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

This time, it was his turn to whisper into the little witch's delicate earlobe.

"The night is still long. It would be a waste to just look at the stars. What else do you want to do? It's up to you."

Chapter 87: One Night of Dreams

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Suddenly, the answer came: "I still want to watch the sunrise."

Ye Qingmeng lowered her head, and her eyes dimmed slightly.

In his previous life, Xiao Wuyou always talked to her about how magnificent the sunrise over Juejian Sect was.

At the moment of dawn, the golden morning light shines through the dense clouds and lingers in the world, as if to illuminate all the loneliness and desolation of the world.

It’s as beautiful as a fairyland.

Of course, both of them knew very well that it was impossible for the evil witch to appear in the Juejian Sect.

So whenever we talk about sunrise, that’s the end of the topic.

Unfortunately, after finally arriving at the Juejian Sect, what awaited them was such a cruel separation.

The sunrise is beautiful and cruel. It lights up the world generously, but it can never light up her life.

Out of the corner of her eye, Ye Qingmeng saw Xiao Wuyou fall into silence.

To Xiao Wuyou, that separation must have been more painful than for himself.

The girl, who was always good at observing people's expressions, felt very upset about her slip of the tongue.

We shouldn't talk until sunrise.

"Sorry, I said something unhappy. I should be happy today." Ye Qingmeng sighed, then smiled deliberately: "Go back, don't let your other Taoist companions worry."

Ye Qingmeng originally wanted to take the initiative to leave and let Xiao Wuyou forget those unpleasant memories, but unexpectedly, the other party still held her hand and stayed where he was.

"We can wait here until sunrise." Xiao Wuyou insisted calmly.

A gloomy look appeared on Master Ruyu's face, which was rare: "I actually regret it very much. I finally brought you to the Absolute Sword Sect, but in the end..."

"I'm sorry, if I had a better way, it wouldn't have come to that." Having said this, Ye Qingmeng felt his chest filled with guilt and he couldn't breathe.

At that time, in order to stop the Demon Emperor, there was no other way except to fight hard. But even if there was no other choice, it was a fact that Xiao Wuyou was hurt.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Wuyou reached out his hand and gently stroked her hair.

The warmth in Xiao Wuyou's palm rippled through her hair and then stayed on her face.

"You don't need to apologize. It wasn't your fault. As for now, it's because of the regrets in the past life that we have to make up for it now."

That sincere smile was reflected deeply in Ye Qingmeng's heart, brighter than the starry sky, and dispelled Ye Qingmeng's guilt.

"But just watching the sunrise is too simple. You can make a bolder wish." Xiao Wuyou teased.

Well, as long as you don't try to pick the stars and the moon, most of it is still possible.

"Didn't you say that there will be plenty of time in the future? There's no need to rush." ​​Ye Qingmeng raised her eyebrows, took Xiao Wuyou's hand, and like a butterfly landing on a petal, she quietly and gracefully moved closer to Xiao Wuyou.

"Didn't you say that I am yours tonight? It would be such a waste to wait until sunrise, wouldn't it?" Xiao Wuyou sniffed the fragrance of her black hair, squinted his eyes, and felt happy.

The two of them faced each other, their noses slowly touching, their increasingly wandering eyes and increasingly disordered breathing, they were already entangled.

Their feelings for each other were always obvious.

"Well, I'm welcome. This is my last request tonight..."

Xiao Wuyou waited with bated breath, but unexpectedly Ye Qingmeng gave him a charming smile and pressed her red lips against his.

The soft and moist fragrance is like flowers at night swaying and dancing between Xiao Wuyou's lips and teeth, one after another.

It is like a fine wine with a lingering fragrance, mild at first, but becoming more mellow, fiery, hot and intoxicating as time goes by.

This little witch is as enchanting as ever.

Xiao Wuyou's heart was completely ignited, and before long, he took the initiative to climb onto the girl's shoulders.

Unfortunately, after the kiss, Ye Qingmeng touched her chest with her white fingertips, then pulled away slightly and hummed softly: "Don't be impatient~"

"It was obviously you who seduced me first." Xiao Wuyou complained depressedly.

This little witch is always like this, she whets my appetite, but then it suddenly stops. What makes me most angry is that I fall for her tricks.

"This is for your own good. Shouldn't a righteous gentleman be more reserved?"

"Take your time~"

Ye Qingmeng raised the corners of her mouth evilly, then slowly unbuttoned her clothes in front of Xiao Wuyou.

First, the smooth shoulders, followed by the white arms.

The purple dress spreads out like butterfly wings as the girl dances gracefully, so beautiful that it is breathtaking.

And when the long skirt fell apart, without leaving any trace to cover her delicate skin and proud curves, it was finally reflected under the starlight, vivid and dazzling.

Ye Qingmeng turned her back to the night, took off her high-heeled clogs, and sat on a stone.

The soft legs wrapped in black stockings slowly bent towards Xiao Wuyou.

Xiao Wuyou could clearly see how delicate and attractive the girl's skin was under the black stockings that were so thin that they were almost transparent.

"What do you think, should I take off these socks or not?" Ye Qingmeng tilted her head, her tone sounded like she was crying, but her face was full of smiles.

As she expected, Xiao Wuyou suddenly became entangled and remained silent.

"Why not take one off and keep the other?"

Ye Qingmeng made the choice for Xiao Wuyou. In front of her, she slowly put her fingertips into the edge of the socks on her thigh, hooked it up, and pulled it down.

Then, the thin and transparent black silk fell down lightly, finally allowing the smooth and flawless slender legs to reappear in the world.

Ye Qingmeng stretched out her legs, and her little feet wrapped in black silk stockings and bare feet dotted with purple nail polish were placed in front of Xiao Wuyou, but she did not stay. Instead, she flew into Xiao Wuyou's arms like two naughty little butterflies and slowly opened Xiao Wuyou's robe.

The playful butterfly dances on tiptoe, leaps to the deepest part of the flowers, performing an elegant and joyful dance.

Music is incomplete without dance.

Although she was not being caressed, Ye Qingmeng took the initiative to open her lips, letting out a sweet and moving moan, while dancing more happily.

Xiao Wuyou couldn't resist such a wonderful dance. After a moment, he felt numb and trembling, and cheered.

But Xiao Wuyou was not satisfied at all. Instead, he was completely enraged.

He pressed forward.

This time the kiss was more greedy, even a little rough, without any mercy or tenderness.

However, after the initial surprise, Ye Qingmeng responded more happily.

After all, the little witch is bold.

Although they were kissing, Xiao Wuyou could feel a pair of delicate legs suddenly wrapped around his waist, as if the other person was the hunter and was unwilling to let go of the prey.

Xiao Wuyou laughed and kissed the girl's cheek to remind her: "You are too provocative. Don't let me bully you later."

Ye Qingmeng's breath was as fragrant as orchids, her voice as sweet as silver bells, and she was so happy that she asked: "Is there a possibility that I just want you to bully me?"

The cold night becomes hot with the loud and melodious sound.

When the evening breeze died down and the night deepened, the mountaintop gradually fell into tranquility.

Xiao Wuyou lay on the grass, holding the beauty in his arms, immersed in the beautiful afterglow. He felt satisfied and a little proud in his heart.

The little witch's mysterious Yin body and a lot of luck allowed him to successfully ascend to the God Transformation while enjoying it. But this was not what really made him proud.

In his previous life, he could only barely subdue this evil woman, but he never thought that in this life, he could make her beg for mercy.

As expected of me!

"You are so skilled in this life..." Ye Qingmeng suddenly opened her tired eyes and said bitterly in his ear: "Sure enough, you have practiced a lot on them."

Xiao Wuyou was speechless for a moment.

"Haha, why are you so nervous?" Ye Qing dreamed that Xiao Wuyou's face froze, but she couldn't help laughing and started drawing circles on his chest.

"Hey, I'm a little tired on my own. Next time, I'll ask them to come with me."

Xiao Wuyou's body trembled, and he forced a bitter smile: "That's not necessary, I won't force it."

Ye Qingmeng raised her body from her prone position, and gently reached down with her slender bare feet. She couldn't help but curl her lips: "Your body is much more honest than you are."

Before Xiao Wuyou could explain, Ye Qingmeng rode on him again, her face flushed, and she said with unsatisfied meaning: "But, tonight, you are mine alone."

Under the charming and passionate swaying of the girl, the sunrise finally arrived.

Unfortunately, neither of them cared about the golden morning sun. They just focused on hugging and kissing, feeling each other's warmth that was warmer than the sun.

I'm sure to get the luck of the fairy wife in the final volume

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Chapter 1: Obedience is worse than respect

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It was half a month later when Bei Ming Long Yue led the main force of the righteous path back to Linjiang City.

Although he had learned from the letter that Xiao Wuyou had defeated the Demon Emperor, Bei Ming Longyue was still uneasy along the way.

The content of the letter was limited, only conveying the battle report without mentioning personal feelings. It only said that Xiao Wuyou defeated the Demon Emperor, but did not mention his current situation.

The Sword Immortal was of course proud of his disciple's achievement in killing the Demon Emperor, but he was more worried.

The Demon Emperor is far superior to any opponent Xiao Wuyou has ever faced. Even if he can win, he will probably have paid a heavy price and may even be seriously injured!

When he thought of this, Bei Ming Long Yue couldn't sleep or eat anymore.

If it weren't for the fact that he had to look after the backbone members of the Absolute Sword Sect on this trip - they would all be Xiao Wuyou's team in the future, Bei Ming Long Yue would have long since left the main group behind and returned first.

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However, when she finally arrived at Linjiang City in her anxiety, she never expected that Xiao Wuyou had already embarked on his return journey.

"Why?"

In the newly rebuilt Linjiang City Lord's Mansion, facing Bei Ming Long Yue's inexplicably heavy questioning, none of the righteous backbones headed by the four major sect leaders dared to respond.

The defenders were supposed to guard Linjiang City until the main force returned and take charge.

Leaving one's post without permission is a big taboo.

But this time, the choice of the Linjiang City defenders was understandable.

Everyone has learned that the Demon Emperor led his army from Qiankunzhan to attack Linjiang City. Under the leadership of Xiao Wuyou, the defenders won a tragic victory, but also suffered heavy losses. Now that the demons are defeated and no longer pose a threat, the monks naturally return to their homes and recuperate as soon as possible.

That's understandable.

Logically speaking, what's so annoying about this? All the demons are dead, so there's no need for the defenders to stay!

Moreover, apart from the wounded who retreated first, there were still many monks who stayed in the city to provide support and even assist in reconstruction.

But when Bei Ming Long Yue asked, no one dared to say a word.

There is no reason for the boss to be angry. Besides, Bei Ming Long Yue had a cold face, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry. Who would dare to offend him?

With Xiao Wuyou in mind, Bei Ming Long Yue had no patience, so he simply put down the teacup in his hand and said in a deep voice: "I am asking you a question."

The invisible sword intent was so sharp that the City Lord's Mansion, which had just been built two days ago, began to tremble. The high-ranking officials of the righteous path looked calm on the surface, but they were panicking in private and tried to shirk responsibility through secret messages.

"Who's going to answer?!"

"Of course they are from the Absolute Sword Sect!"

"Fuck, it's obvious that the master is angry. Is he looking for death by replying at this time!?" Jiang Zuimeng couldn't help but curse.

As a result, as soon as she opened her mouth, she became the target of the anger of all the monks.

"She is your master, why are you afraid of her?"

"If you don't speak up, everyone will die!"

"Besides, isn't Xiao Wuyou your apprentice? It wasn't his idea that the defenders retreated early, so shouldn't you, as their master, bear the blame?"

For a moment, the voices transmitted by everyone almost made Jiang Zuimeng’s head explode.

Xiao Wuyou, you are trying to kill your master! Just retreat without even telling me in advance. If the master is really angry, it doesn’t matter if you commit suicide, but don’t let others get involved!

But seeing that Bei Ming Long Yue's eyes were getting colder, Jiang Zuimeng had no choice but to grit his teeth and muster up the courage to speak.