Ye Xiaochuan is a kind-hearted person after all, or in other words, he is a man who cannot resist the temptation of a beautiful woman.
While he was feeding Wan Yan Wu Tears with a spoon, he was thinking that he was really a failure as a human being. He had lived for twenty-six years and always suffered in front of women.
He and Wanyan Wulei were originally in opposing camps. They were supposed to hurt each other when they met. This is how things developed. Last night, they were chased by this stinky woman all night long.
As a result, I risked a narrow escape early this morning and rescued her from the bloody maw of a thousand-year-old tree demon.
At night, I have to be this stinky woman's full-time personal nanny, feeding Wan Yan Wu Tears with food one spoon at a time.
If he had known this, he should not have saved her in the morning and let her be eaten by the tree demon. After returning, he could continue to put gold on his face and say that he killed her without tears. In the next thirty to fifty years,
The material for bragging is already there. It's not easy to brag about the soul-eating old demon for the rest of your life.
It's okay now, and you can eat the bitter fruit you dug yourself.
The reason why she looked so tearless was very good. She elaborated on three points and left Ye Xiaochuan speechless.
First, men have to take care of women. This is a matter of course.
Second, I can’t move my body now, so I’ll let you do whatever you want.
Third, since you are saving me from the tree demon, you have to be responsible to the end. If you can't save me and ignore me and watch me starve to death, wouldn't you save me in vain?
There was no way, the reason was too good. Ye Xiaochuan couldn't think of a reason to fight back for a while, so he could only feed her food one bite at a time.
After all, men are all cheap. Ye Xiaochuan is now twenty-six years old and is already a grown man who thinks about how to sleep with women all day long, so he is also a cheap man.
Good and evil, gods and demons are all additional values given by human beings themselves.
In the past few years, as his cultivation level increased and he practiced more and more magical techniques, Ye Xiaochuan felt more and more that what Situ Feng said was correct.
If a righteous person practices evil dharma, the evil dharma will also be righteous.
Evil people practice righteousness, and righteousness is also evil.
Whether it is a magic weapon or a true Dharma, there is actually no distinction between good and evil in itself. Only the human heart can distinguish between good and evil.
The moment Ye Xiaochuan came to save Wan Yan Wu Lei, he did not regard her as a peerless witch from the Demon Cult, but as a human being.
Wanyan without tears asked Ye Xiaochuan why he wanted to save her?
Ye Xiaochuan's answer was: "Do you need a reason to save people?"
You may need a reason to kill someone, but you don't need a reason to save someone. Drawing a sword to help when there is injustice is what the chivalrous people of our generation should do.
After drinking the first bowl of purple rice fish fillet porridge, Wanyan said without tears: "Your craftsmanship is good. I can't believe that a man like you can actually cook. It's rare. It's rare. Give me another bowl. I haven't had it yet."
Eat enough."
Looking at Wanyan's expression without tears, Ye Xiaochuan really couldn't bear to refuse. Although he didn't know what kind of life-and-death situation the two of them would meet again in the future, at least at this time, he had no intention of killing Wanyan without tears.
Yan Wulei had no intention of killing him.
After boiling a pot of water for several hours, I finally made two bowls of purple rice fish fillet porridge, in which the thousand-year-old wild ginseng, which is unique to northern Xinjiang, was added. Ye Xiaochuan originally planned to supplement it by himself. In the Black Forest these days,
I didn't even have a hot meal.
As a result, I couldn't taste the two bowls of purple rice and fish fillet porridge, and drank them all without tears. The whole day's work was in vain.
After drinking two bowls of big tonic porridge, Wan Yan Wu Tears seemed to be in much better spirits, but her body was still weak and she couldn't even lift her arms.
She was leaning on the side of the tree wall of the tree hole, covered with a thick bearskin mattress. She suddenly felt a little embarrassed when she saw Ye Xiaochuan squatting aside and angrily chewing dry steamed buns.
Said: "Have I finished the porridge?"
Ye Xiaochuan rolled his eyes and said, "What do you think?"
Wanyan said without tears: "Then you just have to cook for a while."
Ye Xiaochuan said: "It's so easy for you to say. I cooked that pot of porridge for more than two hours..."
I wanted to curse a few more times, but seeing Wanyan's tearless look with silver hair, I had no choice but to give up, put on a noble look like a young hero who was too lazy to argue with a woman, and continued to chew on the steamed buns.
The dry steamed buns were not delicious. I just burped after eating one. It was still the same kind of continuous burping. I had to take out the wine gourd and drink a few sips. It seemed to have no effect, and it still kept burping.
Hiccup, I heard a burst of laughter without tears in my face.
Ye Xiaochuan was a little angry and didn't want to be in the same room with this stinky woman who made fun of him. He threatened her that if she dared to tell her about her hiccups, she would not be able to spare him. Then he hugged Wu Feng and sat outside the entrance of the cave.
The cold wind was a bit strong. After thinking about it, he moved his butt inside and sat inside the tree hole.
When he turned around, he saw that Wanyan Wutear was still leaning on the tree wall, and his clear, watery eyes were looking straight at him.
He couldn't help but said: "Why are you staring at me without resting so late? I'm warning you, don't have any inappropriate thoughts about me!"
Wan Yan Wu Tears finally believed that the rumors were true. This guy was shameless and arrogant.
She didn't care about Ye Xiaochuan's words, but said: "Can you show me the piece of jade on your neck? It's the black jade crescent moon magic weapon that you used to severely injure the tree demon during the day."
Ye Xiaochuan was stunned, thinking that Wanyan was in a coma without tears at that time, but she didn't expect that everything at that time was seen by her.
The Blood Soul Essence is not a magic weapon of the righteous way, but a rare treasure of the ghost way. Ye Xiaochuan is very clear about this. If it spreads, he will be in big trouble.
He looked at Wanyan Wutearfully and said, "What are you doing? Are you trying to steal my magic weapon again? You first wanted to take away my edgeless sword, and now you want to take away my blood soul essence?"
"Blood Soul Essence?"
Wanyan whispered softly to herself, and after a moment she said: "I just think your Blood Soul Essence looks familiar. I seem to have seen it somewhere. Since you mind so much, I won't read it."
Ye Xiaochuan frowned. This blood soul spirit was related to his life and origin. The old soul-eating demon seemed to know something, but he didn't tell himself. Before he died, the old soul-eating demon grabbed his collar and screamed hoarsely.
He said in a loud voice: "You...it turns out...you...you were...that...that baby boy...haha...hahaha..."
I was just about to ask for details, but the old guy gave up.
Now that Wanyan Wulei said that his Blood Soul Essence looked familiar, Ye Xiaochuan immediately threw out the words that Old Zhu Xin had warned him and took the Blood Soul Essence from his neck without even thinking about it.
Compared with other potential dangers, he cares more about his own life experience, and the only thing on his body that can prove his identity is the blood soul essence.
