Number One Ugly Husband

Jin Lingrui frowned: "Why don't you say it?"

Before Dong Ling left, he pushed Jin Lingrui aside.

Jin Lingrui saw that Baoye's eyes were unblinking, and he was still looking at where he was sitting before, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with him?"

Dong Ling raised his chin: "Look at the sarcoma under his neck."

Jin Lingrui's gaze shifted from Baoye's face to the neck, and then saw the sarcoid tumors disappearing one by one at a speed that could be seen, faster and faster. After a while, all the sarcoid tumors on the entire face disappeared. .

At this moment, Bao Ye moved, he blinked, looked at Dong Ling Ce and called out, "A Ce."

Dong Ling Ce held his hand: "Are you okay? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

"I'm fine." Baoye touched his face and asked Jin Lingrui, "Do you know what happened to my face?"

Jin Lingrui frowned again: "Are you referring to why your face healed so quickly?"

"Not only healed quickly,... Bao Ye stopped and looked at him quietly after he said this.

Jin Lingrui looked at Dong Ling Ce: "What happened to him?"

Dong Lingce held Bao Ye's hand tightly: "Look for yourself."

Then, the sarcoma grew out at the speed of the naked eye, quickly spread below the collarbone, and stopped at the armpit.

Jin Lingrui stood up abruptly: "The tumor has reached my chest."

Baoye blinked, pulled Dongling Tsher on his lap, stroked his hair, stared at Jin Lingrui coldly and said: "I don't like other people approaching you, even if the other party is mine Neither can big brother."

…Jin Lingrui felt chills from his cold eyes staring at his back, as if he would be torn into pieces as long as he moved.

"I don't like people who don't understand the rules either." Bao Ye turned to Leng Zhuo coldly, looking at him like a dead man: "Get out of here."

Leng Zhuo: "..."

He found that Bao Ye, who had more sarcoma, didn't like him very much, so why did he provoke him?

Dong Ling Ce felt a deep sense of powerlessness: "Stop making trouble."

"Hearing your tone is exhausting, are you tired?" Bao Ye's tone was much gentler: "Do you want to go to bed?... Having said that, he stopped again, and the sarcoma on his face quickly receded.

Jin Lingrui exhaled and sat down.

Leng Zhuo restored the cup to its original shape, and then swept away the tea on the floor.

Jin Lingrui asked Dong Ling Ce: "Is his sarcoma going to disappear again?"

"Yes." Dong Ling Ce sat back and asked, "Do you know what's going on?"

"There has never been such a situation before, but I guess his face should have been affected by the slave rebellion."

Bao Ye, who had returned to normal, asked, "What do you mean?"

"The slave rebellion was caused by you, and then rebelled in your name. It must have had a certain impact on you. During the process of slave rebellion, many slaves were freed, and they no longer had to be subject to slavery. Oppression is equivalent to saving many slaves, so your face is healed, but in the process of rebellion, slaves killed many slave owners, and your sarcoma grows, so your situation will repeat itself .”

Bao Ye frowned: "Then, wouldn't I have to change?"

Dong Ling Ce asked: "Is there no way to settle it?"

"Not yet. In fact, this is also a little good. Maybe it will be cured in the end."

Dong Lingce looked at Bao Ye, and saw that there was a sarcoma on his face again, this time it was better, only a quarter of it had grown, and it had no effect on him.

Jin Lingrui smiled and said: "Look, right now, the slave master has received the news of the slave rebellion. The slave master is trying to subdue the slaves, or withdraw from the lower world. The slave master who can be killed by the slave will be more Fewer and fewer slaves are being freed."

"That's really a good thing." Bao Ye patted Dong Ling Ce's shoulder: "It's going to be hard for you to take care of me again during this time."

Leng Zhuo said unhappily: "You should say that I have to work hard and I have to endure your bad temper. I don't know where I provoke you. You don't like everything about me."

Baoye laughed.

Dong Lingce asked Jin Lingrui, "Do you want to go back after eating?"

"Yes, but before that, please take back the villa in the dormitory area."

Jin Lingrui raised her forehead: "The villas in the dormitory area are too eye-catching. Now the slave owners are all focusing on me. You know what Boss Ji and Boss Chu said when they knew that I lived in a villa with my teammates. Is it mine?"

"How to say?"

"One person gets the Tao, and the chicken and the dog ascend to the sky."

Dong Ling Ce let out a funny laugh.

Bao Ye was curious: "What villa?"

Jin Lingrui briefly mentioned: "Mr. Dongling built a villa for us for your sake."

Bao Ye: "..."

Dong Ling said: "You can take it back temporarily, and think about the next thing after I dig it out at the construction site."

Jin Lingrui nodded.

The villa disappeared the next day and changed back to the original old dormitory building. The senior slaves in Nancheng sighed that they were really not at ease living in such a good house. Either they were worried that the slave owner would target them, or they were worried The villa will disappear at any time, and now they can live in a luxurious villa for so many days, and they are already satisfied.

Bao Ye's face is still good and sometimes bad, but most of the time is good, only a small part of the time half of the face or a quarter of the face has sarcoma, which is a good thing for him, At least you don't have to think about how to do good deeds to get your face back.

In order to prevent Bao Ye from getting worse, Dong Ling Ce set up a barrier in the villa to prevent him from going out.

Bao Ye is bored in the villa every day, watching the news on the tablet Internet, and then he saw one of the news mentions the rebellion of the slaves in the lower world. He also secretly laughed at the uselessness of slave owners in the lower world, who can't even control slaves, and have the face to come back for help.

In the news content, there was also a photo of the slave owners who had run back from the lower world. The slaves looked ashamed and dejected, and there were a group of mid-world demigods laughing at them beside them.

Whether the demigods of Mid-World will help or not depends on the major families and the leaders of Mid-World In Yue's time, he changed from a waste with no divine power to a demigod with extraordinary divine power. Even the most powerful former Patriarch of the He family was no match for him.

After seeing the strength of He Jing, the elders of the He family agreed that the He family had been silent for too long, and it was time for a young and vigorous Patriarch to lead their He family to greater glory. After several months of family infighting, He Jing succeeded. Take the seat of the head of the household.

When Baoye saw this new article, he couldn't help being happy for He Jing: "What a boy, you're amazing."

"Mr. Jin, Boss Jin is looking for you." Da Chao said standing in the hall.

Bao Ye looked away from the tablet: "You let him in."

"He also brought another person."

"Who?"

"I haven't seen it before. He shouldn't be from Gongcheng. There is no brand on his face, and he is not a slave."

"Since it was brought by my brother, let them come in together."

"Yes."

Bao Ye continued flipping through the tablet.

Jin Lingrui came in and saw the tumor on his face, wondering: "Is your face still not healed?"

Bao Ye raised his head and looked at him: "There are good times and bad times, now you see the illusion set by Dong Ling Ce, by the way, who did you bring?"

"I don't know him either, but he said he came to thank you."

"Thank me?" Bao Ye looked at the man following Jin Lingrui, couldn't help being startled, and jumped up happily: "He Jing."

He had been anxious all the time, worried that Baoye would forget his Hejing, but when he heard the happy cry, he finally calmed down: "Baoye, I'm really glad that you still remember me."

Baoye happily rushed over and held He Jing's shoulder: "He Jing, it's really you, I didn't expect you to come to me, I'm so happy, sit down, sit down, Da Chao, get it to the kitchen Bring out the pastries and fruit."

He Jing quickly said, "Master Bao, you don't have to be so polite."

"I saw the news about you just now, congratulations, you got the position of the Patriarch of the He family."

He Jing said gratefully, "If it wasn't for your help, I wouldn't be able to sit in this position."

"I just gave you a few needles, and the rest depends on your own efforts. Don't talk about this, by the way, how did you come to the world? You don't want to come here to open a factory? Now slaves I'm rebelling, and I don't recommend you start a factory now."

He Jing said with a smile, "I came here because I saw the slaves rebelling and worried about your safety, so I came here to see you."

"What a brother." Bao Ye happily patted him on the shoulder again: "Don't worry, I'm fine, do you have other things besides looking at me? If not, stay here for a few days to accompany me Me, I'm getting bored here.

"I just came here to see you. If you don't think I'm disturbing you, I'll trouble you to prepare the room."

That's great. Bao Ye hurriedly asked Da Chao to clean up a room and come out: "By the way, you just took the position of Patriarch, and then ran to the lower world. Are you not afraid that other people will take your position as Patriarch?" "

He Jing said neither shyly nor caringly: "I never thought about taking this position from the very beginning. I became the Patriarch now to deal with some people conveniently. Now that all the people have been eradicated, this position is already available to me." No."

Bao Ye smiled and said, "Seeing that you are living so well now, I feel relieved."

He Jing didn't expect that the people he met by chance would miss his affairs so much, which really moved him: "I'll bring you something."

He took out two small bottles from his pocket: "I heard that these potions can wash away the marks of slaves, so I specially asked for two bottles from others. I don't know if it will be useful for you."

Bao Ye picked up the potion, looked at He Jing and said, "You give me the potion, it shouldn't be as simple as letting me wash off the slave mark, right?"