Chapter 47. Tear up the scumbag with your hands
"Fetus?" Ye Bailu laughed angrily, "To you, it is just a tonic, but to me, it is my child. You ghost cultivators are the most disgusting and sinister cultivators I have ever seen. For the sake of cultivation, even your own flesh and blood will be spared! Ruan Fu, I even doubt your purpose of approaching me. Maybe you just wanted to deceive a fetus spirit from the beginning. I don’t know how many women you have deceived. It’s my wife. Silly, I fell into your trap!"
The black-robed ghost cultivator named Ruan Fu shook his head and said: "Bai Lu, you are the only woman I have, and I really like you..."
"Stop saying such things to disgust me!" Ye Bailu drew his sword and stabbed.
The Qiuyue Sword was shining brightly, stabbing its vital parts with every move. Ruan Fu avoided it blindly, even holding his hands behind his back. He did not make a move to fight back, and said in his mouth: "Bailu, if you like children, let's have another one this time." I promise I won’t—”
Before he finished speaking, he was struck in the chest by the furious Ye Bailu with a sword. The Qiuyue Sword penetrated his body, but not a drop of blood was shed. Ruan Fu said in shock: "Do you really want my life?"
Ye Bailu also didn't expect that his sword with enough spiritual power would be so painless and painless to him, but he still gritted his teeth and said: "I wish you could die without a body! Avenge my child!"
"Why are you so cruel?" Ruan Fu held the Qiuyue Sword between his two fingers and pulled the sword out of his body little by little without any expression on his face.
Ye Bailu held the sword with both hands, but he couldn't regain the dominance.
"Ye Bailu, you make me so sad." The black-robed ghost cultivator chewed her name almost tenderly, and a spiritual calling flag appeared out of thin air behind him.
"Not good!" Chu Danfeng broke the window and entered.
Ye Bailu saw the dark soul rushing toward her with teeth and claws, the yin energy eroding the bones, but her natal sword was still in the opponent's hand, and she could not move at all. She did not expect that Ruan Fu's cultivation would be so shocking after not seeing each other for so many years. At this point, in the midst of despair, I suddenly heard a familiar Qingyue male voice, and I felt that I was being protected in his arms.
Chu Danfeng protected Ye Bailu with her left hand, and folded the fan with her right hand. The true energy gathered into a golden light that was like a substance, and scattered the souls flying toward her.
Ye Bailu said in shock: "Xiao Wu? Why are you here?"
"It's a long story!" Chu Danfeng said, while using his true energy, he flipped the folding fan to repel the remaining souls.
"You have some ability to hide from my sentry ghost servant. Who are you?" Ruan Fu looked at Chu Danfeng with an unkind look, and his eyes fell on his hand holding Ye Bailu. Before Chu Danfeng could answer, Hua Tingxuan and Huang Changtian also jumped in.
"Of course he is her closest relative." Hua Tingxuan protected Ye Bailu with his body, while quietly peeling Chu Danfeng's hand off, and his eyes fell on the amethyst vial on Ruan Fu's waist.
"A close relative?" Ruan Fu suddenly floated forward, and the black mist filled the deserted house. Chu Danfeng felt that everything around him had disappeared, and only Ruan Fu could be seen in the thick darkness.
Ruan Fu is actually a handsome man with handsome features, but his eyes are dark and his skin is as white as paper. His face is expressionless at the moment, and he looks narrow and sinister. He is a standard villain image.
"..." Chu Danfeng, "What are you going to do?"
"Oh, are you scared?"
Tsk, this man's words are as slippery as a poisonous snake, making people feel uncomfortable all over. Ghost cultivators are really annoying and strange!
"I heard that you are her closest relative. I would like to ask, how close are you?"
Chu Danfeng secretly mobilized his true energy, but found that he seemed to be soaked in thick glue and could not move at all. The next moment, he felt Ruan Fu pinching his face.
"Stop struggling. In order to practice the soul control technique, I even sucked up my daughter's essence. I even pissed off Bai Lu." His fingers slid down and slowly pinched Chu Danfeng's chin. "It's so handsome. If I were
Will she still like you after scratching your pretty face? Tsk, she still has a body like a cauldron. So she fell in love with your slutty body?"
"You are shameless!" Chu Danfeng said angrily, "You can scold me, but if you dare to slander my senior sister with one word again, I will beat you until your soul is knocked out!"
At the same time, on the damp floor tiles in the deserted house, Hua Tingxuan sat cross-legged, holding the unconscious Chu Danfeng in his arms. Ye Bailu's knuckles holding the sword turned white, and his eyes turned red: "Everyone
It was me who caused trouble for Xiaowu."
She has diagnosed Chu Danfeng's symptoms, which are 'soul separation', which is precisely due to Ruan Fu's soul control technique.
Huang Changtian couldn't help but comfort her: "Senior sister, don't worry, senior brother is already on the way and will be there soon. There will always be a way."
Ye Bailu shook his head: "I heard that the soul control technique has no solution at all. It only hurts the enemy a thousand times and damages oneself eight hundred. He is a lunatic. He would rather damage his own soul than harm Xiao Wu... not to mention time.
Don't wait for anyone, Xiao Wu's life or death is uncertain now. If you wait a moment longer, you will be in danger. This child has not liked to cause trouble since he was a child. Except for the change in temperament due to the shattering of the golden elixir... It took these two years to finally recover his true nature. Now he is back to his original self.
He risked his life for me, even though he knew he was no match for a ghost cultivator, he still did it for me..."
Ye Bailu cried while talking, Huang Changtian was also anxious, but Hua Tingxuan remained silent and secretly transmitted the message to Gui Yuelao.
Gui Yuelao: "Your Majesty, Ruan Fu's soul control skills have reached the advanced level, and I am not sure..."
Hua Tingxuan interrupted him: "What if I help you with my soul?"
Gui Yue said: "You can give it a try!"
The next moment, the thick fog in front of Chu Danfeng suddenly dissipated. It felt a bit familiar, like he was dreaming, or in other words, falling into a dream.
It was still the dream of Ye Bailu and Ruan Fu.
Chu Danfeng's perspective initially follows Ruan Fu. He is a fledgling ghost cultivator and an unknown soldier of Guixiao Villa. He comes to the human world to experience, and meets the young girl Ye Bailu by chance.
The young girl Ye Bailu was not as fierce and irritable as she was later. She was still a little girl who blushed easily. Her disciple sword was rarely unsheathed, but she preferred to save lives and heal the wounded.
"Actually, I originally wanted to join the sect of my twelfth master uncle Xiao Cangwu, but I did something stupid and accidentally removed the precious Bodhi Buddha flowers in his spiritual herb garden as weeds. Later I found out that those
The flower blooms only once every twenty years. Master Xiao was so distressed that he almost fainted. He swallowed a lot of Qingxin pills to restrain himself from killing me, hahahaha."
Ye Bailu's chatterbox seemed to be endless, while Ruan Fuze was always silent, but his eyes never left her. His too pale face only burst into smiles when he saw her.
This is probably Ruan Fu's memory. The pictures are messy and scattered, mostly fragmented passages.
In the Thunder Cloud Secret Realm, two teams of monks competed for the spiritual treasure. Ruan Fu blocked the magic pestle for Ye Bailu. The blunt instrument pierced his skin and flesh, and when it was pulled out, it opened a bloody hole. Ye Bailu pulled it out for the first time.
The sword kills.
Ye Bailu, who was stained with blood, tremblingly hugged the dying Ruan Fu, trying in vain to give him spiritual power. Ruan Fu just smiled: "Don't be afraid. To practice the ghost way, sooner or later you have to give up your body. Bai Lu, don't cry.
.”
Under the quiet starry sky, the two of them held hands. Ye Bailu quietly touched his belly and smiled sweetly: "Ah Fu, can we be together forever?"
"Of course," Ruan Fu also smiled, "I will do whatever it takes to stay with you for a long time."
In the thatched hut, the bloody smell of childbirth had not dissipated. Ye Bailu weakly struggled to get up and shouted in disbelief: "That's your child! How could you do it!"
Ruan Fu innocently said: "In order to stay with you for a long time, I will do whatever it takes. I am a ghost cultivator, and every day I live is against the will of heaven. She is my bloodline, and her soul is the most important thing to me."
Tonic..."
The style of the next clip is quite different, because it is no longer Ruan Fu's memory, but Chu Danfeng's childhood memories.
When five-year-old Chu Tuanzi was first given to Ye Bailu by her master, she was still depressed. Fortunately, Chu was very well-behaved, neither crying nor fussing, and rarely wet the bed.
There's nothing wrong with him except being a little greedy.
Later, Ye Bailu gradually accepted him and no longer felt sorry for himself or cried inexplicably. Instead, he focused his life on Chu Tuanzi.
Chu Tuanzi sprinkled sesame seeds on the bed because of his gluttony, and was spanked by Ye Bailu;
Chu Tuanzi quietly picked flowers to make her senior sister happy, and was rewarded with Ye Bailu's face-squeezing reward, along with a bowl of maltose;
Chu Tuanzi was forced to put on women's clothes mercilessly by her senior sister. She was so angry that her cheeks bulged into balls. The senior sister had to pay her a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake before reluctantly forgiving her.
Looking at these memory fragments, Chu Danfeng felt extremely embarrassed and just wanted to poke his own eyes. Another audience member was entranced.
Ruan Fu didn't understand what was wrong with his soul-controlling technique, and it actually played the two people's memories like a revolving door, but he was still fascinated by it.
That was the Ye Bailu he missed.
Thunder roared outside the window. Chu Tuanzi was wrapped in a small quilt and did not dare to fall asleep. Ye Bailu sat beside the bed and softly told him a story. As he was telling it, he suddenly stopped and looked at the thunderclouds in the sky, endlessly.
Said: "It was also a rainy night. He blocked my fatal injury and saved me with his life."
Chu Tuanzi raised his plump little face and asked: "Second Senior Sister, why did you make so many skirts? I am a boy, did you make a mistake?"
Ye Bailu rubbed his little head and said quietly after a long while: "That's not your skirt, it was made for... a little girl. If she were still around, she should be about the same age as you. Xiao Wu is so beautiful, she is almost the same as you."
Just like a little girl, just give it a try for senior sister, okay?"
Chu Tuanzi is very easy to talk to, and his macho baggage can be solved with just a piece of candy, which makes Ye Bailu get his wish every time.
After watching an unknown number of memory fragments, the surrounding barrier shook, the black mist reappeared, and then dissipated. Only then did Chu Danfeng see the face of ghost cultivator Ruan Fu again.
Both of them could feel that the illusion of the 'soul control technique' was crumbling, but Ruan Fu stopped being aggressive and allowed the illusion to slowly disappear.
He was far less ferocious than before. He sighed and said: "I misunderstood you. I didn't expect that a small thing would have such a big impact on her. Back then... it was thanks to you that I allowed her to come out. Since you called her senior sister,
I am your brother-in-law, and now I am the owner of Guixiao Villa. If you encounter any trouble in the future, you can report my name..."
"Shut up!" Chu Danfeng couldn't bear it anymore, "I saw clearly just now that you don't think of yourself as an odd number, but also as an even number, okay? How come you have the nerve to call yourself 'brother-in-law'? Don't be disgusted with my second senior sister!
The tiger's poison does not eat its seeds... Which of your eyes saw her coming out? Or do you ghost cultivators have to castrate your brain first if you want to practice this skill? According to my senior sister's temper, I have to skin you..."
But just before the illusion disappeared, Ruan Fu's voice even had a pleasant smile, "She won't. She was reluctant to kill me at the beginning, and she won't be able to kill me in the future. From your memory, I can see her weakness and helplessness.
Help, what is a little baby? He died right after birth and we never got along with each other. How can it compare to the friendship between us? She remembers that I risked my life to save her, but she still cares about me..."
Chu Danfeng was shocked by his self-confidence beyond ordinary people's imagination, and the illusion was shattered.
Waking up in Hua Tingxuan's arms, Chu Danfeng first saw surprise in Ye Bailu's eyes that were red from crying, but before she had time to come over and take his pulse, she was startled again.
Ruan Fu walked over slowly, took off his black robe, and revealed his pale and delicate face. He tried hard to recall his expression when they were together. He might not have smiled for a long time, and the corners of his lips were a little unnatural when he smiled. However, he looked at
Ye Bailu was stunned. Ye Bailu's eyes were still red and swollen. It is difficult for a monk to be invaded by time. Her appearance has not changed much over the years. She looked at Chu Chu pitifully, just like the little girl who cried for him back then.
This made Ruan Fu more confident and his smile became more natural. He thought: She must have recalled their good times.
But he saw Ye Bailu pull out the Qiuyue Sword again, with overwhelming killing intent, "You thief, you still have the nerve to smile! You just used the 'Soul Control Technique', this time you don't have the spiritual power to control my sword anymore."
Chapter completed!