Stealing the Yuri Protagonist Harem

Chapter 243: Section 243

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This time it entangled her right foot.

The fairy, who had never appeared in such an embarrassing posture in front of others, felt her body temperature rising rapidly.

She bit her red lips tightly, her eyes were wandering, and her dress was pressed even tighter.

But she did not stop the other party from looking at her present self, but expressed her concerns after thinking of something.

"careful… "

… …

The young man who entered the Sword Emperor's secret realm could only be Luo Wusheng.

Starting from the royal city, he carefully passed through various remote paths. After using various anti-reconnaissance methods to ensure that no one was following him, he disguised himself and teleported directly to Jianyang Mountain.

Of course, if there really is a big shot who is determined to track him down, there is nothing he can do.

However, if a boss of that level wants to know a person's secret, there are too many ways he can use, and there is no need to be a stalker.

Just like that, Luo Wusheng arrived at Jianyang Mountain, hid his body, chose an uninhabited place, tidied up his appearance, and prepared to make a good start for his reunion with his wife after several days.

However, the scene he saw when he entered the secret realm was far beyond his expectations.

What is going on

If he hadn't seen his wife Shuangxue hanging upside down, Luo Wusheng would have felt that he had come to the wrong place.

(As expected of my wife, she still looks so pretty even when she’s upside down…)

No, what happened

Is there a new map in Sword Emperor Secret Realm

Luo Wusheng subconsciously communicated with the pitch-black broken sword in the star lotus in his dantian, but before he could get the result, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

When Ling Shuangxue's voice reached his ears, he immediately became alert and then turned his head.

The sharp sword energy brushed past his ear.

Look towards where the sword energy comes from.

A clay doll that barely resembled a human was holding a black stone sword, and its face without any facial features was facing him.

The fluctuations in his body continued to rise, and it seemed to have reached the Nascent Soul level.

Luo Wusheng raised his eyebrows.

Enemy unit? When did it appear there

Um... it's okay, it can be solved.

Now he is only in the early stage of Nascent Soul, and he, Luo, no longer takes this level seriously.

You don't even have to play your trump card, just sprinkle some water to resolve the battle.

Thinking this in his mind, he took a step forward.

Then this step was retracted.

He knew how the clay doll appeared.

Looking at the ground under the long swords outside the altar, the earth was bulging and gradually forming human shapes, and the aura was constantly rising. Luo Wusheng's scalp went numb.

With his level of attainment, he was able to calculate the number of clay dolls with just a cursory glance.

One hundred and eight... One hundred and eight Yuanyings? !

Chapter 373 I Miss You (2nd update, 3000 words)

One hundred and eight Nascent Souls

Although each Yuanying is only in the early stage and it is not too difficult to deal with them by myself, but if there are too many ants, they can kill an elephant. It is difficult to handle this number even by myself!

Just when Luo Wusheng's scalp was tingling, he found that the pile of clay dolls that jumped out of the ground in front of him seemed to be stuck.

Then their aura, which had risen to the Nascent Soul level, began to drop continuously, and directly fell to the level of Golden Core Perfection.

The pressure on his body suddenly eased, but Luo Wusheng felt confused.

What happened again

"Their cultivation level is determined by their opponent... This place is probably the trial place set up by the Sword Emperor in this secret realm."

Hearing Ling Shuangxue's voice, Luo Wusheng, who was no longer under pressure, quickly turned his gaze to his wife.

It was very rare that the Sword Pavilion's leader had a blush on her pretty face at this moment, and a subtle sense of shame was fully displayed on her curvaceous body, causing Luo Wusheng, her Taoist partner, to swallow his saliva and his lips to become a little dry.

That embarrassing look made him want to taste it right now.

However, he also noticed the complex and strange look Ling Shuangxue was giving him.

He quickly understood what that look meant.

(So… these clay dolls are stuck with a bug? They finally confirmed that my cultivation level is at the level of Golden Core Perfection, so the aura dropped again?)

So what did my wife Frost and Snow face before

One hundred and eight middle stage Nascent Souls

When he thought of this possibility, Luo Wusheng shuddered, but took a step forward, and in a flash he appeared next to the beautiful figure that was hung up.

He ignored the large number of clay dolls that almost filled the entire hall. He raised his right arm and a purple lightning flashed out.

Wherever the lightning passed, the sword energy thrown out by the clay dolls was completely annihilated, and the clay dolls that were close were directly split into pieces, leaving only the black stone sword falling to the ground.

He had to obey the one hundred and eight clay dolls in the early stage of Yuanying, but he could punch the one hundred and eight clay dolls in the perfect stage of Jindan at will.

The lightning from the heavenly tribulation formed a circle of land, blocking all the sword energy that was aimed at it.

The human-shaped clay dolls were rooted in the ground and unable to move. They seemed to have no intelligence, but they were still swinging their swords non-stop, as if they were fighting to the death.

"The place of trial?"

Only after confirming that the group of clay dolls that had scared him no longer posed a threat did Luo Wusheng ask.

His eyes met with his wife's, and he looked as if he really wanted to know the details.

Ling Shuangxue, with a red face, was silent for a moment, but she bit her red lips before speaking.

"These clay figures will come into being as soon as they step into this place... I have fought with them several times, and every time when I was in trouble and showed signs of defeat, they would stop, and the clay figures would disappear, leaving only the long swords on the ground."

Ling Shuangxue said this, looking away somewhat unnaturally: "Because it is a trial, it will not harm my life. It will adjust your strength according to your cultivation... Correspondingly, there will be rewards and punishments according to the level you pass..."

Looking at his wife's current state, Luo Wusheng felt that the "punishment" seemed self-evident.

"Let's not talk about this for now... Help me..."

Ling Shuangxue's shame finally reached its limit.

After Luo Wusheng left, she had imagined countless scenes of reuniting with her Taoist partner.

Either way, it should have been a pretty nice scene.

But she had never imagined that it would be like this... Having her beloved man see her in such a shameful state, hanging upside down, almost made her feel extremely ashamed and angry.

As a role model of a good husband, Luo Wusheng would naturally not refuse his wife's request.

Well, he considerately took over the job of holding down his wife’s skirt.

"… "

Feeling a large hand pressing the hem of her skirt against her thigh and kneading it gently, the Frost Fairy's pink fist immediately became hard.

This feeling was naturally conveyed to Luo Wusheng.

Luo Wusheng, who was playing a trick on himself, immediately shrank his head, touched his wife's round and plump thighs twice, and then stopped his suicidal behavior in time.

Then he moved his eyes upwards, intending to see what the water flow was like.

However, before he could move, the water flow took the initiative to release the restraint on Ling Shuangxue's feet.

"Um?"

Luo Wusheng caught his wife in time with a princess hug, who was out of the upside-down state. He looked at the water flowing back into the pool above, a little dazed.

Teacher Newton’s coffin lid really has no face in the world of cultivation... No, why did it go back

(Could it be that he was frightened by my domineering aura?)

Ling Shuangxue, who was held in his arms, was also a little dazed.

Did he blame his Taoist partner wrongly? Was he actually trying to get out of his predicament just now

But soon, Ling Shuangxue understood something.

"Put me down and stand back."

Her voice sounded somewhat anxious, but she turned her head away, not looking at Luo Wusheng, revealing only her slightly red ears: "... After the trial fails, the pool of water above will bind the trial-taker for about half an hour like it did just now, and then release the restraint to start the next round of trial."

After hearing what his wife said, Luo Wusheng was a little slow to react.

But he soon understood the meaning of these words.

Looking at the clay dolls around him that had been destroyed by his thunder and seeing the earth bulging again, while the momentum of the clay dolls outside that had not been destroyed suddenly rose, advancing all the way to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, Luo Wusheng fell into deep thought.

pill.

… …

Facts have proved that the combined efforts of one hundred and eight middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivators are truly powerful.

At least one newly formed couple couldn't stand it.

Luo Wusheng recalled the violence that crushed him with both quantity and quality, and felt a little sad for a moment.

(It seems that the trial ground is indeed a new map opened after the Sword Emperor Broken Sword swallowed a lot of good things this time and contacted me for enhancement... The Sword Emperor actually left such things behind, he is worthy of being a big boss in ancient times...)

But if possible, I still hope that Jian Di can understand the meaning of the word trial.

One hundred and eight clay dolls of the same realm, although they cannot move and have only one means of attack, aren’t their strength a bit too strong

Are all the trials in your family in hell mode? Or were all the monks in ancient times so fierce

Luo Wusheng muttered to himself.

After being brutally beaten by a large number of clay dolls in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, he faced the resentful gaze of his wife and learned from her what had happened in the secret realm during his absence.

I also took a good look at the third map that was released and confirmed the reason for the change...

Hanging upside down with his wife.

"So... since you can just go back here, why didn't you do it earlier?"

Ling Shuangxue looked at the familiar bathing space in front of her and spoke to the young man beside her in a somewhat unpleasant tone.

Sure enough, he must be very happy to see himself being hung, right

The fist began to harden again.

"I just noticed this permission..."

Luo Wusheng scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

If he had known that he could just overturn the table and change the map, he wouldn't have had to fight to the death with a bunch of people in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage.

When you can’t win, you have to skip classes.

Without using his trump card, he almost suffered from mental exhaustion just from dodging the dense sword energy. He finally defeated a clay doll, but because he couldn't catch his breath, he was attacked from another direction and was instantly defeated.

(Having said that, the permission to change maps actually existed before, but the bathhouse smelled so good back then that people didn’t want to change back to the original map of the main hall…)

Putting this matter in the bottom of his heart, Luo Wusheng coughed lightly to cover up his guilty conscience: "Well, in fact, the gains from such a trial are not small, and the punishment is not difficult to bear..."

However, Ling Shuangxue just looked at him quietly.

"Uh... Madam, you are a fairy, absolutely stunning, even in that posture just now, it's still..."

"You still say that!"

Facing his wife who raised her fist, blushed on her face and had shame and anger in her eyes, Luo Wusheng felt as if he had said something wrong, and quickly lowered his eyes and shrank back.

However, he could feel that no matter how he retreated, Ling Shuangxue's body was still getting closer and closer.