Quick Wear: Thanks to me, you non-humans have successors!

Lu Wanyue was meditating and practicing in the bamboo house, and had no idea that guests would be visiting the top of the mountain overnight.

At daybreak, Que Qiu, exhausted from all the travel, finally found the top of Lu Wanyue Mountain.

The barren hilltop was in sight, even the only tree was bare without a single leaf, and there was a bamboo rocking chair next to it.

There is only a small bamboo house in front of me, surrounded by a circle of vegetable gardens, full of spiritual energy.

As a casual cultivator, I am simply poor—no! Too simple!

Que Qiu felt inexplicably distressed and was about to approach the bamboo house.

Suddenly! The Taixu Sword was unsheathed, its edge exposed, its momentum fierce, the sword energy revealed the murderous intent, and it directly locked onto Que Qiu's vital point!

Que Qiu quickly turned his wrist, pinched a red line, and shot it out smoothly with no weakening in momentum.

The red line like an iron needle collided with the blade of Taixu Sword, and Taixu Sword retreated a distance in the air with a sound of struggle.

The red line was directly bounced off and settled into the grass.

"Taixu Taixu! Stop fighting! This is the master's Taoist companion!" The Qingluan Sword flew out quickly, blocking the Taixu Sword, and hurriedly stopped it.

"The child's father?" The Taixu sword staggered suspiciously in the air for a moment, and immediately retracted its edge.

"Ah? Not from a wild man?" Qingluan asked in surprise.

Que Qiu stood there in a daze, his thoughts had never been so clear before, his voice was a little distorted: "Me? The child's father?"

The two swords hung in the air and no one spoke for a moment.

"Is Wanyue in there?" A thought flashed through Que Qiu's mind, and he urgently needed confirmation.

"The master is meditating and practicing in the bamboo house." Qingluan floated around Que Qiu in a gossiping manner.

Que Qiu suppressed his anxiety and waited outside the bamboo house with restraint.

"Qingluan? You just said that the child's father, Wanyue, is pregnant?" Que Qiu pursed his lips lightly and asked with difficulty while clenching his hands.

He needed to put his hand on Wanyue's belly to detect the blood vessels, and it was impossible to know at all because the distance was too far.

At this moment, Que Qiu was particularly glad that he came. He didn't dare to think about how long it would take for Wan Yue to find out if he left her in seclusion on the mountain!

"I don't know, Taixu said so." Qingluan had been angry and pretending to be dead those days, so how could he pay attention to these things?

"It's true. I noticed it when I drew my sword." Taixu said in a deep voice.

Que Qiu's breathing was trembling, his eyes were slightly red, and his gaze was fixed on the void as if he was reminiscing, and he was stunned for a long time.

I can’t believe that Que Qiu can actually have a child!

Women who dress up as someone else for so long almost lose their own gender.

From Wan Yue to the children, they all seemed to remind him that there was a home waiting for him, and it was time to end all grudges as soon as possible and return to himself.

When Que Qiu thought that Wan Yue had actually given birth to his child, his heart felt inexplicably hot, like eating a roasted sweet potato in the cold winter, the warmth going straight to his heart.

A tear oozed out of the corner of Que Qiu Fox's eye, which emitted an extremely amazing light. Her face was like a peach blossom, so beautiful that it was shocking!

After Lu Wanyue finished meditating and walked out of the bamboo house, she saw this scene.

Under the bleak and bare tree, Que Qiu was wearing a dazzling red dress, with red eyes and a charming look. She stared at him closely, and the emotions in her eyes seemed to be about to overflow.

Lu Wanyue didn't know why, but was abruptly burned by the emotion. She turned her head slightly, not daring to look directly at him, "Que Qiu? Why are you here?"

Que Qiu didn't say anything, walked in slowly, went forward and hugged the person in his arms, tears fell from the corners of his eyes and dropped into the crook of his neck when he lowered his head.

Lu Wanyue's body trembled. She was overwhelmed by the tears and the skin on her neck seemed to be wet.

After a long moment, she reached out and hugged back.

"Wanyue, I miss you so much." Que Qiu whispered in the fox's ear, his eyes full of grievance, and his arms became tighter and tighter, as if he wanted to embed the person into his body.

Lu Wanyue suddenly thought of something and looked up. Not missing a single expression from Que Qiu, she asked seriously, "Did you do this? You must be dreaming."

The feeling of grievance and longing was suddenly cut off, and Que Qiu's expression was blank and he seemed a little dazed.

"Tsk! Stop talking! It's you!" Lu Wanyue said angrily, struggling to break free from the embrace.

Thinking about her innocent life, I almost doubt if I am sexually unsatisfied!

He is really good!

"I just missed you and was afraid that you would forget about me." Que Qiu lowered his head and kissed her forehead, and would not let go no matter how she struggled.

Lu Wanyue paused in her struggling.

How did he know?

She did have this idea, otherwise why would she refuse when Que Qiu invited her to visit the Hehuan Sect.

Thinking of this, Lu Wanyue felt inexplicably guilty and silently let Que Qiu hold her.

"Has Yueyue really thought of forgetting about me?" Que Qiu looked at Lu Wanyue's expression and didn't understand something, so he accused her in disbelief.

"No." Lu Wanyue refused to admit it.

Even if I want to throw it away, I can't?

Not to mention what's in my stomach, I'll be having that dream as soon as I fall asleep and I won't forget it for a while!

Que Qiu didn't believe it, but there was no need to keep dwelling on it. He knew clearly that Yueyue didn't love him, and might just have a faint crush on him.

But it doesn’t matter, Yueyue is willing to bear a child for him, and his love is enough.

Que Qiu rested his chin on the top of Lu Wanyue's head and sighed, feeling particularly happy.

"You come to me, but you don't care about such a big sect like Hehuan Sect?" Lu Wanyue teased.

"Someone is taking care of the sect. I told others that I was in seclusion." Que Qiu explained in a gentle voice.

"Yueyue, can I touch him?" Que Qiu asked cautiously.

"Who are you touching?" Lu Wanyue was confused.

Is there anyone else?

"Child." Que Qiu lowered his eyes and looked at Lu Wanyue's flat belly with difficulty.

"What child? No child?" Lu Wanyue denied it swiftly.

God damn! How did you know?

Que Qiu was stunned for a moment, then his fox eyes narrowed and he grabbed Lu Wanyue's wrist, "You don't want me to know? Why?"

"Really not! Look at my belly, it's so flat!" Lu Wanyue patted her belly to signal, but Que Qiu stopped her with his hand.

"Don't take pictures randomly, be gentle." Que Qiu looked at Lu Wanyue's expression and actions and felt puzzled.

Didn't she know she was pregnant?

is it possible?

The natal sword knows it all!

Que Qiu's expression was gloomy. He carried the liar horizontally into the bamboo house and gently placed him on the couch.

"What are you doing?" Lu Wanyue didn't dare to struggle and grabbed Que Qiu's clothes tightly.

"Check if Yueyue is lying."

After Que Qiu finished speaking, he stepped forward, revealing the characteristics of a succubus. The black devil horns pressed against his forehead, and the pointed triangular tail dangled out from his red skirt, shaking happily.

She peeled off her dress piece by piece like petals falling off, revealing her flat belly, which was soft and white, without any trace of the curve of pregnancy.

Que Qiu lowered his head slowly, rested his forehead against the soft belly, closed his eyes and felt it quietly.

As if he sensed something, the corners of his mouth curled up in pleasure, and his tightly closed brows were filled with a hint of joy.

Lu Wanyue watched his actions nervously and held her breath.

The next second, Que Qiu opened his fox eyes, stood up and kissed Lu Wanyue on the cheek, like drizzle touching the cheek, so gentle.

"Breathe, little liar." Que Qiu did not do anything out of the ordinary and restrainedly put the dress back on her.

"How do you know?" Lu Wanyue lowered her eyes guiltily, looking at the man who was carefully dressing her and asked in confusion.

"Taixu told me." After putting on her dress again, Que Qiu couldn't help but stepped forward and bit her soft lips, grinding and absorbing them repeatedly, his love seemed to overflow.

Lu Wanyue was suddenly attacked and her eyes widened in surprise. Before she could react, the other party had already bullied her lips and stood up.

Taixu traitor!

He's usually a quiet and honest person, but I didn't expect that he would be the first one to backstab me!

Lu Wanyue thought angrily as she rubbed her slightly numb and tingling lips.

"You're living too miserably alone, Yueyue, come with me to the Hehuan Sect." Que Qiu coaxed.

"No! I will stay on the top of the mountain! Until I die!" As if the memory of being imprisoned in the Hehuan Sect in the illusory world of Taixu was still vivid in her mind, Lu Wanyue refused bluntly.

Que Qiu was speechless. He stopped trying to lure people to the Hehuan Sect and decided to find another way. "I am going to resign from the position of the leader of the Hehuan Sect. From now on, there will only be one cultivator named Que Qiu. Yueyue must take me in."

"You...are willing to do that?" Lu Wanyue's eyes widened.

Think about it, the other party disguised himself as a woman for hundreds of years before he became the leader of the Hehuan Sect. Would he be willing to give up everything and return to his male identity?

"Why can't you bear to let go? It was just for revenge at the beginning." Que Qiu caressed Lu Wanyue's cheek affectionately and said deeply.

Que Qiu's mother was also a succubus. She was abducted by Elder Zhuang He of the Wuji Sect and used as a cultivation cauldron. Her cultivation was drained away and she died, then thrown into a mass grave.

Que Qiu was a posthumous child and almost died in the womb. Fortunately, he met an old coroner who was disposing of corpses.

Perhaps it was not his destiny, and after he was released, he was taken in by an old coroner. However, the old coroner was a human being and had a short lifespan.

After the old coroner committed suicide, Que Qiu, who was young and helpless, and had a beautiful and seductive look, was sold as a girl to the Mingyue House run by the Hehuan Sect to learn dancing and perform on stage.

He climbed up step by step from being a dancer, avoiding all the dirty hands reaching out to him, and finally climbed to the position of the leader of the Hehuan Sect.

"What? Such a person can actually become the elder of Wuji Sect! Why doesn't he just die?" Lu Wanyue listened to Que Qiu telling about his past experiences. She felt distressed and angry, and her eyes turned red.

A trace of helplessness flashed across Que Qiu's fox eyes. He just wanted to show weakness but he didn't expect to make the other person cry. He stretched out his fingertips painted with bright red nail polish and gently wiped away the tears hanging on his eyelashes.

The succubus are born with the memory inheritance of their parents.

The first thing he did after becoming the leader of the Hehuan Sect was to slowly infiltrate the Wuji Sect and sideline Zhuang He bit by bit!

Slowly expose Zhuang He's ugly face and make him the target of public criticism!

An ugly person can suddenly disappear without attracting any attention.

The plan is proceeding successfully step by step, and Zhuang He should now be in the hands of a group of demons.

Don’t you like furnace?

Then just enjoy the feeling of being a furnace cauldron and being sucked dry.

But there is no need to tell Yueyue about this, for fear of dirtying Yueyue's ears.

"Don't be angry, evil will be punished, Zhuang He is already dead." Que Qiu restrained his cruelty, lowered his head and pecked her eyelids tremblingly.

He personally confirmed Zhuang He's death and crushed his bones to dust!

"That's good. God still has eyes." Lu Wanyue walked forward with heartache and took the initiative to hug Que Qiu's thin body in response.

Que Qiu laughed in silence, indulging in the other party's active kiss.

"Then you should take good care of your own affairs. I'll wait for you on the top of the mountain." Lu Wanyue was not pretentious. She just liked him because he liked her.

"Okay, wait for me obediently." Que Qiu said that he would leave and wait, but he didn't want to leave at all.

But, leaving is for a longer meeting.

Que Qiu was afraid that he would not be able to stay, so he left the mountain that day.

Before leaving, Que Qiu held Lu Wanyue's hand and told her earnestly: "Yueyue must sleep every day, understand?"

Lu Wanyue's face suddenly turned strange, and her ears turned red. "Are you going to make me have those dreams again?"

"It's not a dream, it's the secret technique of our succubus clan. We can create dreams for people and absorb their essence in the dreams. But I can't do it. The journey is long, and I miss Yueyue so much that I can only relieve the pain of missing her in a dream." Que Qiu explained seriously.

After explaining, Que Qiu repeatedly advised her not to forget to sleep.

Lu Wanyue sent the person away with a frown on his face.

After seeing Que Qiu off, Lu Wanyue felt a little uncomfortable looking at the suddenly bare trees, so she pulled out a towering tree from the foot of the mountain and transplanted it to the top of the mountain.

Continue to lie on the bamboo rocking chair, living a leisurely life of basking in the sun and fishing every day.

Until night fell, Lu Wanyue plucked the petals of a wild flower and chanted: "Sleep, no sleep, sleep, no sleep...no sleep, sleep!"

Lu Wanyue looked as if she was facing a great enemy. She took out another wild flower and started plucking the petals.

"......sleep!"

After a long time, Lu Wanyue lay on the couch, with her hands folded on her abdomen, and fell asleep peacefully.

I fell into a dream in an instant, and the scene changed. A magnificent building was brightly lit in the dark, as if it were daytime, and a plaque read: Minglefang!

Lu Wanyue immediately thought of Que Qiu’s experience and hurried into Minglefang.

On the stage, a red figure danced gracefully with enchanting and extremely seductive movements. Her red veil was half-covered, revealing a pair of familiar fox eyes.

Various whistling sounds were heard from the audience. From time to time, men would throw palace ribbons or jade belts onto the stage, and some even tried to catch the dancers on stage.

"This girl is so pretty! Are you here to listen to the music or watch the dance?" A seductive woman in revealing clothes waved a fan and greeted the guests with a smile. After a pause, she covered her mouth and whispered, "Or do you need to find a suitable partner for double cultivation? We at Minglefang can arrange it!"

Lu Wanyue could no longer hear any sound, and there was only Que Qiu in her eyes!

Standing on the high platform, dancing gracefully, this side of Que Qiu has never been seen before!

When Que Qiu turned around with the flowers in her hand and looked back, she seemed to be looking deeply at the audience.

The people in the audience were instantly boiling with excitement, and the booing was overwhelming.

Lu Wanyue was squeezed in the chaos, and the people on and off the stage looked at each other deeply, and then walked away.

She had never felt breathing so painful before, and she really wanted to rush onto the stage and hug the dancing Que Qiu!

The next second, Lu Wanyue flew onto the platform and couldn't wait to hug Que Qiu tightly!

"You are so scheming! Why do you have such a dream? You just want to make me feel sad, right?" Lu Wanyue buried her head in Que Qiu's chest and said sullenly, and hit Que Qiu's back hard with the hand she was hugging.

"What's wrong with making Yueyue feel distressed?" Que Qiu lifted her veil, the corners of her mouth curled up, her fox eyes particularly cunning.

Everyone in the audience disappeared, and only the two people hugging each other on the stage were left in Minglefang.

"Yueyue is so slow to come. It's already dark, but you still haven't come. I miss you as soon as I leave." Que Qiu complained aggrievedly.

Lu Wanyue didn't say anything. She was still counting petals at that time, struggling over whether to come or not.

"Can you come earlier next time? Otherwise I'll keep dancing here." Que Qiu lowered his head and pecked her cheek.

Good guy!

Soft threat, right?

Do you want her to feel distressed all the time?

Lu Wanyue thought angrily in her heart, but did not reject Que Qiu's closeness and silently agreed.