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

The originally ethereal voice was now as cold as ice.

"Is this how you recover from your injuries?"

Chapter 3: You don’t want to be his Taoist partner, do you?

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At this moment, Xiao Wuyou's brain was working at its maximum speed.

Find an excuse quickly!

"Listen to me! Things are not what you see, we are just... in..."

Xiao Wuyou looked at the disgusting erotic scene in front of him, but was speechless.

He saw the naked little fox girl being pressed under him, with the little junior sister and the little witch asking for a kiss on both sides, and hanging behind him was his red-haired wife, whose clothes were also half off and her shoulders were exposed.

We are practicing, healing, and exploring the mysteries of the human body...

No matter how thick-skinned Xiao Wuyou was or how eloquent he was, he could only laugh dryly at this moment and could not utter another word.

No matter how you look at it, this looks like a multiplayer sport!

"Is this how you look when you're injured?" The young master's words were extremely cold, and with every word he spoke, an invisible sword unexpectedly dissipated.

The silver-haired sword fairy lightly stepped out with one jade foot, and a sharp sword sound was heard in the air. A crack actually appeared faintly in the elegant attic that had set up a protective formation!

Xiao Wuyou lowered his head, not daring to look at his master's expression.

Judging from what she just said, is the little master dissatisfied with me for not staying in Linjiang City to wait for her?

"Young Grandmaster, I'm so unlucky... The master has given you a message! It's all written in the letter. The reason I withdrew early was that I just wanted to go back to the sect as soon as possible to settle my junior brothers and sisters." Xiao Wuyou's voice became lower as he spoke.

This excuse would have worked before, if the young master had not witnessed a group sex scene.

"What a good settlement!"

Bei Ming Long Yue once again glanced at the disgusting postures of the crowd, and his heart suddenly became confused, and he quickly looked away without leaving a trace.

We will talk about why Jiang Zuimeng didn’t make his point clear later.

But, but, you came back all the way just to do such...unspeakable thing?

Five of us together!

Immoral!

"You came back early just to have some fun, right?" The young master was clearly asking a question, but his tone was that of a statement.

Seeing the silver-haired fairy coming step by step, the floor and walls wherever she went were cracked layer by layer, as if thousands of blades were cutting through them!

"Evil disciple, it seems necessary to discipline you

"Those amber eyes were emitting a murderous aura sharper than a sword!

It’s over, this time it’s really a disaster!

Seeing that the young master was about to raise his white wrist suddenly and surge up a huge amount of spiritual power, Xiao Wuyou was ready to beg for mercy loudly - it was embarrassing to beg for mercy in front of the girls, but his life was more important!

But at this moment, a soft and gentle touch bloomed on the cheek.

That was Ye Qingmeng’s kiss.

If there is anything more terrifying than angering a peerless swordsman, it is dancing in her minefield!

The sword energy dissipated for a moment, and the Moon-Watching Pavilion stopped shaking.

Bei Ming Long Yue stood there in a daze, holding up her little hands and opening her eyes wide, as if she had stopped thinking.

A suffocating silence.

Xiao Wuyou turned around and, along with Liu Feiyan, Su Lanyu and Tushan Momo, cast terrified glances at Ye Qingmeng.

They didn't dare to speak, but roared in their hearts.

If you want to die, don't take us with you?!

The Sword Immortal was already about to explode with anger, and you added fuel to the fire. This is not the way to seek death!

"What are you doing?" Bei Ming Longyue spoke again, this time without such a loud voice, but his eyes were sharper than before, piercing straight at Ye Qingmeng.

Not good.

No matter how angry the junior master was, he couldn't bear to attack himself, but it was hard to say about Ye Qingmeng!

Xiao Wuyou was thinking about how to speak for Ye Qingmeng, but she didn't expect that Ye Qingmeng would hook her shoulders in front of Bei Ming Longyue and cast a provocative look at her: "Can't you see it?"

"Of course, it's what ** did~"

After saying that, Ye Qingmeng actually pressed most of her body against him, and there was only a breath's worth of space between their cheeks!

The sound of a sword, even clearer than before, suddenly pierced the air.

The huge sword intent and spiritual power spread out, and the fairy's petite body slowly grew up. Her snow-like silver hair swayed in the wind, and her body was still slender but taller.

Immediately afterwards, a divine sword as bright as moonlight appeared in front of Bei Ming Long Yue!

For a moment, a bright and hazy moon rose above the Juejian Sect!

The disciples from Juejian Sect didn't know what was going on and didn't dare to ask. They all stopped their work and huddled where they were, not daring to move.

The high-ranking members of the Juejian Sect who were recuperating were not in a much better condition either. They just glanced at the moon and then closed the doors and windows.

How could a great sword master go crazy for no reason? The deep meaning behind this was something they couldn't fathom, so they should just stop interfering.

Seeing that the young master was about to get serious, Xiao Wuyou was about to take action to stop him, but unexpectedly Ye Qingmeng spoke before him again.

"Isn't this normal between Taoist couples?"

Xiao Wuyou is about to faint. Auntie, will he die if you don't provoke him?

Unexpectedly, as soon as the girl finished speaking, the young master seemed to have lost his temper, and stopped moving by placing his hand on the hilt of the sword.

Ye Qingmeng secretly winked at Xiao Wuyou, looking confident.

Could this girl really subdue the young master? Xiao Wuyou had no other options, so he simply shut up and let the other party do what she wanted.

"Senior Bei Ming, why do you care so much about the fun between us Taoist companions?" Ye Qingmeng called him senior, but there was no respect in his tone, only teasing.

"Could it be that Senior Bei Ming also wants to participate?"

Bei Ming Long Yue's face, which should have been expressionless, actually flashed a trace of confusion.

"No, it's not..."

"No? Then why are you so excited?" Ye Qingmeng said as she rested her head on Xiao Wuyou's shoulder.

The pupils of a certain sword master trembled violently.

But she quickly gritted her teeth to calm herself down and corrected herself, "As the master, I am only disciplining my disciples!"

"Aiya, we both agreed to this, what's there to discipline? Even if you are the master, there is no need for you to control your apprentice, right? Besides, Xiao Wuyou obviously likes this kind of thing..." Ye Qingmeng paused and said with emotion: "Xiao Wuyou is a good apprentice who respects his master, so he will naturally not resist you."

Then her eyes dimmed, and she seemed very sad: "But, Senior Bei Ming, you have to be considerate of your disciple. I love being together under the moonlight, but I have to stay pure for a teacher. It's very hard for Xiao Wuyou."

The black-haired witch gently hugged Xiao Wuyou's body, looked back at the silver-haired fairy with a gloomy look, and a hint of mockery swung from the corner of her mouth: "Senior Bei Ming, you don't want to embarrass Wuyou, right?"

Under Ye Qingmeng's series of attacks, Bei Ming Longyue had no power to fight back.

"I......"

She was right. Xiao Wuyou obviously liked that kind of thing, and maybe I was really meddling too much.

Those who understand the truth understand it, but when Bei Ming Long Yue sees the girls' skin touching Xiao Wu You's, his heart cannot remain calm.

It was okay once or twice. But every time I used reason to suppress the surging thoughts, I was rewarded with more pain.

Now seeing the four girls entangled with Xiao Wuyou, Bei Ming Longyue finally lost his mind.

The sword fairy's defense line had been breached, and Ye Qingmeng seized the opportunity and gave her the final blow.

"Speaking of which, Senior Bei Ming cares so much about Wu You, could it be that he also wants to be his Taoist partner?"

Chapter 4 Something is wrong with the girls

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Ye Qingmeng's simple words completely confused Bei Ming Longyue.

"I didn't..."

"Then don't you want to be Wuyou's Taoist partner?"

Bei Ming Long Yue opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Silence is the answer.

The crumbling Moon-Watching Pavilion is just like Bei Ming Long Yue’s erratic thoughts.

Seeing this, Ye Qingmeng couldn't help but reveal a smug smile: "It's actually very simple."

"If you don't want to be a worry-free Taoist partner, then stop meddling in other people's affairs in the name of the Grandmaster. If you want to be a worry-free Taoist partner, then do what Taoist partners should do."

"Between Taoist companions...?" Bei Ming Longyue stared at Ye Qingmeng. He expressed confusion on his face, but he had a vague answer in his heart and couldn't help but become nervous.

"Yes, just like us."

As if for a special demonstration, Ye Qingmeng pressed her sexy and graceful skin tightly against Xiao Wuyou's, stroking it slowly, causing the latter's breathing to tremble.

Seeing that Bei Ming Longyue's eyes turned cold again, Ye Qingmeng took the initiative to stretch out a finger and waved it in front of her.

"Don't worry, if you really want to be Wuyou's Taoist partner, I will step aside now and let Wuyou be given to you, how about that?"

"I... I'm not..." The swordsman mumbled, his voice as thin as a mosquito's hum, his eyes dodging.

She was just Wuyou's great master - even she knew that she was just deceiving herself.

Maybe it was true at the beginning. The reason why Bei Ming Long Yue asked the other party to call him Grandmaster was because he didn't consider the other party as his disciple at all.

But as time passed, the affectionate voice of "Little Grandmaster" had slowly taken up residence in her heart, and she could no longer let it go.

Ten thousand years ago, the relationship between the two was no longer just a simple master and disciple.

When I lost my memory in this life, I did a lot of bold things. Now that I think about it, it was because that was my true heart.

After Ye Qingmeng exposed her disguise, Bei Ming Longyue could no longer conceal her inner feelings, and her eyes stared at Xiang Xiao Wuyou's figure.

Want to kiss him.

Want to be kissed by him.

Want to touch him.

Want to be touched by him.

It's not a tease, a punishment or a reward, nor is it for any ridiculous excuses. It's just that I simply want to feel the warmth of freedom.

The fairy had long since fallen into the mortal world, and a faint blush naturally appeared on her flawless face.

"I......"

She wanted to cross that line every time she dreamed, and she longed for freedom and freedom even more than she longed to transcend the calamity and become an immortal.

almost.

Ye Qingmeng narrowed her eyes and pretended to kiss Xiao Wuyou, adding the final fuel to the fire.

But at this moment, Bei Ming Long Yue closed her eyes tightly, and turned around leisurely, leaving only her silver hair falling.

A gentle breeze blew by, and the picturesque fairy disappeared into the wind, never to be seen again.

Only Xiao Wuyou heard the faint sigh that sounded like the sound of snowflakes.

"sorry."

After such an uproar, everyone lost interest in the fun, put on their clothes, and sat back at the table.

Although the girls were sitting around Xiao Wuyou, they couldn't help but sigh at Ye Qingmeng's astonishing act.

"To be honest, I admire you a little bit." Liu Feiyan looked at Ye Qingmeng with resentment, "You dare to provoke the sword immortal in public, and you didn't get killed by him. You are really brave."

Su Lanyu pointed to her head and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Or maybe there is something wrong here."

Tushan Momo curled up into a ball in Xiao Wuyou's arms and did not participate in the discussion. It was obvious that she had not yet recovered and was left with a deep psychological trauma.

She said that she couldn't recover without ten meals.

Although they didn't want to admit it, none of them was a match for the Sword Immortal. If they really started fighting, it would be obvious who would suffer.