After the transformation, I became the white moonlight of good and evil

In the evening, Concubine Yu changed back into a red silk gauze dress and returned to the cave.

After stepping through the magic circle, the cave was as bright as day under the illumination of the Moon Pearl. Yu Fei, who wanted to go back to her room directly, saw Wu Yingjie sitting in front of the stone table with an impatient look on his face when she entered the magic circle.

There is a brown wooden box on the table.

Judging from the way he put his hands on the stone table and tapped them continuously, he had obviously been waiting for a long time.

Feeling the fluctuations of the formation, he looked up and saw Yu Fei walking towards him. Only then did his frowned brows relax.

"came back."

Yu Fei responded softly, walked behind him consciously and massaged his shoulders.

Seeing this, Wu Yingjie relaxed, leaned back comfortably, and leaned on Yu Fei.

"Are you satisfied with the formation flag you made, Senior Sister Yue Lian?"

This time, Yu Fei learned from her past mistakes and immediately explained where she was going and what she was going to do. This performance made Wu Yingjie particularly satisfied, and he also let go of his past grudges.

"Senior sister is quite satisfied."

Yu Fei's slender fingers exerted great strength, which made Wu Yingjie feel that the fatigue from a day of hard training had dissipated a lot. Then he heard Yu Fei say, "To thank me, she specially gave me a hairpin."

"Ah."

Wu Yingjie, who was almost an adult, was obviously not interested in the hairpin that Yu Fei mentioned. He just wanted to find an excuse to give away the items on the table, but he didn't want to seem like he bought them specially for her.

If this concubine knew that she had gone to great lengths to be selected for him, it would only encourage her arrogance.

The two fell silent for a moment. Just as Wu Yingjie was about to speak, he heard Yu Fei open her mouth cautiously.

"Master, I have something else to tell you."

Seeing how cautious she was, Wu Yingjie became interested. He raised his hand to ask Yu Fei to stop what she was doing. He turned around and looked at the slightly embarrassed woman with interest.

"What's the matter?"

Yu Fei pursed her lips, as if considering how to speak. After a few breaths, she mustered up the courage to say, "Master, Senior Sister Yue Lian asked me to hand this item over to you."

As he spoke, he raised his hand, revealing the sound transmission talisman on his palm.

Transmission symbol?

He raised his eyes and glanced at Concubine Yu's face, glancing at the hairpin on her head, feeling a little amused. But his face darkened, and he frowned as he looked at the woman.

When Concubine Yu saw this, her pretty face turned pale and she quickly knelt down.

"Please forgive me, Master."

He looked down at the concubine whose body was trembling slightly, and after waiting for a moment, he said without emotion, "Get up, I don't want there to be a next time."

Then he used his spiritual energy to help Yu Fei up, grabbed the sound transmission talisman with his palm like a claw, and threw it into the storage bag.

Seeing that his concubine was still in shock, he became more and more satisfied with his own majesty. He raised his hand and placed it on the wooden box on the table, and gently pushed it towards Concubine Yu.

"I accidentally broke your spiritual harp during our last fight. This is my apology."

Seeing her look of disbelief, Wu Yingjie stood up, held the zither case and placed it in front of her, saying gently, "Take it."

Yu Fei looked at the zither box, then at the young man standing in front of her. Her eyes widened with astonishment.

"Master~"

Wu Yingjie's handsome face seemed to be free of dark clouds, and a warm smile appeared on it.

"This is what you deserve."

Hearing this, Yu Fei's eyes slightly reddened as she reached out to take it.

"See if you like it."

Yu Fei held the instrument case with one hand, snapped her fingers and opened it with a click, revealing a mahogany pipa inside.

Looking closely, Yu Fei's eyes showed an expression of surprise and were full of love.

Wu Yingjie introduced with a smile: "This pipa is called Acacia. It is made from the acacia tree, which gave birth to spirituality. Just a slight plucking of the strings can make people feel the pain of lovesickness."

"I bought it because it happened to be in perfect harmony with your zither music technique. I guess you are its destined owner."

Yu Fei ran her trembling fingertips across the mahogany pipa, revealing a warmth that was very different from the material it was made of, but when she tasted it carefully, she could sense a lingering sense of sorrow.

Acacia tree, red bean tree?

"do you like it?"

Hearing his clear and bright voice, Yu Fei was slightly moved. She looked up at him, and after meeting his fiery gaze, she quickly lowered her head and murmured in a low voice, "I like it."

Wu Yingjie felt his mouth dry for no reason when he saw her bowing her head in shame. He couldn't help but think of Yu Fei's beautiful red lips.

I tried hard to expel it, but it just wouldn't go away.

He took a step back, took a deep breath, and his voice became a little stiff: "As long as you like it."

Then he turned around and walked quickly into the room.

Seeing that he really left without looking back, Yu Fei slowly relaxed her stiff body.

This young man had just been using both kindness and force, but afterwards he seemed to be stimulated and couldn't help himself, as if he wanted to rub his lips against hers, or even taste the rouge on her lips.

Ha ha.

Yu Fei closed the zither case with a snap and even laughed at her own idea.

If this young man could do this, he would not be Wu Yingjie. It can also be said that it is fortunate that she has become the concubine of Wu Yingjie. If it were someone else, she would have lost her virginity and been at his mercy.

They may even have to live as women for their entire lives, taking care of their husbands, raising children, and supporting their elders.

Concubine Yu shuddered and returned to her room with the zither case without hesitation.

At this time, Wu Yingjie, wearing a white robe, was sitting cross-legged on the bed.

He tried hard to focus his mind, with his five hearts facing the sky, and mechanically chanted the magic formula he was practicing over and over again.

After an unknown amount of time, the voice changed from rapid to low and gentle, and when the last word was finished, the low hum in the slightly dark room dissipated, revealing a pair of bright eyes.

He slowly exhaled the foul air, as if to let go of the depressed feeling that had just arisen in his heart.

What's wrong with me.

Wu Yingjie raised his hand and looked at his white palm, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

It seems that ever since this concubine came, my mind is always full of random thoughts and I can't concentrate.

Could this be the inner demon that my father was talking about?

Inner demon, or emotional disaster?

What is love? What is love?

Wu Yingjie's eyes became more and more confused. He then realized that after so many years of hard practice, he still didn't understand the simplest word "love".

Could it be that this is something even more obscure and difficult to understand than the key points of immortal magic, so much so that no Taoist books have left any words about it from ancient times to the present?

He closed his eyes and thought about Concubine Yu agreeing to his request.

Soon, after the Demon Sect Ceremony, it will be time for me to take a concubine. Although I cannot take her essence, I can at least see through the word love.

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As the Demon Sect Ceremony draws closer, the sect has lost the liveliness of the small competition and has returned to its former quietness.

Cave, in the side room on the left.

Yu Fei was sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed. In front of her was a vague pale silver figure sitting opposite her, with eyes closed and five hearts facing the sky.

Looking closely at her figure, one could vaguely see the naked figure of Concubine Yu.

With each breath he took, his silvery-white body kept spinning as his consciousness dissipated, and it was obvious that he had not yet completely solidified.