Chapter 51 Chapter 51 Take her away together
Ling Fuying felt sticky all over, and she pushed Chen Fuxue away in annoyance, wanting only to take a bath to wash away the traces he had left on her body.
Shen Fuxue sensed her resistance, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his light grey eyes slightly moist, and Yuchi Xianyue's words kept echoing in his mind.
Chen Fuxue's powerful arms held Fu Ying tightly, wrapping her tightly around her. Her breath was icy cold, "Xiaoman, will you choose me in the end?"
Ling Fuying was stunned for a moment. Chen Fuxue had become more and more bold recently. Compared to his previous calm demeanor, his current behavior made her feel slightly impatient.
Especially with his clingy nature, if she were to stay with him, she would probably be in turmoil. Ling Fuying had recently learned that Chen Fuxue wasn't as quiet and obedient as he appeared to be, and that he harbored immense ambitions.
Ling Fuying said casually: "You know I hate Yuchi Xianyue."
Normally, Chen Fuxue would have been ecstatic, but Yuchi Xianyue's words still had an impact on him. He couldn't sleep at night, and those words and voices were almost driving him crazy. Xiaoman only said that he hated Yuchi Xianyue, but didn't say that he would choose him.
It seemed very difficult for her to say in person that she would choose him.
Chen Fuxue didn't know, but he was in an extremely low mood, and even had a terrible negative emotion surging back and forth in his chest.
At this moment, Ling Fuying suddenly turned around, hugged him and kissed him on the lips.
Shen Fuxue was confused for a moment, he was at a loss what to do by this active kiss.
Ling Fuying naturally noticed his abnormal mood, and after thinking it over, she took the initiative to kiss him.
If this can help soothe his emotions and make my life a little quieter, then there's nothing wrong with that.
Chen Fuxue was too easy to coax, and he wouldn't do anything to her, completely different from the hypocritical and irritable Yuchi Xianyue.
"Of course I will choose you, Master." As he got along with Shen Fuxue, Fu Ying became more and more skilled at lying. After all, there would be no consequences if he was exposed.
Naturally, she acted recklessly and had no bottom line anymore.
[Host, Luck Value +50! ]
Chen Fuxue buried her head in Ling Fuying's chest and hummed, "Xiaoman, you won't lie to me, right?"
Faced with his repeated questioning, Ling Fuying still felt guilty for a while. She had been thinking about leaving them from the beginning to the end.
Although Chen Fuxue is his master, he is also the male protagonist in the book, and he is together with her husband.
"Master, how could I lie to you?" Ling Fuying blinked and said casually.
Chen Fuxue felt at ease, and her eyelashes slowly drooped.
[Host, Luck Value +100! ]
Chen Fuxue said this so solemnly that Fu Ying felt a little uneasy. His unusual reaction really made her confused, as if he knew something.
Ling Fuying stopped thinking about other things and now only wanted to take a bath to wash away the traces of Chen Fuxue on her body.
Walking towards the screen, Shen Fuxue followed him to the bathtub, as if they couldn't be separated for a moment, which made Fu Ying sigh, "I want to take a bath and rest."
Seeing that Ling Fuying didn't want him to follow, Chen Fuxue stopped and said to her: "Then I'll wait for you here."
In fact, Ling Fuying really wanted to let him go.
If he hadn't behaved strangely today, she wouldn't have let him stay. When it came to intuition, Ling Fuying always trusted his own instincts. After all, it was not like he hadn't seen her bathing before.
"You go out first." Ling Fuying, who was still taking a bath, completely immersed his body in the bathtub, leaving only his head exposed.
Chen Fuxue didn't want to leave. He stared at Ling Fuying's face which was red from the steam, and even wanted to take a bath with her.
He had never seen her body before, and he wanted to take off her clothes, touch her skin to exchange body temperature, and hug her intimately without any obstacles.
In the end, Xiaoman will choose him, and this belief has always supported Chen Fuxue.
Xiaoman hates Yuchi Xianyue, Xiaoman will not lie to him.
In order to be chosen by her and to be liked by her, Chen Fuxue did not stay any longer and left obediently to sit in the house and wait for her to take a bath.
But his ears moved slightly, eavesdropping on the sound of water while Ling Fuying was bathing.
He didn't dare look over there, worried that Ling Fuying would dislike him, and could only judge what she was doing by the sound of water.
There was the sound of splashing water, and the warm water flowed from her neck to her collarbone, then along her chest to her soft and slightly bulging belly covered with tender flesh.
The sound of water running out was heard again, and the girl stood up. The water in the bathtub covered her lovely knees and water droplets rolled down.
His throat was dry and a few gasps escaped his mouth. His hands, with distinct joints like works of art, moved slightly. He listened to the movements in the bathtub, and his beautiful fingers rose and fell slowly.
The rustling sound of someone getting dressed could be heard. Shen Fuxue's sharp five senses would not miss any slight sound. She stepped out of the bathtub, stepped barefoot on the ground, tied her skirt, and then walked towards him.
Chen Fuxue breathed quickly and looked cautiously at the slender and beautiful girl. She was beautiful, kind, thoughtful and full of all the best qualities in the world. Her every move, every frown and every smile were dazzling.
When Ling Fuying went out, he happened to see Chen Fuxue, whose face was confused and extremely lewd. He looked at her with a pure and innocent face, but his hands never stopped.
His body even suddenly spasmed, which made Fu Ying's mind go blank and a few big words popped up.
Good, so sexy.
"Xiaoman..." Shen Fuxue called her hoarsely.
Chen Fuxue is really becoming more and more shameless now.
A blush appeared on Fu Ying's face.
The snow-white silver robe was stained with dirty wrinkles, and a strange smell penetrated her nostrils.
He walked forward, resting his weak tall body on her neck, his long legs pressed tightly against her calves.
Her legs were weak from the rubbing. Everything she had done with Xuan Min in her dream last night came back to her mind, and she really had no energy left.
Ling Fuying pried his hands away from her waist, "Okay, it's about time you go back."
Ling Fuying glanced at the marks on his body and was speechless for a moment, "Clean yours too."
Chen Fuxue cast a spell to change her clothes and remove the dirt on her body. Worried that she would dislike the smell, she also purified the smell in the house.
His lips gently pressed against Ling Fuying's earlobe and licked her earlobe.
"I won't stay long." Shen Fuxue said this, and he just hugged her quietly.
But during this period, Fu Ying could always feel the touch on his waist.
He really is...
This made Fu Ying feel disgusted but she started to have wild thoughts.
She really has a bad memory. Everything in her dream last night is still vivid in her mind.
Thanks to Ling Fuying's comfort, Chen Fuxue's restless heart was slightly calmed down by Yuchi Xianyue's words, and he would believe Xiaoman.
Yuchi Xianyue is the one who will be abandoned and given up.
But before leaving, he still asked about the thing that he cared about most.
"Xiao Man, you have a good relationship with Master Xuan Min?"
Ling Fuying glanced at Chen Fuxue. He had actually started interfering in other matters again. He sensed what he was thinking, "He has helped me a lot, and he's a monk. What can I possibly do with him?"
Even as she said this, she thought of the dreams she had those nights.
But dreams are just dreams and cannot become reality, Fu Ying thought.
But in her mind, Xuan Min's firm chest and abdominal muscles with Buddhist beads hanging on them kept flashing before her eyes.
The monk is so handsome and has such outstanding cultivation. Is it true that there won’t be people from the Hehuan Palace who will seduce him and want to steal his essence?
If you take the essence once, your cultivation will probably increase greatly.
Ling Fuying didn't know why he suddenly had such a bold idea.
Contented, Chen Fuxue gently kissed Ling Fuying's lips before saying, "Then you should have a good rest."
Before he left, Ling Fuying couldn't stand it any longer and said, "By the way, could you please stop coming to my room so often?"
"After all, I need to practice and have other things to do."
A layer of ice gradually formed in Chen Fuxue's hot heart.
But she added, "Can you please send me a message before you come?"
The corners of Shen Fuxue's lips curved up again, "Okay, next time I come I will definitely tell you in advance."
[Host, Luck Value +200! ]
Fu Ying's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the look he gave Chen Fuxue became more and more joyful.
350 was in hand again, and this time she even just said a few words to coax him.
If she could easily gain a lot of luck points just by talking, she would be more than happy to say a lot of sweet words.
"Master, you are the one I love the most. I will never be separated from you!" This made Fu Ying feel more and more at ease.
Chen Fuxue's eyes seemed to be twinkling with stars. He hugged Ling Fuying tightly and kissed her lips tenderly, "Xiaoman, I like you the most too."
He leaned close to Ling Fuying's ear and said solemnly with red ears: "I love you."
Fu Ying's body trembled so much that he was almost frightened to death.
Wasn't Chen Fuxue just after her body? What was going on? The word "love" was too heavy. She didn't want to hear it from any man, let alone any promises from them.
Whoever believes these words of men will be in trouble!
But she told herself to stay calm, because it was extremely normal to be confused about the physical relationship for a while. After all, Chen Fuxue was now trapped by the bondage of love.
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On this day, the last trace of the golden lotus mark on Miss Yang's forehead disappeared.
Yang Changnian and Yang Changsui, who had gone out to look for the Soul-Nourishing Lotus, finally returned home after receiving the news just in time for her to wake up, and everyone gathered around her bed.
Yang Yunshu moved her fingers and slowly opened her eyes. Her head was aching from sleeping for so long and she frowned. When she regained consciousness, she saw familiar faces, but also unfamiliar faces that she had never seen before but were really beautiful.
She stared at Ling Fuying in a daze.
Yang Changnian burst into tears, his throat was so dry that he could hardly speak, and he didn't care about the fatigue of running around day and night to find the Soul-Nourishing Lotus.
"Dad?" Yang Yunshu's voice was extremely hoarse after not speaking for a long time.
Qu Niang quickly gave her some water.
Seeing her looking at Ling Fuying, Qu Niang quickly explained, "This is Miss Ling Fuying, and this is Master Xuan Min."
She had just woken up and her health was the most important thing, so Qu Niang didn't say much.
Xuan Min simply checked her pulse and said, "You are fine now. Just rest and it's best to eat some liquid food for the next few days."
The Yang brothers and Qu Niang responded in unison.
Ling Fuying glanced at Xuan Min and said, "Miss Yang, have a good rest. We'll be leaving first."
They went out, leaving the space for the three of them.
There was a moment of silence between Ling Fuying and Xuan Min, and she was the first to speak, "Master, should I clear the evil spirit today?"
She found it difficult to speak. She had dreamed last night, but with a little restraint, she didn't dream for too long, only about two hours, leaving her with most of the night to fall asleep, so she was in good condition today.
But although the time was short, she couldn't bear the scale of it and dared not recall it.
Looking at the monk's robe on Xuan Min, she thought of the touch of the robe covering her body, which was large and hot, and filled with the scent of Xuan Min.
The aura around him makes people feel calm, and no one would have thought that he would be so reckless in his dreams.
When she thought of this, she became furious and lost herself in thoughts. It took Fu Ying a while to come back to her senses. She saw Xuan Min looking at her silently.
"Donor, if it's convenient for you."
It was naturally convenient to leave Fuying with nothing to do, so she followed Xuan Min into his bedroom.
This scene fell completely into the eyes of Shen Fuxue who was hiding in the distance.
He waited there, confident that she would come out soon.
Xuan Min is a monk, nothing will happen to them.
Ling Fuying's words were ringing in his ears last night, and Shen Fuxue chose to believe her.
But time passed slowly, and he never saw Ling Fuying come out of that door.
As for Yuchi Xianyue, he was indeed beginning to tire of the days of fighting and competing with each other. What could he not get? His eyes were no longer on Ling Fuying, but on Chen Fuxue.
He also wanted Chen Fuxue to experience the feeling of being abandoned by Ling Fuying.
also……
Why would he use it? Yuchi Xianyue frowned.
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Today, after Fu Ying removed the foul air, he was not so sleepy as to fall asleep in Xuan Min's room. However, the second removal was much slower than the first, and time passed silently.
She didn't stay long, thanked Xuan Min and left.
After returning to practice, not long after, she received news from Ling Zhouci that the Dragon Breath Pill had been retrieved from the Continent Lord's Mansion.
She didn't care about anything else and immediately went to Ling Zhouci's room. She saw the young man sitting on the couch at a glance. He was not in a wheelchair today. Looking at him like this, he was no different from an ordinary person, a handsome young man with picturesque features.
"Young Master, has the Dragon Breath Pill been delivered?"
He hummed indifferently.
He took out an ordinary white jade square box the size of a palm and said, "The Dragon Breath Pill is inside."
"Then I'll take it." Ling Fuying asked tentatively. She wanted to snatch it from his hands directly.
"Don't forget what you promised me."
Ling Fuying doesn't want to get something for nothing, after all, priceless things are sometimes more expensive.
"But I also want to reiterate that this condition cannot go against my wishes and cannot be used to commit crimes."
Ling Zhouci frowned and nodded.
Who did she take him for?
After getting the Dragon Breath Pill, Ling Fuying left in a hurry without stopping for a moment, without even looking at Ling Zhouci.
Ling Zhouci's expression changed again and again, and as expected, he turned his face against the person after getting the thing.
It is indeed something that Ling Fuying can do.
Ling Fuying had just returned to the room and had not yet closed the door when he heard a series of reports from the system.
[Host, Luck Value +500! ]
【Luck value +500! 】
【Luck value +500! 】
【Luck value +500! 】
This made Fu Ying's mind go blank.
???
!!!!!!
Could it be that she was hallucinating?
Ling Fuying simply couldn't believe the system's report.
[Are you sure?] Ling Fuying had never received 2000 luck points at once. This seemed too unrealistic.
She and Ling Zhouci didn't do anything, so he shouldn't have increased her luck points so much.
The most likely person is Shen Fuxue, but she did not contact Shen Fuxue today.
Ling Fuying asked about the origin of the luck value.
But then the system hesitantly said: [Unknown source, unable to match the important characters in this book.]
[However, the source of luck lies in the Yang residence.]
He is not the main character, but he is in Yang's house.
Ling Fuying thought, it could only be the Yang family.
As the golden crow set in the west, the Yang family prepared the highest standard of wine and food they could at the moment to thank Ling Fuying and Xuan Min.
Looking at Yang Changnian with moist eyes and a face full of gratitude, Fu Ying had the answer in his mind.
The system was also surprised. Logically speaking, the protagonist has the most luck points, which can be calculated as trillions, and there is no limit. It is also the easiest to obtain. Ordinary people probably have only 500 luck points at most.
But it did not realize that for the Yang family, those were the lives of their loved ones, but for the protagonists, they were already at the top and had everything that ordinary people could not have, and most of them had cold personalities, so it was not surprising that luck points were difficult to obtain.
At this time, Ling Fuying realized that luck points did not have to be obtained from the protagonist. If that was the case, then there was nothing worth lingering on.
She silently calculated the total amount of her luck in her mind.
A total of 6130 luck points were collected, some of which were spent on exchanging items, leaving 3860 luck points.
This is a huge sum of money for her.
[System, are you going to upgrade?] The Luck Points have now exceeded 5000.
[Yes, host, the system is being further upgraded...]
Fu Ying is full of anticipation as to what functions will be added to the upgraded system.
There was a plentiful feast and everyone in the house was invited to come and celebrate Miss Yang's awakening, but she still needed to stay in bed and rest, so she couldn't come.
The brothers Yang Changnian and Yang Changsui are still busy outside. They are weathered and their skin is cracked, showing the hardships, but they have no time to care.
At that time, they were near despair. Day after day passed, with no news of the Soul-Nourishing Lotus. They climbed mountains and ridges, scrambling steep, snow-capped mountains and precipitous cliffs, not daring to rest for a single day, fearing that if they didn't find the Soul-Nourishing Lotus after a month, their daughter's hope of survival would be gone.
Yang Changnian didn't know how he managed to survive. When he looked at the towering snow-capped peaks and thought there was no hope, he received news from home that Yunshu had been rescued. The wind and snow were raging in front of him, but he shed tears as he unloaded the heavy burden in his heart and fell into the wind and snow. It was still Yang Changsui who carried him out of the snow-capped peaks step by step.
After three rounds of drinks, Yang Changnian, who was a little drunk, talked about his deceased wife, their past happiness and sweetness, and his regret for not being able to spend more time with her.
In this world, there are too many women who died young. Ling Fuying's adoptive mother, whom he had never met, also passed away when Ling Huaixu was three years old. The same was true for Yuchi Xianyue's mother. Chen Fuxue's mother, the Holy Maiden of Daluozhou, also sacrificed to the heaven along with her unborn baby due to a natural disaster, including Ling Fuying herself in her previous life.
The world doesn't seem to need women.
Fu Ying felt melancholy and drank a few cups of wine without realizing it. The feeling was not obvious at first, but after a while she felt drunk.
"I almost went insane because of my practice. I regret not spending more time with Yu Niang and Yun Shu, but it's too late now." Yang Changnian said, holding the wine glass.
Yuchi Xianyue looked at Ling Fuying and somehow thought of the dream again. The ordinary married life between him and Ling Fuying flashed before his eyes.
After the meal, they went back to their rooms. Xuan Min looked at Ling Fuying with concern, whose face was slightly red.
Xuan Min's eyes fell clearly into Chen Fuxue's eyes.
Ling Fuying went back to her room to take a bath and rest. The hot bath aroused the alcohol in her body, making her even more drowsy.
Before falling asleep, she thought, I hope I won’t have another erotic dream about Xuan Min tonight.
It would be nice if she could get some sleep while being drunk.
Ling Fuying's face was flushed as she slept. She seemed to be dreaming, with a smile on her lips. No one knew what she was dreaming about that made her smile like that.
Yuchi Xianyue stood beside her bed, looking at her smile and thinking.
After watching for a while, a silver-white figure approached. Yuchi Xianyue knew who it was without turning around.
"The Immortal Lord is really worried." Yuchi Xianyue withdrew his gaze from Ling Fuying's face and spoke.
Chen Fuxue was indeed worried, and seeing Yuchi Xianyue, his mood became even worse.
"The lady is drunk. They say the truth comes out when she's drunk. Why don't I ask her if she will give up on you?"
Facing Yuchi Xianyue's words, Chen Fuxue remained silent, but he was still affected.
He could sense the strange atmosphere between Xiaoman and the monk, as if there was no room for a third person.
Yuchi Xianyue leaned over to look at Ling Fuying, who looked peaceful and extremely well-behaved, and called her name softly.
The drunk girl moved her eyelashes and slowly opened her eyes. Because of fatigue and tiredness, her eyelashes kept drooping like the flapping wings of a butterfly.
Yuchi Xianyue suddenly stared in a trance.
I almost forgot my purpose.
His expression returned to normal in an instant, and he asked gently in her ear, "Madam, do you want to choose Shen Fuxue?"
She tried hard to open her eyes and looked at Yuchi Xianyue in confusion, as if she didn't understand what he meant.
So he asked patiently again and again.
Suddenly, Ling Fuying frowned and his lips opened and closed rapidly, as if he was extremely excited.
Yuchi Xianyue had cast a true love spell on her, so she could only tell the truth.
At some point he stopped being indifferent and stared at her intently, wanting to know her answer.
"No, no! I don't want it!" Even though she was drunk, she looked determined.
A series of punches hammered Chen Fuxue's sincerity into the ground.
Yuchi Xianyue's tense jaw relaxed slightly as he continued to inquire, "Then why do you want to get involved with Shen Fuxue?"
"What do you mean by dealing with it?" She thought hard, then asked in confusion, with bewilderment in her eyes.
"Why are you with Shen Fuxue?" His tone was cold.
This time she didn't think, "What are you talking about being together? That's all fake, it's just an excuse to delay. Hahaha, you are so stupid!"
"I will never, never be with you." The drunk Ling Fuying said seriously, and deliberately emphasized the word "forever".
The tone of her voice was slimy and solemnly cute, and the content of her words made both men freeze.
Yuchi Xianyue adjusted his mood the fastest. He had expected this, right? So he looked at Chen Fuxue who had remained silent.
"Did you see that, Immortal Lord? Madam will never choose us."
"Today she saw that monk and that sickly Ling Zhouci, but she didn't see you and me."
"I almost forgot. She seemed to have a close relationship with that sickly guy in the Dragon Ridge Peak illusion."
The scene of Chen Fuxue smashing the Frost Prism Mirror in anger was still vivid in his mind.
"Why would you, Immortal Lord, become my enemy for her and prevent me from taking her away? She won't choose you anyway. So who will she choose then, Xuan Min or Ling Zhou Ci? Why don't you become a guest of honor in our Three Thousand Realms? Then you can see her whenever you want, right?"
Back in the territory of the Three Thousand Realms, his territory, it would not be so easy for Chen Fuxue to compete with him.
Moreover, even if he could successfully take Ling Fuying away, Chen Fuxue would certainly interfere in every way, which annoyed him greatly. If it were someone else, he could certainly just break his neck, but he couldn't do anything to Chen Fuxue at the moment. Instead of doing that, it would be better to destroy the relationship between them with his own hands. No feelings could stand the test, and they had no emotional foundation, so they could be torn apart without any effort.
Seeing Chen Fuxue wavering, Yuchi Xianyue increased his firepower: "This is Daluo Continent. She has too many choices. But returning to the Three Thousand Realms will be different. There will only be you and me."
"How about we compete fairly then?"
There are countless temptations here, and she was dazzled. Her weak mind can be forgiven.
Yuchi Xianyue decided to show leniency and forgive her this time.
But back in the Three Thousand Realms, where there were no other men, she naturally wouldn't be dazzled again.
"She's drunk now. When she wakes up, she'll be on her way back. Are you going to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Immortal Lord?"
Yuchi Xianyue's words gradually broke down Shen Fuxue's defenses.
He didn't want Xiaoman to be sad, but he couldn't bear being abandoned by her!
If he couldn't make her be with him willingly, it seemed that taking her back was the last resort.
Chen Fuxue shed tears.
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