Fairy Yue Qingya

"Really?" Liu Meng let go of Xiao Qiao and ran towards the wooden house, shouting, "Let me see if the little scoundrel is hiding in there!"

Liu Meng ran into the wooden house quickly. In less than a minute, she ran out again and returned to Qiao Xiaoqiao, looking a little unhappy: "Xiaoqiao, there is no one in there, and the little bad guy is not in there either. Where is he?"

"Sister Meng, don't be anxious. Of course your husband is not in there." Qiao Xiaoqiao was a little helpless. Usually, Sister Meng seemed to care nothing and just went out to play. But now that her husband was really missing, Sister Meng was more anxious than anyone else.

"Xiao Qiao, who are we looking for now?" Liu Meng still didn't know the details. "Aren't we looking for the little bad guy?"

"Sister Meng, we are going to find our husbands, but before that, we need to find another person first. We are going to the mountain to find that person." Qiao Xiaoqiao explained softly.

Liu Meng was still a little confused: "Xiao Qiao, who is that person?"

"Sister Meng, you will know soon." Qiao Xiaoqiao did not say it directly, and then changed the subject, "Sister Meng, please do me a favor and tear down this wooden house first."

"Ah?" Liu Meng was even more puzzled. "Xiao Qiao, why do you want to tear it down? Wasn't this wooden house built by the little rascal? Besides, I think this wooden house is pretty!"

Qiao Xiaoqiao was a little helpless for a moment: "Sister Meng, do you want to find a husband?"

"Yeah, I can't sleep without the little rascal here." Liu Meng nodded.

"Sister Meng, if you want to find a husband quickly, you have to listen to me before you find him, do you understand?" Qiao Xiaoqiao had no choice but to convince Liu Meng in this way.

Sure enough, Liu Meng nodded immediately: "Okay, Xiao Qiao, as long as we can find the little bad guy, I will listen to you!"

"Sister Meng, then you should tear down the wooden house first." Qiao Xiaoqiao said.

This time, Liu Meng didn't ask why, and immediately ran to tear down the wooden house. After tearing it down, she pointed at a tree and asked, "Xiao Qiao, do you want to pull up this tree too?"

Although this tree is part of the wooden house, it grows naturally on the mountain, so Liu Meng asked this question.

"Sister Meng, do you know if there are other people nearby?" Qiao Xiaoqiao asked at this time.

"No, it's just the two of us." Liu Meng shook his head, "Don't worry, no one is following us."

Qiao Xiaoqiao looked around, took a deep breath, and then slowly said: "Sister Meng, use all your strength to kick this tree."

Although this request was a bit strange, Liu Meng did not ask the reason this time. He raised his foot and kicked the tree hard.

This tree is actually not very big, and the trunk is not thick either. Under normal circumstances, with Liu Meng's skills, the tree would definitely be broken by such a kick. However, after Liu Meng kicked it, she began to feel that there was something wrong with the tree, because not only was the tree not broken by her kick, it didn't even shake!

"Hey, that's strange, why doesn't the tree react at all?" Liu Meng was a little confused and moved her pretty face closer to the tree, as if she wanted to take a closer look at the tree. She had begun to suspect that this was not an ordinary tree.

But she looked at it carefully for a long time and couldn't find any difference in this tree. It looked like a very ordinary tree.

"Xiao Qiao, should I still kick this tree?" Liu Meng couldn't help asking. But just as she finished speaking, she suddenly cried out, "Ah, why is the tree gone?"

Liu Meng looked around and cried out again, "Ah, this is so strange, Xiao Qiao, where are we? This mountain seems to have become much higher, and the surroundings are so different!"

"Sister Meng, this is what Qingfeng Mountain really looks like." Qiao Xiaoqiao looked up. Qingfeng Mountain, which was originally only more than a thousand meters high, suddenly seemed several times higher. At first glance, it reached the sky, and the top of the mountain was shrouded in clouds and mist. It seemed that the top of the mountain could not be seen at all. Above, it was no longer lush green, and withered yellow leaves could be seen everywhere. The name Qingfeng Mountain had obviously become a misnomer.

Before, they seemed to have reached the mountainside, but now, they seemed to be still at the foot of the mountain. However, in front of them, there was a wide road leading up the mountain.

"Xiao Qiao, do we still need to go up?" Liu Meng asked again.

Qiao Xiaoqiao was about to speak when suddenly, a heavenly voice came from midair: "Xiaoqiao, what happened?"

Before the voice fell, Liu Meng saw a white shadow flash, and a woman in a white robe appeared in her sight. When Liu Meng saw this woman in white robe, she couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and the whole person seemed to be attracted by this woman in white robe.

Liu Meng always thought that she was the most beautiful witch Mengmeng. However, the appearance of the woman in white robe made her feel a little ashamed. She wanted to cry for a moment. Why is there someone in the world who is more beautiful than her, the witch Mengmeng?

Twenty years ago, Liu Meng was not a good student. After a good night's sleep, she also forgot a lot of words, so she found that she didn't know how to describe this woman in white robe. She thought about it and finally could only come up with two words: perfect.

That's right, it's perfection. The most appropriate description for this woman in white is perfection. No matter her eyes as bright as stars, her skin without a trace of blemish, or her curvaceous figure, they can only be described as perfect. And what makes Liu Meng feel a little inferior is that the special temperament of this woman in white makes her unconsciously feel that this woman in white is a fairy in the sky, and she, the witch Mengmeng, is just a mortal witch after all.

"Sister Yue, my husband, he might have been in trouble." Seeing the woman in white, Qiao Xiaoqiao's eyes reddened slightly. In the past few days, she had been acting very calm in front of others because she knew she had to, otherwise others might get confused. But now, she didn't need to pretend to be calm anymore because she met the person who could really make the decision, her husband's favorite fairy sister, Yue Qingya.

"Did that little pervert get into trouble?" The white-robed woman, Yue Qingya, had a hint of surprise on her beautiful face, and then she shook her head, "Xiao Qiao, don't worry, he should be fine. If he really has something wrong, I can feel it."

After a brief pause, Yue Qingya reached out and grabbed Qiao Xiaoqiao, and her other hand quickly rested on Liu Meng. Then, Liu Meng found herself flying towards the mountain at a very fast speed. For a moment, Liu Meng wanted to cry again. Why was this fairy not only more beautiful than her, but also better at martial arts than her?

"Xiao Qiao, let's go up first, and then you tell me what happened later." Yue Qingya's voice reached Liu Meng's ears at this time, and from beginning to end, Yue Qingya did not ask who Liu Meng was.

Xiangxue Lake No. 1 Villa District.

After a trip to the supermarket, Xia Tian and Ning Jie returned to their new home, and then Ning Jie showed Xia Tian her cooking skills. Unfortunately, her cooking skills were not that good, which made Xia Tian miss Mu Han again. When it comes to cooking skills, his blonde wife is the best.

Of course, Ning Jie's cooking skills are not the worst, at least compared with Leng Bingbing, Ning Jie's cooking skills are pretty good. The dishes cooked by Leng Bingbing are simply hard to swallow, and although Ning Jie's dishes are not very delicious, they are not that bad either. At least Ning Jie herself can eat it, unlike Leng Bingbing who can't eat the dishes she cooks at all.

Xia Tian did eat the meal. He could even eat Leng Bingbing's disgusting food, so he would have no problem eating the lunch made by Ning Jie. However, this meal not only reminded him of Mu Han, but also Leng Bingbing. This made him more eager to meet them immediately. However, to meet them, he had to deal with Song Yumei. To deal with Song Yumei, Xia Tian had to fully recover his skills first.

So after lunch, Xia Tian went to the bedroom on the second floor, and then began to fight the Yin Fire again. However, although Xia Tian was eager to absorb all the Yin Fire in his body, he spent an entire afternoon and only absorbed a very small part of it. He found that at this rate, even if he spent all his time every day absorbing Yin Fire, it would take at least nearly a month.

"Song Yumei, you dead woman, you made me not see my wife for a month. From now on, I will lock you up in a small dark room and you can't see anyone else for at least a month." Xia Tian muttered to himself. The longer he stayed in this place, the more he wanted to torture Song Yumei.

"Should we go out for dinner tonight or eat at home?" Ning Jie asked at this time. She didn't really want to go out, but she also knew that her cooking skills were ordinary, so she asked Xia Tian for his opinion.

"Let's eat at home." Xia Tian said after thinking for a while. He felt that it would be better not to go out often. After all, he was still hiding from that dead woman Song Yumei. If he was discovered by others and then heard by Song Yumei, he would be in trouble.

Before summer, he thought that no one here would know him, but at noon, he actually met that idiot Chi Renfeng. Although Chi Renfeng is dead now, there is no guarantee that there are no other people here who know him. For the safety of his wives, he should stay at home for a while longer.

"Well, I'll go cook first, you can watch TV." Ning Jie decided to be a good wife. Although she found that she didn't have much talent to be a virtuous wife, she should at least try, right?

Ning Jie got up and walked towards the kitchen, but at this moment, the doorbell rang. Ning Jie couldn't help but frown slightly, then walked to the door of the living room, looked at the display screen of the video access control system, and her brows immediately frowned even more tightly.