Peerless cute baby wants to turn the sky Ye Chuyue Ye Mohan Chapter 1703 Sailing in the sea of ??bitterness, a little sweetness, the light of redemption
Chapter 1703 Sailing in the sea of ??bitterness, a little sweetness, the light of redemption
After all the officials bowed and sent the palace master off, they all discussed the palace master's good deeds with each other.
only……
I still feel something weird and wrong...
Ye Chuyue shamelessly took away their money. Not only were they not angry, they even said good things about her.
But they all thought it was an innocuous matter. At least Ye Chuyue's humble attitude made them lose all their previous anger.
At least I no longer want to jointly submit a letter to remove Ye Chuyue.
"Guardian Ling, please take your leave. Tomorrow the master of the palace will host a banquet for all of you. I, Old Zhao, must keep a close watch on me and not let other heavenly forces look down upon me."
Zhao Ting walked out with a knife in hand, with a bright smile on his face when he left.
"Keeper Ling, please hurry up and repair the Huaqing Palace tonight, otherwise the Martial God Palace will be embarrassed tomorrow. The residence of the Guardian is in a state of ruins, and I'm afraid it will make the magnanimous people laugh."
"..."
These people come and go as quickly as they come.
He completely ignored Ling Junfeng, whose face was getting darker and darker.
"Ye Chuyue, this protector underestimates you."
Ling Junfeng clasped his hands behind his back, with a deep look on his face: "The days are long, just wait and see, little Martial Lord, you dare to challenge me in the Huaqing Hall of this protector."
Ling Junfeng took a deep breath of cool air and tried to calm down his manic mood.
However, he had just calmed down when he saw Ye Juechen's guards leaving and returning, staring at Ling Junfeng in front of the palace.
"Guardian Ling, there is one more thing I forgot to take. The master of the palace ordered his subordinates to come back and collect the items raised by the crowd."
After the guard finished speaking in one breath, he carried away the jade table that Chu Yue had used to rest his legs. He was so fast that he disappeared in a flash as if he was being chased.
Ling Junfeng's mood, which had just improved, suddenly exploded like a volcanic eruption. He clenched his hands into fists and gritted his teeth until his face looked ferocious.
In an instant, the veins on the back of the hands, neck, and forehead all bulged!
"Ye-Chu-Yue!"
These three words popped out from the depths of his throat with such hatred that he was almost so angry that he vomited blood on the spot!
…
Outside Huaqing Palace.
Chu Yue and his party were in a good mood.
Ye Juechen was so impressed that he fell to the ground and said excitedly: "Palace Master, your plan of fighting first and then paying tribute is really great. Not only did you get money, but also made them abandon their prejudice against the palace master, and even made Protector Ling, a mute, eat coptis.
I just saw his face turning green and smoking."
Compared to Ye Juechen who was dancing happily, Xiao Li and Ye Ying seemed very calm, as if they were used to seeing strange things.
Tu Weiwei, in particular, was already thinking about what to eat tonight.
Chu Yue raised her hand and touched her nose lightly, smiling.
This is often the case with the world.
If she does something unreasonable and bad, and then does a relatively good thing, it will make a big difference.
Of course, if a good person does good deeds throughout his life and becomes confused before death, he will be infamy for thousands of years and will not die a good death.
Human nature is like this.
"Palace Master, what should I do with the money? Which assassin from the Honghu Bang should I hire?"
Ye Juechen thought with a headache.
Chu Yue glanced at him helplessly: "What kind of assassin are you looking for to use it as a reserve fund for the Undefeated Alchemy Sect and the business network? As soon as the alchemist disciples from the First Academy arrive, the business will start."
"Yes, the palace master is still smart and wise." Ye Juechen said.
Chu Yue shrugged speechlessly.
Why doesn't this grandson look so smart?
…
When Chu Yue returned to the palace, the sky was already very dark.
As soon as I stepped inside, I felt a hint of gloom and evil.
Chu Yue's eyes narrowed slightly, her heart sank, and she whispered: "Evil roots..."
I'm afraid Ye Mohan is trying to contain the power of evil roots again.
Over time, evil roots will grow.
That is the mysterious power that belongs to the evil king.
If it cannot grow outright, it will harm Ye Mohan's martial body.
Although Ye Mohan also ate the old man's sweet-scented osmanthus cake, he was temporarily cured of the pain of having no nails in his spine.
But in the final analysis, it treats the symptoms rather than the root cause. That dead nail will be like a tarsal insect, following him like a shadow, becoming his shadow forever, haunting him like a ghost.
Therefore, when evil roots grow and erupt, they will be accompanied by the pain of lifeless nails.
Chu Yue frowned, her face showing anxiety and worry, and she turned around hurriedly to go to the study to get the remaining sweet-scented osmanthus cake back.
Suddenly, a pair of long arms hugged her from behind.
Chu Yue fell into a warm and strong embrace, and through several layers of clothing, she could hear the man's strong heartbeat.
Every beat went straight to the depths of her soul.
"You're back."
The edges of my ears felt numb as the man's deep, magnetic voice sounded.
She could hear that there was extreme suppression in that voice.
He is in pain.
"do not go."
Ye Mohan hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to rub the girl in his arms into the depths of his bones to cherish and love her.
"Be good, I won't leave."
Chu Yue coaxed in a low voice: "I'm going to the study. The sweet-scented osmanthus cake I brought from the old gentleman will be useful for your current pain. Just wait for me. I'll be back soon. I won't leave."
"
"Ninety thousand years ago, you said so, and you had to leave in the end."
Ye Mohan gently held her wrist, waved his sleeves, and closed the door.
He pressed the woman against the wall, his deep purple eyes, embedded with the glimmer of the stars, staring at her picturesque features.
Chu Yue's heart skipped a beat, she raised her eyelashes slightly and looked at Ye Mohan in surprise.
He knew the story of the past.
wrong……
He already knew it.
Chu Yue's eyes flashed lightly, and her palms were filled with Shen Nong's power. It was like free river water, pouring into Ye Mohan's martial body continuously.
But it was obvious that Shennong's power was not insignificant for Ye Mohan, who was suffering at the moment.
Seeing him trying so hard to suppress her, Chu Yue's eyes turned red, and she couldn't stand the pain. She decided to go to the study to get the sweet-scented osmanthus cake first, and then said softly: "Hug pillow, I don't know how to tell what happened ninety thousand years ago."
I'm getting up, but I know that I will never leave you now. To be precise, you are my life and my light. I can't live without you. Today, tomorrow, and every day for the rest of my life, I need you.
I look forward to you, but I also hope that you are safe and well, everything goes well, and you stay away from any illness or suffering."
Her words were obviously panicked.
When facing Ye Mohan, she would also be afraid and sometimes feel unsure.
Hearing this, Ye Mohan's evil face and eyes revealed a funny joke.
The love words she spoke, every word in them, were a little sweetness to his journey on the sea of hardships, and the last salvation in his desperate life.
Chu Yue caressed Ye Mohan gently, and just as she was about to leave the palace and go to the study, the man's slender fingers gently grasped her chin without any struggle.
The next moment, the warmth and affection of her lips and teeth blocked all her sounds.