There are always fairies plotting against me

There are always fairies plotting against me

Author: Jun Wang Gui Qu

Summary:

The sickly saint wanted to turn me into a sword spirit; my master wanted me to be a traitor;

The blindfolded Sword Fairy wanted me to be a slave; the fox in Qingqiu had bad intentions;

Little Dragon Lady always drools over me; Her Royal Highness the Princess wants to keep me in the deep palace;

I suffered a great loss when I was a child...

I just want to become an immortal, why do they always want to do something bad to me! ?

Several years later, someone asked Lu Jinan what kind of Taoist heart supported him to where he is today?

Lu Jinan glanced at his charming wives and sighed, "I just want freedom."

He has completed the works "My Senior Sister Is Not a Human Being!" and "It's So Hard to Fall in Love with My Senior Sister", so his character is guaranteed.

Chapter 1 The Yandere Saint Wants to Transform Me into a Sword Spirit

The drizzle during the summer solstice hits the green tiles on the roof, making a dripping sound at night.

Lu Jinan, with a frown on his face, slowly opened his eyes, and the gurgling sound of bubbles filled his ears.

Turning around, I saw the blood in the pool boiling with countless bubbles.

He took a look and showed no extra emotion, but just felt a pain in the back of his neck - he was knocked unconscious here by a knife.

In addition to the pain, I also felt a little cold because all my clothes were stripped off, but there was a clean blanket underneath, which made me think that "the murderer is quite nice."

crunch--

Through the opened wooden door, a woman in a blue and white hezi skirt and a wide-sleeved shirt walked in gracefully.

The woman's fair and flawless face was tinged with a light pink, and her slightly messy long hair cascaded down like clouds in the evening, reflecting a hint of deep blue in the flickering candlelight.

The eyelashes trembled slightly under the curved eyebrows, the sky-blue eyes revealed a distant and elegant look, and under the upturned nose, the thin lips were as tender as rose petals, forming a beautiful and classical face.

Between light breaths, it is like a lake under the moonlight, cool and elegant.

The moment she saw Lu Jinan, a gentle smile blossomed on her cold face: "Husband, are you awake?"

Lu Jinan looked at her silently - the culprit who knocked him unconscious, and his wife Zhu Nanzhi, who had been married for one year and six months.

"Sorry, does it hurt?"

Zhu Nanzhi walked over to sit beside him, gently took him into her arms and stroked the back of his neck: "I didn't want this to happen... It's all my husband's fault.

My husband is so handsome and talented, why did he choose to practice magic? I clearly warned him not to go to the clinic again, why didn't he listen? Otherwise, he wouldn't have ended up like this.

Lu Jinan twitched his lips. "So this is why you stripped me naked? And you only found out about the blood pool the morning before yesterday, and you came here and saw it tonight... When did you poison me and seal my cultivation?"

"Because I still want to see everything about my husband~" Zhu Nanzhi, who only answered the first question, then asked in return: "My husband, do you remember the first time we met?"

"deep impression."

As he spoke, Lu Jinan closed his eyes. He could still clearly remember the first words Zhu Nanzhi said after seeing him. The only thing he had not expected was that he would end up in this situation.

"Sir, aren't you afraid of freezing to death lying alone on such a remote snowy mountain?"

"..."

"Are you hurt?"

"No."

"Let me think... I dug you out of the snow and gave you hot water without my knowledge. Does that count as a benefactor?"

"..."

"Why don't you talk?"

"Calculate."

"Are you local?"

"Um……"

"You were lying in the snow for a reason, right?"

"Um……"

"It just so happens that I'm here for something too. How about some companionship?"

"Row."

"Then let's get married."

"Uh-huh?"

……

The memories of a year ago emerged in his mind. Lu Jinan opened his eyes again and stared at the classical face so close to him, looking a little dazed.

A girl he had never met before must have some unknown purpose in approaching him for free, but even at this moment, Lu Jinan still didn't understand what her purpose was in approaching him.

Because Zhu Nanzhi gave it away completely.

He still remembers Zhu Nanzhi's gentle but unquestionable words at that time.

“After you get married, you can live in this mansion as you please… You have a room? No, you have to live here.

You don't have to do housework, I can give you 10,000 spirit crystals every month as a monthly allowance...

Don't want it? You run a clinic and don't need spirit crystals? It doesn't matter, it doesn't conflict with me giving it to you.

All you have to do is live here peacefully and marry me."

Under the Arabian Nights-like conditions of support, Lu Jinan did not feel at ease. Although he lived in her house, all the spirit crystals she gave him were kept in the warehouse without being touched, and she also took the initiative to make three rules with her.

Do not interfere with each other's private lives; do not live in the same room; and part ways amicably after things are done.

Zhu Nanzhi agreed.

So Lu Jinan lived a life as if he was a gigolo.

However, one of the three rules that they had agreed upon was broken one night half a year ago.

Lu Jinan completely ate up the gigolo named 'Zhu Nanzhi' - the other party gave it to him for free after drinking.

Zhu Nanzhi's drunken blush and her whispered seduction...even a gentleman would not be able to remain calm.

Lu Jinan is a man and in good health, so although he was cautious, after drinking, he was able to eat the free food that was offered to him without hesitation.

Apart from spotting, no accidents such as taking yang to replenish yin occurred.

Zhu Nanzhi still gave it away for free for the second time without any reason.

So the two of them lived in the same house, and things got out of control in the days that followed.

Lu Jinan didn't know what the purpose of this rich fairy was in giving it to him for free, but he gradually discovered that her desire for control was getting stronger and stronger.

She wants to be intimate with me every night except during her menstrual period. However, as her desire for control becomes stronger and stronger, she no longer has that domineering attitude during intimacy. Most of the time, she is like a docile cat, which is very touching.

Lu Jinan didn't feel overwhelmed, but Zhu Nanzhi's demands became increasingly excessive: he was not allowed to treat female patients, could only eat the food she cooked, and was not allowed to go out...

Lu Jinan naturally rejected Zhu Nanzhi's increasingly outrageous behavior, and she did not make any similar requests afterwards.

until now.

All his saintly cultivation disappeared completely like a stone sinking into the sea, and she also knocked him unconscious, stripped him, and imprisoned him in her own clinic.

Although there were no torture instruments or other props to restrain the body, Lu Jinan could see that this place had been completely isolated by a barrier.

What was Zhu Nanzhi trying to do? Imprison herself to satisfy her need for control?

"My husband still remembers...I am very happy." Zhu Nanzhi lowered her head and looked into Lu Jinan's eyes gently: "Does my husband like me?"

"We made three rules at the beginning." Lu Jinan said expressionlessly.

"That's not important." Zhu Nanzhi turned her head and glanced at the pool of blood. "What's important is that I like you very much and hope you won't leave me, but you don't want to."

After she finished speaking, she let go of Lu Jinan, stood up, and walked in front of him, looking down at him: "And my husband actually practices the devil, which makes it impossible for me to help him get rid of it."

Hearing this, Lu Jinan, who was leaning against the edge of the blood pool, raised his eyelids slightly. Just as he was about to ask about his doubts, he saw Zhu Nanzhi raise her right hand and clench it in mid-air, and a long sword hidden in a snow-white scabbard appeared in her hand.

Lu Jinan narrowed his eyes, he recognized this sword.

Qingmiao Palace has not had the immortal sword 'Zhanming' choose a master for a thousand years.

"My husband, do you recognize this sword?" Zhu Nanzhi held Zhan Ming in her arms and tilted her head to look at him. "My husband is a saint-level cultivator..."

So, is my husband's name 'Lu An' fake? Or is his appearance fake too?"

As she spoke, she took a few steps closer, as if wanting to see if he had disguised himself, but just as she reached out her hand, she retracted it: "Forget it, it's not important."

Hearing this, Lu Jinan, who was still trying to mobilize the spiritual power in his body, smiled and said, "You want to kill me?"

"If I kill my husband, he will indeed stay with me forever, but..."

As he spoke, a sickly blush appeared on Zhu Nanzhi's face, and even the smile on the corner of his mouth revealed a perverted madness.

She hugged Zhan Ming tightly in her arms and spun around in circles, the hem of her skirt fluttering, revealing a small section of her tender white calves and her jade-like feet in embroidered shoes: "But if I kill my husband, I will never be able to hear his voice again, never be able to feel his body temperature again, never be able to understand his magnanimity again..."

She stopped spinning, and rubbed her cheeks, which were as red as peach blossoms in March, gently against the hilt of Zhan Ming's sword. Her sky-blue eyes looked at Lu Jinan with a sickly infatuation.

"So I can't bear to kill my husband. I just want to refine him into a sword spirit. That way, he can always be by my side, and I can always teach and control him~"

Ok?

Lu Jinan opened his eyes wide and his heart was suddenly in a mess.

I originally thought that Zhu Nanzhi's inexplicable possessiveness was growing stronger as we got along, but I never expected...

You're still a yandere?!

Lu Jinan opened his mouth and wanted to say something but felt something stuck in his throat.

"Husband~" Zhu Nanzhi, holding Zhan Ming in her arms, smiled sweetly: "Are you very touched? This is what I have thought since I met my husband~

But my husband's cultivation of the magic path gave me the courage to make a complete decision."

As Zhu Nanzhi spoke, she stretched out her hand and grasped Zhan Ming horizontally. Her moist eyes seemed to be able to draw out silk threads: "No matter how good Zhan Ming is, the hilt is not as powerful as my husband. Moreover, if I refine my husband into a sword spirit, I will completely lose my husband's warmth~

I have been hesitating. After all, Qingmiao Palace does not accept male disciples, so there is no way I can bring you back openly. Besides, I will be leaving tomorrow~"

Zhu Nanzhi took Zhan Ming into her arms again and spun around happily: "But my husband loves me very much and actually took the initiative to help me make up my mind.

My husband must have deliberately ignored my advice and continued to come here to cultivate magic, and then used this as an excuse to let me refine him into a sword spirit~

My husband really dotes on me~"

She raised her head and glanced at the rooftop. A kind of love seemed to emerge in her sky-blue eyes: "Ah~~~I am so happy~I feel a little uneasy~"

Zhu Nanzhi rubbed her legs and looked down at Lu Jinan again: "I will definitely not let my husband down~"

Lu Jinan stared blankly at this sickly, crazy and insane one-man show. Is his brain broken?

Did you imagine all those random things as your kindness towards her?

However, from her performance, Lu Jinan finally understood that her ultimate goal of giving away all her gifts was to refine himself into the sword spirit of her natal immortal sword.

This woman had planned this long ago and it wasn't just a spur-of-the-moment decision!

Thinking of this, Lu Jinan was speechless. It was obvious that his goal from the beginning to the end was to refine himself into a sword spirit, and he used the excuse of "cultivating magic" to whitewash his righteousness... Ha, woman!

In the silence, Lu Jinan suddenly felt a cold light flash before his eyes, and then he heard a "clang" sound, and Zhan Ming was unsheathed in Zhu Nanzhi's hand, emitting a biting cold sword energy.

Zhu Nanzhi smiled foolishly: "Originally, I wanted to deeply reminisce about everything about my husband here, but I suddenly felt that I had said too much.

After all, my husband is a Saint, what if something unexpected happens?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she inserted the scabbard into the floor, and approached Lu Jinan step by step with Zhan Ming in her hand. She used her jade feet in embroidered shoes to separate Lu Jinan's legs until she stopped at his thighs.

She raised her right hand, and placed Zhan Ming's sword on Lu Jinan's neck. Her eyes were filled with strong reluctance and joy of being able to stay together forever.

"Maybe my husband's name and appearance are fake, but it doesn't matter. I will soon know everything about him. I... am really happy~"

Zhu Nanzhi's sword-holding wrist trembled slightly, and blood flowed from Lu Jinan's neck, but not a drop fell, all of it was absorbed by Zhan Ming.

Lu Jinan frowned as he felt the pain in his neck. He still couldn't mobilize the spiritual power in his body, so he moved closer to the edge of the blood pool. However, after hearing Zhu Nanzhi's purpose, he was no longer panicked.

He raised his head slightly and looked at Zhu Nanzhi, who looked sick. "Two last questions."