The fairy is fierce

Fame brings trouble. After crushing Shi Er Lang outside Bafangzhai during the day, Zuo Lingquan became the focus of the people inside and outside Juejian Cliff. There were many swordsmen from other places who wanted to learn from him, as well as disciples from Juejian Xianzong who were dissatisfied. If he hadn't been injured and it was inappropriate for him to challenge, he would probably be blocked in Bafangzhai and couldn't leave.

Even if there were no blind people coming to cause trouble, the enthusiastic greetings from the swordsmen and fairies from all sides were hard to resist. The swordsmen were okay, just saying hello to make them familiar, but those fairies were simply killing people. Not only were they passionate and unrestrained, but they were also beautiful. There were all kinds of lolita, mature women, and mature women. It was so dazzling that people couldn't take it all. Everyone was ready to throw themselves into his arms.

In order to prevent himself from losing control and destroying the image of a cold swordsman, Zuo Lingquan bought two miscellaneous books in Bafangzhai and left through the back door. He found a secluded residence on the bank of the river and lived there.

The courtyard where we settled down faced the street with its back to the river. There was a small courtyard outside the back door with a few willow trees. Sitting under the trees, you could enjoy the scenery along the Jianjiang River.

At night, the lights on both sides of the Jianjiang River were as bright as day. Zuo Lingquan sat on the riverbank at the edge of the courtyard, fishing with a fishing rod in his hand. He could faintly hear the idle chats of casual cultivators passing by on the street in the distance:

"So fucking domineering..."

"The old Sword God came out today. In my opinion, the great Sword Immortal Zuo might be able to take over his job..."

"It's not a good thing for the title of Sword God to fall into Dongzhou. Must the Juejian Immortal Sect find a way to keep him? I heard that the old Sword God has a granddaughter, a female immortal of the Jade Stage. She is very young, at most 70 or 80 years older than Zuo Jianxian. It's really a perfect match..."

...

Zuo Lingquan shook his head and smiled softly at these meaningless chats.

Tang Jingxun dressed up as a young wife, sat beside him, and gently kneaded his arm with her hands. Hearing this, she muttered:

"Hmph~ You're dreaming. He didn't even want to lend the sword washing pool, and he still wanted to marry his granddaughter in. He has no sincerity at all. Why should we accept his granddaughter..."

Zuo Lingquan tilted his head and tapped Jingxun's mouth to stop her from talking: "Shh, Huang Chao Patriarch is behind the mountain, he can hear..."

Jingxun hadn't been pressed down to cry for many days. She blushed when she was kissed. She subconsciously looked back at the yard, but thinking that the Peach Blossom Lord hadn't come back yet, she suppressed the idea of ​​feeding her husband and continued:

"Oh... Anyway, it's just wishful thinking..."

...

Under the willow tree not far away, Xie Qiutao got a stove from somewhere, burning charcoal in it, and placed an iron rack she made on top.

Under the moonlight, Xie Qiutao, wearing a small gray apron, put the fishing rod bought from Duobaotan on the river bank, fanning the fire with a fan in her hand. On the rack were three small fish the size of a palm, which were roasted shiny and shiny, with a sizzling aroma.

Tuanzi squatted obediently on the tortoise shell of the little dragon turtle, staring at the roasted fish eagerly. He wanted to help "blow the fire" several times to roast the fish quickly, but he was afraid that if he put out a mouthful of fire, the rack would melt, so he could only fan his wings to help.

But unfortunately, if you accidentally say something wrong and offend your daughter, it is not so easy to fool her.

Seeing that the fish was almost done, Xie Qiutao glanced at the impatient Tuanzi and said with a smile:

"Tuan'er, do you want to eat?"

"Ji~"

"Even if you want to eat, you can't. There are only three fish, one for me, one for Mr. Zuo, and one for Sister Jingyan. There is no share for you, hum~"

"Ji?"

Tuanzi was stunned, with shock in his eyes. He felt that Taotao had changed and didn't love him anymore.

Shouldn't all three fish belong to him? He assisted with the fishing for so long just now. Even if he didn't have any credit, he had worked hard!

Although Xie Qiutao said so, how could she really let Tuanzi look at her mouth? After the fish was baked, she let Tuanzi honestly perform a set of "Xie Family Boxing" in front of her, and still rewarded him with one fish.

Zuo Lingquan was chatting with his wife, watching the man and the bird playing beside him. When he was about to try Qiutao's cooking skills, footsteps were heard in the yard behind. ♦♦  ♞♦

Tap tap

Zuo Lingquan looked back and saw the Peach Blossom Lord, who was wearing a dark green dress, slowly approaching with a blush on her face, looking like she had drunk some wine.

Jing Yan was worried about Zuo Lingquan's injury, so she stood up and said:

"Sister Yingying, you are finally back. Xiao Zuo had a fight with someone today and got angry again. Go and see if he has any injuries."

The Peach Blossom Lord was watching the fight in the welcoming pavilion today. Zhao Linglong and others lost so badly that their faces turned black. As the elder of the winner, she was naturally very proud and in a very good mood.

However, when she saw Zuo Lingquan, the Peach Blossom Lord still had a lukewarm expression and turned to walk towards the wing room:

"Come on."——

The courtyard where they stayed had only one entrance, divided into three rooms on the left, middle and right. There were also flowers and trees on the edge of the courtyard, and the environment was quite good.

Zuo Lingquan got up and entered the courtyard, followed Taohua Zunzhu into the main room, and smelled the refreshing aroma of wine while walking, and asked curiously:

"Juejian Xianzong also prepared a banquet?"

"What kind of banquet is prepared by the Xianjia sect? Zhao Linglong only invited me to drink two cups. Today you messed around in the market, didn't give the disciples any face, and beat Mu Yunshan to leave in anger. I accompanied Zhao Linglong to drink several cups of wine before I calmed him down..."

Taohua Zunzhu opened the bedroom door, waited for Zuo Lingquan to come in, raised his hand and pushed Zuo Lingquan's shoulder, pushing him down on the couch.

This domineering posture seemed to be forcing Zuo Lingquan.

Zuo Lingquan fell on the couch and subconsciously wanted to lean on the bedside and wait for his wife to ride on him, but after thinking about it, he felt something was wrong, so he took off his outer robe and lay down on the couch.

Today I drew my sword even though I was injured. Although the explosion was not affected, the side effects of forcefully exerting my energy were serious, and obvious bruises were visible on my right shoulder.

Lord Peach Blossom slowly came to the bed and sat sideways, took out the golden needle and inserted it into the bruise:

"You are a little too crazy today. You don't know how to save face outside Juejian Cliff."

These words are definitely not reproaches, they sound more like ridicule, or "you are honored to do so".

"Sister Yingying is a guest in the Jue Sword Immortal Sect. If I don't act arrogantly, wouldn't I lose Sister Yingying's face?"

"It's good to know that you are the junior brought by me. If you lose today, I will be chatting and laughing and drinking in the Jue Sword Immortal Sect. I won't be able to raise my head... You don't know how to wait until the injury is healed before fighting. I must be frightened up there..."

Zuo Lingquan was lying on his stomach with a pillow in his hands, and looked back while speaking.

Lord Peach Blossom was wearing a dark green autumn skirt, and she leaned over to press his shoulder to insert an acupuncture. The sizable skirt almost touched his back.

Because I drank some wine, my cheeks were slightly red, but not drunk, and I looked soft and beautiful up close. As I spoke, the subtle fragrance of orchids blew on my shoulders, and the dark hair hanging down from my ears was also brushed and teased on my back. It's heart-wrenching.

Lord Peach Blossom said a few words casually, and when he noticed that he was being peeked at, he raised his eyes and squinted slightly.

Zuo Lingquan quickly turned his head back, and seeing Sister Yingying in a good mood, he tentatively said:

"I gave Sister Yingying a face today. Doesn't Sister Yingying feel proud?"

Lord Peach Blossom really wanted to reward Zuo Lingquan, but she heard the 'meaning' of Zuo Lingquan's words, which was not just a simple material reward. Her technique was three points heavier:

"What's the meaning?"

A stinging pain came, and Zuo Lingquan's face turned pale:

"Um...it's not interesting. I just want Sister Yingying to be gentler. The acupuncture does hurt..."

Only then was Lord Peach Blossom satisfied. He snorted lightly and continued to prick the needle with gentle water:

"The old sword god himself said that he won't lend you the sword pool, so he definitely won't use it, and we won't ask him. If you want to control the Tianguan Divine Sword, you just have to be high enough, physically strong enough, and mentally tough enough. If you want to do it, For this, you have to keep practicing and looking for opportunities. Where are you going to go home for the New Year? "

Zuo Lingquan blinked and glanced at Sister Yingying's left wrist. Unfortunately, the bracelet was hidden and could not be seen. He smiled and said:

"Sister Yingying wants to go home for the New Year?"

"..."

Lord Peach Blossom indeed wrote that he misses the atmosphere of the New Year, but he dare not go to Zuofu to celebrate the New Year this year.

Mrs. Zuo always pulls her to marry her. It was hard to refuse her last time. Now she has kissed and touched Zuo Lingquan. How could she dare to see Mrs. Zuo? If she did, she might get married at Zuo's house. The spring is broken...

"Mrs. Zuo treats me very politely. Although there is an age difference, she is my elder in the world. I think it is natural to go and visit. But now I am afraid it is too late to go back to celebrate the New Year. The distance is too far. When you go back, it will be tomorrow spring ”

Counting the time spent in seclusion, Zuo Lingquan has not been home for the past two years. He really misses him in his heart. Hearing this, he also sighed:

"Then go back next year and promise my mother to bring a big fat boy back. Now I have nothing, and my mother will kick me out if I go back..."

Lord Peach Blossom was stunned: "Whose big fat boy am I hugging?"

"..."

Zuo Lingquan promised his mother that he would carry Sister Yingying's fat boy home, but he certainly did not dare to say this in front of Sister Yingying, so he just chuckled:

"Whoever has a hug can hug whomever, um... Isn't it a bit chaotic in Posu Island? Some of my old acquaintances are over there. Let's go and have a look after we recover from our injuries."

"Your moral character is not low anymore, so you have to go and have a look." Lord Peach Blossom was silent for a while, and then said: "I will not follow you anymore..."

"ah?"

Zuo Lingquan turned around, looked at Lord Peach Blossom, and said to himself: If you don't follow, how can I hold the fat boy? Mom is still waiting to see your baby...

Lord Peach Blossom felt that Zuo Lingquan's thoughts were not serious, but he did not see the specific meaning and did not care about it. His face was calm and he said:

"An eagle cannot grow under its wings. I will always protect you. It is difficult for you to be alone."

Protect me? Zuo Lingquan blinked his eyes and thought for a moment:

"Sister Yingying, you..."

Zuo Lingquan originally wanted to say: "You are imprisoned in the Immortal King's Tomb, it is better for me to rescue you..." But after saying this, with Sister Yingying's temperament, who knows what will happen. So he thought about it and said:

"You really don't want to follow?"

Lord Peach Blossom nodded seriously:

"Well, you're just asking for it."

Zuo Lingquan and Sister Yingying are also old acquaintances. They feel that Sister Yingying will not give up halfway if she comes out to protect the way. There is a high probability that she will engage in the trick of 'secretly protecting the way'.

There is a mixture of good and evil in Posu Continent, who knows if an evil immortal king will emerge. Although sister Yingying has a high level of Taoism, her fighting power is really low, and her personality is naughty. She is not very reassuring when she acts secretly.

Zuo Lingquan hesitated for a moment, then said:

"Why don't Sister Yingying follow? Otherwise..."

"What else? Are you afraid that something might happen if you can't control the situation by yourself?"

I'm afraid that if you secretly follow me and something happens, I'll run to save you and the situation will be embarrassing...

Zuo Lingquan murmured secretly in his heart, but still nodded on the surface:

"Yes, the situation in Posuzhou is complicated. We are dealing with people from the Youying alien race, so things can easily go wrong."

Lord Peach Blossom looked serious: "As a practitioner, you have to walk on thin ice and face all kinds of dangers by yourself. I will follow you. How can you accumulate experience?"

"Forehead……"

Zuo Lingquan hesitated to speak. He didn't know how to remind Sister Yingying that you are not the ancestor, you are just a nurse in disguise. If you don't follow Wu Xiu and go wandering by yourself, the chance of something happening is much greater than mine...

The room became quiet, with only the dim candlelight illuminating the cheeks of the man and woman.

Lord Peach Blossom sat beside the bed, pressed Zuo Lingquan's shoulder with his left hand, and gently twisted the golden needle with gentle movements. Glancing at Zuo Lingquan's profile, he saw that he was silent and said again:

"Why are you acting like a child? You can't live without me?"

"I can't bear it."

"Um?"

Lord Peach Blossom blinked, feeling that these words were teasing her, so he used more forcefully.

Zuo Lingquan felt really helpless in his heart. Their relationship was neither good nor bad, and nothing was right no matter what. Thinking about it, he just felt sad and raised his hand to signal Sister Yingying to pause.

Lord Peach Blossom stopped, frowned and said, "Do you know it hurts? Next time you dare to get close..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw Zuo Lingquan sitting up from the bed and facing her with serious eyes:

"Yingying, let's..."

Yingying?

Lord Peach Blossom's face darkened slightly, and he held the needle as if to poke it:

"What is your name?"

Zuo Lingquan was used to being punished and was not afraid at all. He even held the raised wrist of Lord Peach Blossom, as if he were a disobedient girlfriend:

"Your name is Yingying. I've kissed you and even touched you. It's too awkward to call you senior. What should I do if I get upset..."

"you……"

Lord Peach Blossom felt offended. Seeing that Zuo Lingquan was not afraid of pain and shamelessly talked about things that were unbearable to look back on, he wanted to look displeased, stood up and walked away.

It's just that Lord Peach Blossom underestimated Zuo Lingquan's courage. As soon as she freed her wrist and turned around to stand up, the cowardly boy behind him raised his hand and hooked her waist and hugged her back suddenly.

"Eh?"

Lord Peach Blossom was hugged and sat directly in Zuo Lingquan's arms, feeling something very hard! Her face turned red instantly, and before she could speak, she found Zuo Lingquan putting his cheek next to her earlobe and blowing lightly.

hiss! !

Lord Peach Blossom had never experienced such a battle before. The hot wind flowed down her neck and into her collar, making her whole body tremble. Half of her body almost went numb. It felt more exciting than kissing her forcefully. She was anxious and annoyed:

"You brat, you're really looking for a beating, aren't you?"

"Well, you go ahead and fight. Anyway, if it's broken, you'll have to heal it..."

"you……"

Lord Peach Blossom struck Zuo Lingquan on the waist with his elbow.

Boom

There was a muffled sound, and the attack was quite heavy.

Zuo Lingquan frowned when he was hit, but he didn't get angry. He just fought back symbolically and slapped Lord Peach Blossom on the round buttocks.

Snap? !

Lord Peach Blossom looked in disbelief: "You dare to hit me?..."

Before he even finished his sentence, he realized that Zuo Lingquan didn't let go of his hand after patting it, and he was kneading it, as if he wanted to seriously feel the flexibility of the Lord.

To be honest, it is really big and soft, and you can feel the delicateness of the traceless skin through the fabric of the skirt.

The unspeakable touch made Master Peach Blossom sit upright in Zuo Lingquan's arms.

As the saying goes, 'A good girl is afraid of being stalked by a man.' Zuo Lingquan suddenly became shameless, and Peach Blossom Master even tried to scold him, but it was no use. He really didn't know how to deal with it. He just turned red and stared at the moist eyes, trying to maintain his momentum:

"You are presumptuous..."

Zuo Lingquan finally took the risk and held onto Lord Peach Blossom's waist:

"Since Sister Yingying is leaving, I can't keep her. It's not her first time anyway, so she just asked me to kiss her. I've been alone for who knows how many years, and I can't help but miss her..."

"you……"

"Just once, I swear..."

The nonsense is nothing more than an excuse to push the envelope further.

If Lord Peach Blossom really agreed to the marriage, the relationship would be unclear. Seeing Zuo Lingquan approaching, he could only cover Zuo Lingquan's mouth with his hand:

"Zuo Lingquan! Who do you think I am?!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Although the voice was unclear, you could still tell that it was 'wife'.

Lord Peach Blossom has never experienced such a fierce offensive. At first, he could maintain his momentum and said and did nothing, but gradually he became a little overwhelmed. Over and over again, he kept saying similar words, "Do you believe that I will hit you?" Later, I saw Zuo Ling Quan pushed even further and was about to put her hands into the lapels of her clothes. She was so embarrassed that she pressed her collar and said angrily:

"You brat, why don't you act so shamelessly in front of Shangguan's wife?"

Zuo Lingquan held on and responded with a smile:

"Sister Yingying asked me to kiss you, and I will try it later."? ?

Lord Peach Blossom struggled to move. He didn't expect this boy to dare to say this, and he didn't expect that he was actually a little moved!

Lord Peach Blossom's angry eyes showed some hesitation:

"Are you serious?...Ugh."

Zuo Lingquan seized the opportunity, took advantage of the situation, kissed Lord Peach Blossom's red lips, and pressed her down on the couch with his backhand.

Lord Peach Blossom's calves hanging outside the bed gently kicked down the hem of her skirt, but did not struggle any more. She just frowned and made a look of 'disgust', and grabbed Zuo Lingquan's hand to prevent him from touching it, with a look in his eyes. Look away.

The cherry red lips smelled of wine, and there was an ecstasy of sweetness between the lips and teeth.

Under the dim candlelight, the man and woman fell on the bed in a posture that looked like they were about to cover their eyes.

The man was full of affection, the woman had a strange look in her eyes, neither resisting nor responding, without any movement, only a slight "sizzling" sound could be heard.

About half a minute later.

The peach blossom master's forehead had a little sweat, and she felt that she was about to melt. Her heart was unstable, and she was afraid that something would happen if she really kissed him, so she confessed herself here and turned her head to avoid the tide-like attack:

"Hu...Hu...You said that you would do the same to Shangguan Yutang in the future..."

Zuo Lingquan did not get up, feeling the ups and downs of the majestic clothes, and looked down at the red mature and beautiful cheeks:

"Of course, when I have the Taoism of the immortal, Senior Shangguan will definitely be unable to resist like Sister Yingying, and I will definitely try it then."

What?

Immortal?

The peach blossom master was stunned, and her slightly shy eyes slowly turned into a beautiful woman's anger, and she was fooled for nothing?

Zuo Lingquan said in a friendly manner without waiting for Peach Blossom Lord to get angry:

"I didn't fool Sister Yingying. The ancestor is so powerful. You asked me to do this kind of thing, you must want me to succeed. The higher the level of Taoism, the higher the success rate. If I go there now, I can't do anything except being beaten, don't you think?"

Peach Blossom Lord gave in so much, was pressed down and kissed, but ended up getting nothing. How could he be coaxed by just a few words?

Her eyes were slightly gloomy, and she was about to press Zuo Lingquan down and give him a needle, until he couldn't get up for half a month, but before she made any move, she tilted her head and looked out the window:

"Get up quickly, Lingye is here."

"Huh?"

Zuo Lingquan was stunned, and was wondering if Peach Blossom Lord was just looking for an excuse to get away, when she found herself spinning around and being pressed down on the bed.

Peach Blossom Lord, who had no power to resist just now, instantly showed the tyranny of the Lord. In the blink of an eye, he turned to sit on the side of the bed and raised his hand to give him a needle!

Snap

“Hiss”

Zuo Lingquan took a breath of cold air.

At this moment, the door was pushed open with a bang.

A figure in a gorgeous dress walked in, glanced at the bed, with suspicious eyes, and the action was like the wife kicking the door to catch a vixen.

There was also a series of "chi chi chi" sounds behind, it seemed that Tuanzi was chasing the nanny...

The daily interactions without plot at the end of the volume are actually harder to write than the pretentious face-slapping with plot.

As the saying goes, slow work makes fine work, don't worry, when it can be updated, it will be updated naturally, it is indeed busy at the end of the year.