On the fate of admitting the wrong gender

Qingfeng Sword Sect has a senior brother named Fang Yuan who is a cannon fodder.

Qingfeng Sword Sect has a junior junior sister, named Mu Qiwu, who is a female supporting role.

Qingfeng Sword Sect also has a handyman disciple, named Mo Xiaofan, who is the protagonist.

Mu Qiwu is a woman who can't get a woman, but Fang Yuan is a dead cannon fodder that Mo Xiaofan can get. He will glow and heat on Mo Xiaofan's crush on Mu Qiwu, for Mo Xiaofan’s Lay a solid foundation for blackening madness, and then honorably receive lunch.

The news of Fang Yuan's proposal to Mu Qiwu spread throughout the entire sect overnight, creating an uproar.

When Fang Yuan went out the next day, the disciples in the sect couldn't hide the sarcasm in his eyes anymore.First of all, of course, because the original owner is used to running rampant in the sect, there are those who voluntarily be his henchmen, and there are also many who are unwilling to submit.

Secondly, everyone in the sect felt that he was a toad who wanted to eat swan meat.

Mu Qiwu, eighteen years old, beautiful as a flower, born with a spiritual body, excellent aptitude, without a personal master, the speed of advancement is not inferior to the original master who is the head disciple, and he leads the team down the mountain to eliminate demons all the year round , firmly occupying the first place in the record list, and his prestige among the disciples is increasing day by day, which cannot be compared with Fang Yuan's formal senior brother.

And not only can she play, she is also talented. She is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and knows everything about spirit patterns and geography.What's even more rare is that such a beautiful woman has a gentle temperament, never holds on to her identity when dealing with people and things, and does her best to help ordinary people. I don't know how many monks' dream lovers.

Such a female cultivator is qualified to marry in Middle-earth. She once attracted the heir of a certain family in Middle-earth to propose marriage.Most people think that she didn't leave because the timing was not ripe, or they didn't find a good excuse. After all, the cultivation world values ​​the teacher's school and cannot leave easily.

On the contrary, the original owner, with his heart, it is inevitable to become mediocre.

It's fine if the two are in love, but Mu Qiwu knows that Fang Yuan's entanglement cannot be avoided, and he is very disgusted, so he doesn't even want to say a few words when they meet.

On the third day when the matter fermented, the head of the sect went out and summoned two people.

When Fang Yuan walked into the main hall, Mu Qiwu was already kneeling in the middle, and the first middle-aged man with his hands behind his back was facing them. When he noticed Fang Yuan's footsteps, he first sighed heavily.

Fang Yuan: "..."

He was very awake, and obediently knelt next to Mu Qiwu, with at least a distance of two people between him.

Master Fan Yu of the Qingfeng Sword Sect has mediocre looks, mediocre cultivation, and mediocre abilities.He passionately carried forward the spirit of friendship between cannon fodder, and he was partial to the original owner to a certain extent, very conniving and caring, which made Fang Yuan wonder whether the original owner was his illegitimate child.

In the end, the villain Xiao Qing, the boss Xiao, crushed the throat with his bare hands, and threw him among the group of monsters.

The next one was the original owner who was desperately guarded behind him.

Daoist Fan Yu snorted coldly: "You still know how to come here, you still recognize me as a master, and you haven't been completely dazzled by women!"

Although the head of the sect looked like a thin and ordinary middle-aged man, he was actually several levels higher than them, and Fang Yuan's heart was shaken with a cold snort of true energy, his eyes darkened, and blood came out from the corner of his mouth.

Mu Qiwu was unharmed, seeing the slight lift of the end of his eyes, he glanced at him indifferently.

Master Fan Yu hates iron even more: "Look at you, what kind of medicine did Mu Qiwu give you? He even forgot this basic body defense. What are you looking like! If you go out like this, don't say that you will be punished!" If you fight and kill your comrades, I'm afraid a few mortals can stab you right through!"

Mu Qiwu just bowed his head when he heard the words, "I know I was wrong."

The Qingfeng Sword Sect's rules and regulations are cumbersome, and they always look down on women. If anything happens among disciples, they will blame female cultivators.If Mu Qiwu hadn't been exceptionally talented, Fang Yuan would have been expelled from the inner sect by the head of the sect because of Fang Yuan's concern for her, so he didn't bother to explain.

Fang Yuan was a little dazed just now, but now he suddenly came back to his senses.

Aside from those messy things, how could he see girls taking the blame for such things?But he also probably saw the temper of the head of the sect clearly, and he knew that the more he begged like the original owner, the more difficult the situation for the little junior sister would be.So he bowed his head and said loudly: "The disciple is ashamed of the teacher's teaching and wasted his time. From now on, he must practice hard and get the first place in the trial half a year later. He will pick back the red flame fruit for the master and heal the old wound of the master. I will never do it again." Doing something as embarrassing as today, being self-indulgent and unworthy of status!!!”

The last sentence was sincere and sincere in one go, which immediately blocked Fan Yu's anger.

Fang Yuan jumped repeatedly between his mother's clothes hanger and chicken legs since he was a child, and he deeply understands that it is useless to talk to elders, sophistry can only be expressed.He gritted his teeth: "This disciple swears by the heart demon here that he will not marry anyone for a hundred years. If he violates the law, the path will be cut off and his lifespan will be cut in half. After that——"

"Nonsense!" The head of the sect knocked Fang Yuan away with a flick of his sleeves, cutting off his inner demon oath.But the first half of the vow had been fulfilled, and Fang Yuan had a flash of inspiration, which represented the approval of the Dao of Heaven.

"Rebel! Rebel!" The headmaster was so angry that he wanted to ascend to heaven, he walked straight down the steps, and stopped when he passed by Mu Qiwu, "Go down! Go to the torture hall and get twenty lashes!"

Now he just wants to deal with this disciple who has made a vow of evil without knowing his life or death. How dare this little brat!What kind of oath is the heart demon oath, every drink and peck of a monk will have a sense of heaven, if he violates the oath, he must die.

Mu Qiwu's eyes flashed, and he retreated peacefully.

Fang Yuan was taught a terrible lesson by the head of the sect. For the first time, Master Fan Yu hit his hands with a ruler, and he was not allowed to use spiritual energy, so he beat his hands until bloody before letting him go.

Fang Yuan gasped in pain, knelt on the ground and dared not speak.In fact, making this oath has no effect on him, he doesn't have any sense of belonging to this world now, and his fascination with Mu Qiwu is only a small liking, and he has no other desires. Instead of worrying about messy things in the future, it's better to set up a shield early.

After all, this is a starting point. Not only does the hero have many confidante, but also a supporting actor like him has a lot of rotten love affairs.For example, a few years later, the head of the sect really wanted him to have a blind date with a direct disciple of a certain sect.

Immortal Fan Yu slapped him, and his face softened: "Hey, being a teacher does not prevent you from getting along with female cultivators, it's just that your mind is unstable and you are prone to fall into emotional barriers."

Fang Yuan said obediently: "The disciple must practice hard in the future, so that the master will not be bothered."

The head of the sect sighed again, beckoning Fang Yuan to give him his hand, the forceful aura was poured in, and after a while, the wounds on his palm and chest were healed to a great degree.Fang Yuan got up very winkingly, and poured a cup of tea for the head.

Master Fan Yu sat down politely and enjoyed Fang Yuan's shoulder massage.

This disciple was the only one who grew up under his knees since he was a child. Although he was a little naughty, he was sincere in serving him. He was worried about it and raised him as a son without knowing it.

Fang Yuan dared to use his paws all instinctively, even he was stunned, and after a while, his stiff fingers eased down, and he massaged them one by one.

Master Fan Yu closed his eyes: "Today's strength is a bit lighter."

Fang Yuan said coyly, "Disciple's hand hurts."

In fact, he didn't know how the original owner pressed it before, it was all based on instinct.Fortunately, after a while, the head let him go down, and before leaving, he gave a lot of high-grade wound medicine, and a bag of Lingshi's pocket money.

Fang Yuan accepted it nonsense, feeling a little complicated in his heart.

It was already noon when he left the main hall, he originally wanted to go to the punishment hall to see his junior sister, but after hesitating for a while, he went back.I just stopped a handyman on the road, took out something from the storage ring and gave him something, and let the handyman quietly send it to Zixia Peak.

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After Mu Qiwu was tortured, he changed his clothes leisurely and returned to Zixia Peak.

Twenty lashes is already a severe punishment, enough to beat monks of the same level as her to cry, and under the special technique of the disciples of the torture hall, the whip marks on the back will last for a month before disappearing. Every midnight, the wound will burn unbearably.

Every disciple of the Qingfeng Sword Sect who had been whipped went down the mountain, let alone being carried away, at least they were walking with difficulty and were on the verge of falling.However, Mu Qiwu is a woman, but her back is not even half bent, like a green bamboo.

When she returned to Zixia Peak, as soon as she opened the door, a nest of women who had been waiting inside greeted her, surrounded her and sat on the bed.

"Junior Sister Mu, are you alright?"

"The head of the sect is really too much, why should he punish you! It's obvious that all of this was done by the elder brother."

"Junior Sister Mu has been beaten five times since the beginning of the year. I'm so pissed off. I'm so pissed off. Senior brother, when will he wake up."

A girl in a goose-yellow gauze skirt stomped her feet: "There are also those dog legs of Qingxia Peak, all of whom want to lie at the feet of the elder brother and wag their tails. These men are really despised!"

Qingxia Peak is where the sect master's lineage is located. Back then, the sect master brought Mu Qiwu back, but he didn't accept her as a disciple. name.Although it is normal for Mu Qiwu to come here because there are many women in Zixia Peak, but considering that her talent is only a tier behind Fang Yuan, she was brought back by the head of the sect, but she was confiscated in the end, which is very speculative.

It is said that it was because Fang Yuan and Mu Qiwu tugged on her sleeve the first time they met, making the headmaster displeased.

Thinking of this, the girl in the goose-yellow dress curled her lips, and Fang Yuan was even more dissatisfied. She stuffed the wound medicine in her arms into Mu Qiwu's arms: "Senior Sister Mu, Xiao Yi bought these for you. , the injury will heal soon."

Mu Qiwu smiled faintly, raised his hand and pinched the light yellow girl's cheek: "Thank you Xiaoyi."

Her voice was hoarse and deep, unique among women, as cold as a mountain spring hitting a rock, which inexplicably made Bai Yiyi's ears red.She couldn't help embracing Mu Qiwu's arm: "Senior Sister recovers from her injury, can you go shopping with me, Baibao Pavilion has new skirts, and every one of them looks good!"

The other sisters also made a fuss and asked Mu Qiwu to take them to play. To them, Junior Sister Mu/Senior Sister is good-looking and has good taste, and the little skirts and jewelry made for them are very suitable. Can't bear to take it off.

The most important thing is that Junior Sister Mu has a strong cultivation base, so it feels safe to follow her!

A group of people quarreled for a long time before they dispersed, and gave Mu Qiwu a lot of things, Mu Qiwu sent them away, and then closed his eyes and adjusted his breath on the bed.But just as she settled down, there was another knock on the door.

A trace of coldness flashed in her eyes, and after a while, she stood up and opened the door.

But the person had already left, and only a palm-sized box was placed at the gate of the courtyard.

Mu Qiwu opened the box casually, but saw a pitch-black Xuanshui meteorite emitting a faint cold light.Xuanshui Meteorite is a rare material for refining spiritual weapons in Wumu Xiaozhou. The piece in the box is of good quality. If it is mixed into her piano, its power will increase by at least three points.

The orange-red sunset sprinkled on the woman's face, throwing a layer of empty warmth on her face.However, there was no wave in her gaze, and the brows were slightly raised, revealing a trace of cold interest.