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

At this moment, the young master's face was as cold as an iceberg, his brows as frosty as ice, as if he had become the sword fairy of the Misty Moon above the clouds again.

Xiao Wuyou was really scared and shrank back instinctively.

No, what am I afraid of? In the past, my junior master was just cold in words but soft in heart. Now that we have become Taoist companions, what is there to be afraid of?

After realizing this, even though he was the young master, he still had a stern face. However, his bare shoulders and the quilt wrapped around him looked so adorable to Xiao Wuyou.

"I'm not being rude. It was you who said you could make requests."

"Hmm!" The young master was stunned.

"Besides, I've let you see everything, but you won't show it to me. It's not fair at all!"

"But..." The young master's cold face softened.

"Besides, the distinction between master and apprentice is a thing of the past. Haven't we crossed that line now?"

After these words were spoken, the young master closed his eyes in shame.

While she was in a state of confusion, Xiao Wuyou suddenly grabbed the quilt and pulled it over------

"no!"

Bei Ming Long Yue grabbed the quilt tightly and pulled it back, causing Xiao Wu You to stagger.

"Last night is last night, today is today!"

Bei Ming Long Yue said coldly: "You and I will always be master and disciple, don't be rude!"

Xiao Wuyou didn't pull again this time, but he lowered his head silently on the spot.

"To the young master, will I always be just a disciple?"

"ah......"

Looking at his disciple's depressed and lonely figure, Bei Ming Long Yue realized that he had said the wrong thing.

But she was not good at speaking and didn't know how to make up for it.

"Whatever, it was just a drunken one-night stand."

"If Junior Master wants to forget everything that happened last night, I will forget it myself."

"No..." Bei Ming Long Yue opened his mouth, anxious but at a loss as to what to do.

We have already crossed that line, how can we hurt Wuyou's heart again?

I have to do something.

But before she could come up with a solution, Xiao Wuyou had already stood up and sat down beside the bed.

"That's it. If the young master doesn't like it, I won't bother you------"

"no!"

Bei Ming Long Yue hugged Xiao Wu You from behind, forgetting about his master's face and the quilt.

The smooth and white skin, without any cover, pressed tightly against Xiao Wuyou.

"I don't dislike it! So..."

"So I just like it!"

Xiao Wuyou changed his offensive, turned around suddenly and pushed the fairy in front of him to the head of the bed.

The amber eyes blinked blankly, as if they didn't understand why Xiao Wuyou, who was so depressed just now, was smiling so brightly at this moment.

Xiao Wuyou finally understood why the young master always grabbed the quilt and prevented him from looking.

From the slender neck to the delicate collarbone, from the soft belly to the fair waist, the fairy's originally flawless ice-white skin was now covered with traces of last night's blush.

"Still looking? It's all your fault!" The young master was stared at for a long time before he quickly covered the small cloud on his chest and glared at me.

"You just like to bully me, even though I was so well-behaved and filial before..." The young master lowered his eyelashes, his eyes filled with watery grievances.

I was bullied for a long time last night. I was kissed all over from head to toe, which was embarrassing enough. But it started again as soon as I woke up in the morning!

Traitor, evil disciple, bad disciple.

I was worried about him just now!

Was that well-behaved appearance you had before all just pretending?

"Because it's different now." Xiao Wuyou couldn't help laughing and brushed the snow-white hair with pity.

"Why is it different?" The young master turned his head away sullenly.

"Because now we are both master and disciple, and also Taoist couple."

Bei Ming Long Yue's heart trembled. He felt tenderness and at the same time, an inexplicable stimulation of electric current surging.

Xiao Wuyou was not in a hurry. He just leaned against the headboard, caressing the little master's soft silver hair, and said softly: "Of course I will not be disrespectful to the little master, but I also want to see how cute my Taoist partner is."

"Is it okay?"

He wanted to hear the young master's personal consent.

"Hmm..."

The young master opened his lips, as if he was too embarrassed to speak, but the hand that was covering his chest slowly dropped down.

"Young Master, if you don't explain, I won't understand."

This was too difficult for her, and in the end she could only transmit the message with a resentful tone.

'Rebel, kiss me'.

Xiao Wuyou smiled knowingly: "Disciple obeys your command."

The young master closed his eyes, his whole body was tense, but he looked adorable and ready to be picked.

"Ohhhhh!" But at this moment, a suppressed scream came from the door. Then several girls stumbled into the house.

Xiao Wuyou and Junior Master were both shocked.

Especially the latter, who slid into the quilt like a rabbit and curled up into a ball.

Xiao Wuyou looked back, only to see Tushan Momo, Liu Feiyan, Ye Qingmeng, and Su Lanyu huddled together and lying on the ground, looking unwell.

"When were you there?"

Tushan Momo scratched his head and chuckled: "Where should we start from, from good morning?"

The quilt on the bed trembled violently.

"I was just passing by to see how you were doing!" Liu Feiyan insisted.

"Oh, it seems like the progress is good?" Su Lanyu smiled as if she understood everything.

"We said that the master can make Senior Bei Ming cry!" Tushan Momo wagged his tail excitedly.

"Finally I've taken down the Sword Immortal. I'm really impressed." Ye Qingmeng had a playful look on his face.

Xiao Wuyou's face turned red with anger because of what they said, but then he changed his mind and realized that the people in front of him were all his fellow Taoists, so why should he be shy?

So he lay back on the bed in front of the girls.

"Little Master, shall we continue?"

"what?"

Bei Ming Long Yue's voice is out of tune.

"Yan'er and the others will all be your sisters from now on. What's there to be ashamed of?"

"No, absolutely not!"

I had been acting like a swordsman for them for so long, even treating them like children, how could I let them see me in such an embarrassing state now? !

Thinking of this, a burst of sword energy even emerged from Bei Ming Long Yue's body!

Seeing the sharp silver light emerging on the quilt, Xiao Wuyou finally had to give up and did not provoke this most dangerous quilt in the world of immortal cultivation.

However, every wrong has its perpetrator and the missed opportunity must be made up for.

"Ahem!"

Xiao Wuyou raised his head and stared at the four girls who were turning around and preparing to run away.

"You guys were having so much fun watching it just now, and you haven't even paid for your tickets yet."

"Hey, Wuyou, you are so arrogant. Do you see how many people we have now?" Liu Feiyan shook her head disdainfully.

But Xiao Wuyou just smiled and said nothing.

He had been afraid to play with the four girls before because he had no idea about his own level.

But the nights a few days ago proved as much.

I can't handle the young master, so how can I handle you? !

So Xiao Wuyou picked up a thin shirt from the bed and put it on, then went downstairs with the girls.

After a while, the little master popped his head out from under the quilt and looked at the door, feeling extremely aggrieved.

"That's my clothes..."

Chapter 32 The Great Elder's Suspicion

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In the Elder Hall of Wentian Peak, high-ranking officials of the Juejian Sect, representatives of local forces, and elders from famous righteous families gathered together to discuss the specific matters of the Great Dao Alliance.

To be honest, the Great Elder thought that this was just a verbal agreement. After all, the righteous people often have things like brotherhood and alliances, but they are just nice words, and even the righteous forces themselves are very loose.

I didn't expect that Liu Yanbin and others were actually serious about this.

Everyone was discussing heatedly, something about dispatching elite disciples, preparing magic weapons, and having them obey orders from the Juejian Sect, which left the Great Elder stunned.

The demons have all been destroyed, so why are they still preparing for a war?

"Wait, wait a minute." The Great Elder couldn't keep up with the topic and raised his hand to interrupt everyone's discussion.

"Since Xiao Wuyou is the leader of the Dao Alliance, why not let him take the lead in future operations." He suspected that these people were just busying themselves here because of their hot-bloodedness, so he should let the smart Xiao Wuyou come over and at least guide these people to do some real work.

Liu Yanbin turned around and smiled, appearing extremely respectful: "Don't worry, Great Elder. We will certainly not neglect Master Xiao."

"That's good... huh?"

The Great Elder frowned, sensing something was amiss.

Lord Xiao?

No, it’s okay if outsiders call you that, but as Wuyou’s father-in-law, do you need to be so respectful?

Tushan Liuhuan noticed the elder's confusion and asked, "Is there any problem? Does Lord Xiao have any instructions?"

This made the Great Elder even more puzzled.

Tushan Liuhuan is the former Demon King, but he is so humbly willing to ask Xiao Wuyou for instructions?

Xiao Wuyou has made extraordinary achievements, but weren’t those all the instructions of our great-grandmaster?

Even the killing of the Demon Emperor, although shocking enough, the Great Elder would never believe that it was all Xiao Wuyou's credit.

Monks are also human beings, and as human beings they have limits.

Even though he is the number one genius in the righteous path and the appointed leader of the Juejian Sect, Xiao Wuyou is still a junior after all.

"Master Xiao? Did you misunderstand?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole place fell silent.

Especially Elder Hei Feng and other powerful gods who had heard Xiao Wuyou reveal the truth with their own ears in Linjiang City, all had strange expressions on their faces.

You must know that apart from the Sword Immortal, the person with the highest status in the Juejian Sect is not the Sect Master, but this True Lord Wentian.

How could he not know Xiao Wuyou's true identity?

Unless, he was keeping it a secret for Xiao Wuyou.

"Oh, look at my memory, it seems that Senior Brother doesn't know yet?" Elder Tianya slapped his head and showed a look of understanding to the Great Elder: "In fact, Master Xiao has already told us."

"What are you talking about? What Lord Xiao?!" The Great Elder was a little unhappy.

Tianya is Xiao Wuyou's elder after all. No matter how much he dotes on her, how can he be so rude? !

Tian Ya was slightly stunned, then shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Brother, you are really good at acting."