Fantasy: My green plum is actually the heroine

Every time Fan Yunmo and Master eat, they have to be worried.

Because he had to go back early before Yan Xueli woke up, otherwise with her personality, she would be somewhat paranoid.

Fortunately, she was still asleep when she returned, so she did not suffer.

However, he didn't expect that Yan Xueli would pester himself for eight days and seven nights next, saying that he wanted to be contaminated with the qi together, which made Fan Yunmo helpless.

In the following days, Yan Xueli would still take pills and practice with him, so that the entire room was cleaned up again and again.

Thanks to Yan Xueli, the room was extremely damp.

It is said that women are made of water, and he believes in this.

"Madam, it's not a way to go on like this."

"Take care of yourself first."

Yan Xueli retorted unceremoniously, and left ambiguous marks on his neck.

Usually Yan Xueli always looks tall and arrogant, cold as frost, but since he and her are often intimate, he has become much more charming.

Fan Yunmo didn't say anything, after all, he would get it back later.

Another half month.

He could obviously sense that not only was the spiritual energy in the demon realm as simple as it was becoming rich, but even the forces of various races were rising.

It is not uncommon to hear news of disputes within the sub-clans.

Of course, Fan Yunmo did not care, but repeated things such as double cultivation, cultivation, and meals, and his fulfilling day often began with waking up from the joy of fish and water.

In the early morning, Yan Xueli found that there was no one in his arms, and when she woke up, she saw him dressed formally.

"Husband, why did you get up so early?"

Yan Xueli stretched her lazy waist, her loose hair covered her delicate body, outlining the curves of grace and seduction, and a wistful seductive aura permeated the entire bedroom.

"If you have something to go to the main hall today, it should be a matter of quota."

Fan Yunmo hesitated slightly, because the master did not let Yan Xueli come together.

"Husband, don't be in a hurry."

Yan Xueli didn't care, but lay on the bed on her side and hooked her finger at him.

The slender white fingertips pinched his chin, his scarlet eyes were aggressive, his eyes were deep, and he raised his head: "Husband, don't stain a trace of rouge when you come back, I don't like it!" The

tone was high-pitched, less like a telling, more like a warning.

The force in his hand was still a little harder, as if he wanted to crush his jaw.

"I know."

Fan Yunmo didn't ask about the consequences, because he knew.

It wasn't until he saw Fan Yunmo showing a painful expression that Yan Xueli was satisfied, slowly withdrew his hand, and turned to rub his head.

"Well, well..." Fan

Yunmo slapped it away angrily, replaced it with a pinch of his delicate little face, and said with a smile: "Lady, quite fierce?"

Yan Xueli squinted at him and snorted coldly.

Neither get rid of, let alone quibble.

She was already fierce, otherwise how could she monopolize him for so many years.

.......

After Fan Yunmo left.

Yan Xueli didn't take long to get up and change her clothes, changed into a plain white cloud-patterned brocade dress, and the neatly combed green silk was simply held up with a jade hairpin, and she was indifferent and dusty.

She quickly went to work hard and made talismans.

The green silk drooped, revealing half a small melon-seed face.

Recently, she has been more relaxed with Fan Yunmo, but she also looks at the results of his hard work.

Yan Xueli carefully made spells and replenished inventory.

Be prepared after all.

Then he went to the courtyard with a gun to cultivate, not caring about the quota of the Demon Realm Saint Society at all.

Even if the immortal master didn't give it to her, Yan Xueli snatched it from the hands of other demon race Tianjiao.

The original intention has not changed, and the red eyes reveal the desire to become fanatical and stronger.

Disaster is inevitable.

If danger is bound to happen, let itself die.

The other side.

Yunling divided the sect master hall.

I saw three golden pillars of light in the center towering in the void, and various ancient runes were suspended around them, forming a formation map, and a vast coercive pressure permeated.

There are only sect masters and masters in the hall.

The rest of the elders all left.

Bai Wanning wore a crescent white long dress, standing in the center, with a gorgeous temperament, like a fairy in the dust, which is difficult to ignore.

Sect Master Su Ningshuang stood by and waited.

She saw Fan Yunmo coming and greeted with a smile.

Fan Yunmo saluted and respectfully said, "Sect Master."

Su Ningshuang's eyes were gentle and kind, and said with a smile: "It's good to come."

Bai Wanning, on the other hand, looked slightly displeased after glancing at his apprentice, reached out and gently knocked on his head: "These days I have squandered it wantonly."

"Just..... Pestered by Sister Xueli. "

Quitty?"

"Don't dare."

Fan Yunmo lowered his eyebrows and remained silent, obviously with the intention of accepting punishment.

Bai Wanning sighed: "You..." reached out and rubbed the position before hitting it.

Su Ningshuang looked at the master and apprentice and sighed with emotion.

She felt that Senior Bai was like a hardworking elder in front of Fan Yunmo.

Although he looks harsh, he is extremely spoiled.

If this matter was known to others in the demon world, the unattainable peach blossom demon would actually be a demon who spoiled his apprentice extremely on weekdays, and he would be surprised.

Who let Bai Wanning always appear in front of the world demon with a strong posture, indifferent and proud, coupled with her peerless cultivation, she always felt that it was admiration and reverence.

For teaching disciples, it should also be harsh.

However, who would have thought that Bai Wanning was not like that at all in front of her own apprentice.

But no matter what, she deserves to be in awe and respect in the demon world.

"Come here, your place is already being decided." Bai Wanning didn't know what Su Ningshuang was thinking, and led Fan Yunmo to the three golden pillars of light.

His place....

Fan Yunmo raised his eyes, and soon one of the pillars of light turned into a little spark, and finally converged on his left wrist and turned into an ancient golden chain.

In the middle of the chain, the turquoise and transparent stone exudes a gentle and gentle glow.

Su Ningshuang explained on the side: "This is the Spark Chain, it is a gift from the heavens, no matter where the wearer is, the Demon Realm Saint Society can be opened and teleported." Your name has been entered, as long as you don't break away, you can participate.

Looking at him, he continued: "This object can not be separated unless the wearer voluntarily or dies, otherwise no one can take it, so there will be many challenges and interceptions during this period, for chance, maybe for the wind, you have to be prepared."

Fan Yunmo chuckled: "Thank you, Sect Master, disciple remember."

Su Ningshuang nodded in satisfaction, and saw Bai Wanning's small eyes glance over.

I had to shut up and slip away.

She completely understood that this apprentice was Senior Bai's most precious heart, and even if he took advantage of that little advantage, he would be dissatisfied by the other party.

And Yan Xueli was actually able to resist such a lot of pressure, Su Ningshuang really admired.

........

Since the Demon Realm Saint Society issued quotas, the entire Demon Realm has gradually become chaotic.

All races compete for another place for the geniuses or arrogants of their own races, and the geniuses of all races will also compete with each other, and the winner will get the "Spark Chain".

The demon world is unprecedented, and the storm is surging.

Yunling Sect is calm, after all, Bai Wanning is sitting in town.

In addition to Fan Yunmo, the other two places in the Demon Realm Saint Society have not yet been determined.

Finally, after Su Ningshuang discussed with the elders, it was decided by competition.

Both disciples can participate, except for two.

"Sorry, Junior Brother Fan, Junior Sister Yan can't participate."

"Why?"

Fan Yunmo wanted to sign up for her, but was told that she couldn't participate?

The sect disciple in charge of registration shook his head: "This is the order of the sect master, not that we can put our beaks on the line.

Fan Yunmo frowned at the good-looking sword eyebrows, and soon thought of Master.

He asked, "Besides Sister Xue Li, who is the other person?" The

registered disciple replied, "Well, and your sword blind senior brother can't participate, I guess it's because the disparity in strength is too great, so it's forbidden to let the two of you participate." Fan

Yunmo: "........,"

thanked him, and returned to the peak with his sword.

Back to the courtyard.

Yan Xueli was already sitting at the stone table in the courtyard, drinking and waiting.

Seeing that Fan Yunmo was silent when she returned, she knew what the result was.

Because Yan Xueli had long guessed that he and Jian Ruthless were strong and invincible within the Yunling Sect.

Only Su Yanyan has the qualifications for a war.

But if all three places were given to Yunling disciples, it would be somewhat unfair and would cause complaints, so Yan Xueli and Jian were ruthlessly excluded.

After all, with the strength of the two, it can be solved by casually finding a Tianjiao in the demon world.

A fresh breeze blows away the red ribbon that bunches your hair.

Yan Xueli raised her neck and drank a glass of Chinese and American wine, the wine left at the corner of her lips ran down her cheeks across her jawline, and her calm eyes looked at Fan Yunmo.

"It's okay husband-kun, it's a big deal to grab it."

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