The villain tyrant koi wife who crosses the book to save himself

Chapter 288
"Chongyue," Zhihua said to him, "I don't want others to write this story anymore, so I want to write this book down by myself."

"okay."

"I will record all the things in my memory in their original form, and then send this book to me in another world with divine power."

"I don't understand, why?" Chong Yue wondered.

"You said that if I in that other world picked up my book, would she be able to have fewer twists and turns and misunderstandings with her Lei Yuxiu when she returned to this world, and achieve happiness sooner? ?”

Chong Yue smiled lightly: "The reason why you think so is because you still have a lot of regrets about our past, don't you?"

"Of course there will be regrets," Zhihua said, "but a lot of experience is also a wealth. Write it down, let her know what will happen between us, encourage her to love you firmly, and don't think about it again. to run away and give up."

"It's very necessary. It's my nightmare that you disappeared without warning all these years."

"Every time I'm either accidental or something happened, I don't really want to run that many times, okay?" Zhihua said dissatisfied.

"In your book, can you soften the part where I treat you badly?" Chong Yue said.

"No, I have to write it out exactly, so that it can serve as a reminder? Let her know what kind of person you are when she reads this book, understand your personality and preferences, and have some understanding of your bad temper. Mentally prepare..."

"You should write more about how much I love you."

"Okay, I'll write it in."

"But how do you write the ending of this book? We still have a long way to go."

"The ending..." Zhihua fell into thought, "The ending is usually that the hero and heroine live happily together, and their children."

"It's good to write the ending of your book like this," Chong Yue looked at Zhihua and smiled, "But I still have a lot of plans for our future."

"What's there?" Zhihua asked curiously.

"Take you and Ming'er to visit Kyushu, and also to other countries outside of Kyushu."

"I also want to go to Izumo country like Ju Song and Chongyou. I heard that the scenery there is very beautiful, and the customs of Kyushu are completely different."

"Okay." Chongyou nodded, "Wherever you want to go, I will take you there."

"What other plans do you have?" Zhihua asked.

"I also plan to build new weapons for Minger and you."

"Bone food can no longer be used?"

"With your current skills, even one-tenth of Minger's is not enough. There is no need for bone food. I am going to make you a light and small sword. Minger has great potential, and you have the strength you gave him in his body." With great divine power, he should get a more powerful weapon and give it to him on his thousandth birthday."

"What weapon do you want to make?"

"Long gun."

"You're going to teach him how to use a gun!" Zhihua's eyes lit up, "Back then in Lei Mansion, I watched you practice with a gun in the martial arts field. You were so attractive when you were a young boy. Now I'm already looking forward to tomorrow's appearance of holding a gun. gone."

"You... I am still very handsome now."

"What else? Any other plans?"

"Then I want to send Ming'er to Su Yu as a teacher."

"What?! Are you kidding me? You want Ming'er to worship Su Yu as a teacher, are you kidding me?"

"After thinking about it, Ming'er has half of the blood of the god race in his body. I can teach him the way of magic, but the way of god must be taught by a master with top character and ability. And this person is no different from Su Yu."

"I never thought you would lower your self-esteem for tomorrow."

"For you, for tomorrow, what can I not do?" Su Yu looked into Zhihua's eyes with an expression.

Zhihua's heart throbbed, if it wasn't for the inability to use her arms, she really wanted to wrap her arms around his neck and kiss him.

"Chongyue, actually you want to make a small sword for me because my right hand is not going to get better, right? Although you want to write a book, maybe it's impossible to even write with a pen?"

"!" Chong Yue heard her expression suddenly darken, and said calmly, his heart suddenly trembled.

"Although you don't say anything, I still know what happened to my right arm." Zhihua didn't feel very sad.

"There must be a way to cure it." Chong Yue suppressed the pain and heartache, and said with a smile.

"It doesn't matter if it can't be cured. If it is abolished, it will be abolished. Anyway, you won't dislike me."

"Zhihua..."

"It's okay. My left hand can still be used. I'm going to train my left hand to write and hold a sword when my left hand is ready. Do you think it's okay?"

"..." Chong Yue was so distressed that he couldn't even say a word "good".

"If you make me a small sword, don't forget that I will be left-handed in the future." Zhihua said with a relaxed smile.

Chong Yue nodded.

The two were silent for a while.

At this time, the lights in the street market of the magic city are just beginning to come on, the night market vendors start to attract customers on the street, the luthier plays the pipa on the high-rise building, and the dancer twists her waist and dances the charming dance of the demons.

Zhihua smelled steam from the hot pot at the wonton shop from a distance, and started to groan alone.

"Chongyue, I'm hungry, treat me to wontons."

Chong Yue's heart was heavy at first, but he was amused by the sound of her stomach growling: "Okay."

They got off the dragon.

Chong Yue patted the Demon Dragon's thigh, allowing it to return to the Demon Temple by itself.And the two of them walked to the wonton stall in the market.

"Boss, two bowls of wontons, put more coriander in one bowl, and keep the other bowl." Zhihua said loudly to the owner of the wonton stall.

"Okay." The boss replied cheerfully.

The two of them found a low table and sat down.

"When did you find out that I don't eat coriander?" Chong Yue asked.

Zhihua rolled her eyes: "Little brother, do you think we have known each other for tens of thousands of years? How is this possible without discovering it?"

Chong Yue looked at Zhihua with love and pity in his eyes.

"You'll have to feed me later because I can't move both hands."

"Use some spells, and the spoon will feed you automatically."

Zhihua curled her lips: "No, I want you to feed me with your own hands."

Chong Yue looked around and nodded reluctantly: "Okay."

Zhihua smiled, but abruptly changed the subject: "Chong Yue has another matter."

"You said."

"What are you going to do about Yingying and Hei Yao's funeral?"

"I have sent a letter to Shen Lie for him to handle it."

"Bury them together." Zhihua thought for a while and said.

"Ah."

"I hope they can meet and fall in love at the right time in the next life..."

"You have forgiven him."

"No, but I feel sorry for Yingying..." Zhihua said truthfully, "She loved the wrong person and lost everything. My biggest headache right now is how to tell Bai Lin about this..."

"They have been together for so long, Bai Lin should have known about it a long time ago," Chong Yue comforted Zhihua, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself. It might be better for them to forget the past and start a new life."

"Yeah, I am the god who is in charge of the souls of the five realms, so I should be indifferent to life and death."

Just as he was talking, the owner of the chaotic stall brought two bowls of wontons to the table.

Chong Yue picked up a spoon, filled a wonton, put it on his lips to cool it down, and brought it to Zhihua's mouth: "Be careful it's hot."

Zhihua ate the wonton and said with a smile, "Thank you, husband."

"You're welcome, lady."

(End of this chapter)