Fairy wife is so hard to woo

Su Xiaofan held the wind sword in his hand and stuck it on the floor, breathing heavily.

When fighting Lin Wu, Su Xiaofan had already exhausted most of his spiritual power. Later, he used Qu Shuihan's three moves, and now he relied entirely on his own willpower to hold on.

"Master Su!"

Su Xiaofan felt his legs gradually losing consciousness. Just when he was about to fall to the ground, Qu Shuihan appeared and hugged Su Xiaofan's body. Smelling the faint body fragrance of Qu Shuihan, Su Xiaofan's eyes darkened. Fainted.

In a smoky palace, a beautiful woman wearing a dark-flowered palace dress stood in the center. The floor of the palace was covered with fine silk, and lying on it were the corpses of countless strong men, and various shining immortals. There are magic weapons everywhere.

The beautiful woman in palace attire waved her sleeves, and the colorful spiritual power danced in the air. A strong fragrance of elixir filled the hall filled with the smell of blood.

"The elixir is complete!" As the beautiful woman shouted, countless precious treasures of heaven and earth and the spiritual power of the five colors merged together to form a magical elixir that shone with colorful light.

"My child, my mother will never let you die. Live and take revenge!" The beautiful woman in palace clothes picked up the weak-breathing child and fed the elixir she had just made into his mouth. The entire hall suddenly burst into sparkling white light.

"Hoo! Hoo!"

After the white light flashed, Su Xiaofan suddenly sat up from the bed, cold sweat still breaking out on his forehead.

"What's wrong, Brother Su Xiaofan, are you having a nightmare?" Suddenly, a gentle and pleasant voice came from the door, and Qu Xiaohui, who had twin ponytails and a pink dress, walked in from the door carrying a bowl of elixir. .

Su Xiaofan was about to sit up, but couldn't find the strength to do so. Only then did he see his condition clearly. His right arm was wrapped in a thick white cloth, and his left leg was also wrapped in white cloth and fell to the side of the bed.

"Don't move around. You should recover in two days after drinking this bowl of medicine." When Qu Xiaohui saw Su Xiaofan trying to sit up, she quickly came to the bedside to stop him.

"Oh...well..."

Qu Xiaohui sat on the edge of the bed, scooped up some elixir with a spoon, put it in front of her red mouth and blew on it twice before sending it to Su Xiaofan's mouth.

"Actually, sister, she doesn't have any ill intentions. She is also worried that brother Xiaofan, if you are not strong enough, no one will be able to save you when you are in danger in the future. Our enemies will not show mercy." Qu Xiaohui said while feeding the medicine.

"Well, I know all this, don't worry!" Su Xiaofan was not a small-minded person, so he understood this.

"Hehe, but brother Xiaofan is really amazing. Not only can he fight with Lin Wu, but he can also catch the three moves of his sister. Most monks in the middle stage of foundation building can't do that." Qu Xiaohui said with a chuckle.

"Haha, there, there, it's just that the senior brothers and sisters are letting it go."

"Junior brother, you are really happy here~" Just as Su Xiaofan and Qu Xiaohui were chatting happily, a charming and charming voice came from the door. Su Xiaofan turned around and was startled.

A long-legged fairy wearing a white slim-fitting Taoist robe with high slits and black stockings on her legs came over. It was Su Xiaofan's senior sister Qingyao.

"Sister Qingyao, why are you here?" Su Xiaofan originally sat up, but his hands and feet were inconvenient.

Qu Xiaohui looked at Qingyue Zongneng and the saint Ling Yurou, and quickly stood up and bowed to salute.

"What's more, it's so late and you haven't returned to the mountain yet. Senior sister thought you were seduced by the vixen outside~" Qingyao pouted and whispered.

"What kind of vixen is there in the sect? Senior sister is joking."

"Really? I saw something wrong with the way the fox clan princess looked at you before." Qingyao sat on the edge of the bed and looked into Su Xiaofan's eyes as she spoke.

"That's because senior sister is sensitive."

"What? Say it again!" Qingyao stretched out her white jade hand, grabbed one of Su Xiaofan's ears and sneered.

"No...it's nothing...Senior sister, please let go...it hurts..."

After Su Xiaofan kept begging for mercy, Qingyao let go of her jade hand. At this time, she looked at Qu Xiaohui, who kept her head lowered.

"My junior brother has joined your team, right? Who is the elder of your team?"

"Yes...it's Elder Mei..." Qu Xiaohui said in a low voice.

"Elder Mei, she was actually sent back?" After Qingyao heard Elder Mei's name, she raised her jade hand and touched her chin, thinking about something.

Qingyao chatted with Su Xiaofan for a while and then left. She was also very busy with sect affairs.

"Brother Xiaofan, it turns out you are another disciple of Great Elder Yu Mengzhu." Qu Xiaohui asked curiously. She now finally knew why Elder Mei would force Su Xiaofan to join.

Although within the Qingyue Sect, it is explicitly forbidden for fellow disciples to harm each other, but the fights between the teams are frequent, and the attacks are light and heavy, especially in the ranking battles of the teams. In order to win, no matter what the means, if there is no background, the other party will not attack at all. No taboo, this is also too much for people to bear.

Not long after Qing Yao left, there were suddenly several knocks at the door.

"Who is it?" Su Xiaofan and Qu Xiaohui looked at each other, wondering if Qingyao had forgotten something and came back.

When Qu Xiaohui opened the wooden door, she was startled by the person who appeared in front of her.

"Lord Saint!" When Qu Xiaohui saw Ling Yurou in purple clothes at the door, she hurriedly knelt on the ground to carry her luggage.

Ling Yurou didn't even look at Qu Xiaohui at the door. She walked directly to Su Xiaofan's bedside.

"Rou...Rou'er, why are you here?" Su Xiaofan said in surprise.

"I heard Hu Qian say something about the Firebird, and I want to ask you for something to confirm." Ling Yurou said in an indifferent voice.

"Firebird?" When Su Xiaofan heard this, he remembered that he had seen the pitiful Firebird. He was so excited that he uncontrollably fed some blood to the Firebird, which completely restored the life of the Firebird that was originally on the verge of death.

"No problem, but you've seen my current condition, Rou'er. I'm a little weak and I'm afraid it won't be convenient. How many days will it take?" Su Xiaofan suggested.

"Okay! I'll come find you in a few days." Ling Yurou looked at Su Xiaofan lying on the bed with his hands and feet wrapped in gauze, and left without saying anything, leaving Su Xiaofan with a thought-provoking back view.

Su Xiaofan thought, he didn't know what was going on with his body. At that time, he suddenly made a breakthrough from body tempering to the peak of Qi training. After taking only one Foundation Establishment Pill, he suddenly went from practicing Qi to the early stage of Foundation Establishment. Every time he practiced recently, His strength has not improved at all. If Ling Yurou can figure it out, it will not be bad for him.

Qu Xiaohui waited for Ling Yurou to leave before coming out from behind the door. She did not expect that after Su Xiaofan was injured, not only Qingyao, but also Ling Yurou, the saint of Qingyue Sect, came over.