him on the thigh. This little pervert had just been talking about nine times tonight and now it seemed like he wanted someone else to do it for him after such a short time."Halt!" The police car sudd...Chapter 1018 Fairy of Mortals Yue Qingya Text

"Really" Liu Meng let go of Little Qiao and then ran towards the wooden house, shouting as she went, "I'll see if the little rascal is hiding inside!"

Liu Meng quickly ran into the wooden house. Less than a minute later, she came out from it and returned to Little Qiao's side with an unhappy expression. "Qiaoqiao, there’s no one in there! The little rascal isn’t in here either. Where could he be"

"Senior Sister Meng, don't worry. Of course, my husband is not inside." Qiao Xiaoqiao was a bit helpless. Although Senior Sister Meng usually seemed indifferent to everything and just went around playing all the time, now that her husband had really gone missing, she was more anxious than anyone else.

"Qiaoqiao, who exactly are we looking for" Liu Meng still wasn’t clear about the situation. "Are we not supposed to look for the little rascal"

"Senior Sister Meng, what we’re actually trying to find is my husband. But before finding him, there’s someone else whose whereabouts we need to ascertain first. That's why we went up the mountain—to search for that person," Qiao Xiaoqiao softly explained.

Liu Meng was still somewhat confused. "Qiaoqiao, who exactly is this person"

"Senior Sister Meng, you’ll find out soon enough." Instead of directly telling her, Qiao Xiaoqiao changed the subject and said, "Senior Sister Meng, could you help me first by taking down that wooden house"

"Ah" Liu Meng was even more puzzled, "Xiaoqiao, why do you want to tear it down This wooden house wasn’t built by the little rascal, right And I think this wooden house looks pretty nice!"

Qiao Xiaoqiao felt somewhat helpless for a moment: "Miss Meng, are you trying to find a husband"

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

"Miss Meng, if you want to find your husband quickly, before finding him, you need to listen to what I say, okay" Qiao Xiaoqiao had no choice but to try to persuade Miss Meng this way.

As expected, Liu Meng immediately nodded: "Alright, Xiaoqiao, as long as I can find the little rascal, I'll do whatever you say!"

"Miss Meng, then could you please take down that wooden house first" Qiao Xiaoqiao spoke.

This time, Liu Meng didn't ask for a reason and immediately went to tear down the wooden house. After finishing, she pointed at a tree and asked: "Xiaoqiao, do I need to pull this tree out too"

The tree was part of the wooden house, but it had grown naturally on the mountain, which is why Liu Meng asked.

"Sis Mo, do you know if there are any other people around here" Qiao Xiaoqiao asked at this moment.

"Nope, it's just us two," Liu Meng shook her head. "Don't worry, no one is following us."

Qiao Xiaoqiao glanced around and took a deep breath before slowly saying, "Sis Mo, use all your strength to kick this tree."

Although this request seemed strange, Liu Meng didn’t ask for the reason this time. She raised her leg and kicked the tree hard.

The tree wasn't particularly big or thick in trunk. Normally, with Liu Meng's strength, kicking it would definitely break it. However, after she kicked it, she began to feel that something was amiss about this tree because not only did her kick fail to break it, but the tree didn’t even sway!

"Eh, weird, why isn't there any reaction from the tree" Liu Meng was puzzled and brought her pretty face close to the tree as if wanting to look at it more closely. She started suspecting that this wasn't an ordinary tree.

But even after examining for quite a while, she couldn’t find anything unusual about the tree; it looked like just any regular tree.

"Xiaoqiao, do I need to kick the tree again" Liu Meng couldn’t help but ask. Just as she finished speaking, she suddenly exclaimed, "Oh no, where did the tree go!"

Upon glancing around, Liu Meng exclaimed again in a delicate voice: "Ah! How strange is this Little Qiao, where exactly are we The mountain looks much taller now. Why does everything seem so different"

"Miss Liu, this is the true appearance of Green Peak Mountain." Qiao Xiaqiao looked up and saw that what had previously appeared as a mountain about one thousand meters high suddenly seemed to have multiplied in height several times over. Looking straight ahead revealed a peak piercing through the clouds, with its summit shrouded by mist, making it impossible to see the very top. Furthermore, the once verdant scenery was now dotted with yellowed leaves everywhere, rendering the name 'Green Peak Mountain' quite inappropriate.

Before they had seemed to reach halfway up the mountain, but now it appeared as though they were still at its base. However, there lay an expansive trail leading upwards ahead of them.

"Little Qiao, do we have to go further up" Liu Meng asked again.

Just as Xiaqiao was about to respond, a voice that sounded like celestial music rang out from midair: "Xiaqiao, what’s happened"

The figure of a woman in white robes flashed past before Liu Meng could fully process the sound. A white-robed woman suddenly appeared within her line of sight. When Liu Meng saw this lady in white robes, she was momentarily stunned, completely captivated by her.

Even though she always believed herself to be the most beautiful witch named Dreamy, upon seeing this white-robed beauty, she felt a sense of inadequacy well up inside her for a moment. She almost wanted to cry; why did there still exist someone more stunning than Witch Dreamy

Twenty years later, Liu Meng no longer considered herself an exemplary student, and after sleeping for a while, she had forgotten many words. As such, when trying to describe the white-robed woman before her, she could only think of one word: perfect.

Indeed, the word 'perfect' aptly describes this white-robed woman. Her eyes as bright as stars, her flawless skin, and her graceful figure can only be described as perfect. What makes Liu Meng feel a bit inferior is the unique aura this lady exudes, making her feel like she's an immortal fairy, while Liu herself is just an earthbound demoness.

"Elder Sister Moon, my husband might have run into trouble," seeing this white-robed woman, Qiao Xiaoqiao’s eyes turned slightly red. In recent days, she had remained calm in front of others because she knew she needed to stay composed; otherwise, everyone else would panic too. But now, she didn’t need to pretend anymore since she was in the presence of someone who could actually help—her husband's most beloved Fairy Sister Moon, Qian Qingya.

"You mean that little lecher ran into trouble" A look of surprise appeared on the white-robed woman’s, or rather Qian Qingya’s, stunningly beautiful face before she shook her head. "Xiaoqiao, don’t worry; he should be fine. If something serious happened to him, I would know."

After a brief pause, Qian Qingya reached out and grabbed Xiaoqiao’s hand while also quickly touching Liu Meng’s body. Suddenly, Liu found herself flying upwards towards the mountain at an incredible speed. For a moment, she felt like crying again—why is this fairy not only more beautiful than her but also better in martial arts

"Xiaoqiao, let's go upstairs first. Later on, you can tell me what exactly happened," Qian Qingya’s voice reached Liu Meng’s ears at that moment. Throughout the process, Qian Qingya never asked who Liu was.

Scented Snow Lake No.1 villa district.

After a trip to the supermarket, Xia Tian and Ning Jie returned to their new home. Then, Ning Jie showed off her cooking skills to Xia Tian. Unfortunately, her culinary skills weren’t that great, which made Xia Tian feel nostalgic for Mu Han again—the golden-haired wife was definitely better at cooking.

Of course, Ning Jie’s cooking wasn't the worst either; compared to Leng Bingbing, Ning Jie's cuisine was still quite decent. The dishes Leng Bingbing prepared were barely edible, whereas Ning Jie’s weren’t very tasty but not entirely unpalatable—Ning could manage to eat her own food, unlike Leng who couldn’t even stomach what she herself made.

In the summer, he even ate some cold and unappetizing dishes. Eating Ning Jie's lunch would naturally be no problem. However, this meal not only reminded him of Mu Han but also Cold Ice. This made him more eager to see them sooner rather than later. Yet, to meet up with them, he first had to deal with Song Yumei. And to do that, Xia Tian needed to fully recover his strength.

As soon as lunch was over, Xia Tian went upstairs to the bedroom and began another battle against the yin fire within him. However, despite his urgent desire to absorb all of it, he could only manage a small part in the afternoon. He realized that at this rate, even if he spent every day absorbing yin fire, it would still take about a month.

"You damn woman Song Yumei, for making me not see my wife for a whole month, I'll keep you locked up in your room too and make sure you don’t meet anyone else at least for a month," Xia Tian muttered to himself. The longer he stayed here, the more he wanted to torture Song Yumei even crueler.

"Are we eating out tonight or at home" Ning Jie asked then. She didn't really want to go out but knew that her cooking wasn’t great, so she consulted Xia Tian's opinion.

“Let’s eat at home,” Xia Tian said after some thought. He felt it was better not to go out often since he still had to hide from the dead woman Song Yumei. If others found him and told her about this, that would cause trouble for them.

Originally, Xia Tian believed no one here knew who he was. But in the middle of the day, he encountered the fool Chi Renfeng. Although Chi Renfeng had died now, there might still be others who recognized him. For his wives' safety, it would be better for him to stay home a little longer.

"Okay then, I'll cook first. Why don't you watch some TV" Ning Jie decided to act like a good wife. Even though she didn’t have much talent for being a virtuous wife, at least she could try her best.

Ning Jie stood up and walked toward the kitchen but just then, the doorbell rang. She frowned slightly and went to the living room door. When she looked at the screen of the intercom system, her frown deepened further.iquan was still unsatisfied with his life. He began to think about ways to make money. Actually, he always felt that he had many ideas for making money; it's just that previously the financial power o...