After my Taoist partner was destroyed, the fairy who coveted me took action

After witnessing the darkness outside the Han Palace Sword Mansion, Qing Yueqiu was even more grateful to be Pei Yuhan's disciple.

A sickly blush appeared on her face, and the scarlet blood in her eyes softened.

but.

At this moment, scenes of the Master and the Saint Shang's passionate love kept flashing in his mind.

The lascivious music began to echo in my ears.

These were the illusions that Qing Yueqiu saw last night. Although Qing Yueqiu tried her best to forget them, those unbearable scenes would pop up in her mind whenever she thought of her master.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

All the tenderness on Qing Yueqiu's face disappeared, replaced by an unprecedented brutal murderous intent.

boom--

The glass mirror was instantly torn into pieces by the invisible sword energy.

Qing Yueqiu scratched his silver hair and muttered crazily, "It's fake, it's all fake! It's all an illusion that's deceiving me!"

"Master... that's not the case."

"That bastard demon cultivator - I should have cut him into pieces and tortured him to death earlier! He disgusted me for so long with his illusion that blasphemed Master, and now I just stab him to death with such a simple move. It's really hard to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

After venting his anger for a while, Qing Yueqiu took several calming and detoxifying pills to steady his mind.

Afterwards, she put on a pair of colored contact lenses to cover up the scarlet color in her eyes, and flew towards the Han Palace Sword Palace on her sword.

She won’t be late for Master’s morning class today.

……

……

"Xiaohan, it's almost dawn, please have breakfast with me~"

Shang Miaoyan smiled and hugged Pei Yuhan's waist from behind, and stretched out her slender fingers to grab his hand, preventing Pei Yuhan from continuing to button his shirt.

In response, Pei Yuhan just said a few words lightly, and the shameless saint retreated in shame.

"Shang Miaoyan, if you take drugs again next time, I will never come to you again even if I have to endure the pain of the punishment of the Soul Contract."

After hearing the word "taking drugs", Shang Miaoyan lowered her head with a guilty conscience, but in order to maintain the dignity of her own sect's saint, she still said stubbornly:

"How many times have I told you? I'm not taking drugs! I'm not a soft woman like Ye Liyuan.

If the Holy Lady of the Yin-Yang Holy Land still needs to take drugs to subdue a man, the world will laugh at her if this gets out."

Shang Miaoyan swore and cursed, saying things like "I'm your puppy because I take drugs" and "I'll be your slave for the rest of my life because I lied."

But Pei Yuhan was too lazy to pay attention to Shang Miaoyan's attempt to cover up her mistake by swearing a poisonous oath and making a "wish".

He put on his coat and strode out.

"Xiao Han, I'll let Fan Ya take you there~"

Shang Miaoyan wanted to get up and see him off herself, but her legs were as soft as noodles and she couldn't stand up at all, so she could only ask her personal maid to do it for her.

"unnecessary."

Pei Yuhan said this coldly, and then closed the door.

"He left without even saying hello. What a bad man..."

Shang Miaoyan looked at Pei Yuhan's leaving back and sighed softly.

She stretched out her fingertips and touched her flat belly without any fat, and whispered: "Xiao Han really thought that you could not hide your method of using spiritual energy to deactivate all essences from me... In fact, I already knew it.

This time I used magic to trick Xiaohan again, I don’t know if I can successfully get pregnant~”

"If I get pregnant, it must be a boy. I don't like a girl to take away Xiaohan's love for me, even if it's my own flesh and blood."

Shang Miaoyan thought about it for a while and finally thought of doing something serious.

She clapped her hands, and then a graceful figure walked out from the shadow in the corner.

"Nine."

"What do you want, Her Majesty the Saint?"

Jiu knelt on the ground, not daring to look up at the Saint who was still disheveled behind the veil. At the same time, she didn't want Her Highness the Saint to know...

It seemed that he was distracted by the aura coming from Pei Yuhan in the dormitory.

If Her Highness the Saint knew that I still couldn't let go of my feelings for Pei Yuhan.

I will definitely not forgive her this time.

"How's your investigation into Bei Lingyin's case going?"

"Your Highness, all the information about Bei Lingyin's growth experience within the sect is in this file."

Jiu lowered his head and brought a sheepskin file to Shang Miaoyan's bed.

"Xiaohan has been tossing me around so hard that I have no strength left. Please read to me."

Shang Miaoyan's lazy tone came from behind the curtain.

"……Yes."

Jiu tried his best to focus his eyes on the scroll and not look at the water-stained white clothes beside him.

Those were the clothes that Pei Yuhan didn't want anymore... Pei Yuhan was a bit of a germaphobe, and he would not wear the clothes that were contaminated with filth and smell at Shang Miaoyan's place back to Hangong Sword Mansion.

I always throw my clothes here and pretend I don’t want them anymore.

As Jiu gradually finished talking about the contents of the scroll, the dormitory fell into silence, with only the crackling sound of the burning candle.

After a long time, Shang Miaoyan's voice sounded again.

"This Bei Lingyin is really interesting. If Chen Shishi hadn't been captured, I wouldn't have been able to tell anything from this file. This is a very deceptive trick... It seems like there's a bigger fish in my Yin Yang Holy Land~"

"Your Highness, do you need me to control Bei Lingyin now?"

There was a hint of murderous intent in Jiu's hoarse voice.

"Stupid, I told you there's still a big fish, why are you pulling in the net now?"

"Sorry, it was Jiu who was ignorant."

"Okay, please step back."

Upon hearing this, Jiu slowly stood up and prepared to merge back into the darkness.

But at this moment, Shang Miaoyan's voice sounded again.

"Wait, take the clothes Xiaohan left here. You really want them, so here's a reward for you."

Jiu's pupils widened and he quickly knelt down to apologize.

But before her knees touched the ground, she was lifted up by the silk that stretched out from the curtain.

At the same time, Pei Yuhan's white clothes were rolled up by silk and sent to Jiu's arms.

"Just wear it if I tell you to. Don't think too much about it."

"……Yes."

After leaving the Saint's dormitory, Jiu hugged the clothes in his arms tightly and sucked them carefully.

Chapter 228 Yueqiu, if you beat me, I will promise you one thing (Happy New Year's Eve~)

"Yueqiu, you are the first one to come today."

Pei Yuhan looked at the senior disciple who had arrived early and a warm smile appeared on his face.

Qing Yueqiu nodded and greeted Pei Yuhan.

"Master, you took good care of me after I was late two days ago. Of course, I can't be late again."

After saying this, Qing Yueqiu looked at the master in front of him, seeming to be hesitant to talk.

At this moment, she really wanted to ask her master why he left Hangong Sword Mansion last night and went to the special embassy of Yinyang Holy Land.

But... Qingyueqiu couldn't think of how to ask this question.

Moreover, she inexplicably had a bad premonition. She always felt that after she said it out loud, the harmonious scene between her and her master and disciple would be gone forever.

"Yueqiu, I see that your aura is condensed, your cultivation should have improved recently.

Xiao Xiao probably overslept again, so we may have to wait for a while, so why don’t I test your swordsmanship now?”

"You and I will use our own magic, and we will only compete in swordsmanship with the same level of cultivation. As long as your sword can touch the corner of my clothes, you will be considered the winner. How do you think?"

Pei Yuhan's voice interrupted the girl's thoughts.

Since the master wanted to try her swordsmanship, the girl would naturally not refuse.

She nodded slightly, took the bamboo sword for training from Pei Yuhan, and then said to Pei Yuhan: "Master, please forgive Yueqiu for being rude."

"Just come over, we are all family, no need to be so polite."

A family?

A smile appeared on Qing Yueqiu's lips. She couldn't tell what she felt in her heart, but she felt warm and reassuring.

"Then Master, Yue Qiu will be on top!"

She gripped the bamboo sword tightly, and the next moment the air exploded with a buzzing sound, and the green bamboo sword instantly pierced in front of Pei Yuhan.

"You are very fast and your sword moves very neatly. I was originally worried that you might lack practical experience, Yueqiu. Now it seems that I was worrying too much."

Pei Yuhan blocked with the bamboo sword in one hand, and as bamboo chips flew everywhere, he did not forget to summarize the gains and losses for his disciple.

"Yueqiu, the faster the sword, the better. However, a fast sword without any rules will only fall into the opponent's trap, just like this."

The bamboo sword in Pei Yuhan's hand that was blocking suddenly changed its move and hit Qing Yueqiu's wrist heavily.

Qing Yueqiu's delicate wrist turned red in an instant. She took a breath and was about to draw her sword and retreat.

Pei Yuhan's sword skills, which were just defensive, turned into offense. The sword tip turned into an afterimage, making Qing Yueqiu overwhelmed as she didn't have time to catch her breath.

Qing Yueqiu looked at Pei Yuhan who was pressing her step by step, and the scene from yesterday's illusion suddenly flashed in her mind.

That was the scene when Master invited Lady Shang after they had finished their lovemaking...