I, a minor character, fell into the Shura field of the heroine and the villain

The inner room is actually a kitchen and a utility room, while the outer room is furnished with a table and a bed, with the wardrobe integrated under the bed. The whole space seems very small.

But in such a small place, there were only a family of three living there.

"Senior, do you want to lie on this bed?" the sloppy woman asked nervously.

"No, I'm just taking a look." Lan Ruoyu did as she said.

After she entered the house, she didn't move, but stood at the door and looked around.

The unkempt woman was still trying to figure out the identity of this goddess-like figure when she heard the other person's slightly indifferent voice ask, "What's your name?"

The other party did not exude any aura of strength, but the sloppy woman's intuition told her that the other party was definitely a powerful person that she could not imagine.

If she did anything rash that upset the other party, her life might be in danger in an instant.

You should know that a powerful monk can easily detect that you are lying.

So she didn't dare to make up a random name, but she also kept it in mind and said, "Senior, you can just call me Xiaoyue."

The full name was not mentioned, so the identity would not be easily exposed.

That's not right. She has never offended anyone in this life and has been deliberately avoiding other protagonists. She should not be involved in any danger.

As long as she stays humble and practices silently, she will achieve great success sooner or later.

I have never seen this senior before. Who is she?

The unknown brought fear, and she was worried that the other party would be hostile to her.

In fact, her worries were completely unnecessary, Lan Ruoyu didn't care about her at all.

However, her uneasiness made her want to seek help from the painting fairy in the scroll, and she moved her eyes carefully.

Where is that scroll?

Oh, I have a habit of losing things.

Xiaoyue's eyes wandered and soon noticed the scroll used as a pad for the bed legs.

However, she also noticed that her senior, who had just said that he didn't want to lie in bed, suddenly walked to the bedside.

Under Xiaoyue's gaze, Lan Ruoyu sat on the bed.

Although Xiaoyue deliberately makes herself look very sloppy, she actually understands the quality of life.

The bed is also covered with a thick layer of cushions, so it doesn't feel too hard when you lie on it.

The soft cushion had sunken into a plump indentation because of Lan Ruoyu's full and round buttocks, and the plump buttocks overflowed from one side of the bed.

"It's different, completely different." Lan Ruoyu said something that made Xiaoyue confused.

Then she stood up, and Xiaoyue quickly stepped back when she saw this.

But Lan Ruoyu didn't even look at her. She flicked her sleeves and disappeared from the room in the blink of an eye.

"Have you left?" After a while, an illusory fairy figure appeared in the room. She was the Painting Fairy who was hiding in the scroll.

"Senior, what was the cultivation level of that person just now? I have no idea what her level is." Xiaoyue felt a little scared.

She thought the other person was a little strange, but the other person probably thought she was strange too.

"At the middle stage of fusion, the spiritual energy is not as rich as it was three thousand years ago. It is rare to be able to cultivate to this level."

"Then, senior, can you defeat her?"

"What are you thinking about? I'm just a remnant soul. It's a blessing that she didn't capture me and refine me."

……

Inside the bathhouse of the Holy Lord's Temple.

Two beauties, one big and one small, were sitting in the water.

There were light blue cyclones formed by spiritual energy circling above the bathtub, and those cyclones finally fell on Bai Qianqian.

As the saint absorbed such rich spiritual energy like a whale, her momentum was slowly rising.

The water waves around her rose and fell due to the cyclone, and occasionally her beautiful white outline could be seen.

After practicing the technique for ten cycles, Bai Qianqian finally stopped.

"Very good, this "Heavenly Maiden's Treasure Mirror" is indeed very suitable for you." Saint Zi Yang said with a look of satisfaction.

The Zi Yang Holy Land has a profound heritage and is never short of various kinds of skills.

Mu Wanyi carefully selected a martial art for her disciple and personally provided instruction.

She doesn't necessarily have to learn the skills herself, but her rich knowledge can answer Bai Qianqian's questions and resolve their confusion.

With the help of her master, Bai Qianqian made rapid progress in practicing the Heavenly Maiden Treasure Mirror.

Bai Qianqian had only reached the third level of this technique, but she already felt her magical power had increased by more than 60%. She was even eager to try and quickly challenge Luo Xueqing to a duel.

"Mother's vision is really good. This way, my status as a saint will be more solid." She deeply understood her master's good intentions and was deeply moved.

Fairy Yuexia was extremely happy to see her disciple growing up little by little.

But she would not let this girl become complacent because of this. People who practice Taoism must remember to guard against arrogance and impatience.

"The Heavenly Maiden's Treasure Mirror has nine levels. Every time you master a level, the Yuan Yin in your body will become stronger."

"But while it improves your strength, it also has a side effect."

"When you look for a husband in the future, you have to find one with a very strong yang energy. Otherwise, he might not be able to stand you." Mu Wanyi said meaningfully.

Bai Qianqian asked somewhat confusedly, "What do you mean?"

However, her master just gave her an inexplicable smile.

Chapter 286: Internal strife, the saint saves the situation

Qingfeng Town.

This town was originally just an ordinary town, but many years ago, it became a place for many monks who had no hope of practicing to retire.

Perhaps those low-level cultivators have a hard time in the world of immortal cultivation, but they can thrive in the secular world.

Qingfeng Town has also developed because of this, and compared with other small towns, it is obviously much richer.

There are many new faces in town today.

Inside the Wang family compound, the atmosphere was grim and all the monks were pulled out to prepare for the upcoming crisis.

They were discovered, and people from other branches of the Wang family still found this place.

How did the news leak out?

Maybe there was a traitor among the people who had migrated here, or maybe they had been targeted during their move. Whatever the reason, it no longer mattered.

There are now many monks from outside the mansion.

It's okay to make a fuss or be like a frightened bird. They will be extremely alert at the slightest sign of trouble in the town.

They were the losers in the family infighting, so they fled to this place.

However, the rest of the Wang family and several other big families seemed unwilling to let them go.

At this time, a young man rushed in from outside with a panicked look.

He hadn't caught his breath yet, his face flushed as he ran, saying, "Oh no! We're surrounded."

In such a special period, almost everyone in the second branch of the Wang family is in danger.

Although they and the other branches of the Wang family have a common ancestor and are included in the same family tree, they are blood-related relatives.

Yet they still got to this point.

The boy's shout immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the house.

Wang Tingyue walked out of the crowd and grabbed the young man.

He is Wang Xiao's eldest son and currently the head of the second branch of the Wang family.

Just a few months ago, he was still an uneducated playboy, but now that the family has undergone such a change, he has matured a lot almost overnight.

Regardless of whether Wang Tingyue can bear the burden of the family, he must come out to lead his relatives.

"Old Five, what are you yelling about? Shut up." Wang Tingyue's spiritual sense also sensed the uninvited guest approaching outside the high wall.

But my brother's shouting has no positive effect other than making the people here lose their morale.

He glared at his brother and said, "Get into the well. No matter what happens, don't make any noise."

After saying that, he patted the boy on the back, signaling him to leave quickly.

Wang Tingyue said that the well contains secrets that can be hidden in it, and people can hide in it. There is a formation inside that can mask the breath and sound. Unless it is carefully checked, it is difficult for people outside to discover what is going on inside.

At this time, many women and children had already hidden in the well, which was the hope for the continuation of their second branch.

But the fifth brother shook his head stubbornly after hearing this: "No, I am an adult too, I have to protect everyone."

The boy was only fifteen years old, but he wanted to fight on the front lines like the other adults. In his youthful vigor, he had no idea how dangerous his family was.

Reality doesn't give them that much time to procrastinate.

Swish!

One after another, human figures leaped in from outside the high wall.

"Wang Zhisheng, I didn't expect you to come too." As soon as those people landed, Wang Tingyue recognized the man in the lead.

He was a young man about the same age as Wang Tingyue, from the third branch of the family.

The two of them had a good relationship when they were young, but because Wang Xiao wanted to seize power, under his intervention, the people of the second branch gradually became alienated from the other branches.

"I didn't want to have to go this far. But the clan leader has ordered that no one can be left here."

While he was speaking, dozens of people rushed in from outside.

This is the wall they are close to, the situation in other directions is unclear.

Just as this concern arose, shouts of killing came from all directions.

Judging from the sounds, quite a few people must have already broken into this mansion.

Even less than ten meters away from them, the sound of swords clashing could be heard.

The people who came to participate in the siege of the second branch had an overwhelming advantage in numbers.

"Kill!" With Wang Zhisheng's order, the two groups of people started fighting.

For a moment, swords and sabers flashed and all kinds of magic spells flew everywhere.

The houses and high walls were completely destroyed in an instant during their fight.

Wang Tingyue threw a punch, smashing the enemy who was rushing in the front. The man's sternum immediately caved in and his internal organs were crushed.

"Puff!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the man flew out, crashing to the ground in the distance, creating a huge crater. In a short time, he was so casually dead.

"Brother!~"

Suddenly, a young man's crying voice made Wang Tingyue's heart tremble.

When he turned around, he saw his fifth brother being held in Wang Zhisheng's hand like a little chicken.

The young man had previously said he wanted to fight alongside everyone, but when he actually saw the brutal scene of blood splattering on the spot, he was horrified. His hands and feet were cold with fear, and he trembled uncontrollably, unable to muster any strength.

He is only in the Qi training stage and is insignificant here. He cannot control the situation and is just a burden.

"Don't move. If you move again, I will crush your brother to death." Wang Tingyue's strength is comparable to Wang Zhisheng's. The difference between the two is not that big. If they fight to the death, both will suffer.

But with a hostage, Wang Zhisheng took the initiative.

He just didn't believe that the other party would not want to take his brother's life.

However, after the initial shock, the young man calmed down a bit. He knew that he hadn't retreated in time and had already dragged his brother down. If he had put his brother in a disadvantageous situation because of him, he would be blamed even if he died.

Thus, the most resolute decision of his life came to the boy's mind.

"Brother, don't worry about me, just fight them!" The young man shouted loudly in excitement.

The fifteen-year-old boy swung his limbs and pounced on Wang Zhisheng.

Coincidentally, one of the punches hit Wang Zhisheng in the face.

This was unbearable for him, who always cared about his reputation. He was a Jindan cultivator, and was hit in the face by a Qi training period cultivator. Did he really think he would be good-tempered?