The Love of Mingya in the Fox Spirit

"Hey, you stinky cockroach, why aren't you making a sound?"

Tu Shan Ya Ya glanced at Dongfang Yuechu, who was sitting cross-legged there, with displeasure.

You stinking cockroach, how dare you ignore me! You just wait!

Tu Shan Ya Ya took a step forward, about to run towards Dongfang Yuechu.

Suddenly, an energy sword appeared in the sky and silently slashed towards Tu Shan Ya Ya's location.

Tu Shan Ya Ya was startled and quickly dodged to the side.

"Who goes there?!"

Suddenly, two punk-style youths appeared in the previously quiet sky.

"I am the Sword Shakes the Eight Desolations of the One Qi Dao Alliance, and before the duel, I will ensure that Alliance Leader Dongfang will absolutely not communicate with the Tushan Fox Demon."

"I am Shi Lanzhou of the Qi Cold Heaven and Earth Alliance, and I will ensure that Alliance Leader Dongfang will not suffer any injury before the duel."

"Tch, I thought it was someone else? Turns out it's just you two little brats!"

Tu Shan Ya Ya glanced at them disdainfully, then adopted a bossy demeanor and waved to the people behind her.

"You idiot, I'll leave them to you. These are nobodies, I don't need to lift a finger."

"A nobody?! You despicable Tu Shan demon, don't be so arrogant!!"

Upon hearing Tu Shan Ya Ya's words, Chi Sha Xian flew into a rage and charged towards Tu Shan Ya Ya on his flying sword.

With a flash of silver light, Zhuge Ming suddenly appeared in front of Chi Shaxian and delivered a whip kick to the bewildered Chi Shaxian.

"what!!!!"

With a scream, Shi Lanzhou felt a blur before his eyes, and the once invincible Chisha Trap flew past him, crashing heavily to the ground and creating a large crater. His head lolled to the side and he passed out.

Zhuge Ming stood steadily on the flying sword in the Red Sand Pit, gently waving his Qiankun Fan, and smiling as he looked at Shi Lanzhou:

"Sorry, this road is closed..."

Below, Tu Shan Ya Ya, who had witnessed Zhuge Ming's impressive display of skill, put her hands on her hips and nodded in satisfaction.

"Hmm, not bad, as expected of my Tu Shan Ya Ya's little brother!"

Upon hearing this, Zhuge Ming swayed and almost fell.

Alright, Ya Ya, whatever makes you happy. I'll be your little brother then.

"And that big guy over there, they're in cahoots, let's take care of them together."

Zhuge Ming steadied himself, his gaze fixed on Shi Lanzhou, and his eyes flashed coldly as he prepared to make a move.

Before Zhuge Ming could make a move, Shi Lanzhou suddenly knelt on one knee and bowed to Tu Shan Ya Ya and Zhuge Ming, saying:

"Shi Lanzhou of Mingya Pavilion pays respects to the two Pavilion Masters!"

"Ok?"

Tu Shan Ya Ya and Zhuge Ming looked at each other, both somewhat bewildered.

Mingyage was an organization that Zhuge Ming established to help Dongfang Yuechu, but he never returned after the Mutian City incident.

However, he once told Mu Mie and Cui Yumingluan that if they had nowhere to stay, they could come to his Mingya Pavilion and help him protect those little guys. He wondered if they were still around after all these years.

At this moment, Dongfang Yuechu stopped pretending to be dead. He slowly sat up and walked towards them with a smile on his face.

"Haha, Xiao Shi, you can step back now."

"Yes!"

Shi Lanzhou clasped his hands in a fist salute, then pulled away from the red sand pit.

"Hey, you stinky cockroach, what's going on here?"

Tu Shan Ya Ya looked at Shi Lan Zhou with a puzzled expression, then asked Dongfang Yue Chu.

"Well, I really have to thank you all. Without your Mingya Pavilion, I guess the Yiqi Dao Alliance would really just be a puppet..."

Zhuge Ming nodded thoughtfully; he had probably guessed something.

However, Tu Shan Ya Ya didn't understand. Watching the two people in front of her exchange glances and nod frequently, she didn't know anything and felt a surge of irritation for some reason.

"Thank you my foot! You actually dared to ignore me just now!!"

Tu Shan Ya Ya suddenly jumped up and gave Dongfang Yuechu a sharp rap on the head.

"I rely on!"

Dongfang Yuechu was talking with Zhuge Ming when he was caught off guard by Tushan Yaya's sudden attack, and his head bounced a few times on the ground.

"emmmm..."

Zhuge Ming wisely turned his head away, refusing to look at Dongfang Yuechu lying on the ground.

He looked up at the sky, but saw nothing.

Dongfang Yuechu struggled to get up, rubbed his head, and glared angrily at Tushan Yaya.

When we were kids, I wasn't as strong as her, and I was constantly getting beaten up by Sister Ya Ya.

But now! He, Dongfang Yuechu, the leader of the One Qi Dao Alliance, the number one Daoist in the world, a man who is invincible in one-on-one combat except for his unlucky cousin, is still being brutally beaten by Tu Shan Ya Ya. Who can he complain to?

Thinking of this, Dongfang Yuechu glared fiercely at Zhuge Ming, who was pretending to look at the sky. The reason he didn't dare to touch Sister Ya Ya was because of this bastard!

He knew that even though this guy was currently daydreaming, if he dared to fight back, this guy would definitely help Sister Ya Ya suppress him!

If it weren't for this bastard, he would have trampled Ya Ya under his feet and written an ugly word on her endless wine jug with two or three different colors of paint, the kind that he would never allow her to wipe off!

Unfortunately, he didn't dare to make a move when that bastard was around, and he didn't dare to touch that cold and aloof Sister Ya Ya when that bastard wasn't around either. In short, he felt incredibly frustrated!

"Sister Ya Ya, I remember that's the Endless Wine Jug behind you, right?"

Dongfang Yuechu casually dusted himself off and glanced with interest at the large wine gourd behind Tushan Yaya.

"Huh? What do you want to do?"

Tu Shan Ya Ya was so frightened by Dongfang Yuechu's malicious gaze that she took a step back and leaned against Zhuge Ming's back.

Ha, that's all you've got.

Dongfang Yuechu glanced at Tushan Yaya and said helplessly, "Relax, didn't you come here today to settle accounts with me? Then, why don't we compete in something else?"

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On the mountain peak, the three of them lay on the grass without any regard for their image.

Before they had even finished three rounds of drinks, Tu Shan Ya Ya's face was already flushed, and she lay dizzily in Zhuge Ming's arms.

"Haha, so after all these years, Ya Ya, your alcohol tolerance hasn't increased much!"

Seeing Tu Shan Ya Ya's drunken state, Dongfang Yuechu burst into laughter.

"Stop talking nonsense, I, I'm not drunk!"

Even Zhuge Ming was speechless. If you can't drink that much, don't try to compete with others. They've been drinking for so long and their faces haven't even turned red, but you're the one who's passed out first...

However, how many years has it been since we've seen Ya Ya so drunk?

I remember the last time I saw her drunk was when they first met...

Chapter 131 "Zhuge Ming's Awakening"

"Sigh, Zhuge, it's been almost decades since the three of us last got together."

Dongfang Yuechu rested her head on her arms and looked at the sky with a touch of melancholy.

Before we knew it, another day had passed. Night gradually enveloped Tushan, and the stars twinkled in the night sky, a truly beautiful sight.

Zhuge Ming held Tu Shan Ya Ya, who was already seven or eight parts drunk, with one arm to prevent her from falling off him, and with the other hand, he took a wine cup from the Qiankun Fan and took a small sip.

To be honest, he hadn't drunk much alcohol before, so just watching these two guys have a drinking contest made him feel a little dizzy after only taking a small sip.

"Yes, it took quite a long time..."

"Decades have passed. How many decades does a person have in their lifetime?"

Dongfang Yuechu took a big gulp of wine.

Ah, I really miss the days when I was with you all.

"Hypocritical...hypocritical! If you liked it...why did you leave in the first place!"

Tu Shan Ya Ya struggled to turn over, and suddenly punched Zhuge Ming in the chest.

"Cough cough!!"

Zhuge Ming gasped and coughed loudly a few times, almost vomiting up the wine he had just drunk.

Good heavens, you're using so much force! You're practically slamming my body into the ground!

Dongfang Yuechu smiled slightly, her eyes gradually focusing on the distance, and she murmured softly, "Heh, that's because your sister and I have a dream, a beautiful dream."

"What...dream?"

Dongfang Yuechu smiled but did not answer, simply gazing quietly at the starry sky.

"And what about you? You idiot! Why did you suddenly leave Tushan after you had already returned? If you hadn't left Tushan back then, maybe none of this would have happened!"

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Yuechu also came over. He was also very curious about Zhuge Ming's reasons, since he really couldn't think of any reason that would make Zhuge Ming leave Tushan Yaya.

Zhuge Ming's eyes widened as he suddenly realized something was amiss. He lowered his head and carefully examined Tu Shan Ya Ya in his arms.

Yes, her face was still so red, and her eyes were very blurry; she was definitely still drunk.

But wait, why is it that when you were talking to Dongfang Yuechu you were stuttering because you were drunk, but you can ask me such a long string of questions so smoothly?

Zhuge Ming was unaware that this question had actually been buried in Tu Shan Ya Ya's heart for decades.

Even now, she still can't understand why Zhuge Ming went to such lengths to deceive her with a formation in order to leave Tushan. Was Tushan really that terrifying to him?

Zhuge Ming remained silent for a long time. Under other circumstances, he would have definitely chosen to play dumb to avoid this problem.

But today is a special case. Dongfang Yuechu will be "on his way" tomorrow, and then I will lose another friend to talk to in this world.

Therefore, Zhuge Ming felt it was best to tell them.

"Actually, I knew back then that this would happen, which is why I left Tushan, trying to stop it all from happening. But unfortunately, I failed. I'm sorry, Yuechu..."

Zhuge Ming raised his wine cup, staring blankly at the patterns on it, and said somewhat weakly.