There are always fairies plotting against me

Pei Suoyu looked at her "good daughter" with some confusion in her heart, "Do you think your mother is as weird as you are?"

All along, she only thought that her good disciple would steal her underwear, but she never thought of stealing her good disciple's underwear.

Pei Suoyu took a deep breath and released Mu Qingyue's wrist, waving her hand helplessly: "Go, go."

Mu Qingyue was hoping Pei Wanyu wouldn't want it, so she quickly put away her panties and was about to start walking, but "Wait." Pei Wanyu stopped Mu Qingyue again, "Why did you give me that one?"

Mu Qingyue pursed her lips and said, "Junior brother, I didn't sweat much when I wore those underwear, so the smell was the lightest—"

"Go, go, go!" Pei Wanyu quickly asked her to leave, feeling even more speechless in her heart.

How could such a stunningly beautiful sister raise a daughter who wouldn't even let go of her junior brother's underwear?

Pei Wanyu never imagined that after her lecture to Qingyue that day, she would actually attack in this way...

She sighed again and suddenly looked up into the distance. The speechless mood caused by the "good daughter" disappeared completely, and was replaced by joy.

"It's finally here——"

Pei Wanyu stretched her graceful body, then walked to the stairs and looked in one direction with anticipation: "Will they start fighting right away—"

"Among the five sects and seven academies, only Tianyan Pavilion and Qingmiao Palace are missing."

"They will definitely arrive today, why are you in such a hurry?"

"I want to see Qingmiao Palace. I wonder if their new Saint is—"

"Hush—Have you forgotten that this matter must be kept secret from Senior Brother—"

"I know, it's not because Qingmiao Palace arrived today that I couldn't help but mention it—-----, meet you, Senior Brother!"

Lu Jinan, who came from Taichu Peak, smiled and nodded in greeting. When he heard "the Holy Maiden of Qingmiao Palace" and "hiding it from the eldest brother", he understood what was going on.

The master thought that he did not know Zhu Nanzhi's identity, so he asked others to hide the matter of the 'New Saint of Qingmiao Palace'.

Because my master wanted to see me panicking in the Shura field - she really likes to watch the fun.

Arriving at the top of the mountain to welcome the guests, Lu Jinan had just saluted Zeng Suqin when he saw in the distance a flying boat like a white jade palace breaking through the clouds and slowly descending towards the top of the mountain while slowing down.

Lu Jinan's eyes lit up slightly. Of course he knew the flying boat of Qingmiao Palace.

"Qingmiao Palace to Yiyi"

With the resonant voice of a certain emcee elder, the white jade palace slowly landed on the ground. Through the opened palace door, Xiao Yinruo, the Palace Master of Qingmiao Palace, walked out gracefully. He glanced at Lu Jinan with a light warning, and then became worried.

Because Zhu Nanzhi, who was standing beside her, still had a cold and aloof look, and was not at all happy to see her "husband" again.

Is he so calm? Or is there something wrong with his training?

Xiao Yinruo is thinking, Zhu Nanzhi is enduring.

Finally seeing her husband again, she really wanted to rush over and hug him and kiss him, but when she thought of her plan of "her husband making the cold saint fall", she forcibly restrained her impulse.

But Zhu Nanzhi thought again, what if her husband saw that she didn't feel any joy of reunion, would he ignore her?

While thinking, Zhu Nanzhi wanted to soften her expression, but the next second, she saw a woman in white with long silver hair and a black cloth covering her face, hugging her beloved husband from behind. Her cold voice sounded like a spoiled child, "Junior brother, why don't you wait for me?"

Chapter 75 "Let go of my husband!"

When he saw the door of Baiyu Palace open, Lu Jinan glanced at Xiao Yinruo, the Palace Master of Qingmiao Palace, who had a noble and cold temperament, and then looked towards her.

Xiao Yinruo, with her cool temperament and mature charm, is indeed beautiful, but Lu Jinan is not familiar with her. What's more, Nanzhi beside her lacks the charm of time, and the only other aspect that is inferior to Xiao Yinruo is her bust size.

Lu Jinan's gaze was fixed on Zhu Nanzhi's cold and classical face, and a strange look flashed in his dark pupils.

Originally, he wanted to pretend to know Nanzhi's identity just now to show his master and Nanzhi, but when he saw Nanzhi's expression, he was really surprised.

Although this sickly girl was looking at him, why wasn't she warm at all?

Does this still look like her?

What went wrong with your cultivation?

Could it be that because he was not refined into a sword spirit, he fell from the path of forgetfulness to the path of ruthlessness?

Lu Jinan thought with some worry, and then he saw that Nanzhi's cold expression seemed to soften a little. This detail made him feel a little relieved. When he was wondering whether Nanzhi did not show too much emotion because Xiao Yinruo was present, he suddenly felt a delicate body pressing against his back.

I didn't feel any heaviness or coolness to the touch, so it must be my senior sister.

The slender, cold, white jade hands extended from the shoulders and crossed. Lu Jinan clearly felt Mu Qingyue's toes behind him, and then he said in a cold and coquettish tone, "Junior brother, why don't you wait for me?"

The morning breeze blew some silver-white hair in front of Lu Jinan's eyes, and the corner of his eye twitched uncontrollably—"

The beautiful day has just begun, so let’s give ourselves an incentive, right?

In the sight, Zhu Nanzhi, whose expression had softened a little, froze at first, and then his warm blue eyes suddenly became sharp, and a terrifying murderous aura was added to his cold temperament.

Clang - she lightly raised her left thumb, and the immortal sword Zhanming in her hand suddenly came out of its sheath. Although the forgetfulness sword energy based on the "Taishang Forgetfulness Immortal Art" was not as cold as Mu Qingyue's, it had a sharp edge that struck directly into the heart.

The art of forgetting emotions is the unity of the sword of the body and the sword of the mind.

In just that instant, everyone present focused their attention on him, and they were all confused and surprised.

Why is there suddenly such murderous aura in the air?

Zhao Shize's eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help but murmur, "What a nice smell—no, such a strong smell of blood!"

"Immortal Sword Zhanming, is she the new Saint of Qingmiao Palace? Is she going to challenge Senior Sister Mu directly?" Guan Wen asked doubtfully: "But no matter how much you want to challenge, you shouldn't choose this time———"

"Tsk tsk tsk, you guys don't understand this, do you?" Zhao Shize shook his head: "How can this be a challenge to Senior Sister Mu? It's obviously because of Senior Brother—"

"She wants to challenge Senior Brother?" Jiang Wuya frowned. "To prove her strength as the Saint of Qingmiao Palace?"

"Ah, you guys are so stupid, especially you, Second Brother. Not only can you not touch women, but you don't even have much contact with women. Isn't that stupid? Forget it." Zhao Shize shook his head: "I won't explain it to you, you will know it soon."

Xiao Yinruo, who had just greeted Zeng Suqin and was about to hand over the gift invitation, secretly felt that something was wrong when he heard the voice of Mu Qingyue from Wandao Sect. As soon as he turned his head, he saw Zhu Nanzhi who was full of murderous intent.

But looking at Nanzhi like this, she felt relieved. She knew that if she was jealous, it meant that there was nothing wrong with Nanzhi's path to forgetfulness.

While he was in a daze, feeling relieved, Zhu Nanzhi had already completely pulled out Zhan Ming. His long dark green hair moved without wind in the morning sun, like a messy cloud pouring down, emitting a cold luster.

"Give it to me—? Let go of my husband!"

Zhu Nanzhi, who was wearing a light blue dress, raised her wrist, and with a flash of sword light, she and the sword in her hand flew across the sky like an arrow piercing the clouds. The bright sword light pointed directly at the center of the eyebrows of Mu Qingyue, who was sticking her head out from Lu Jinan's shoulder.

Zhu Nanzhi really wanted to act like a cool and aloof saint in front of her husband, but she couldn't bear to be intimate with this blindfolded woman in front of her.

She guessed that this woman was her husband's senior sister, Mu Qingyue, known as the "Sword Immortal", but her sixth sense also told her that Mu Qingyue was deliberately picking on her.

Because Mu Qingyue was clearly talking to her husband, but she was actually facing herself.

Zhu Nanzhi didn't know whether Mu Qingyue was really blind or pretending to be blind, but she definitely felt the challenge.

No woman can tolerate such a thing!

So she didn't care whether she could leave an impression of a cold and aloof saint on her husband, nor did she care about the occasion. She directly drew her sword at Mu Qingyue who wanted to steal her man!

Lu Jinan, who was the first to be hit, could clearly feel Nanzhi's extremely powerful sword energy, but no sword energy touched him, all of it went towards Mu Qingyue.

Lu Jinan wanted to stop it, but he didn't.

Because Nanzhi is a yandere.

If I help my senior sister, it will only make Nanzhi even crazier, and it is also possible that Nanzhi will turn love into hate and use any means to get me.

Regardless of whether it is Nanzhi or Qingyue, they are people he cares about, so he lets them vent their emotions and calm down first.

Lu Jinan did not deliberately dodge because he felt the sword energy of his senior sister behind him.

Senior sister is a more pure swordsman than Nanzhi. Facing Zhu Nanzhi's undisguised edge, she will only choose to fight back with the sword in her hand.

Almost at the moment when Zhu Nanzhi came rushing over, Mu Qingyue also walked out from behind Lu Jinan. She also held the scabbard in her left hand and the hilt in her right hand. In just an instant, she drew out "Chao Mu". The frosty sword energy spread out, and from top to bottom, she raised the sword like an antelope hanging its horns, blocking Zhu Nanzhi's Zhan Ming.

The sharp sounds of the two immortal swords suddenly rang out, and the sharp sword light roared and rushed into the sky.

The light of heaven shone through the clouds, forming two white lines on the horizon, and in an instant it filled the sky and the earth, faster and brighter than the morning light.

"If it was Master, he would definitely continue to tease me and make Nanzhi furious—

As this thought flashed through Lu Jinan's mind, he looked up. The two dazzling sword lights made him squint his eyes slightly. He was surprised at Nanzhi's sword skills.

But at this moment, he was completely relieved.

Nanzhi is still the familiar yandere, and there is nothing wrong with her way of forgetting love.

But Lu Jinan didn't dare to relax. He was thinking about how to stop the fight when he suddenly felt a tingling sensation on his back. He turned his head abruptly and saw that everyone's eyes, whether from Wandao Sect or Qingmiao Palace, were focused on him, completely ignoring the fight in the sky.

Surprise, curiosity, disbelief——

Finally, the second junior brother Jiang Wuya broke the silence.

"Big Brother, did Lady Zhu just call you 'husband'?"

Lu Jinan glanced at his equally curious uncle Zeng Suqin and the unfriendly Palace Master Xiao Yinruo, then raised his head and looked at the sky again.

remain silent.

Author: It's not that I don't want to post them together, it's because Shura Field is quite difficult to write, and I want to write it to the best of my ability. - I should finish writing this chapter before posting them together, sorry?

Chapter 76 "Nanzhi, do you want Lu...your 'husband' to see this side of you?"

"It's really unexpected that they started fighting right after meeting—"

On the Taichu Peak, Pei Suoyu, with her arms folded across her chest, looked at the two sword lights in the distant sky with a slight smile on her face.

Originally, she thought Qingyue would provoke Zhu Nanzhi with words first, but unexpectedly, Qingyue also knew how to use Jin An to break down Zhu Nanzhi's defense.

But what surprised Pei Suoyu even more was that Zhu Nanzhi would directly attack with his sword.

It was extremely rude to hit Xiao Yinruo when she was handing over the gift card, especially since Zhu Nanzhi was the Saint of Qingmiao Palace.

But even in such a situation, Zhu Nanzhi drew his sword regardless of anything.

"This girl is sharper than I thought."

Pei Suoyu muttered to herself, wondering how her good disciple would resolve the dispute between the two women next?

and··-

Pei Wanyu's smile faded a little and she frowned slightly: "Why is this little girl Nanzhi so crazy?

Let's see—if my good disciple can't do anything, I will take the initiative to separate them."

This woman clearly knows that my husband is my man, yet she still dares to hug him in front of me. How can she be so shameless?

How dare you touch your husband?

'Can't let this woman go—

In the boundless sky, Zhu Nanzhi, dressed in a light blue dress, had slender fingers that fluttered like butterflies while pinching her fingers to perform magic gestures, which was a pleasing beauty to the eyes.

The left hand technique is used with a clear sound.

It was clearly daytime, but a full moon was reflected behind Zhu Nanzhi. The moonlight was like water, and the sword energy swept towards Mu Qingyue like flowers scattered by a fairy.

The moon is reflected in the endless cycle!

Zhu Nanzhi was not a pure sword cultivator. Everything she learned and used was based on the "Taishang Wangqing Xian Jue". In addition, although she was angry, she also knew the weight of the word "Sword Immortal" in Mu Qingyue's name.

Therefore, every move is a perfect combination of immortal techniques and swordsmanship.

Her sword was not very fast, but the sword energy that soared into the sky was filled with moonlight, brightly painting the sky.

It was still early morning, but the sky seemed to be turning into evening.

Zhu Nanzhi's sword light went away like a torrent, and she herself disappeared into the endless moonlight, without a trace.

Clang!

In the moonlight, another sword light like flying snow in the winter moon lit up.

This sword is far less magnificent and beautiful than the moonlight here, but it is simple and unpretentious yet sharp, reaching straight to the sky.

The black and white "Chao Mu" was just swung, and there was a sharp and sonorous sound. Just a sword energy that "broke the artistic conception" was enough to cut the moonlight in the sky into pieces.

Mu Qingyue easily locked onto Zhu Nanzhi who was approaching from the left, and turned the tip of the sword. The icy sword pressure was like an invisible airflow, surging forward like a wave.

But the next second, her beautiful eyebrows above the black cloth slightly frowned.

"I, I will never forgive you—how dare you—how dare you touch my husband!?

The deep blue eyes on Zhu Nanzhi's classical face showed a hint of madness. The spiritual power surged in the field of oblivion that unfolded, and he actually looked directly at Mu Qingyue's sword and ignored it as it rushed forward.

Zhu Nanzhi, whose mind was full of thoughts of "my husband was touched by another woman", not only did she not make any flaws when she attacked, but she also looked extremely powerful.