun Formation.

"Don't even think about it!"

Another sword was swung out, and the majestic sword intent almost dyed the entire world white. The power of the initial move alone was enough to shatter the buildings around Bei Ming Long Yue and the ground beneath his feet into pieces.

The terrifying crescent-shaped sword energy pierced through the sky at a speed faster than thunder and lightning, like an ancient ferocious beast, baring its fangs at the demon cultivators with terrifying murderous intent.

A full-strength attack from the contemporary sword immortal is enough to shatter the souls of all the demon cultivators except the Demon Emperor, leaving them with no chance of resurrection.

However, a figure suddenly stood in front of the sword light and flicked his fingers slowly and calmly.

The silver-white sword energy disintegrated and dissipated, turning into stardust, as if it had never existed.

At this moment, the Demon Emperor in the sky gave Bei Ming Long Yue a sarcastic smile, and then walked straight through the Qian Kun Formation.

Chapter 72 Sure enough, just as I expected

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"Lost news from the front line?" Xiao Wuyou couldn't help but frowned.

All the righteous masters in the City Lord's Mansion had the same doubts.