The Book of Troubled Times

Chapter 909 The wind is drunk this night

 Zhao Changhe’s words fall into the hearts of different people and have different perceptions.

Both Ye Jiuyou and Piao Miao felt that this was taking advantage of Ye Wuming's weakness to swarm him. Not only did Ye Wuming himself not be convinced, Zhao Changhe also lacked the sense of conquest, and forceful possession was not a taste. Zhao Changhe is not that kind of person either.

 But to Ye Wuming's ears, she felt quite complicated... She could tell that she really had a special place in Zhao Changhe's heart.

 He said, you are my BOSS.

 BOSS has a sense of sacredness.

As long as it goes against the BOSS image in his heart, he will feel that it should not be Ye Wuming, and he does not want to get such a Ye Wuming.

For example, when players on Earth challenge dungeons, those who challenge after being officially weakened are boring, while those who challenge before being weakened can boast about it for a lifetime. This mentality is difficult to explain to non-players. Aren’t they all passed, and the rewards are not lacking, is there any difference? some.

Ye Wuming has seen a lot of messy things on Earth, but since he has never played games, he doesn’t quite understand this mentality. In conventional understanding, this is sentient beings, and they don’t even want to affect the image in their minds.

Ye Jiuyou was saying: "Forget it, actually I am not willing to merge with her in the first place. Who wants to merge with a dog?"

 Ye Wuming: “…”

"The reason why she insists on pestering her is nothing more than revenge. It's very interesting to see how angry she is now." Ye Jiuyou said: "Since you also think it's time to separate, then try to separate. It's just that we can't separate on our own." It would be a little difficult if there were external forces. "

Piaomiao was sipping wine at the side and said in a good mood: "Changhe separated me and Yangyang. This is very experienced. But now Changhe is seriously injured. I'm afraid he won't be able to do it, so he still needs to heal first. There are actually many people in the Night Palace. It’s a pity that Ye Wuming confiscated the healing medicine, and now I don’t know if she is willing to take it out.”

 What does it mean to give up... Piaomiao, has your speech become like this now? Ye Wuming was heartbroken.

What's even more distressing is that there is something in the Night Palace that Ye Jiuyou doesn't know, but Piaomiao knows... Piaomiao, who was a good friend in the last era, has been to the Night Palace many times as a guest and visited many places, including the wine she drank at this moment. I don't know if it brings back any memories.

Ye Jiuyou said: "If she doesn't take it when it's not her turn, for whom does Changhe get hurt? Does she have the nerve to hide the medicine?"

As he spoke, he called out from the sea of ​​consciousness: "Hey, where's the medicine? Why didn't you take it out before?"

 Ye Wuming responded angrily: "He was sleeping before, what kind of medicine can he take?"

“I can feed him mouth-to-mouth, or you can do it that way.”

"roll."

“Hey, you’re pretending. Didn’t you enjoy being chewed just now? Your face is red and your eyes are watery.”

Ye Wuming really wanted to sue her for defamation. He was so angry that he wanted to kill someone just now, and now: "No matter how much I owed him before, I just paid it off. Now I want me to get the medicine. Dream on."

"The purpose of giving him medicine is to help us separate as soon as possible, so do you want to separate?" Ye Jiuyou blinked: "Oh, I understand. If you don't need medicine, you will have to practice more. You want us to practice more with him. , How comfortable can you be in my sea of ​​knowledge?”

 “…Go find Ruoyu to get the medicine.” Ye Wuming threw out a sentence and immediately shut himself up.

Ye Jiuyou conveyed to Zhao Changhe: "Ye Wuming said, let us practice more."

Zhao Changhe glanced at her suspiciously, could Ye Wuming say this? Can’t you know the taste by eating the marrow?

 Having said that, dual cultivation can heal wounds, but it seems that it cannot cure the problem of my hair turning gray. Unless this matter is resolved, he doesn't dare to meet other women now for fear of being beaten - he doesn't know that the live broadcast of his bullying Ye Wuming has been broadcast simultaneously, and his white-haired appearance has long been seen by women.

Sooner or later he will not be able to escape from this beating.

However, this hair problem can be easily solved. It is nothing more than a matter of vitality. Just go to the lotus pond in the Nine Nether Abyss to practice for a while.

Thinking of this, he said: "Let's go back to the Nine Nether Abyss? We need to practice double cultivation, and the effect there is stronger than other places."

Piaomiao knew what he meant very well and said with a smile: "No need, hair is a very small problem. The lotus platform originally grew in the Night Palace, and the lotus pond in the Night Palace has its own meaning, and it is there just for this little thing. That’s it, it’s considered a return visit.”

 Zhao Changhe was also interested. I remember when I sneaked into the Night Palace with Piaomiao, I was shocked every step of the way, and was almost shattered by Ye Wuming's punch.

 Now you can go there openly and show your prostitution, but Ye Wuming can only stare.

 Just for this feeling, I should go and play... I can only say that Piaomiao has become bad, I don’t know how it has been polluted by Yangyang...

 …

The moon has few stars.

Ye Wuming was sitting side by side with Ling Ruoyu on the observatory, unfolding the Book of Heaven and holding it to his head, teaching Ling Ruoyu how to practice.

Ling Ruoyu followed Yue Hongling and learned all about swordsmanship and nothing else. This is a pity for Xinghe's attributes, and it is even more pity for Ye Wuming. He is the best in the world, but his daughter has never taught him a word.

I wanted to capture Ling Ruoyu and bring him to the Night Palace before, but Ling Ruoyu refused and almost fell out.

Now that Zhao Changhe has brought two **** to settle in the Night Palace, no matter how disgusting other things are, there is still one advantage: Ling Ruoyu can stay here with peace of mind, without having to choose who to follow.

On the surface, after the sisters merged, Ye Gong also belonged to Ye Jiuyou, but in fact it was far different. At least Ye Jiuyou didn't even know where the medicine was, and she didn't know the details of Ye Palace's various mysterious controls. Ye Wuming could actually activate the ban to expel the bad guys and girls.

The reason why I endured the discomfort of the dogs and men occupying the magpie's nest and did not activate the night palace ban to expel these **** is to spend more time with my daughter and teach her some things that belong to my mother.

 At this moment, the picture of mother and daughter reading side by side was quite beautiful, and it made Ye Wuming feel very comfortable.

Ruoyu's talent is extraordinary, and he can do whatever he says, which is even more refreshing.

"So according to the way of time and the way of life presented in the heavenly book, can we turn back daddy's gray hair?" Ling Ruoyu was asking.

Ye Wuming was startled. When the little girl was studying, she was actually thinking about how to treat Zhao Changhe... What kind of bad luck did this stinky bear have? It's just that all the women around him were looking towards him, and so were the children.

 She could only answer: "Theoretically it is possible."

Ling Ruoyu said: "But mother and Aunt Jiuyou are fused together. Such a method should be easy for you. Why can't we directly use the technique to treat father? Is it because mother is in a bad condition and lacks strength?"

"That's not true..." Ye Wuming educated: "Everything is relative. On the surface, Zhao Changhe's situation seems to be easy to solve, but in fact he is bearing the power of heaven, which is different. Our ability can be compared with The power of heaven balances out, and at this time, other external forces are needed to affect the balance, that is, the effect of medicine. Therefore, in many cases, magic cannot completely replace the effect of medicine, and this is even more obvious in their cultivation plane. The role is very special.”

Ling Ruoyu pondered: "If we introduce elixirs, talismans, and magic weapons, can we upgrade our realm?"

Ye Wuming was quite pleased when he heard this: "No, these are things that already exist in our realm, but they have just been suppressed. In other words, when these are fully revived, they will only be the complete effect of the Heavenly Book and will not lead to upgrading. . From the perspective of the entire universe, the Book of Heaven is only one of the magic weapons and cannot have the personality of the universe.”

 “So we have to get out.”

"Yes. When I named you the galaxy, I did not refer to the stars of this world, but to the vast starry sky of the universe. When we completely transcend this world, use the night sky as our quilt, and sleep drunkenly in the stars, that is my wish."

"I understand." Ling Ruoyu nodded seriously: "In the past, mother always wanted to return with the enemy, but in fact, she entrusted her wishes to dad and asked him to fulfill her long-cherished wish on your behalf. Just like you passed down the Night Emperor to him... Because Mom knows that he has the same aspirations as you, and the more you watch him grow, the more you look forward to that day."

Ye Wuming was stunned for a moment: "What nonsense are you talking about? What does it have to do with him?"

"Whether Mom thinks this way or not, I think Dad thinks so in his heart, so he never treats you differently."

 Ye Wuming was in a trance.

is that so?

 In fact, I am not even sure whether I have this idea. After hearing what Ruoyu said, I felt that maybe there was something subconscious about it.

 After working on it for a long time, I didn’t raise a daughter, but actually raised a son?

　　What... 　　"Just understand what I just taught you, mother, take a rest." Ye Wuming felt a little upset, stood up, walked to the edge of the observatory, lowered his head and looked at the lotus pond below.

 Hands of delicate hands inadvertently touched the neck and collarbone, and there were several strawberries on them...

Really, I didn’t feel that he kissed these places at that time. I felt that he only kissed these places, and he chewed them all at some time...

The helpless feeling of being held down once again came over his heart, and he was suffocated like a mountain. He had never felt so weak, not even when he blew himself up and was on the verge of death... This feeling was too terrible.

 The most frightening thing is that I only feel anger and humiliation in my heart, but I don’t feel sick at all.

Our lips and tongues were intertwined, but I didn’t feel sick at all.

 Ye Wuming's split soul began to hurt again, and he pinched his forehead tightly.

There was a sudden sound of wind beside him, and Ye Wuming instinctively waved his hand to sweep it away. Zhao Changhe appeared next to him, raised his arms, and Tengteng took several steps back.

 Ye Wuming retracted his hand and said angrily: "What are you doing here? Do you want to do it again?"

"I can't even beat you. I was knocked back several steps by your slap. What can I do?" Zhao Changhe stood beside her as if nothing happened, standing side by side with her, looking down at the scenery of the lotus pond below.

“So are you here to watch the scenery with me? Or are you here to strike while the iron is hot and declare what you have done to me?”

"It's not that boring." Zhao Changhe sighed: "Originally, Piaomiao and I came here to revisit our old places and wanted to take a bath in the lotus pond."

 Ye Wuming: "...Do you feel that it is a place that was once so dangerous that you risked your life, but now you can play casually and it's fun?"

"Yes." Zhao Changhe said honestly: "But if I find Ruoyu here, forget it. Come back next time."

 “Want to have a next time?”

 Zhao Changhe doesn’t answer this, is there no next time? Can you still chase people away now?

 But after all, it was a man who was occupying a magpie's nest and wandering around in other people's homes. He didn't have the shame to say this loudly, and just said: "I always have to find a place to heal my wounds."

“Then why don’t you go back to your Nine Netherworld Abyss?”

“If I leave, are you sure Ruoyu will stay like this?”

 Ye Wuming stopped talking.

I'm not sure if Ruoyu will stay. Judging from her attitude just now, she seems to be thinking about her father. I have just been tired of my child for a few hours, and I don’t want to let him go.

Zhao Changhe didn't say anything either. The two of them stood side by side quietly, looking down at the water. Each of them seems to have thousands of words in their hearts, but they don't know how to say them.

 Having pressed her against her body, kissed her and touched her, seeing each other again now, the psychology is really different.

 At least Ye Wuming didn't dare to turn around and look at his face until now... Ever since he was born, he has never felt so cowardly.

 But standing quietly at night, with the evening breeze blowing slowly, the more silently they stood side by side, the weirder they felt in their hearts, and they felt that the atmosphere was getting more and more wrong.

 Zhao Changhe was getting more and more wrong. He originally came to her with the intention of asking for medicinal materials, but he hasn't said anything yet. She smells so good...the scent is still so familiar, the kind that I nibbled on whenever I wanted a few hours ago.

 The feeling of touch is so familiar, even the gasping and moaning feel like they are in my ears.

Neither of them could bear the atmosphere, and suddenly said at the same time: "You..."

They then turned to look at each other with a strange expression, and said in unison: "You speak first."

 Ye Wuming finally laughed: "What a soap opera."

Zhao Changhe also laughed: "It can be seen that there is still some basis for reality."

Ye Wuming flipped his hand, and a pill appeared in his hand: "You are looking for medicine, take it."

At first, I was humiliated and angry, and I refused to take the initiative to give him medicine. However, at this moment, I took it so naturally, as if it was the way it should be.

Zhao Changhe also took the medicine naturally and took it directly.

The white hair soon began to turn black visibly to the naked eye, and soon returned to its original appearance.

 Ye Wuming turned his head and glanced: "It's not as pleasing to the eye as Bai Bai."

Zhao Changhe really wants to ask you, are you also a white-haired person? Or was it because the white-haired form took away your first kiss?

 After all, he didn’t ask any questions as he spoke, he just continued to digest the power of the medicine silently. The medicine that Ye Wuming collected from Ye Palace is of course not only effective in dyeing hair. It contains surging vitality and is also beneficial to the recovery of other injuries.

 Ye Wuming said: "So what did you want to say just now?"

Zhao Changhe was silent for a moment and replied: "I want to say that seeing you and Ruoyu reading together... it was very warm."

 Actually, I have long forgotten what I wanted to say...

Ye Wuming was silent for a while, and said: "If Yu suggests that we fully revive the laws of elixirs, talismans, magic weapons, etc., I will discuss it with Jiuyou."

This is to deliberately deflect the topic, so as not to fall into the weird atmosphere of a family of three.

Zhao Changhe was holding back his words and really didn't know how to speak. He finally said: "Okay...when you define the new rules, I will ask Chichi to promote the world with national efforts."

After saying that, there was nothing more to say. The two stood in silence for a while, and Zhao Changhe finally left a little embarrassed. Ye Wuming still looked at the pool, without even saying goodbye.

Zhao Changhe was afraid that he would not leave anymore, so he wanted to hug him... In this state, if he hugged her, he would most likely be beaten to death by Ye Wuming.

What he didn’t know was that after he left, Ye Wuming, who seemed to be looking at the scenery calmly, let out a long breath, and his shoulders slumped a little.

She didn’t know how she would react if Zhao Changhe hugged her just now.

Ling Ruoyu’s little head emerged from the side: “Mother…”

 Ye Wuming put on a smile: "What's wrong? What's so difficult about the Book of Heaven?"

“No, I want to take a rest. Mom, can you sleep with me? Tell me stories from the last era.”

 Ye Wuming happily hugged his daughter: "Okay, let's go to bed."

Ling Ruoyu blinked.

I heard my father say just now that he gave up sharing a bath with his aunts because he was here. If she leaves alone, I'm afraid my mother will forget that her main soul is still in Aunt Jiuyou's body. Every time we practice together, our parents will have fun.

Their atmosphere today is weird enough. Will it become more natural if we come here a few more times?

 To put it bluntly, they are two men and women who are obsessed with saving face. They are worse than a dragon bird in seeing things. Ling Ruoyu quietly touched the Longque military counselor in his arms, and gently hooked his fingers. The phantom of a little finger also extended out of the broad knife, hooked with her, and declared victory.

Ye Wuming held the child in his arms and told stories. As he was telling the story, the main body's soul saw the two of them hugging each other and rolling in the pool of water.

 Not long after, Zhao Changhe and Ye Jiuyou merged into one body. In Ye Wuming's feeling, it was like entering into himself.

 (End of this chapter)