There are always fairies plotting against me

Inside the majestic yet dignified royal court, Lord Qingyun lowered his hands behind his back and looked at the middle-aged man with dragon horns on his head sitting on the throne.

The former masters of Cloudtop were dragons, and the demon clan’s royal court was also built by the dragons.

But after experiencing foreign invasions and the struggles of hundreds of races, the dragon clan gave the royal court to the demon clan, allowing the various demon clans to compete for the supreme status.

The dragon clan no longer called themselves the demon clan, but sat high up in the Dragon Court, looking down on the entire demon clan.

Lord Qingyun looked at Fu Dongxiong, the last lord of the dragon clan's royal court, who was sitting on the throne, and clenched his hands slightly.

The Peng clan and the Dragon clan were once sworn enemies because they fed on dragon flesh during their prime.

But now, he can't cause any trouble in front of the dragon clan.

"What a useless thing." Fu Dongxiong looked at Qingyun Jun with sarcasm: "Let him try Chu Jinghai's strength, but he was killed by Lu Jinan. Fortunately, he was killed.

Otherwise, you wouldn’t be sitting here.”

As he spoke, Fu Dongxiong patted the armrests on both sides of the throne, then stood up and walked down the steps step by step, coming to Qingyun Jun: "Only three of the twenty-eight immortal artifacts are left. It seems that Zheng Dongliu's new Taoist method has cut off Ji Dongqing's soul..."

Are you curious about how Lu Jinan could kill Chu Jinghai despite such thorough preparations?

Qingyun Jun lowered his head slightly: "Lu Jinan's Taoism... He possesses these four Taos and can also combine them..."

Qingyun Jun raised his head and looked at Fu Dongxiong: "At the beginning, I said that the sooner he was killed, the better. Now that he can combine these four ways, it will be even more difficult to kill him."

"Kill him?" Fu Dongxiong chuckled. "Zheng Dongliu is protecting him, Shangguan Qizheng is protecting him, and even those old guys from the human race are protecting him—kill him?"

After saying that, without waiting for Qingyun Jun to speak, Fu Dongxiong continued: "Dongtian is a good place, but unfortunately, the Dongtians that have appeared in recent decades are either in the heartland of the demon race or in the heartland of the human race - what a pity."

He patted Qingyun Jun's shoulder and was about to continue speaking when he suddenly looked at a demon saint standing at the door and asked calmly, "What's the matter?"

The Demon Saint said respectfully, "The news from the Two Realms Gate is that the Wandao Sect has canonized Lu Jinan as the Holy Son."

Hearing this, Fu Dongxiong raised his eyebrows and said, "That's good now. Those in the upper realm won't sit idly by anymore."

Qingyun Jun's expression relaxed slightly. He thought that if he let Lu Jinan continue to grow, and his rules broke through to become the laws of Taoism, who could still control him?

"Go down." Fu Dongxiong waved to the demon saint at the door, and then continued to speak to Qingyun Jun: "I have a piece of news to tell you. A 'seed' that the upper realm planted in the human race has been killed.

They didn’t die in a battle of fate, but were simply killed—killed without any ability to resist.”

A strange look flashed in Fu Dongxiong's eyes: "I should be happy, after all, you and I know that the demon race also has such 'seeds', but because this 'seed' of the human race was killed, the upper realm became vigilant.

They're wondering if it was an accident or intentional—and if it was the latter, who knows what they'll do?

Qingyun Jun frowned: "Do we need to investigate this matter further?"

"Nanzhuo Territory is too far away—" "We don't know what the game is like in the upper realms." Fu Dongxiong shook his head and whispered in Qingyun Jun's ear: "Your Dapeng clan failed to do their job well this time. Isn't it time to sacrifice the boy you've been protecting?"

Upon hearing this, demonic energy surged within Qingyun Jun's body. He looked at Fu Dongxiong with murderous eyes and grabbed him by the collar, "Say it again?"

Fu Dongxiong laughed heartily: "Are you rebelling against me? Or are you rebelling against your ancestors?"

Qingyun Jun's breathing was rapid and his eyes were red.

Fu Dongxiong patted his chest and said, "Are you keeping him because you want to rebel against your ancestors?

Or do you think you can resist their bloodline?"

The demon race respects bloodline. Those born with royal blood have a natural bloodline suppression over ordinary demons. The demons from the upper realm mentioned by Fu Dongxiong all have the purest atavistic bloodline, which is incomparable to those from the lower realm.

Fu Dongxiong sneered, "Who told you that your men couldn't even protect Chu Jinghai? He's the closest 'fragment' to success right now."

Qing Yunjun's eyes flickered, his murderous intent growing stronger: "You deliberately asked me to deliver the clock to Zheng Dongliu—" -You hid it from me!?"

Fu Dongxiong sneered: "Do you have room to resist?"

He slapped Qingyun Jun's hand away, straightened his clothes, and said, "You must send him to that cave heaven. If he can kill Lu Jinan, you might still have a chance to make amends.

Otherwise - hehe."

Listening to the sound of footsteps gradually fading away and the dragon's roar rising into the sky, Qingyun Jun closed his eyes with a grim expression.

After a long while, his expression returned to normal and he spoke calmly, "Call the clan leaders of each clan."

Wandao Sect, Fuyao Residence on Taichu Peak.

"You woman, you've been talking for a long time and haven't made any point. Are you deliberately playing tricks on me?!"

Zhu Nanzhi put her hands on her hips and stared at Mu Qingyue. She kept asking what the other side of her husband was. However, Mu Qingyue always avoided talking about the key points, just to keep her in suspense.

I asked her for help, but she is still like this...

Absolutely abominable!

Mu Qingyue looked at Zhu Nanzhi with a smile on her face, not panicking at all: "I know, Junior Brother - why should I tell you?"

"Then why are you talking so much nonsense?!"

"Just teasing you." Mu Qingyue said calmly.

"You woman————"

Zhu Nanzhi's chest heaved a few times, and he suddenly took out Zhan Ming: "Okay, okay, today I will -"

"Stop it?" Mu Qingyue interrupted her: "Didn't I promise to show you my junior brother's treasures that I treasure? Do you want to see them?"

Zhu Nanzhi's rising momentum faltered, and with a flicker in his eyes he glared fiercely at Mu Qingyue: "I'll chop you down later!"

"Hehe——" Mu Qingyue said, turned her head to look at the moonlight outside the window, and said softly: "Why hasn't Junior Brother come back yet?"

Zhu Nanzhi was stunned for a moment, then he realized what was going on.

My husband is too slow in washing dishes.

Mu Qingyue's eyes flashed slightly, and she suddenly ran out of Fuyaoju and went straight to Pei Suoyu's bedroom.

Zhu Nanzhi quickly followed and asked, "Do you know where my husband is?"

Mu Qingyue didn't answer her. She went all the way to Pei Suoyu's bedroom. Seeing that the candlelight was still on, she knocked on the door.

Hearing the voice of "I'll go open the door" coming from inside, Mu Qingyue's heart relaxed quietly.

Amid the sound of doors being opened, Xiao Yinruo came into view. She looked at Mu Qingyue and Zhu Nanzhi standing at the door and asked softly, "Why are you two here?"

When Mu Qingyue heard Xiao Yinruo's voice, she knew that her junior brother was not here, because it was impossible for "mother" to bring her junior brother here when Xiao Yinruo was also here.

"Ask her." Zhu Nanzhi pointed at Mu Qingyue: "I don't know why she came here.

At this time, Pei Wanyu also came to the door, looked at Qingyue and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Where's Junior Brother?" Mu Qingyue asked, "Have you seen him?"

Pei Yu rolled her eyes at her "daughter", knowing full well that Qingyue thought Jin'an was with her and that's why she ran over. Really, couldn't she sense it with her sea of ​​consciousness?

Didn't my good disciple go to bed?

Pei Suo was thinking about it, so he used his sea of ​​consciousness to sense it, and then he said softly: "Jin An is not at Taichu Peak."

"Not here?" Zhu Nanzhi opened her eyes wide: "Where would my husband go so late?

Pei Suoyu, who was not worried about her good disciple at all, chuckled: "I don't know about that, but you don't have to be nervous..."

Oh, by the way, there's no need to look for him. What if he's busy doing something important? It would just be annoying, wouldn't it? "

After saying that, he grabbed Xiao Yinruo's wrist as she tried to leave: "You want to leave before you've finished explaining your problem?"

After saying that, Pei Wanyu smiled at Mu Qingyue and Zhu Nanzhi again and said, "You should go to bed early too."

After saying that, he pulled Xiao Yinruo into the house and closed the door. Pei Suoyu crossed her arms and whispered, "If you run again, I'll tell Nanzhi about you rubbing my disciple's leg."

"I already said it was an accident—"

"hehe."

Mu Qingyue and Zhu Nanzhi looked at each other outside the door, and their original idea of ​​looking for their junior brother (husband) was dispelled by Pei Suoyu's voice.

Zhu Nanzhi snorted softly: "Forget it, I'm going to take a shower first."

Mu Qingyue said "Oh" and then asked, "Where do you sleep?"

"Don't tell you."

Zhu Nanzhi turned around, shook her hair, and walked towards Qingyi Palace.

Mu Qingyue knew without guessing that she would definitely go to Fuyao Residence to sleep. She thought that since her junior brother was not there, it would be no problem for her to sleep in Fuyao Residence.

No!

Zhu Nanzhi is just a guest. How can it be okay for her to occupy her junior brother's room as a habit?

"I'm going to sleep there too."

Mu Qingyue muttered to herself, then returned to her palace to take a bath first.

When Zhu Nanzhi finished bathing and returned to Fuyao Residence, she saw Mu Qingyue, her long silver-white hair still wet, sitting by the bed. She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly: "You coming too?"

After a pause, she glanced at Mu Qingyue's chest under her clothes and chuckled, "You really have no ambition."

"Is there a problem?" Mu Qingyue asked noncommittally. "It's a serious problem." Zhu Nanzhi raised his chin proudly and said, "I saw some dual cultivation techniques record a very interesting boudoir story—"

As he spoke, Zhu Nanzhi raised his hands and weighed them lightly: "This is also possible, but you can't."

Mu Qingyue chuckled: "Have you tried it?"

"It's only a matter of time." Zhu Nanzhi snorted, "But you'll never have a chance."

As she spoke, she also came to sit beside the bed, feeling the coldness emanating from Mu Qingyue. She gave her a warning look and said, "Are you really sleeping here tonight?"

"Treasure, do you want to see it?" Mu Qingyue asked back.

"Tsk~" Zhu Nanzhi lay back and said, "I think you're just afraid that I'll leave my scent here."

Mu Qingyue said calmly, "I've slept here more times than you."

"Hmm?" Zhu Nanzhi sat up suddenly: "Have you slept before?"

"What do you think?"

"Haha." Zhu Nanzhi rolled her eyes and said, "You must have slept with me while my husband was away. That's all you can do."

"That's also sleeping, isn't it?" Mu Qingyue lay down: "Besides, you will be returning to the sect in a few days, are you in a hurry?"

After a pause, Mu Qingyue deliberately added, "When the time comes, your husband will be mine."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Nanzhi became even more annoyed.

But I don’t have any good ideas... I can’t just stay in Wandao Sect stubbornly.

That would just be embarrassing yourself.

Seeing that Zhu Nanzhi didn't say anything, Mu Qingyue lifted her feet and got on the bed, lying flat on the pillow: "Don't be sad, it's just that you won't be able to see Junior Brother for a certain period of time."

"You're deliberately provoking me, aren't you?" Zhu Nanzhi glared at her: "Believe it or not, I—"

Before he finished speaking, Zhu Nanzhi looked at the black object in Mu Qingyue's hand, and his eyes widened:

"you you you--"

She looked at the panties in Mu Qingyue's hand in disbelief, and knew at a glance that these panties must belong to her husband.

Because Mu Qingyue could only take her husband's underwear!

Mu Qingyue, resting her head on the pillow, turned her head and smiled at Zhu Nanzhi: "This is the treasure I have collected about my junior brother, and you——

Surely not, right?"

As she spoke, she deliberately pinched her black panties with her fingers and swung them in the air. Although her voice was cold, it seemed to carry a hint of teasing, "Unwashed~"

Author: Two-in-one chapter, don’t think that the author only updated one chapter today, thank you for your support.

Chapter 105 Pei Wanyu: Mastering ~ (asking for monthly tickets)

Zhu Nanzhi didn't sleep all night.

His mind was full of the action of Mu Qingyue pinching her husband's underwear and swinging it in front of his eyes last night.

She never expected that the aloof Mu Jianxian would actually collect her husband's underwear!

And it’s still unwashed!

How could someone have such a weird hobby?

Especially since the opponent is the famous and cold swordsman!

She originally thought that Mu Qingyue was aloof, but when it came to her husband, she was still the type of person who would talk a lot...