Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 188 Girls’ little thoughts

When it snowed, the courtyard next to the Demon Hunting Department was dressed in silver.

There was also a layer of snow falling on the window sill outside the west wing, with a bulge in the middle. When you walked in and took a closer look, you discovered that it was a big, fat dumpling, lying listlessly on the window sill in a daze.

After being raised by Shangguan Lingye in Zhuoyan Sect for two months, Tuanzi got used to the life of "nice clothes and good food", and it was obvious that he felt a little wronged when he came back.

Tang Jingxun was not as pampering as Shangguan Lingye. Because it ate too much, he cut its food intake in half after coming back. It was not allowed to sleep in, so it had to be shaken up before dawn and thrown outside to catch bugs to feed itself.

But where do the bugs come from in the winter?

Tuanzi didn't dare to mess with his mother-in-law, and his godmother, who had a grandma, was not around, so he could only lie on the window sill and doubt Niao Sheng.

The courtyard was very quiet. Wu Qingwan and Tang Jingxuan were packing up and putting on makeup. Leng Zhu was wearing a small coat and skirt, squatting happily in the courtyard, gathering Bai Xue together to make dumplings.

Dadan Dynasty is adjacent to the South China Sea, and the climate is hot and humid. It snows very rarely, and the snowflakes that are there are just small snowflakes that disappear when they hit the ground. It is actually the first time for everyone to see such thick snow.

Leng Zhu had a great time, but her craftsmanship was not very good. After stacking for a long time, she only managed to pile up a duck without a neck. She even proudly claimed the credit:

"How? Like you?"

"grumble?"

Tuanzi raised his little head slightly, a little confused, which probably means - are you making a pile of birds? You might as well just pile up a ball!

Leng Zhu compared the dumplings twice and felt that the dumplings were a bit thin, so he pushed them over and started again, cutting off the head of Xue dumplings with a hand knife.

crack——

Hands up and down!

"grumble?!"

Tuanzi's eyes were filled with fear, and he leaned against the window corner with his neck curled up.

In the room behind him, Tang Jingxun was sitting in front of the dressing table, combing his hair, absent-mindedly, and his face was still a little depressed.

Tang Jingxun had an intimate relationship with Zuo Lingquan the night before yesterday. His original intention was to bring Shangguan Patriarch here to punish him and give him a warning. However, as a result, he was tricked and sent to Jiang Yi's house.

It was not easy for her to leave at that time, so she had no choice but to continue acting and sleep with Wu Qingwan and Jiang Yi for one night; that was all, Jiang Yi kept asking her, "Why did Zuo Lingquan bully you?" ’ and the like, almost made her die of embarrassment.

After suffering such a big loss, she must settle the score. After she returned to the house, she muttered to herself for a while, but the dead woman didn't respond to her at all. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and she couldn't sleep well in the past two days.

Tang Jingxun has lived alone to take care of the family business since she was a child. She has never been a woman willing to suffer disadvantages. How can she bear the interference of outsiders while being intimate with her own man?

But now there seems to be no way to retaliate...

How can I keep the dead woman from doing bad things...

Tang Jingxuan thought about it secretly for a moment, and suddenly something happened in her heart - she seemed to be afraid that her apprentice would know about this.

As long as her apprentice is in front of her, the dead woman will definitely not dare to come over!

Tang Jingxun sat up straight for a while, feeling that this solution was feasible, but immediately became discouraged.

After all, when she was making out with Xiao Zuo, the dead woman would come to interrupt; she could never pull the Emperor Dowager Dayan to her when she was making out with Xiao Zuo.

She didn't mind, and Xiao Zuo probably didn't mind either, but the imperial concubine knew this idea, so she must have castrated Xiao Zuo.

The imperial concubine doesn't mind, the court of Dayan also has to fry the pot.

The hundred-year-old concubine openly raises her face, and even serves her husband with a market wine lady...

Tang Jingxun shrank her neck, and quickly dismissed the idea of ​​losing her head.

After thinking wildly for a long time, although I couldn't find a way to subdue the dead woman, the Crown Princess was obviously a breakthrough. As a disciple, the Crown Princess might not know the weakness of the dead woman.

Thinking of this, Tang Jingxun nodded secretly, thinking that she could give it a try...

On the other side, in the east wing.

Wu Qingwan sat in front of the bed, folded her clothes and put them in the package, waiting for Jiang Yi to come and pick her up.

The news that the Sword Worship Platform is famous among the whole audience has just been transmitted through the Tiandun Pavilion; since the establishment of Qihuang Valley, the most powerful one is her master Yue Pingyang, who has not even appeared as the Immortal Master of Youhuang in the Eight Classics. . Now that Zuo Lingquan and her second uncle have become "characters" who practice Taoism, Wu Qingwan naturally feels "honoured".

She rushed to Iron River Valley in a hurry, watching the excitement was second to none, the main thing was hearing that Zuo Lingquan would have a ring fight in three days.

Zuo Lingquan has already competed with the geniuses of the Nine Sects today, and the consumption must be huge. These three days are for Zuo Lingquan to recharge his batteries, restore his physical strength and True Qi reserves.

Zuo Lingquan knows "Qi Yang Jue" and can Qi Refining alone, but the True Qi refined in "Qi Yang Jue" is not pure enough and will slightly reduce the upper limit of the monk's combat power, which will definitely affect the battle three days later.

As a dual cultivator, Wu Qingwan can no longer help Zuo Lingquan improve his realm due to the restrictions of "Azure Lotus Sermon", but he can still help Zuo Lingquan refine True Qi, so he must go there in time.

However, Wu Qingwan and Zuo Lingquan have been together for so long, and they have already understood Zuo Lingquan's temperament.

For such a wonderful record, Zuo Lingquan will inevitably ask her for a reward when she is practicing, and she really deserves a reward.

As for how to reward...

Wu Qingwan sat beside the bed, her Qiushui eyes slightly hesitant.

After hesitating for a long time, she got up and went to the wardrobe. She rummaged under the skirt and found a bright red flower.

The color is dull, which is Zuo Lingquan’s favorite.

After folding the bellyband, Wu Qingwan squatted down and opened the copper lock of the small wooden box containing personal belongings.

Inside the wooden box were various tools for refining weapons, as well as small items that were too small to be seen in person.

Three pairs of furry ears are placed side by side, a small notebook for recording cultivation experience is placed next to it, and two foxtails that have been prepared a long time ago but have never dared to take them out.

A fox tail was pure white, with loose and slender hair, and a conical object made of warm jade at the top. She didn't know what it was used for.

There is also a red fox tail, which Wu Qingwan figured out by herself. The top is a red tie, which can be tied around the waist. This is much more normal to her, at least it can be tied, unlike the first one, neither Know where to hang.

Wu Qingwan felt a little tangled in her heart, feeling that she was too indulgent of Zuo Lingquan and not like a dignified woman should look like.

But if you reward him appropriately and meet Ling Quan’s small request, it doesn’t seem to be a big problem...

After Wu Qingwan hesitated for a moment, she picked up the training manual and other items, walked to the bed and put them into the package.

There is only one Linglong Pavilion at home, and Zuo Lingquan carries it with him, while others still have to pack things in big bags and small bags.

Although the foxtail is very light, in order to maintain its shape, it is obviously not acceptable to knead it into a ball. Wu Qingwan twisted the fox tail into a circle, and before she put it away, she heard a soft 'ding bell—' from outside.

It's the warning bell of the Golden Turtle Formation, someone is coming.

Wu Qingwan knew that Jiang Yi was back, thought that Leng Zhu would run to open the door, and was about to put away her things quickly, but unexpectedly the door was pushed open, and a happy voice came:

"Auntie, just now Zuo Lingquan is amazing...Huh?"

…

The painting boat stopped directly in the courtyard, and Jiang Yi, who flew back from Iron River Valley, jumped off the deck and rushed directly into the room in the east wing.

Zuo Lingquan's performance on the sword worship platform can be said to fascinate all living beings. Although Jiang Yi was reserved at Zuo Lingquan, she was already very excited. The first time she came back, she naturally shared it with her aunt.

It's just that after Jiang Yi rushed into the room, she didn't finish her sentence, and her expression was stunned.

I saw Wu Qingwan, who was wearing a long white dress with a quiet and elegant face, was a little panicked at this moment; with a small package in her hand, she was bending over to stuff it under the bed, but her hand froze half way through. He was looking at her with a complicated expression.

Jiang Yi asked suspiciously, "Auntie, what are you... doing?"

"I……"

Wu Qingwan was startled, blinked her eyes, picked up the package slowly, and said with a smile:

"Pack up your belongings, bellybands and so on. I thought Ling Quan rushed in rashly."

"oh."

Jiang Yi's excitement calmed down after such an interruption, but she was still very happy. She came to the bed and wanted to help my aunt take the package and set off together.

But when he got closer, he found a green leather booklet behind Wu Qingwan, the style was the same as the booklet that recorded events in Qihuanggu, but he had never seen it before.

"What's this?"

Jiang Yi picked it up and wanted to open it, but just as she started, she heard a voice from beside her:

"ah!"

Wu Qingwan really didn't notice that this terrible thing was placed behind her back, she hurriedly raised her hand and grabbed it, hiding it behind her waist.

? ?

Jiang Yi was a little suspicious by this sneaky action:

"Auntie, you?"

Wu Qingwan's heart was turbulent, but she had to pretend to be calm as usual, her heart turned sharply, and she smiled softly:

"This is a diary my aunt wrote in her free time, so no one else can read it."

Jiang Yi remembered that Wu Qingwan didn't record her daily habits. After all, life in Qihuang Valley was the same, so there was nothing to remember; but it was possible that she didn't know about it, so she didn't get curious anymore, and said with a smile:

"Let's go to the Iron River Valley. Auntie, you don't know, it's very lively there today..."

Wu Qingwan smiled slightly awkwardly, carefully put the booklet into her arms and put it away. She got up with the package and left the wing with Jiang Yi...

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Not long after, Huafang took off again and flew towards the Iron River Valley hundreds of miles away.

Wu Qingwan and Jiang Yi were sitting in the cabin, chatting about the big and small things that happened at the Sword Worship Platform; Leng Zhu, as the maid who warmed the bed, was not usually interested in the deeds of the future master, so she was sitting inside to help deal with the case files and eavesdrop on The details of the battle.

Although the actual situation of the battle was that Zuo Lingquan killed the opponent with a single sword, and Jiang Yi didn't understand the way too expert, but she still spoke vividly, and even depicted the stunned expressions of the elders of the nine sects.

Tang Jingxun has always been relatively weak because of her status as Princess Jiang Yi. After being raped by the dead woman the night before yesterday, she was even more embarrassed to sit and laugh together. After boarding the boat, she came to the deck to think about the scenery. with their own countermeasures.

The deck was not very big, so Leng Zhu also brought the piled snow dumplings up and placed them on the bow of the ship as a mascot. The dumplings were about to see their nanny. They were a little excited, but they didn’t dare to show it in front of Tang Jingxun. I can squat on Xue Tuanzi’s head and enjoy the cold wind blowing comfortably.

It's much warmer inside the cabin.

When Wu Qingwan and Jiang Yi stayed together, apart from spiritual matters, the most common thing they talked about was their parents' quarrels.

After finishing talking about the sword worship platform, Wu Qingwan asked about personal matters:

"After you and Xu Zhining separated, did you stay in the inn?"

Jiang Yi was sitting behind the desk, stamping the file. She paused slightly when she heard these words, her face turned slightly red, and her expression was genuine as usual;

"We found a two-story building next to the river to live in. The Crown Princess said she found a place for Zuo Lingquan to practice. If there is no place, we will stay there tonight."

After all, Jiang Yi was a daughter in her twenties, so she had the nerve to tell her family that she was secretly having sex with her boyfriend.

However, both Wu Qingwan and Leng Zhu knew Jiang Yi very well, and when they saw Jiang Yi's rare twitchiness, they felt something was wrong.

Leng Zhu asked curiously:

"Princess, did Mr. Zuo fall asleep holding you in his arms again?"

Wu Qingwan was a little panicked, feeling as if she was about to go to the execution ground. But this is also a good thing, it is better than hiding it all the time. She asked tentatively:

"Have you ever..."

Jiang Yi could no longer suppress the blush on her face, picked up the file and handed it to Wu Qingwan:

"What's there to talk about? Auntie, please help me and give me advice."

Wu Qingwan pursed her lips and smiled. She could ask Zuo Lingquan anyway, so she stopped asking.

A small boat passed through a sea of ​​clouds and returned to the Iron River Valley in the afternoon.

The painting boat had the function of automatically returning to Hong Kong, so it landed in the courtyard of the Tiedong Mansion sect without any guidance.

The Iron Head Mansion is built on a plain, backed by the Iron Head Grotto-Heaven deep in the Soul-falling Abyss. It is very large, but there is no fairy mountain that is common among sects. The monks all live in their own practice mansions; the architectural style is majestic and hard-core. , looks more like a military fortress. The disciples inside, both male and female, are all wearing heavy armor. From the sky, you can feel the overwhelming and arrogant aura.

Shangguan Lingye was the former Qingkui of Tiedong Mansion, the direct descendant of the ancestor, and the same generation as the master of the palace, Situ Baye. The place of cultivation within the sect was naturally the best place for cultivation.

Since he went to Linyuan City eighty years ago, Shangguan Lingye has fulfilled his duties and made a prison. He only returned to the sect a few times to deal with affairs, but he never returned to his mansion.

Tiedong Mansion has always been her residence, and no outsiders dare to enter without permission. However, it is inevitable that some dead leaves and residual snow will accumulate over the years, and the green plants and flowers in the courtyard are also a bit messy.

The painting boat landed in the small lake behind the mansion, and next to the white courtyard wall was the private martial arts arena.

Zuo Lingquan had just practiced Tianjian for a long time, and practiced sparring skills with Shangguan Lingye. After destroying all the True Qi, he had already gone to the stone room behind the house to meditate Qi Refining.

Under the wide eaves of the courtyard, the imperial concubine in a phoenix skirt is leaning against a small table with her left hand supporting her face. Her posture is slightly lazy, her face is slightly flushed, and she is holding a wine bowl in her right hand. Drink by yourself.

When he saw the painting boat coming back, Shangguan Lingye put down the wine bowl and dispelled the alcoholism on his body. He stood up and walked across the courtyard wall, saying:

"Zuo Lingquan has gone to practice. The house is full of spiritual energy and the rooms are empty. You can just find a place with a good environment to stay."

Jiang Yi was still processing the case files, which kept coming from Tianji Pavilion. According to the usual rules, they would not be finished before night, so she did not disembark, and Leng Zhu was also there to help.

Wu Qingwan and Tang Jingxuan got off the boat, bowed and said hello, then took their belongings and started looking for a room to stay.

Although Shangguan Lingye wanted to be lazy, he arranged for Jiang Yi to work as a coolie. She couldn't do anything but ignored him, so he thought of going to the boat to express condolences about his work.

But before she even got on the boat, she saw Tang Jingxuan in a goose-yellow dress walking over.

Tang Jingxuan and Shangguan Lingye were very different in terms of identity, nationality, and seniority in cultivation. In addition, there was an ancestor from Shangguan in the middle. They didn't have much contact with each other. It could be said that they had never been alone together, and they were not very familiar with each other.

Tang Jingxuan wanted to get in touch with Shangguan Lingye, but he couldn't come over to strike up a conversation directly. In order to find an excuse, he made dumplings, who knew nothing but eating, a topic.

At this time, Tang Jingxuan walked quickly, holding a fluffy dumpling in his hand; the dumpling was lying with its little paws in the sky, its mouth was crooked, its eyes were slanted, and its little tongue was sticking out, looking like a bird that was dying. Looks very pitiful.

Shangguan Lingye liked dumplings very much, so he was a little nervous when he saw this scene. He ducked to the verandah and lowered his head to check:

"What happened to Tuanzi?"

"Ji~~"

Tuanzi let out a weak cry, which probably meant "Niaoniao is dying and wants to eat another small dried fish before he dies."

But only Tang Jingxun could understand this meaning.

When Tang Jingxuan saw that Tuanzi had overacted, he gave it a fierce look, and then said:

"I made you laugh. It has been with you for a while. It misses you very much. It couldn't sleep well at night. It kept clamoring to see you. I don't know if it's inconvenient for you."

Shangguan Lingye breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, sat down on the bench in the verandah, took the dumplings and held them in his hands, took out a small dried fish for cats and fed them to the dumplings:

"What's the inconvenience of this? I usually have nothing to do, and I want to keep him with me, but he's a little more clingy to you and I can't raise him well at all."

The dumpling turned over and rubbed against Shangguan Lingye's soft chest. He said "chichi~" twice, thinking that he was saying, "If you have something to eat, it will be cooked. Birds are famous for their soft mouths."

Tang Jingxuan didn't know what to say about the delicious dumplings made by laziness, and ignored him. He sat next to Shangguan Lingye and asked:

"I heard that the empress has lived alone in the palace for eighty years. It's quite hard to think about it... By the way, after so many years, why doesn't your master let you remarry? Is it because of the rules in the palace that don't allow remarriage? "

? ?

Shangguan Lingye had never talked about this kind of gossip among women. She was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said:

"After the death of the emperor, except for the queen's concubine who gave birth to a prince, other concubines can leave the palace and remarry according to etiquette and law; but I am not considered to have married into the palace, it is just in name only... Master actually said that I can go out, but not for the time being. Figure out where to go.”

Tang Jingxun mainly wanted to find out the weakness of the dead mother-in-law, and then find a way to scare the dead mother-in-law from coming, so as not to harm her good things. She thought for a while and then said:

"Your master Guisheng... um... used my body a few times, but I'm not very familiar with her, so I'm quite curious. What kind of person is she?"

Shangguan Lingye scratched Tuanzi's fat belly, thought about it for a moment, and then said:

"Master is very powerful. He is omnipotent and comes from this world. It makes people feel unattainable. Well...if there is a Saint in the world, he should be like Master."

Tang Jingxuan didn't believe it at all. In her eyes, Shangguan Ancestor was just a bitch with a big Divine Ability, and she was very unreasonable. However, it was not good to say these things in front of other disciples. She nodded slightly and said:

"Yes, um...is your master afraid of anything? For example, rats...I guess not rats, just similar things..."

? ?

Shangguan Lingye was a little confused, but he still thought about it seriously and replied:

"No, the motto of Tiedong Mansion, 'Advance, never retreat', was passed down from Master; there is nothing in the world that can scare Master, and there is no person or thing that can stop Master. Miss Tang asked why. ?”

Tang Jingxuan sighed secretly: "It's nothing, I'm just curious. There are women in the world who are not afraid of anything. It's really amazing."

Shangguan Lingye chatted for a few words, but he also became interested and asked:

"How did Master possess you? I have never seen a similar technique before. The technique of seizing the body will devour the original owner, but nothing happened to you. You have never been able to figure it out."

Tang Jingxun actually couldn't figure it out. She shook her head and said:

"I don't know. Anyway, she often comes uninvited and doesn't choose the right time..."

?

Shangguan Lingye's mind was extremely sharp, and when he heard these words, his heart moved slightly.

What the ancestors are afraid of...

There's no time to pick...

Do you think Master is in the way and want to find a way to prevent Master from possessing you?

Before Shangguan Lingye finished thinking about it, Tang Jingxuan continued: "But your master is here to help Xiao Zuo. I'm very grateful to her. I'm just asking out of curiosity."

After finishing speaking, Tang Jingxuan couldn't ask about the weakness of Shangguan Patriarch, and she couldn't continue to talk nonsense. She stood up to say goodbye and left the verandah with Niaoniao.

Shangguan Lingye looked at Tang Jingxuan's leaving figure and suddenly felt that he had caught something.

If the master only comes to protect Zuo Lingquan, Tang Jingxun should not resist.

Since we want to find and prevent Master from coming over, Master must have possessed him at an inopportune time...

When is it inappropriate?

"..."

Shangguan Lingye narrowed his eyes slightly, remembering the last time he saw Tang Jingxuan and Zuo Lingquan being intimate in the Zhuoyan Sect.

She heard the words 'How dare you again' at that time, and she still thinks it was the master who said it, but she failed to catch it at the time. Could it be that the ancestor did come, but then left again?

When the two were making out, Zuo Lingquan still had his hands inside her skirt. The ancestor came over and said, "Don't you dare again"...

Shangguan Lingye didn't dare to think further.

This matter cannot be determined by just guessing, real evidence must be found, but the evidence is obviously difficult to find.

After Shangguan Lingye thought about it for a moment, he simply thought of a simple way - to talk in person.

After she made up her mind, she stood up, spread her hands, and felt True Qi flowing throughout her body.

Soon, the golden phoenix skirt on Shangguan Lingye began to change, gradually shrinking and deforming, turning into a warm yellow pleated skirt, the same style as Tang Jingxun.

Her graceful makeup and pretty cheeks have also undergone subtle changes. Even her height has been slightly lowered, gradually becoming a completely different look.

The technique of changing the body shape requires forcible fine-tuning of the whole body, and it must be continued continuously. True Qi fluctuates too much; even if they look alike, the monks can still tell the difference at a glance, and they cannot deceive practitioners at all.

But Shangguan Lingye didn't care about this, after all, she was not pretending to be Tang Jingxun.

Shangguan Lingye lowered his head and looked at his bulging breasts, waist and hips. After confirming that the size was OK, his eyes were slightly cold, and he made the majestic look of a master looking down at the world from a bird's eye, and walked towards the secret practice room at the back of the mansion...

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Six thousand words...

(end of this chapter)