There are always fairies plotting against me

"Yeah." Mu Qingyue nodded, helped him fasten his belt with ease, and pushed him back to the chair to sit down. There was only her, her junior brother, and a vixen sleeping on the table in the room.

So Mu Qingyue bent her knees slightly and leaned into Lu Jinan's arms. The sky returned to normal and sunlight shone directly into the house.

Leaning in the arms of my junior brother would cool him down.

"When an ordinary female cultivator bites a junior brother, it feels completely different from when she bites me, right?"

Lu Jinan smiled and reached out to touch her buttocks under her skirt, which were covered by her silk pants and underwear. When they were outside,

Senior sister doesn’t wear stockings.

"Yes." Lu Jinan lowered his head and kissed his senior sister's forehead, his eyes passing over the pearls in her hand.

She held the pearl on her tail with her arms across her chest, but Lu Jinan noticed her little intention of not letting him touch her chest.

"What book did you learn that from again?" Lu Jinan patted her buttocks.

"Hmm—draw inferences from one example."

"Is this what you're learning during your retreat?" Lu Jinan gave her a displeased look.

"I've been practicing hard too." Mu Qingyue shrank back into her arms, her small feet in her embroidered shoes floating in the air. "I'm just slowing down now."

“Why is it slowing down?”

Mu Qingyue smiled without saying anything, then asked, "Junior brother, do you know who is occupying Wu Liang's body?"

"I don't know." Lu Jinan leaned back in his chair: "But it's not a possession."

Mu Qingyue nodded. She also realized that it was a branch of the Taoist method of "binding spirits and sending generals", similar to the projection of a clone that a strong person casts on his apprentice, but Wu Liang's "projection" directly controlled Wu Liang himself.

This kind of Taoist method is more dangerous, and one's carelessness may cause irreversible damage to the original body.

"The one occupying Wu Liang's body must be a Sage at the Hedao Realm." Lu Jinan frowned slightly. "Otherwise, he wouldn't have died so easily. However, even a cultivator at the Hedao Realm can't control a cultivator at the late Tongsheng Realm so easily."

"A more sophisticated technique?"

"Maybe." Lu Jinan looked down, his gaze fixed on Yang Guan.

Because of the uninvited guest Wu Liang, Yang Guan, as the host, stood beside Zhao Yunyan with an expressionless face and his hands slightly clenched.

"Brother Yang—" Zhao Yunyan said softly: "I know Wu Liang is not your opponent—

"He is indeed not." Yang Guan released his hands and laughed at himself: "But I, as the host, have lost face."

"I believe Brother Yang..."

"No problem." Yang Guan waved his hand, then took two steps forward and bowed towards the private room where Lu Jinan and Mu Qingyue were. After thanking them loudly, he interrupted the noisy voices and continued to preside over the Immortal Tea Party.

Soon, someone came back on stage and started cutting. After all, the Immortal Tea Party was an opportunity for the Saint Realm cultivators present to make a name for themselves.

As it concerns their own ranking in the realm of sainthood, the voices discussing Mu Qingyue gradually turned into voices exchanging strengths.

Yang Guan looked up at the sky above the canyon, and a trace of gloom flashed through his heart.

pity··-·

It would have been fine if Mu Qingyue didn't cultivate the power of incense, but she also made herself unrelated to this power.

The struggle for the Tao and the opportunity is like the revenge for killing one's father!

"There's still a chance to get it back."

He looked back at the arena, determined to win first place in this Xiandao Tea Party with overwhelming strength!

"Senior Sister, when Yang Guan slapped Wu Liang earlier, did Wu Liang lean closer to his ear and say something?"

In the private room, Lu Jinan's big hands had already sunk into the silk pants and underwear under the horse-faced skirt - out of control.

Because the weather was too hot, he just wanted to cool down.

Mu Qingyue, lying on her side in his arms, trembled slightly and whispered, "Junior brother, you do this kind of thing, yet you ask such a serious question..."

Senior sister, are you feeling unwell?"

"No." Lu Jinan paused, lowered his head and whispered, "Don't you think this kind of conversation is also very sexy?

"You learn from me!"

Lu Jinan answered as a matter of course: "It's normal for a junior brother to learn from his senior sister."

"Then be careful." Mu Qingyue pressed her legs together, rolled up her left sleeve, and breathed slightly faster: "Don't let it disappear."

Lu Jinan looked down at her arm, and the toad's blood was particularly eye-catching on her fair skin.

"I will be careful."

"Yeah." Mu Qingyue hooked her arm around his neck and began to answer the question: "I was helping my junior brother before...I didn't notice.

If my junior brother hadn't asked me to kill Wu Liang, I wouldn't have left him."

Lu Jinan smiled: "But after you came back, didn't you also feel that being admired by so many people was great?"

"You can tease me like this—Junior Brother." Mu Qingyue arched her foot, curled her jade toes slightly, and her embroidered shoes fell to the floor with a "click". Her snow-white feet wrapped in white silk stockings came into Lu Jinan's sight.

Lu Jinan looked at them with a smile in his eyes. No matter whether it was his master's, Nanzhi's or his senior sister's feet, he liked them all.

The reason for liking them is very simple, because you can judge their mood from the reaction of their jade feet.

These subtle changes are sometimes more noticeable than looking at their blushing faces.

Watching his senior sister curling her toes and then slightly spreading them, Lu Jinan said softly, "It feels so cool."

"So—Junior Brother, you can practice the 'Up and Down Quest for Blissful Soul Tempering Method' with me." Mu Qingyue stroked the back of his head and neck with her fingers somewhat nervously: "My Yin Qi—all belongs to you, Junior Brother. It can improve your cultivation."

"Okay." This time Lu Jinan did not refuse.

Although the master-servant relationship would be established once the "Searching for the Ultimate Bliss Soul-Forging Method" was practiced, he now knew what his senior sister wanted.

"Don't you hate it?" Lu Jinan asked again.

"No." Mu Qingyue whispered, "Junior brother, you can try harder."

Lu Jinan used his other arm to hold her waist: "Don't move. I don't want the toad blood to disappear now, so take it easy."

"But, okay——" Mu Qingyue pursed her lips and stopped talking.

"Be good." Lu Jinan lowered his head and glanced at his senior sister's slightly messy clothes. His right hand, which was around her waist, moved up a short distance involuntarily.

But the next second, he was elbowed by his senior sister.

Helplessness flashed in his eyes: "Senior Sister, you are so vigilant even in this state?"

"It's a secret." Mu Qingyue held the pink pearl tail to her chest: "Not now."

"Even touching it is not allowed?"

"No."

"Okay." Lu Jinan put his arms around her waist again, but this time he pulled the hem of her clothes out of her skirt and directly touched her cold and slender waist.

"No bellyband."

Lu Jinan couldn't find the tie of the bellyband, so he became more and more curious.

Logically speaking, even the cute little Cherry would wear a bellyband, so no - it can't be that there are no larger sizes of bellybands, right?

But, even if Senior Sister removes the possible bra wrap, can she still be as powerful as Master?

His master was the most magnificent and gentle woman he had ever seen. Only Palace Master Xiao was a little inferior to her.

Even Nanzhi is still a coconut away from Master.

Lu Jinan wanted to move his hand upwards to see if he could find any trace of the chest wrap, but looking at his senior sister whose breathing was slightly rapid, he decided to do so.

At this moment, his senior sister's clenched arms loosened slightly, and he moved up quietly and quickly.

Then, his fingers touched a piece of soft cloth.

It's not a bra binder. If it was a bra binder, it wouldn't be so loose. So, is it true that senior sister is "inferior" because of her small breasts?

Lu Jinan was lost in thought and didn't notice the slight smile on Mu Qingyue's lips.

Surprise, only surprise can bring joy.

She tightened her legs.

Lu Jinan felt it, and didn't think much about his senior sister's breasts. Instead, he took out the communication compass and contacted Jiang Wuya.

Of course, there is no connection between images.

"Holy Son, do you have any instructions?"

Lu Jinan watched his senior sister playfully lower her hand and said calmly, "You can try to investigate the relationship between the Wuji Demon Sect and Yang Guan—you can figure it out yourself."

As he spoke, he recounted what had just happened regarding Wu Liang, his voice remaining calm.

Mu Qingyue held onto her own "Ming Zhang" and thought that her junior brother's body was not as calm as his voice.

"It's a pity that Qingmiao Palace is too far away, and we can't directly contact it using the communication compass. Otherwise, I would show it to Nanzhi every day."

And Aunt Ruo, will she take the opportunity to peek?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but curl her toes tighter. Thinking of Aunt Ruo's reaction, she felt vaguely excited.

"Senior Sister?" Lu Jinan turned his head and looked at Mu Qingyue in surprise. He didn't do anything extra, so why was she so... happy all of a sudden?

Lu Jinan ended his call with Jiang Wuya, then jokingly said, "What did you think of? Why are you so—hmm?"

While asking the question, he glanced at Qiu Qingtang on the table. This vixen hasn't woken up yet.

"Happy things." Mu Qingyue's tense body gradually relaxed: "Junior brother likes girls who are older than you, right?"

Lu Jinan pondered for a few seconds before saying, "I like this kind of relationship, just go with the flow—"

"Speak the key."

"Indeed!" Lu Jinan nodded: "I like big sister!"

"Is my mother also considered a sister?"

"Big sister!" Lu Jinan said honestly, "She's still a mature big sister."

"Because the older sister is caring?"

“That’s part of the reason.”

“But—” Mu Qingyue shifted her body: “I can’t cook, I’ve never washed clothes, and I can’t draw or sew clothes—”

"I like senior sister." Lu Jinan pulled his hand away. Although he grew up with senior sister before, he didn't know her well. But now, the cold and introverted senior sister is very likable.

"Can you prove it?"

Lu Jinan leaned over and kissed her on the lips, but Mu Qingyue shook her head and looked down at the hand that had just done something wrong.

Lu Jinan looked at his senior sister, slowly raised his left hand, and placed his index and middle fingers in front of her.

Mu Qingyue probed lightly with the tip of her tongue.

Lu Jinan looked at her and thought that his senior sister was indeed a bitch, and liked to use this way of proving herself.

So... the more he 'beats' her, the more he can prove his love for her?

"Senior Sister, you are really weird."

Mu Qingyue, who was concentrating on her work, did not respond to Lu Jinan's voice, but her cold cheeks became even redder and her body temperature seemed to rise a little.

And this place is unknown to this senior sister and brother.

In the sky, the white jade flying boat was about to enter the Qingmiao Domain’s sphere of influence.

Zhu Nanzhi stared at the direction of his master's room in a trance.

Not long ago, Master returned to the house strangely again.

In the room, Xiao Yinruo, lying on the bed, stared at her own white jade fingers without any makeup in a trance.

What did I just do?!

Chapter 169 'I ​​am Nanzhi's master. No matter what, I cannot be emotional...'

The white jade fingers appear before your eyes, just like the moisture contained in peach blossom eyes.

Xiao Yinruo was watching intently, her red lips slightly parted, the tip of her tongue seemed to roll lightly, and then -

She subconsciously separated her index and middle fingers.