After the abusive husband became enlightened, the fox demon master turned black

After Elder Tanwei jumped off the stage, he ran straight towards Biluo Sword.

Originally walking as fast as flying, the old man's steps suddenly faltered after seeing the broken Biluo Sword.

He held up the broken sword tremblingly, "Broken... broken... Why did it break?"

"It's you!" He turned around suddenly and stared at Sang Mo fiercely, "Where did you get that sword?!"

Sang Mo raised the corners of his lips in a playful manner, "In a martial arts competition, it is inevitable to destroy a few magic weapons. If the elder feels distressed, he should not have borrowed them in the first place."

Elder Tanwei was shaking with anger. Song Yu was not related to him, and he borrowed Song Yu's Zhenfeng Divine Sword just to slap Shen Yanqing in the face.

Unexpectedly, now that the sword is broken, how should he explain to the peak master?

Thinking of this, he looked at Sang Mo with even more resentment.

"Hand over your sword!"

Sang Mo looked innocent, "Huh? I didn't mean to break his sword. That sword is too overbearing. If I don't try my best, its sword energy will hurt my heart."

"Besides, I've never heard of anyone requiring the opponent to pay for magic weapons in a martial arts competition."

Elder Tanwei knew he was in the wrong, but since the Biluo Sword was destroyed, he couldn't think about it that much. He just hoped that the sword in Sang Mo's hand was also a divine sword, so that he could fill the gap.

Without saying a word, he started to grab it, "This sword of yours looks weird, I want to check it."

Sang Mo couldn't see his intention, so he immediately tightened his grip on the green sword and ran while shouting, "Oh! Elder Tanwei is going to steal the disciple's magic weapon!"

"Elder Tanwei is going to steal the disciple's magic weapon!"

Elder Tanwei did not expect that Sang Mo, a lady from a wealthy family, would yell like a shrew in the market.

He originally wanted to confiscate Sang Mo's magic weapon through inspection, and then return an identical fake to her.

At that time, even if Sang Mo found out that the magic weapon had been dropped, as long as he refused to admit it, he would only lose his reputation.

Now that Sang Mo has revealed this matter in public, no matter how thick-skinned he is, he feels embarrassed.

"Stop!" A majestic scolding sounded.

The two of them turned their heads and saw a burly man stepping into the ring angrily.

He was wearing the uniform of the peak master, with long eyebrows on his temples, and two piercing bull eyes staring at Elder Tanwei, "You are still doing such shameless things at such an old age, you are really embarrassing me!"

Elder Tanwei suddenly lost his momentum and lowered his head like a defeated rooster.

The big man took the broken Biluo Divine Sword and turned to look at Sang Mo, "Little girl, you are so powerful, you can even break the Divine Sword."

He said and looked at the Huiqing Sword in Sang Mo's hand, "The sword is also a good sword."

Sang Mo nodded slightly, "Thank you for the compliment, elder. I won't pay for the Biluo Sword."

The big man burst into laughter upon hearing this, "I won't ask you to pay compensation."

He said and looked at Elder Tanwei again, "Elder Tanwei borrowed the Zhenfeng Divine Sword privately, causing it to be destroyed, and he also behaved inappropriately in the arena. Today, as the master of Daisong Peak, I will abolish his position as elder and confine him. One year!”

As soon as he finished speaking, a disciple of Dai Songfeng came forward and took Elder Tanwei down.

The big man turned his gaze to Song Yu, who was standing aside blankly, "Boy, if you dare to lend me Dai Songfeng's peak-suppressing treasure, you should have the courage to pay for it and call your parents to see me as soon as possible!"

After he finished speaking, he walked out of the ring with two broken swords.

Sang Mo shrugged towards Song Yu and strode away.

In the evening at Changwuju, Shen Yanqing asked: "Why did you deliberately break the Biluo Sword?"

Sang Mo ground the tea leaves and raised his head when he heard this and said, "Because Elder Tanwei of Dai Songfeng scolded the master, I want to teach Dai Songfeng a lesson."

Shen Yanqing raised his eyebrows when he heard this, "What did he scold me for?"

"Second sister-in-law, he said you are second sister-in-law. Doesn't this mean that Master, you are an intersex person? That's too much."

After Sang Mo finished speaking, he raised his head to look at Shen Yanqing. Sure enough, he saw that his brows were furrowed and his eyes were heavy, obviously angry.

"Oh? What else did he say?"

Sang Mo shook his head, "No more."

"He is just jealous that Master has become the leader. He is also jealous that Master you are handsome!" Sang Mo pushed the roller hard, "If Master could find a master wife, he would not dare to say this."

Sang Mo suddenly felt blessed as he said this, "That's right! Master doesn't practice the ruthless Tao, so why don't you find a Taoist companion to practice with him!"

"I think Elder Yun Mo from Xian Shu Peak is pretty good! His little face is so tender that it almost makes him cry, and his cultivation level is high enough..." Sang Mo suddenly felt a chill on his back as he spoke.

She silently raised her head and found that Shen Yanqing was no longer in her original position.But there seemed to be something behind him... Sang Mo slowly lowered his head again, and sure enough he found that he was shrouded in a shadow.

She swallowed and turned her head carefully.

"Master... Master..."

Shen Yanqing was standing behind her. Seeing Sang Mo turn his head, he slowly knelt down and stared at her with a pair of sharp and charming red phoenix eyes, "Why don't you continue?"

"Elder Yunmo is very suitable for Master...well..."

Before she could say the second half of her words, Shen Yanqing rudely blocked her lips.

He held the back of Sang Mo's neck with his hands and gently rubbed her delicate skin with his fingers.

The aroma of Qinglie's tea filled his nose, throat and mouth. Sang Mo felt like fireworks were exploding in his head and his heartbeat was deafening.

Just as she was about to retreat, Shen Yanqing's other hand suddenly covered her waist and hugged her directly.

In a panic, Sang Mo nervously grabbed the skirt of his chest, forced to welcome his strength and gentleness.

He kissed her passionately, and the fragrance of tea from his mouth was all over her lips, ears, and neck, as if it was about to drown Sang Mo's heart.

Not only did Shen Yanqing's breath become heavier and heavier after a while, he restrainedly left Sang Mo's lips, "I don't believe those people didn't say that I took you as my disciple because I wanted to do evil to you."

Sang Mo's cheeks turned red, "Master is not that kind of person."

Shen Yanqing chuckled, "What kind of person am I not?"

"do you understand me?"

Sang Mo's head was dizzy and he nodded, "I think I know better than anyone else."

After all, she has been his apprentice for two lifetimes.

Shen Yanqing seemed to have heard something ridiculous and sneered, "Do you understand me?!"

"Then I want you to marry me now!"

Sang Mo pushed him away, "No."

Shen Yanqing sneered again, "You said you understand me, but you don't even know what I want."

Sang Mo was stunned. Did she really not know Shen Yanqing well enough?
But it was obviously not like this in my previous life.

It was she who seduced Shen Yanqing first, and Shen Yanqing fell in love with her later.

It gradually darkened.

The two of them fell into memories.

In the late autumn of that year, the cold dew had just passed, the bleak autumn rain continued to fall, the riverside was filled with mist, and the earth was damp and cold.

In the season when everything dies, Sang Mo follows a large team down the mountain to slay demons, and returns with a newly formed little fox demon.

The disciples wanted to lock up the demon until the Spring Festival and use it to sacrifice to their ancestors.

But the fox demon was let go in the middle of the night.

Sang Mo originally didn't care about this, but that night she passed by Shen Yanqing's bedroom and saw the lights inside, but a slender figure suddenly passed by the window.

She was stunned and called Shen Yanqing. Seeing that he didn't respond, she gently pushed open Shen Yanqing's door.

At a glance, she saw that the fox demon was weak and boneless, nestled in Shen Yanqing's arms with his eyes closed.

She was startled, and immediately raised her sword and stabbed at the fox demon.

Unexpectedly, Shen Yanqing suddenly opened his eyes, raised his palm and hit her.

Sang Mo didn't check for a moment and was beaten so much that he took two steps back and spit out a mouthful of blood.

She couldn't believe it, staring closely at the two figures clinging to each other.

Shen Yanqing also reacted and jumped up from the bed, wanting to step forward to check Sang Mo's injury.

But the little fox demon suddenly reached out and hugged his waist tightly, and in a weak and delicate voice, he cautiously shouted: "Brother Jiuwei, I'm afraid."

It took a long time for Sang Mo to react. She couldn't believe her ears, "She...she called you Brother Jiuwei...are you...a vixen?!"

(End of this chapter)