Zhao Changhe and others occupied the magpie's nest and performed prostitution in the night palace for more than ten days.
These ten days and nights have been filled with nameless pain and joy.
When they were not practicing dual cultivation, Ye Wuming accompanied Ling Ruoyu to teach various laws, tell ancient stories, and talk about foreign experiences; the little girl helped the mother massage the discomfort of splitting the soul, and accompanied the mother to walk in the night palace, which was so good that the honey was mixed with oil.
Originally, Ye Wuming was still a little hesitant about "whether this is his daughter or not", but after getting along with each other these days, Ye Wuming felt that he would fight anyone who competed with him for his daughter again.
Ye Wuming himself didn't even realize that the attribute closest to him and Ye Jiuyou was not darkness and silence, but loneliness.
At that time, Ye Jiuyou also had a bunch of subordinates around him, such as the annihilation and other crooked melons and split dates, as well as countless zombies and shadow beasts, which looked lively. But Ye Jiuyou had always only regarded them as tools, so it was impossible
If there is any trust, it turns out that An Mie and others are also full of ghosts and traitors.
She was always alone. For thousands of years, she was alone in the abyss, looking at her reflection in the mirror. That kind of loneliness touched Zhao Changhe's heart.
He was sympathizing with the most terrifying devil in people's hearts, and giving her favor... The final result was that the devil's heart turned into a human being, and his tender intestines wrapped around his fingers. It wasn't that Zhao Changhe's skills in picking up girls had reached the top of the list, but that a divine arrow fell from the sky, just at that moment.
In the days when you are truly transforming into a mortal, it is the softest and most needed place in the center.
Ye Wuming seemed to have friends and subordinates around her, but in fact, she was just like Ye Jiuyou...she never trusted them, and even destroyed them with her own hands.
Zhao Changhe said, you don't care about the friendship of three years together, I do.
Maybe Ye Wuming really doesn't care... but no one has ever told her that he cares. Zhao Changhe said so many words, but he didn't know that what really broke his defense was such a simple sentence, which was about desperately saving someone.
What does it mean under the premise.
Seeing the people around Zhao Changhe enjoying themselves, Ye Wuming would not want to be one of them, but it is inevitable that he would feel uncomfortable compared to himself. She brought Zhao Changhe, and he was guided by her along the way. In the end, he was just an outsider, even an enemy.
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They laughed and laughed, saying that they only deserved to live in a deserted night palace, with blue sea and sky, lonely and cold.
Then Ling Ruoyu appeared... His attributes were laid down by her, his face was so similar to hers, and his aura fit so well with hers. He snuggled into his arms, calling mother in a clear and foolish manner, and massaging his temples considerately.
It is even difficult for others to understand that a being like Ye Wuming has lived for tens of millions of years, but only in the past ten days has he had an emotion called "happy", and has laughed more than he has in millions of years before.
She has never been happy, only these days.
But these days are also painful.
After all, those dogs are rare when both men and women are not cultivating, and they spend most of their time cultivating. There is nothing to say. Zhao Changhe's healing is indeed a top priority, so it is impossible to allow him to normally take one year to recover?
But when she was practicing dual cultivation with Jiuyou, her Ye Wuming was a tragedy.
Only part of the soul returned to the body, and the main soul was still entangled in Ye Jiuyou's body. Every time Zhao Changhe did with Ye Jiuyou, it was the same as doing with her Ye Wuming, experiencing all the feelings clearly and unmistakably.
Jiuyou will reach the peak together.
Ye Wuming tried to sleep in isolation, but Ye Jiuyou wouldn't let him.
Each time, he deliberately involved her soul and disturbed her so much that she could not enter samadhi, and insisted on letting her experience it.
Each experience was repeatedly intertwined with the memory of the last time he used his own body. Later, Ye Wuming could hardly tell whether he was passively experiencing these things in Ye Jiuyou's body, or whether Zhao Changhe was really doing things with her, Ye Wuming.
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The most annoying thing was that there was more than one person every time. When Zhao Changhe and Piaomiao were practicing together, Ye Jiuyou hugged him and kissed him shamelessly, which made Ye Wuming so angry that he almost wanted to disappear.
You, Ye Jiuyou, are now the Heavenly Dao of this world, can you please have some face?
Oh, by the way, Zhao Changhe and Tiandao do this. Does Zhao Cuo have a special term for this... Zhao Ritian?
The writer's mind began to go offline again, and Ye Wuming could do nothing but enjoy the misery. He could only turn his eyes white in the thought of going offline, feeling confused and confused.
If it weren't for the sake of keeping Ruoyu, we would have driven out these bad guys and girls long ago. For the sake of our daughter, the sacrifice is not a small one.
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"Master, you are here." Outside Ye Wuming's dormitory, Ling Ruoyu was trying out moves with Long Que. When he saw Zhao Changhe who was visiting, he jumped up happily and greeted him affectionately.
Zhao Changhe rubbed her head lovingly: "Didn't you say you called me daddy in front of Ye Wuming?"
"It doesn't matter, whatever you shout now is the same."
Zhao Changhe: "?"
In fact, Zhao Changhe didn't feel the pain in his balls that was nameless all day and night very intuitively.
Although I know in my heart that the soul of Ye Wuming is in Ye Jiuyou's body, it is similar to the situation of Yangyang Piaomiao. But people's thinking is always affected by perception. Ye Wuming is holding it well in Ye Jiuyou's body, and he cannot feel at all that there is still something in Ye Jiuyou's body.
There is a soul alternating, and there is another body of Ye Wuming here with Ruoyu's mother and daughter Xiao. From the perspective of appearance, this is two people separated, so Zhao Changhe has never felt that he and Jiuyou are dual cultivators.
What happened to Shi Ye and Ye Wuming at the same time?
These days, when he is not practicing dual cultivation, he comes to Ye Wuming from time to time, not to see Ye Wuming, but mainly to accompany Ruoyu and Long Que.
He didn't quite understand Ling Ruoyu's words, and he didn't bother to think about it. He asked with a smile: "How about practicing the moves?"
Long Que said: "I asked Xinghe to repeatedly simulate Luo Chuan's blow before. Now it's easy to kill him, but this little bastard can't compare with Luo Chuan. I don't know what will happen if I face him again."
Ling Ruoyu slapped the table: "Why am I acting like a bastard again! Mom said that apart from my lack of strength, my imitation of that move was pretty standard."
Zhao Changhe remembered something... The Heavenly Book can memorize the opponent's skills and analyze and simulate them, as long as they do not exceed the outline. It is obvious that Luo Chuan's blow, apart from its power, does not exceed the Heavenly Book's outline in terms of law. It can completely imprint the simulation.
of.
Ye Wuming and Ling Ruoyu should have been analyzing each other's skills these past few days.
Long Que said: "Lack of strength is the biggest shortcoming. It's also Ye Wuming. Now Ye Wuming is bullied like a sick man. Is it because she doesn't have enough understanding? She has more understanding now. She has never tried it before.
Tried them all..."
A slap flew out of the palace, and with one slap the dragon bird was level with the ground.
The dragon bird twitched twice and became silent.
Ling Ruoyu tried to pull his little friend out of the mud like a carrot, but couldn't. Ling Ruoyu who didn't hold Xinghe was a real bastard.
After pulling it out for a long time, he gave up without any sense of loyalty. He turned around and smiled apologetically at Zhao Changhe: "I learned some fortune telling from my mother today, do you want me to tell my master?"
Long Que: "?"
I'm still in the mud, you're counting on your mother's fate.
Zhao Changhe flicked his fingers, and the dragon bird that Ling Ruoyu couldn't pull out jumped out of the ground with a bang.
Ling Ruoyu's eyes changed a bit. Master An Dao was so injured that he could barely move. It was not unusual for most people to lie down for several years. He recovered so quickly, and it felt like he was not far away from complete recovery. The so-called dual cultivation method is really so
magic?
Based on the current strength comparison, I am afraid that my mother, who only has part of her soul in her body, will be completely suppressed and unable to move...
Forget it, don't think about that scene. Ling Ruoyu hugged Longque again, petted it like a cat, and comforted: "Be good, Queque, don't cry..."
Longque struggled: "You are obviously smiling."
"Have it?"
"Your mother and I bully me together every day, so I let my father bully your mother."
The two friends were about to start a fight, but Zhao Changhe held them apart with one hand and asked: "Does Ye Wuming really bully you every day?"
Long Que complained: "Every time she is bullied by you, she comes and beats me."
Zhao Changhe didn't react for a moment: "How have I ever bullied her these days? She has been avoiding me every time she comes here. I haven't seen her face at all?"
Ling Ruoyu immediately flicked the handle of the knife, signaling Longque not to spill the beans and reminding Zhao Changhe, and then interrupted with a smile: "Master, do you want a fortune teller?"
Long Que closed his mouth, and Zhao Changhe laughed: "Even your mother can't see my fate line, how can you calculate it?"
"She can also count you." Ling Ruoyu was eager to give it a try: "Besides, she counted you secretly. If I want to count, the master's guild will actively cooperate, right? The effect will naturally be different."
"Okay, okay." Zhao Changhe also doted on her to death: "Tell me how to cooperate."
Ling Ruoyu said happily: "Just stretch out your palm and show me."
Zhao Changhe stretched out his right hand and then changed his left hand: "The male is on the left and the female is on the right, right?"
"Actually, everything is fine." Ling Ruoyu held his hand and looked at it for a while, then looked up at his smiling face, closed his eyes and calculated.
Zhao Changhe turned his head and looked at it, wanting to laugh a little.
It kind of reminds me of what the divination house looked like back then, a blind man who was just pretending.
Ling Ruoyu calculated for a while, opened his eyes and scratched his head.
Zhao Changhe smiled and said, "Isn't it okay?"
"No..." Ling Ruoyu hesitated: "I may have made a mistake..."
Zhao Changhe asked curiously: "What do you mean?"
"Of course it's my parents' marriage. Can our family of three be happy together?"
"Can't it be calculated?"
Ling Ruoyu scratched his head: "It seems to mean asking if it is right first, and then whether it is possible."
Zhao Changhe didn't take it seriously. Biologically speaking, Ruoyu was not himself and his blind child, and certainly not a family of three. Besides, looking at it from another perspective, how could this family be a family of three? Destiny is such a thing
The most difficult thing to predict is that there are all kinds of explanations. Ye Wuming himself can't calculate it, but you, a little Kalami who is just learning, can do it.
However, Ye Wuming in the palace spoke up: "Don't be too ambitious. It would be good if you can figure out the friends around you. Is Zhao Changhe like an average person? If he is really that easy to figure out, Luochuan has already called in."
Ling Ruoyu said "Oh", quite disappointed.
When Zhao Changhe heard Ye Wuming's voice, he felt a little sleepy. He was out of breath as if he was sick. He couldn't help but wonder: "What's wrong with her? Wasn't she quite energetic when she was shooting the dragon bird just now?"
Ling Ruoyu looked innocent: "I was teaching me how to tell fortunes before. Not long after, I suddenly ran in and closed the door with a red face. I don't know if I am sick. The teacher will treat the illness. Let's go and have a look?"
Zhao Changhe: "..."
Ye Wuming will get sick, are you kidding me?
Ye Wuming was also shouting inside: "Where does the disease come from? You are the only one who is sick. Don't come in!"
Zhao Changhe heard that the tone was indeed strange, and felt confused, so he flashed through the door and walked in.
A wall of space blocked the way to flash, and Zhao Changhe was caught off guard. With a "bang" sound, he lay on the air wall in the shape of a zodiac sign and slowly slid down.
Before it slides to the bottom, use your palms to form a knife and make a straight stroke.
The wall of space was broken, and the remnant Ye Wuming couldn't stop Zhao Changhe, who had mostly recovered, and was easily broken into the boudoir.
As soon as Zhao Changhe landed on the ground, his eyes immediately turned and he slowly backed away.
There was a huge bathtub in the center of the dormitory. Ye Wuming huddled in the tub with his head exposed, glaring at him with evil eyes.
"Well..." Zhao Changhe apologized and smiled: "I didn't expect you to take a bath here even if you have nothing to do... Why do you feel so breathless after taking a bath..."
Ye Wuming gnashed his teeth.
What do you mean it's okay? You were having a hard time with Jiuyou just now, and I am also having a hard time here. There is something sticky and dripping, how can you not wash it?
Why are you so sleepy? Tell me why you are so sleepy. I am still powerless now, but you are full of joy.
So are you doing dual cultivation or taking supplements?
The two of them were silent and looked at each other for a while. As their eyes flashed, scenes from long ago resurfaced in their minds.
I have forgotten the context...it seemed to be at Cui's house or somewhere. Zhao Changhe was also lying in the bathtub, and Ye Wuming appeared in the void and looked at him.
At that time, she looked at him with indifference. Whether he was taking a bath or healing his wounds was meaningless to Ye Wuming, just like looking at the stones on the roadside. Even if Zhao Changhe was ashamed and annoyed, he could not stop her love from coming.
You can just watch her when you come here, and you can only say some silly things and ask her if she is old.
Now the world is reversed, Ye Wuming is in the bathtub, unable to stop him from coming and watching as he pleases.
I don’t know how long it took, maybe it was just a few seconds, but Ye Wuming said expressionlessly: “Have you seen enough?”
Zhao Changhe didn't back down and replied calmly: "It's not like I haven't seen it before. You look at mine and I look at yours. It's even."
"..." Ye Wuming said coldly: "What are you doing here today? It doesn't look like you are just here to accompany Ruoyu and Longque."
"Well." Zhao Changhe said: "I originally planned to find you today."
"What's the matter?"
"My injuries are almost done, at least not worse than when I separated Piaomiao and Yangyang. So what I could do back then, I can do now."
The night was nameless and silent.
This means that Zhao Changhe came to ask her if she was ready, so that the sisters could separate.
The so-called preparation, there is nothing to prepare... There is only one thing, they have been entangled for so long, whether they can go to the other side.
In fact, Ye Wuming felt that he was still a little worse, but at this moment, there was almost no need to make a choice. Even if he could not reach the other side in this life, Ye Wuming did not want to continue to stay in Ye Jiuyou's body.
"I'm ready." Ye Wuming quickly replied: "What did Jiuyou say?"
"Jiuyou has no problem... As the subject, she is confident that she will still be on the other side after you are separated." Zhao Changhe sighed: "But I have a problem."
Ye Wuming said calmly: "Say."
"When you separate, will our time living in the Night Palace end?"
"Of course." Ye Wuming sneered: "How long do you still want to occupy the magpie's nest and use this place as a whorehouse?"
"After you leave... will you return to the way you once were?"
Ye Wuming said: "Yu'er can come at any time and I will meet her in the lower world."
"What about me?" Zhao Changhe asked.
"What's wrong with you?"
"If that's the case, I think it's better to separate later." Zhao Changhe took a step forward: "I haven't seen enough yet."
Ye Wuming was furious: "Anyway, I gave the Night Palace to you before, but you don't want it! You can come as you please, what does it have to do with me!"
Zhao Changhe showed a smile: "Do you really want to separate?"
"nonsense."
"You haven't figured it out yet. If you want to separate as soon as possible, you are asking me for help. Do you think you are begging for help now?"
Ye Wuming looked at him coldly without saying anything, with an expression that said whether he wanted to help or not.
Under her glare, Zhao Changhe walked step by step to the bucket, reached out and lifted her chin: "I'll give you one day to prepare and return the remnant soul of this body to its original form. Tomorrow night, the two bodies will be placed together.
, I don’t want you to beg for help in a low voice, as long as you say it yourself, you are ready, come in.”
Ye Wuming didn't know if she had the nerve to say those shameful words. What made her even more frightened at this moment was that being touched by him again felt so accustomed to her, as if her left hand was holding her right hand. The touch of his fingers had happened countless times in these days.
He could feel that whether it was with his chin raised or a more shameful posture, the soul had seen it countless times when it was in Ye Jiuyou's body.
Even at this moment, being seen naked in the bathtub, he seems to be used to it, and he can't even think of covering it up.