book of troubled times

Chapter 909 This Night's Wind Drunk
Zhao Changhe's words have different impacts on different people.

Ye Jiuyou and Piaomiao both felt that this was a rush to Ye Wuming while he was weak. Not only would Ye Wuming himself not be convinced, but Zhao Changhe would also lose the sense of conquest, and it would not feel good to force possession. Zhao Changhe was not that kind of person either.

But when Ye Wuming heard this, she felt complicated... She could tell that she really had a special place in Zhao Changhe's heart.

He said, you are my BOSS.

The BOSS has a sacred feeling.

If anything goes against the image of the BOSS in his mind, he would feel that it should not be Ye Wuming and he would not want to get such a Ye Wuming.

For example, when players on Earth challenge dungeons, those who challenged them after the official weakening find them boring, while those who challenged them before the weakening can brag about it forever. This mentality is difficult to explain to non-players. They all passed it, and the rewards were the same, so is there a difference? Yes, there is.

Ye Wuming has seen a lot of random things on Earth, but he has never played games, so he doesn't quite understand this mentality. Conventionally, this is affection, and he doesn't even want to affect the image in his mind.

Ye Jiuyou was saying: "Forget it, actually I don't want to merge with her. Who wants to merge with a dog?"

Nameless Ye: "..."

"The reason why she insisted on pestering me was nothing more than revenge. It's very interesting to see her angry and frustrated now." Ye Jiuyou said: "Since you also think that we should separate, then let's try to separate. However, it will be difficult for us to separate by ourselves without external force."

Piao Miao sipped his wine and said in a good mood: "Chang He has shared it with me and Yang Yang, so he is very experienced. But Chang He is seriously injured now, so I am afraid he can't do it. He still needs to heal first. There are actually many healing elixirs in the Ye Palace, but it's a pity that Ye Wuming was confiscated. Now I don't know if she is willing to give them out."

What do you mean by "received"... Piaomiao, have you become like this when you talk now? Ye Wuming was heartbroken.

What is even more distressing is that there are some things in the Night Palace that Ye Jiuyou doesn’t know, but Piaomiao knows... Piaomiao, who used to be a good friend in the last era, has visited the Night Palace many times and visited many places, including the wine she is drinking at this moment. I wonder if it brings back any memories.

Ye Jiuyou said: "It's not her turn not to take it. Who did Changhe get hurt for? How dare she hide the medicine?"

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

Ye Wuming responded unhappily: "He was in a coma before, what medicine can he take?"

"I can feed you mouth to mouth, or whatever you want."

"roll."

"Oh, you're pretending now. Weren't you very happy being bitten just now? Your face is flushed and your eyes are full of tears."

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

"I gave him medicine to help us separate as soon as possible, so do you want to separate or not?" Ye Jiuyou blinked, "Oh, I see. If we don't need medicine, we need to practice more. Do you want us to practice more with him, so that you can have more fun in my sea of ​​consciousness?"

“…Go ask Ruoyu for the medicine.” Ye Wuming threw out this sentence and then became autistic.

Ye Jiuyou conveyed to Zhao Changhe: "Ye Wuming said that we should practice dual cultivation more often."

Zhao Changhe looked at her suspiciously. Would Ye Wuming say such a thing? Did he know the taste of the marrow?

Then again, dual cultivation can heal injuries, but it seems that it can't heal the problem of his gray hair. If this problem is not solved, he dare not go to see other women now, for fear of being beaten - he didn't know that the live broadcast of his bullying Ye Wuming had been broadcast simultaneously, and now his gray hair has been seen by women.

Sooner or later, you won’t be able to escape this beating.

But the hair problem is easy to solve. It's just a matter of vitality. All you need to do is go to the lotus pond in the Nine Nether Abyss and practice for a while.

Thinking of this, he said, "Should we go back to the Nine Nether Abyss? We need to practice dual cultivation, and the effect there will be stronger than in other places."

Piao Miao knew exactly what he meant and smiled, "No need. The hair is a minor issue. The lotus platform originally grew in the Night Palace. The lotus pond in the Night Palace has its own meaning. Just for such a small matter, it's enough to stay there. It can also be considered a revisit to an old place."

Zhao Changhe was also in the mood. He thought back to when he and Piaomiao sneaked into the Night Palace, how frightening every step was, and how he was almost smashed to pieces by Ye Wuming's punch.

Now they can go there and commit adultery openly, and Ye Wuming can only stare blankly.

Just for the feeling, I should go and have fun... I can only say that Piaomiao has become bad, I don't know what it has become after being polluted by Yangyang...

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Moon stars are rare.

Ye Wuming was sitting side by side with Ling Ruoyu on the observatory. He unfolded the heavenly book and leaned his head close to teach Ling Ruoyu how to practice.

Ling Ruoyu followed Yue Hongling and learned nothing but swordsmanship. This was a pity for Xinghe's attributes, and even more regrettable for Ye Wuming, as he was the best in the world, but his own daughter had never taught him a word.

He had wanted to capture Ling Ruoyu and bring her to the Night Palace and bring her himself, but Ling Ruoyu refused and he almost had a falling out with her.

Now that Zhao Changhe has moved into the Night Palace with his two bitches, no matter how disgusting other things are, there is 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 from the truth. At least Ye Jiuyou didn't even know where the medicine was, and she didn't know the details of Ye Gong's various mysterious controls. Ye Wuming could actually activate the ban to drive the adulterers out.

The reason why she endured the discomfort of seeing the couple occupying her home and living a carefree life, and did not activate the Night Palace ban to expel these bastards, was so that she could spend more time with her daughter and teach her some things that belonged to a mother.

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

Ruoyu is extremely talented and can say anything, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

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

Ye Wuming was stunned. While the little girl was studying, she was actually thinking about how to treat Zhao Changhe... What kind of shitty luck does this stinky bear have? Not only are the women around him so supportive of him, but his children are also supportive of him.

She could only answer: "In theory, yes."

Ling Ruoyu said: "But mother and Aunt Jiuyou are fused together, so this method should be easy for you. Why can't you directly perform the spell to heal father? Is it because mother is not in good condition now and lacks strength?"

"Not really..." Ye Wuming taught, "Everything is relative. On the surface, Zhao Changhe's situation seems easy to solve, but in reality, he is bearing the power of Heaven, which is different. Our abilities can offset the power of Heaven, but at this time, we still need to rely on other external forces to influence the balance, that is, the effect of medicine. So in many cases, magic cannot completely replace the effect of medicine, and it is even more obvious in their immortal cultivation plane. The effect of elixir is very special."

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

Ye Wuming was quite relieved to hear this: "No, these are what we originally had in our realm, they were just suppressed. In other words, when these are fully revived, it is only the complete effect of the Heavenly Book, and it cannot lead to an upgrade. From the perspective of the entire universe, the Heavenly Book is ultimately just one of the magic weapons, and it is impossible for it to have the status of the universe."

“So we’re going to get out there.”

"Yes. When I named you Galaxy, I was not referring to the stars in this world, but the vast and boundless universe. When we completely transcend this world, we will use the night sky as our blanket and sleep drunkenly in the Galaxy. That is my wish."

"I understand." Ling Ruoyu nodded seriously: "In the past, mother always wanted to die together with the enemy, but in fact, she placed her wishes on father, letting him fulfill your long-cherished wish on your behalf. Just like you passed the Night Emperor to him... because mother knew that he had the same aspirations as you. The more I watched him grow up, the more I looked 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 or not Mom has this idea herself, I think Dad thinks so in his heart, so he has always treated you differently."

Ye Wuming was a little absent-minded.

Is that right?

In fact, I am not even sure whether I have such thoughts. After hearing what Ruoyu said, I feel that maybe there is a little bit of it in my subconscious.

After all this time, I didn't raise a daughter, but actually raised a son?
What... "Just try to comprehend what I just taught you. Mother will take a rest for a while." Ye Wuming felt a little upset. He stood up, walked to the edge of the observatory, and looked down at the lotus pond below.

Her slender hands inadvertently touched her neck and collarbone, where there were several strawberries...

Really, I didn't feel him kissing these places at that time, it felt like he only kissed my mouth, when did he bite it...

The feeling of being held down and powerless surged over his heart again, as well as the suffocation that felt like a mountain pressing down on his head. He had never felt so powerless before, not even when he was on the verge of death by self-detonation... This feeling was too terrible.

The most terrifying thing was that I only felt anger and humiliation in my heart, and didn’t even feel disgusted.

Our lips and tongues were entangled together, but I didn't feel disgusted at all.

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

There was a sudden sound of wind around him, and Ye Wuming instinctively waved his palm to sweep. Zhao Changhe appeared beside him, bent his arms and blocked, then stepped back several steps.

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

"I can't even beat you. You slapped me and I was pushed back several steps. What can I do?" Zhao Changhe stood beside her as if nothing had happened. He stood shoulder to shoulder with her and looked down at the lotus pond scenery below.

"So are you here to accompany me to enjoy the scenery? Or are you here to strike while the iron is hot and declare what you have done to me?"

"How can it be so boring." Zhao Changhe sighed: "Originally, Piaomiao and I came here to revisit the old place and wanted to take a mandarin duck bath in the lotus pond."

Ye Wuming: "...Do you feel that it's fun to play around freely in a place that was once so dangerous that you risked your life?"

"Yes." Zhao Changhe said honestly: "But when I found out Ruoyu was here, forget it. I'll come again next time."

"Do you still want a next time?"

Zhao Changhe didn't answer this. Isn't there a next time? Can you still chase him away now?

But after all, I was just a cuckoo occupying someone else's home and messing around. I didn't have the face to say this out loud, so I just said, "I have to find a place to heal my wounds."

"Then why don't you go back to your Netherworld Abyss?"

"If I leave, are you sure Ruoyu will still stay here?"

Ye Wuming stopped talking.

I'm not sure if Ruoyu will stay or not. Judging from her attitude just now, it seems that she is still thinking about her father. I just spent a few hours with the child, and I don't want to let him go.

Zhao Changhe did not speak either. The two stood side by side, looking down at the water. They each had a thousand words in their hearts, but they did not know how to say them.

I have been kissed and touched on your body, and now when we meet again, I feel really different mentally.

At least Ye Wuming still doesn't dare to turn around and look at his face... He has never felt so cowardly since he was born.

But as we stood quietly in the night, with the evening breeze blowing gently, the more we stood side by side in silence, the weirder it felt in my heart, as if the atmosphere was becoming more and more wrong.

Zhao Changhe felt more and more uneasy. He had originally come to her to ask for medicinal herbs, but he hadn't said it yet. She smelled so good... and the smell was so familiar, the kind that he had chewed whenever he wanted a few hours ago.

The touch also reminded me of how familiar it was, even the gasps and moans seemed to be right beside my ears.

The two of them couldn't stand this atmosphere, and suddenly said in unison: "You..."

Then they turned their heads and looked at each other with strange expressions, 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 in reality."

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

She had been feeling humiliated and angry at first, and had refused to take the medicine out for him, but now she did it so naturally, as if it was supposed to be so.

Zhao Changhe took the medicine naturally and swallowed it directly.

The white hair quickly began to turn black visibly, and after a while it returned to its original appearance.

Ye Wuming turned his head and took a look: "It's not as good as Bai's."

Zhao Changhe really wants to ask, are you also obsessed with white hair? Or is it because the white-haired form took away your first kiss?
The question came to his lips but he didn't ask it. He just continued to digest the medicine silently. The medicine that Ye Wuming treasured in the Night Palace was not only effective for dyeing hair, but also contained surging vitality, which was also beneficial for the recovery of other injuries.

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

Zhao Changhe was silent for a moment, then replied, "I wanted to say that seeing you and Ruoyu reading together was very heartwarming."

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

Ye Wuming was also silent for a while, and then said, "Ruoyu suggested that we fully revive the laws of elixirs, talismans, magic weapons, etc. I will discuss this with Jiuyou."

This was intended to divert the topic and avoid falling into the weird atmosphere of a family of three.

Zhao Changhe had so much to say that he really didn't know how to start, so he finally said, "Okay... Once you define the new rules, I'll have Chi Chi promote Renjian with national strength."

After that, they were speechless. The two stood in silence for a while, and Zhao Changhe finally said goodbye in a somewhat embarrassed manner. Ye Wuming continued to look at the water in the pond, without even saying goodbye.

Zhao Changhe was afraid that if he didn't leave, he wanted to hug him... If he hugged him in this state, he would probably be beaten to death by Ye Wuming.

He didn't know that after he left, Ye Wuming, who seemed to be watching the scenery calmly, let out a long sigh, and his shoulders were a little droopy.

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

Ling Ruoyu's little head popped out from the side: "Mom..."

Ye Wuming put on a smile and said, "What's wrong? Is there something difficult about the Heavenly Book?"

"No, I want to rest for a while. Mom, can you sleep with me? Tell me the story of the last era."

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

Ling Ruoyu blinked.

I just heard Daddy say that he gave up bathing with the aunts because I was here. Why don't I just leave? Mommy probably forgot that her main body of soul is still in Aunt Jiuyou's body. Every time they practice together, Daddy and Mommy enjoy themselves.

The atmosphere between them is already weird enough today. If it happens a few more times, will it become more and more natural?
To put it bluntly, they were two men and women who were too concerned about their reputation. They were not as good as Longque in dealing with things. Ling Ruoyu quietly touched Longque Military Advisor in her arms and quietly hooked her fingers. A shadow of a little finger also stretched out from the broadsword and hooked it with her, declaring victory.

Ye Wuming was holding the child and telling a story. As he was telling the story, his main soul saw in Ye Jiuyou's sea of ​​consciousness the two of them hugging each other and rolling in the pool.

After a short while, Zhao Changhe and Ye Jiuyou became one, and in Ye Wuming's perception, it was as if they had entered himself.

(End of this chapter)