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

"Of course, and Xueqing, I'll buy some for you too."

"I...Okay then."

So after a brief discussion, they went to a shop called Xianyi Pavilion in the market town.

This shop specializes in women's dresses and underwear, and most of the people who come and go in the shop are women.

Of course, there are occasionally a few male cultivators who come here with their Taoist partners.

The first floor of Xianyi Pavilion is mainly divided into two areas, namely the outer clothing area in the front and the intimate area inside which men are not allowed to enter.

Women in this era mostly dress conservatively. Except for some witches from the Hehuan Sect, decent female cultivators will not skimp on fabric when it comes to their clothes.

But that doesn't mean the clothes here are not beautiful.

When Zhao Kangping saw the various fairy-like clothes in this clothing store, he couldn't find a single ugly one.

It can be seen that the people who designed these clothes must have real talent and skills.

"Three gentlemen, are you here to choose clothes for the fairy?"

After they entered the door, they were greeted by a beautiful female receptionist with a smile.

"That's right, I brought my two..." Zhao Kangping originally wanted to say that it was his two disciples who came to see the clothes.

Zhao Mengyao guessed what he meant and quickly replied, "Daoist companion."

Hearing this word, Luo Xueqing's beautiful face turned red.

"Young Master, you are so lucky! Both of your Taoist companions are so stunningly beautiful. I think they will look even more like fairies when they wear my clothes."

The female receptionist was also very smart. While praising the two girls' appearance, she also did not forget to lift her own clothes.

Afterwards, the receptionist enthusiastically introduced her own dresses.

The clothes here are all made of high-quality fabrics. Not only are they beautiful, but they also have a certain degree of protection. In addition, they are dustproof, waterproof, and self-cleaning, making them the perfect choice for home travel and fighting.

"Take a look first, and tell me which one you like."

The Fairy Clothing Pavilion was of a higher standard, catering to mid- to high-level cultivators. Most casual cultivators cultivating their Qi and building their foundations didn't have the spare spirit stones to spend there. However, Zhao Kangping, as one of the seven hall masters of the Ziyang Holy Land, received a good annual salary, allowing him to afford high-end clothing for his two beautiful disciples.

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhao Mengyao ran happily to browse the clothes on the shelves.

But Luo Xueqing was more reserved. She only took a quick glance at the clothes and knew that they were not cheap.

It’s not that she really doesn’t like nice clothes, but she thinks these external things are unimportant and cannot improve her own strength, so there is actually no need to buy them.

Mainly, she wanted to save money for her master.

So in just a few minutes, Zhao Mengyao had chosen five beautiful dresses. But Luo Xueqing stood still and didn't choose a single piece of clothing.

"Xueqing, you should buy some dresses too. If you are overwhelmed by the choices, your husband can also help you look for some." He almost called out "Master", but thinking that there were outsiders here, he quickly changed his words.

But this change of words made Luo Xueqing even more shy.

Master really treats her as his Taoist partner.

Then should she call him husband in front of outsiders?

But what if other people I know see it?

"I, I'll choose it myself. This one is good." After adjusting her mood, Luo Xueqing walked to a dress.

The main body of this skirt is still white, but it is decorated with some decorative patterns such as flowers, birds and auspicious clouds.

"Okay, then this one, take it off and try it on."

Zhao Kangping said to the receptionist.

Just as they were choosing clothes, two women walked into the store.

The people who came were Ji Miaoyan and Lian, who had disguised themselves. Their disguised faces were now quite ordinary, the kind that would be hard to find once they blended into a crowd.

When passing by Zhao Kangping, Ji Miaoyan pretended to be looking at clothes, but she would glance at Zhao Kangping from time to time.

He looks pretty good, but I don’t know what his relationship with Xue Qing is.

Since Zhao Kangping used the breath-concealing spell to hide his cultivation level, Ji Miaoyan couldn't tell what realm he was at.

"Husband, my dear, do I look good?"

At this time, Luo Xueqing walked out of the dressing room. She had already changed into the dress she had chosen.

Her shy posture combined with the dress was indeed stunning, and Zhao Kangping stared at her as soon as she appeared.

Ji Miaoyan, who was standing beside him, also stared with her eyes wide open.

She, she called this man husband.

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

At this point in time, Luo Xueqing should be alone. Ji Miaoyan clearly remembered the days and nights when she and Luo Xueqing met in her previous life.

Originally, Xueqing should have been with her at this time.

How could Xue Qing be so shy in front of a man? This was something she had never seen before.

Who is this man?

It’s hard, Ji Miaoyan’s fist is hard.

Although her face was calm, her heart was already turbulent.

For a moment, she even wanted to kill this man.

In her mind, Luo Xueqing is like an older sister, and at the same time, she is her idol, a special existence that transcends the world.

She would not allow such a pure elder sister to be soiled by a man.

"Husband, look at me too." Another voice like a bolt from the blue once again poured into Ji Miaoyan's eardrums. She turned her head and saw that it was the female devil Zhao Mengyao.

No, there is only one man here.

Then the husband she called was also this man.

No, this is not cultivating immortality.

Luo Xueqing and Zhao Mengyao are obviously sworn enemies, so how could they both fall in love with the same man?

How could they both share the same husband?

"puff!"

She absolutely could not accept this kind of thing. Ji Miaoyan was so angry that she spat out a mouthful of blood.

Zhao Kangping was stunned when he saw a female cultivator suddenly vomit blood at a very close distance.

What kind of sudden illness is this?

Although the woman looked ordinary, she looked quite young and did not look like someone suffering from a serious illness.

Maybe there is something unspeakable.

How pitiful.

Hope she's okay.

"Miss, are you okay?"

The incident happened so suddenly that Lian anxiously supported Ji Miaoyan.

Feeling that Luo Xueqing, Zhao Mengyao and the unknown man were all looking at her, Ji Miaoyan turned her head away, not daring to look at the three of them.

She and Luo Xueqing are still strangers now, and she doesn't want her first encounter with her to be so embarrassing.

Even though this was her first real meeting with Luo Xueqing in this life.

But she will definitely not admit it later.

Just pass by each other like this, don't communicate, don't let her notice you.

Ji Miaoyan wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and turned to leave.

However, she forgot that Luo Xueqing was the kind of person who liked to meddle in other people's affairs.

"Is this fellow Daoist okay?"

The sudden voice behind her made Ji Miaoyan freeze.

Oops, I finally caught her attention.

Otherwise, just pretend you didn't hear it.

Ji Miaoyan quickened her pace and decided to escape before any words were exchanged.

Whoosh!

Suddenly a figure stopped Ji Miaoyan who was about to escape.

The latter looked up and took a closer look, his eyes met with a beautiful and exquisite face.

That was the big sister she admired.

It was the figure she had been chasing in her previous life.

Luo Xueqing looked at her with some concern and asked kindly, "Miss, what's wrong with you? I think you seem injured. I have some healing pills here that may be of some help to you."

As she spoke, Luo Xueqing took out a small white porcelain bottle.

It was as if a switch of certain memories was touched, and all the events of her past life flashed back in Ji Miaoyan's mind like a kaleidoscope.

The first time she fell in love with someone was probably in her previous life when she encountered an assassin while on an incognito tour in Yanglin City.

That day, she was surrounded by a group of assassins, and all her attendants were brutally killed by the murderers.

In times of crisis, a heroic and extraordinary swordsman in white clothes descended from the sky.

At the critical moment, rescue her from danger.

Afterwards, the other party left without leaving his name.

When they met again, she began to pester him.

At that time she didn't know that the other person was a woman.

Later, Luo Xueqing revealed her female body to her.

But this did not stop Ji Miaoyan from pestering her.

Although she didn't have any fancy makeup, she was stunned by Luo Xueqing's beautiful appearance when she first saw her changing into women's clothes.

Even though they were both women, she felt a little ashamed in front of Xue Qing.

Ji Miaoyan didn't want to attract Luo Xueqing's attention, so she ran away in shame.

But she saw Luo Xueqing reaching out her hand to her.

This scene actually overlapped with several familiar scenes from the previous life.

No matter what danger you are in, I will lend you a helping hand.

The words of the previous life still echo in my ears.

Seeing this familiar scene, Ji Miaoyan was stunned for a moment.

"Woooo ...

This was a reunion beyond life and death, and Ji Miaoyan's heartstrings were touched.

She lost control of her emotions for a moment, burst into tears, and took a step forward, passing Luo Xueqing's outstretched hand, and hugged her.

"???"

Luo Xueqing was suddenly hugged and was full of questions.

If you ask Ji Miaoyan why she thinks Luo Xueqing is a person she can get along with.

There are many reasons for her answer.

Perhaps it was Xue Qing's chivalrous heart that would take action when she saw injustice.

Or maybe it was her generosity towards her friends.

Maybe when I'm with her, I can forget a lot of troubles.

In their previous lives, they had experienced many hardships together, and they supported and helped each other.

Became very good friends.