There are always fairies plotting against me

"waste."

Bai Shangshi cursed softly. He knew without hesitation that Zhou Yuanfu had failed in his siege of Lu Jinan. Failure would have been fine, but the man hadn't escaped yet...

Those bald donkeys are so useless.

But what exactly happened in the Qinglian Secret Realm that caused Zhou Yuanfu's action to fail?

"What happened in the Qinglian Secret Realm?" asked Bai Shangshi quietly.

Bai Shangshi's eyes flashed with anger when he asked this question. Damn Zheng Dongliu!

If it weren't for this old guy leading a group of people to blockade the upper realm, the upper realm's control over the lower realm would not have been so weak.

Even important information cannot be obtained quickly.

Yue Zongwu said quickly: "Several Buddhas have died in Buddhism, and even Emperor Shitian died in the Qinglian Secret Realm. The Palace Master of Qingmiao Palace broke through to the Divine Hidden Realm..."

It seems that the Buddhist sect is moving to Chang'an—this is the information released by the Wandao Sect."

"Is Indra dead?"

There was a surprise in Bai Shangshi's eyes, and then he could not hide the joy in his heart. He did not expect that such a rising star in the lower world would also die. This was good news.

"Wan Dao Zong said so, he must be dead——"

“It should be.

Bai Shangshi frowned slightly. Is he dead or not?

If Emperor Shitian is not dead and Xiao Yin breaks through to the level of Divine Hidden, this would not be good news.

However, we can't get any more information from the Wuji Demon Sect now.

"Please, Lord Envoy, save me!"

Yue Zongwu spoke again: "If the Wuji Demon Sect is destroyed again, it will be disadvantageous to you."

Bai Shangshi ignored Yue Zongwu. He was thinking about one question: how could Zhou Yuanfu leak the secret?

The restrictions planted in his sea of ​​consciousness mean that even searching his soul would not be able to obtain this information—"

Did that old guy Shangguan Qizhen find a way to break the ban?

But this restriction doesn't come from the upper realm, how could that old guy break it?

Unless we reach a cooperation with Minggu.

But this is impossible.

Emperor Shandu is an upright ghost and would never cooperate with the living.

Unless Emperor Mantis knows something...

But this is also impossible.

After all, Emperor Shandu is also within the defense range of the upper realm, and will not be allowed to know things that he should not know. Bai Shang gave Yue Zongwu a warning. The Wuji Demon Sect is still useful, but this waste is useless.

He glanced outside the cave, a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, and then he disappeared on the spot.

Yue Zongwu suddenly looked up at the gradually collapsing altar with despair in his eyes.

He clenched his hands and wanted to leave immediately, but just as he stood up, a sharp sword energy came from behind.

The cold sword blade was placed directly on his neck.

Yue Zongwu looked at the swordsman's robes, his eyes filled with despair. "Linyuan - Sword Sect."

Yue Zongwu closed his eyes and was hesitating whether to commit suicide, but he felt the sword blade on his neck leave. He opened his eyes and met the gaze of the person who came.

"follow me."

Bai Fu walked out of the house, looked at the auspicious clouds and the singing of fairy birds in the distance, and took a step out into the depths of the clouds and mist of the fairy mountain.

In the quiet valley, in a courtyard that looks like a paradise, an old man is waving a hoe and renovating the fields, apparently preparing to plant new crops.

Bai Fu walked in and bowed, "Greetings, Master."

He quickly recounted the information he had received.

When the old man heard that "Indra may be dead", he put down his hoe and said: "Confirm whether this is true or not."

"As you command." Bai Fu bowed, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Zhou Yuanfu's exposure has caused too much damage. It will be difficult to compete with the Kong family of Qiyang next..."

The old man took some rapeseed from the table beside him and said, "It's time to plant cabbage this season, otherwise we won't have anything to eat in the winter."

Bai Fu kept bowing: "I don't understand."

The old man walked up to Bai Fu and asked, "Why don't you understand?"

Bai Fu looked at the old man calmly: "Zheng Dongliu wouldn't be so weird."

The old man laughed out loud, then threw away the rapeseed in his hand and put a ring on his thumb: "Forget it, I won't pretend anymore."

He stepped forward, wearing a gorgeous brocade robe. "Have you contacted Taishi Dan?"

"No, probably too busy hiding."

"The Wuji Demon Sect is just a chess piece. It can't disappear from the chessboard, otherwise the Kong guy will come and mock us again."

"Then what's next—"

"It doesn't matter. I've already contacted the demon tribe. If they fail too, I have nothing to say."

Bai Fu hesitated for a moment and said, "Should we interfere with the Kong family's plan?"

The old man glanced at Bai Fu and asked, "Are you a spy planted by Zheng Dongliu?"

Bai Fu quickly shook his head: "How could I possibly be Zheng Dongliu's subordinate? He and I have a blood feud that could have wiped out our entire clan."

The old man snorted coldly: "The situation is not favorable now, and the existence of the body-stealer has been exposed. Do you still want to continue to lose?"

"Don't dare."

The old man rubbed his thumb ring and said: "You should go down there in person through the demon tribe and find a way to contact Taishidan.

I will go to see His Majesty the Holy Emperor."

"As ordered."

Looking at Bai Fu's leaving figure, the old man pondered for a few seconds and decided to go to Changling Wei family first.

Taichu Palace, Fuyao Residence.

Zhu Nanzhi lay lazily on the bed, her slender white legs swaying gently, and her brows were filled with the spring feeling of satisfaction from lovemaking.

"Were you peeping last night?"

Her voice was a little hoarse as she asked Mu Qingyue who was sitting at the table: "Why didn't you come in?"

Mu Qingyue didn't answer, but asked instead: "Is your voice sore from shouting or eating, huh?"

Zhu Nanzhi smiled and said, "It's both. My husband's physical training is getting better and better. That's great~"

"Why not use other methods?" Mu Qingyue rubbed the teacup: "It's been so long, isn't it time to let Junior Brother have everything you have?"

"Hmm?" Zhu Nanzhi paused. "What do you mean?"

Mu Qingyue said calmly: "You didn't get first place."

Zhu Nanzhi finally understood what he meant, so she rolled her eyes and said, "What do you care about me?"

Mu Qingyue smiled and said, "Aunt Ruo accompanied Junior Brother to practice swordplay this morning."

Zhu Nanzhi sat up immediately, not caring about her sore waist and tired legs, and asked quickly: "What did my husband and Master say?"

Mu Qingyue drank the cold tea in the cup and said, "I don't know. I just watched from a distance. Junior Brother and Aunt Ruo were chatting using voice transmission. You might as well go and ask them in person."

Sound transmission?

Zhu Nanzhi's expression was happy. Why do we need to transmit voice when chatting?

Isn’t the master giving instructions to my husband?

Since it is guidance, what can't be known?

Zhu Nanzhi's expression suddenly became melancholy. What really happened between her husband and master in the Qinglian Secret Realm?

I forgot to ask last night.

"Didn't you go and ask?" Zhu Nanzhi couldn't help but ask.

"You know, I like to peek." Mu Qingyue looked at the teacup: "I——"

"With your cultivation level, you can only peek at me!" Zhu Nanzhi said speechlessly: "My husband and master must have discovered you."

"That's not important. What's important is the content of the conversation between Junior Brother and Aunt Ruo."

Mu Qingyue stood up and walked out: "But since you have accepted my mother, it wouldn't matter if there was also Aunt Ruo, right?"

"This is different!"

"Then just go and ask. Aunt Ruo is your master."

Hearing Mu Qingyue's voice, Zhu Nanzhi's brows darkened a little, and while thinking, he suddenly called out to Mu Qingyue:

I'll give my husband to you tonight, and I'll go ask Master!"

"Hmm?" Mu Qingyue turned around and looked at her: "Is there any necessary connection between the two?"

"Anyway, my husband is yours tonight, so you don't have to worry about anything else."

Zhu Nanzhi wanted to take advantage of the time when her husband and Mu Qingyue were doing that to observe the changes in her master.

After all, Master 'empathizes' with Qingyue, so Master will definitely change!

Mu Qingyue left Fuyaoju without saying anything more.

Sitting on the bed, Zhu Nanzhi took a deep breath and stared at the sheets in a daze.

At this time, Pei Wanyu was also looking at a bed sheet floating outside Cuiqingju in the sunlight.

Why didn't Yin Ruo cast a spell to clean the sheets, but instead went through the trouble of washing them by hand?

Thinking of this, Pei Suoyu walked into Cuiqingju, and the feeling of touching the bed sheets last night came to her mind.

Nanzhi didn't have the "empathy" technique either - although she seemed to have entered a state of invisibility, she didn't have the ability to hide from her eyes.

Unless this method is extremely advanced, but is it possible?

Pei Wanyu still prefers that Xiao Yinruo likes this feeling after taking the initiative while she does what else.

If this is true, there is still a chance to bring her and Jin An together.

As she walked into Cuiqingju, she looked at Xiao Yinruo who was looking at a piece of red cloth. Xiao Yinruo turned her head to look at her, smiled and nodded.

Pei Wanyu crossed her arms over her chest: "You can't hide it from me."

"Ok?"

"Are you—unsatisfied now?"

Chapter 257: Did you write this letter to sow discord?

"Are you—unsatisfied now?"

Pei Suoyu, who was leaning against the door, looked at Xiao Yinruo with a dim gaze and said bluntly, "What was on the bed sheet last night was not sweat."

Listening to Pei Suoyu's voice, Xiao Yinruo was not panicked in her heart. After all, this was within her expectations.

Just as Pei Suoyu could not detect the "empathy" magic she was now applying to Nanzhi, she could not detect some of Pei Wanyu's little movements.

But when it comes to Jin'an, she has the upper hand both mentally and physically.

In addition, this was the result of her secret preparations, so she was able to anticipate some of her friend's small actions.

"What's wrong with the bed sheet?" Xiao Yinruo's eyes wandered for a moment: "Is there anything strange?"

"You first tasted the forbidden fruit through 'empathy'. I know better than you how comfortable it was."

Pei Wanyu crossed her arms over her chest. "Plus, you're cultivating the Way of Forgetting Love, which begins with awareness, deep affection, and extreme love—so you can't quite forget that feeling of savoring it, right?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she noticed that Xiao Yinruo's expression became a little flustered.

Like... - a little girl who was caught playing with something she wasn't supposed to be playing with.

Looking at this expression, Pei Suohao felt that Xiao Yinruo really had no empathy and was simply panicked that his behavior was discovered.