My practice narration is weird

The Tao realm that spread all over the world began to dissipate at this moment.

Nothing has changed.

Most people in the world are unaware of what is happening.

Maybe he just paused suddenly, then rubbed his waist and sighed about how tiring he was during this period. As if he was tireless, he finished all the things he had accumulated in the past in just a short period of time.

Life still goes on, but the dust-laden emotions return to people normally.

Ye Wuyou's sight was far away and he could see everything.

Then, he withdrew his gaze, turned around calmly, and looked at the woman who suddenly appeared in front of him.

The broken sword was still held in his hand, with a lingering blush on it.

Behind him are the bodies that have fallen silent, and the shrouding black mist that is gradually dissipating.

He looked at the narrator in front of him without any words, but his eyes conveyed the words clearly.

Is it over?

The narrator didn't say anything, just waved his hand gently.

The surrounding scenery suddenly changes.

The sea area dissipated, the black fog disappeared, and even the sky disappeared.

The world is an endless expanse of pure white, no matter up, down, left, south, south, south or north.

Ye Wuyou stood inside, feeling that the figure was extremely small.

Isn't it over?

He raised his knife and pointed at the only two human figures in this world of pure white.

Ye Wuyou spoke slowly, with a smile in his calm voice.

"Am I going to have another fight with you?"

The woman looked sideways at Ye Wuyou.

After looking at it for a moment, it finally shook its head.

The words without much emotion came quietly.

"If it were in the past, you wouldn't even be qualified to fight me."

"But right now, my power is given to Bai Yuchan."

The raised blade was not lowered.

The narrator then spoke, his words somewhat self-deprecating and joking.

"I was tricked by him, and I don't have any strength at this moment."

"Ye Wuyou, you know, if you take back your power, that guy can actually win. Even if the price you pay will be a bit heavy, you will only be the one who falls in the end."

"And if he wins, the moment he freezes, I will take everything back. It's just a pity that he lost..."

After a slight pause, the narrator looked at Ye Wuyou and smiled.

"The one the ant was wary of until the end was actually not you, but me."

There was a hint of thought in Ye Wuyou's eyes, and he recalled in his mind what Bai Yuchan had said to him three years ago.

The power of the narrator is weirdness, the source of all the weirdness.

The power was given to Bai Yuchan.

Only then did we have the realm of Tao that covers the world, only then did we have the [Lifeless Person Appearance] that could be divided into everyone in the world, and only then did we have the power to control the endless realm of mystery.

Can White Jade Chan defeat Ye Wuyou?

not necessarily.

How can we conclude something that has not happened?

But Ye Wuyou knew that if Bai Yuchan really risked his life at all costs, it would be even more difficult for him than now, instead of the fact that he still has some strength left at this moment.

Between the two, one will inevitably survive and one will die.

But the other side will definitely suffer heavy losses.

But how can a seriously injured person resist the narrator?

Who will handle the narration?

Who can stop the narrator?

Bai Yuchan's last-minute choice was to dissipate all that power.

Whether it is Ye Wuyou or Bai Yuchan, as long as one of them is still there, they can contain the hidden dangers that may arise due to side stories in the future.

But all this is just Ye Wuyou's conjecture, what exactly Bai Yuchan wants.

Only God knows.

Looking at the broken sword close at hand, the narrator smiled lightly.

"Then right now, I don't have any power, and I can't be your enemy."

"Then you want to ban me?"

Ye Wuyou nodded and said.

"Banned? You should indeed be banned now."

The narrator seemed to have known this for a long time and spoke without any surprise.

"That's right, but how long can the ban last? Hundreds of years, thousands of years, tens of thousands of years, hey, Ye Wuyou, your consciousness that relies on weirdness will eventually dissipate one day, even if the time is far away, but I will appear in the world again one day.”

Ye Wuyou knew that what the narrator said was not a lie.

It doesn't even bother to lie.

It really has no power at the moment, it is just a weird form, but it is the weakest avenue.

But it won't die.

One day, the narrator will reappear, bit by bit, regaining all his power, and even becoming stronger than before.

Ye Wuyou didn't know what his current state was before, whether he was human or weird.

If it is weird, then has he also become an immortal existence?

But now from the narrator's words, Ye Wuyou knew the answer.

It's different from real weirdness.

He is still immortal, but human consciousness will die, but this time span will take a long time to come.

There was thought in Ye Wuyou's eyes, but the woman smiled and spoke the most indifferent words in the most relaxed tone.

"At that time, if I saw that the world did not follow my will, then I would wipe out everything, usher in life after death, and let the world evolve again."

roar.

Isn't this what Bai Yuchan said before?

Bai Yuchan wants to completely solve the narrator and looks for a way to do this.

And what should I do now?

Ye Wuyou was not in the mood to argue with the narrator, and just said lightly.

"You seem to be a little too extreme."

"Is it extreme? No, it's just right."

The woman shook her head in denial, then stretched out her hand.

Turn your palms upward and clasp your fingers tightly.

"Life has been changing all the way from the beginning, and in the end, we have the 'people' we are today, a great person like Bai Yuchan, and you, Ye Wuyou."

"All of this was driven by me. Your appearance actually proved that I was right."

"The better you are, the further you go, the more you can prove that everything I do is correct. Ye Wuyou, your [No One's Image] made me see wonderful things, and Bai Yuchan's thoughts made me see Another glorious possibility, I see all of this, so through my promotion, the "people" in the future will only be better, and the world in the future will also become better."

The woman's voice was full of indifference, yet it was extremely awe-inspiring. It was a question that transcended the level of life.

"In that case, Ye Wuyou, why do you stop me? Why do you stop the evolution of life?"

Ye Wuyou was silent for a moment, then looked directly into the eyes of the narrator in front of him and spoke calmly.

"Civilization without people is meaningless."

The narrator smiled softly and said calmly, as if he had known this before.

"You say all this just because you are a human being. You are too shallow to be detached. And the civilization I have experienced is not just human beings."

Ye Wuyou did not refute, just wrote lightly.

"What about you? Haven't you always kept saying that you are human?"

The narrator was silent for a moment, then shook his head.

"On the one hand, it's because I don't quite agree with what people called me in ancient times - Heavenly Dao. That's really too ignorant."

"In ancient times, I subtly taught them a lot of things. They are the crystallization of countless civilizations, and they have benefited a lot."

"So some people respect me, some people fear me, some people beg me for mercy, and some people want to overthrow me."

"But I won't react because of these people's actions. People don't need to respect my illusory existence, and they don't need to be afraid of me. I won't be angry because people have done evil deeds, and I won't be angry because of your life. Good deeds will bring blessings, because what does this have to do with me? I just quietly watch the changes in the world, like an observer."

"Man is the founder of current civilization. In any difficult situation, he should rely on himself instead of looking up to those illusory existences. I am not a god, but the name given by others makes me disgusted."

There was a slight pause in the words, and the narrator spoke with a smile.

"On the other hand, the appearance of people has indeed given me a lot of surprises. Until now, your existence is indeed the one I recognize the most. I am not the founder of civilization, but an observer, and at best a promoter."

"So of course I want to understand all of this and what it's like to be human."

"But it's a pity."

The narrator sounded a little regretful, shaking his head and sighing.

"After all, I can't understand all of you. Although your thoughts are rich and strange, and you can create many bizarre things, you can't transcend the world. I can't understand it."

"Just like right now, Ye Wuyou, you can't understand me. There is an indelible gap between you and me."

This is a point that cannot be argued.

The cognition is different, and even the point of argument cannot be found.

But Ye Wuyou didn't care about these things.

What the narrator said was vague and he couldn't quite understand it.

Or maybe I didn’t understand it at all.

"What do you understand and not understand? I can't understand you, but what you say is so awesome, omniscient and omnipotent, and it makes you look so powerful. Why can't you understand me?"

Ye Wuyou pointed with a big hand, glanced sideways at the narrator, and frowned.

"Come on, I can't tell you anything else, but what is there about me that you can't understand? Ah, shit."

Ye Wuyou must understand himself.

This bitch is easy to talk about, but he is also a guy who has seen everything about himself.

So using yourself as a reference, you can always say a few words, right?

When these words were spoken, the narrator in front of him fell into thinking for a moment.

Throughout the long years, Ye Wuyou was indeed the only exception.

The narrator witnessed everything Ye Wuyou experienced with his own eyes.

So it quickly spoke calmly and asked.

"Does dual cultivation make sense?"

ah?

Ye Wuyou looked at the narrator with almost astonishment, and said in a daze.

"You asked me?"

"Who are you asking if you don't ask?"

"You were barking in my head every day, except for dual cultivators and silver handkerchiefs. You ask me this?"

"It's precisely because I don't understand that I ask you to keep doing it so that I can try to understand. Is there a problem?"

The narrator spoke calmly, but Ye Wuyou was silent for a moment.

It seems to make sense.

How should Ye Wuyou respond to the question of whether dual cultivation is meaningful?

"It makes sense, how can we thrive without dual cultivation." Ye Wuyou considered.

The narrator cannot deny it.

"If it's just for reproduction, it's fine. I can understand this, although there are more efficient methods."

"But it's obvious that the starting point of many dual cultivations is not reproduction."

Ye Wuyou tsked slightly and frowned.

"Is dual cultivation just for reproduction?"

"In terms of the concept of life evolution, this is true."

The narrator gives examples one by one.

"Not to mention that dual cultivation is a lot of work for both parties, there are also problems with reproduction itself. The baby lives in the mother's body, absorbs nutrients, and makes the mother weak. In order to survive, it will actively secrete a breath that makes the mother love it. This way of reproduction is actually a defect of life. It shouldn't be like this. It should be..."

"Stop, stop, stop."

Ye Wuyou interrupted the narrator's narration directly.

There is really no way to explain it.

It's like this, what else can I say.

Just obey.

The narrator also stopped its narration and said.

"Do you think it's wrong? So, I can't understand dual cultivation."

Ye Wuyou was angry and amused.

"After saying so much, have you ever practiced dual cultivation?"

The narrator was silent for a moment, shook his head, but spoke in a very calm voice.

"But I don't need to practice dual cultivation, because I have seen a lot, including the things in your mind, I have studied them over and over for a long time."

What are you studying...

Ye Wuyou felt his scalp tingling at this moment. He almost forgot what was in his mind, but the narrator looked it up and looked at it from left to right.

This is tantamount to the most private browsing history being publicly executed.

The narrator didn't care about Ye Wuyou's strange expression, but continued to speak.

"Because I am looking at your perspective, there are more women in it, but anyway, I can't understand all this. In my opinion, those so-called jade bodies are actually no different from white pork. In people's words, it's nothing more than a pool of wine and a forest of meat. In the end, they are just red-faced skeletons."

Ye Wuyou's teeth were trembling at this moment.

It's hard to say whether he was angry or something else.

What is my perspective?

Ye Wuyou stared at the woman in front of him and gritted his teeth.

"What do you mean by no difference from pork... the difference is huge."

"What's the difference?"

Ye Wuyou took a deep breath and laughed.

"Since you keep saying you are omniscient and omnipotent, can you turn a piece of pork out now?"

Although he had lost most of his power, the narrator could still do this.

It listened to Ye Wuyou's words, nodded, and then turned a piece of white pork out with a flip of his jade hand.

Ye Wuyou pointed at the piece of pork and gestured.

"Come, touch it."

The narrator reached out and touched the piece of pork.

"Then what?" the narrator asked.

Ye Wuyou nodded, looked at the chest of the woman in front of him, and gestured.

"Are you real or fake..."

The narrator looked indifferent. This body was the [life] that he had asked Bai Yuchan to copy before, and was shaped according to his ideas.

Of course it was real.

From flesh and blood to meridians, from organs to nerves, they were all the same body as a human.

Ye Wuyou didn't ask any more questions, "Forget it, since you pinched it yourself, feel it yourself."

The narrator didn't hesitate, and put the hand that touched the pork on his chest.

Ye Wuyou said, "Is there any difference?"

This time, the narrator seemed to hesitate, but then shook his head.

"No difference."

How can there be no difference?

Ye Wuyou was stunned, and then motioned to the narrator to touch it again.

"Use a little more force." He gestured.

The woman stretched out her hand, pinched the pork, and then pinched herself.

"Is there any difference?" Ye Wuyou asked.

The narrator covered his face with a mask, and no one knew his expression, but the woman hesitated for a while, and still shook her head.

"No difference."

Huh?

Ye Wuyou just felt puzzled, and now he stopped talking nonsense with the narrator.

He went straight to the point.

First he touched the pork.

The touch was not very good.

Then he wiped his palm on the other's sleeve, and then reached directly into the collar and probed inside.

The touch...

was completely different.

"Is there a difference?" Ye Wuyou turned around and asked.

He was mainly asking the narrator, not himself.

This time, the narrator was silent for a long time.

Finally, the woman responded lightly.

"There is a difference."

"What's the difference?" Ye Wuyou asked.

"It feels different."

"What feeling?" Ye Wuyou asked again.

What kind of feeling is it?

His eyes flickered slightly, and even the narrator, who was called omniscient, was suddenly a little speechless at this moment.

There is no difference between touching pork and touching breasts by yourself, just a little more touch.

But the narrator knows that the essence is the same.

But why is it a little different when Ye Wuyou reaches out to touch his body?

The narrator silently lowered his head, his eyes looking at the palm that was still stretched in her lapel at this moment.

Is it a touch?

The narrator was a little uncertain and couldn't describe this feeling. After thinking for a moment, he raised his eyes quietly and said.

"You use force."

"Hmm?"

"I need confirmation." The narrator spoke slowly.

It needs more feelings to confirm all this and understand the difference between the two.

Ye Wuyou looked up at the sky, his eyes slightly dull and hesitant.

He actually understood what the narrator meant.

But although everything was normal, it always felt a little strange.

This development was beyond his understanding.

This was an original plot that could not be described in any book in the world.

So Ye Wuyou exerted a little force in his palm, and the softness that could not be completely wrapped changed its shape.

The brows under the mask frowned slightly, the woman's body trembled faintly for a moment, and a strange feeling emerged in the narrator's mind.

But that feeling was fleeting.

It was like a glimmer of light in the dark night, unable to illuminate the entire dark sky.

The narrator felt that he had grasped something, but he didn't.

"Push harder."

So Ye Wuyou exerted force again, his fingertips sank into the softness, leaving five deep finger marks on the fair skin.

The narrator looked calm, but his legs suddenly softened for some reason, and he lost his strength completely out of his control.

The strange emotion that was rippling in his heart was finally firmly grasped by it.

The woman staggered back a step, lowered her head, covered her chest and remained silent.

Ye Wuyou stood in front of it, looking at the other party quietly, and said.

"So have you confirmed it? What is it like, and what is the difference?"

...

It's a wonderful feeling.

It's indescribable.

The omniscient narrator also felt the lack of words at this moment.

But the narrator has always been stubborn. After thinking for a while, he looked up at this moment and still denied the question.

"It's just that the touch is different. Touching yourself and being touched by others are of course different feelings. This is not a difference."

"So?"

"Even if it wasn't you, Ye Wuyou, but someone else, it would be the same."

Ye Wuyou was stunned for a long time, and finally laughed angrily.

"Okay, okay, you wait, I'll find someone else."

Cai Wei definitely can't do this.

Then should I find Bai Lu, Luo Qinghan, or Luo Yue?

If it's Bai Lu... Will the little fox think that I'm weird?

If it's Qinghan... Ye Wuyou thought about it and could roughly imagine Qinghan's silent but disgusted look staring at him.

If it's Luo Yue, although she has a strong ability to accept, isn't it too inappropriate to leave this to her?

By the way, there's Xia Anmeng. The little aunt is still very good. I guess she will only touch him in a trance.

Ye Wuyou turned and left.

But just as he took a step, he was grabbed by the person behind him.

"What?"

The narrator was silent for a while, and finally shook his head.

"I don't want others to touch me."

The voice paused slightly, and the narrator seemed to realize that what he said was inappropriate, and then added.

"Others are not qualified."

Ye Wuyou stared at the front for a long time, suddenly smiled, and pointed at himself.

"What about me?"

"You are qualified."

Ye Wuyou glanced at the woman in front of him, and then gently knocked off the hand that was holding his shoulder.

"Then you go and wait for the next qualified person."

The narrator was stunned and stood there.

Ye Wuyou raised his eyebrows, and the next moment, the Dao domain unfolded, covering this world and stepping out of it.

After that, it was to seal the narrator... and then slowly think of a way.

But the voice came from behind, with a question, and a hint of urgency.

"Ye Wuyou, you... practice dual cultivation with me."

"Get out, you bastard, are you worthy?" Ye Wuyou refused of course.

"If you don't practice with me, I won't understand all this."

"It's none of my business."

But the narrator didn't give in at all, and his voice became fierce.

"If you don't practice with me, I will destroy the world."

? ? ?

His footsteps paused slightly, and Ye Wuyou only felt the thunder roaring in his mind, constantly exploding, frying him to a crisp on the outside and tender on the inside.

The voice continued, rapid and fierce.

"If you don't practice with me, I won't understand all this."

"You can seal me or kill me, but I will appear in this world one day."

"Even if time is long, you will die one day."

"I can't understand, so I will definitely destroy all this."

The narrator's voice was 'sincere' and it was not a lie.

It can do it.

It really can do all this.

Ye Wuyou was silent for a long time, turned around and looked back, looking at the woman who had moved slightly forward at some point, and smiled.

"It's none of my business."

The narrator's eyes were slightly stunned.

What does it mean?

Previously, Bai Yuchan disregarded life and death, and even calculated himself at the end of his life, wasn't it just to prevent this world from ushering in destruction and rebirth again?

Isn't Ye Wuyou the same...

In the eyes of the narrator, the man in front of him chuckled and spoke at this moment, but his eyes never looked at it at all.

"It doesn't matter what you want, it doesn't matter what this world becomes, anyway, as long as I'm here, you can't make waves, you bastard."

"In these long years, I will try to solve you little by little. If I can't solve you, it's my problem, but I'll do my best and have a clear conscience."

"As for what will happen to this world after I'm gone..."

"Why do you care so much if I'm gone? Am I sick?"

After I die, who cares about the flood!

Ye Wuyou is not Bai Yuchan, Bai Yuchan is not Ye Wuyou, and Ye Wuyou can't become Bai Yuchan.

Both are people, but they are different.

Is this the essence? Is this the essence that I think?

Then can I understand Ye Wuyou?

The narrator listened quietly, with a look of understanding in his eyes, but still didn't know how to speak.

It didn't know how to persuade Ye Wuyou, but it wanted Ye Wuyou to stay.

So it could only reach out at this moment.

Then it took off the mask.

The clear eyes were slightly rippled, like the sparkling autumn water, like a little stutterer staring at him pitifully.

The woman's face was different from Luo Qinghan's, but they were both cold and flawless.

But on her cold face, the corners of her eyes exuded a charming and natural charm like a little fox.

The woman looked thin, and you couldn't see the plumpness under her clothes, but she stood there quietly, with a calm temperament like a mistress of a family.

Ye Wuyou had been looking away, and had never looked at the narrator for a second, but now he inevitably looked over.

He was completely out of his control.

He stared at the woman, and after a while, he opened his mouth.

"You are really good at sewing..."

The narrator smiled gently, but there was not much emotion in his eyes.

"Do you want to practice with me?" the woman asked.

There was great confidence and determination in her voice.

The narrator knew everything about Ye Wuyou, and knew everything Ye Wuyou liked.

Ye Wuyou would definitely not be able to refuse, and it was almost certain at this moment.

The response was a simple three words.

"You don't deserve it."

"Why!"

Ye Wuyou's eyes kept looking at the narrator, as if he admired it, and as if he wanted to see through its face and figure.

He spoke calmly.

"I like Lu Caiwei, I like Bai Lu, I like Qinghan, I like Luo Yue... I like them because they have their own merits, but more because."

Ye Wuyou glanced at the narrator for the last time, and then slowly looked away.

"My experience with them."

The narrator was silent.

It clearly gathered everything Ye Wuyou liked.

She had everything Ye Wuyou liked.

But experience...

The narrator gritted his teeth.

"Experience? What about your experience with me?"

"You mean the head full of dog barking and yellow garbage?" Ye Wuyou sneered.

"Wrong."

"What's wrong."

"That's the garbage in your brain. I just read it countless times...once." The narrator whispered.

Ye Wuyou's eyes twitched slightly, and finally turned around in silence.

Damn.

There's nothing to talk about today.

He's leaving.

The narrator wanted to stay.

It didn't know how many times it had tried to keep him.

So this time, the narrator decided not to keep him.

The woman just stood there in silence, watching Ye Wuyou turn around, watching Ye Wuyou step, watching Ye Wuyou use the Dao domain to prepare to leave.

At this moment, the narrator seemed to have returned to his old appearance.

A whisper came from behind Ye Wuyou's ear.

"Ye Wuyou, you lowly fellow."

"You are the most lowly ant, just like this bunch of stupid people, extremely disgusting."

"Trash, beast, beast, worse than beast, worse than beast."

"I could have taken you to appreciate the elegance above the sky, but you just bowed your head in the mud at the bottom, pitiful, sad, and ridiculous."

"You lowly termite also want to contaminate my body, it's just wishful thinking, how can a lowly creature like you be understood by me, it's just a foolish dream."

"The world is so big, it's at my fingertips. I gave you this opportunity to share with me, but you haven't even stepped into the phase of the immortal. It's really, stupid!"

"In the past, I was omniscient and omnipotent. You were not worth my attention. You were just a guy who was refined by me in an instant. Now I gave up that power, which gave you, a lowly ant, a chance to take advantage of me. Otherwise, even if you were ten thousand Ye Wuyou, you would have to kowtow and bow down at my feet. You wouldn't even have the courage to look up at me, because the gap between you and me is like a firefly and a bright moon."

"Ye Wuyou, if you don't practice, your vision will be poor, and you will see me like a frog in a well looking up at the moon. When you finally figure it out and step into the realm of the immortal, you will see me like a mayfly seeing the blue sky."

The most vicious insults and curses in the world were all spewed out of the woman's mouth at this moment.

The narrator was panting, his chest was surging, but he felt extremely happy.

What about Ye Wuyou?

Ye Wuyou was stiff all over after hearing this.

That is, he had a strong willpower and had been numbed by the narrator's barking in the past.

Otherwise, he would have exploded with this bastard on the spot.

But even so, his anger has almost reached the critical point.

The narrator took a deep breath, his expression was extremely relaxed, as if he had already accepted his fate of being imprisoned.

At this moment, she laughed and sneered at the person in front of her.

"Ye Wuyou, I have seen everything about you, I know your strengths and weaknesses, and I know how much you weigh. If you ask me..."

The voice was word by word.

"Ye Wuyou, you, can't!"

The constantly suppressed anger at this moment was really like lava rushing out of the surface, no less than a volcanic eruption.

Forgot the front, forget the back, anyway, Ye Wuyou has a lion in his eyes at this moment.

Ye Wuyou's figure flashed, and the next moment he appeared directly in front of the woman who was still laughing, and punched her directly with his backhand.

Strong hands cracked the skull!

The narrator's face twisted in an instant, and was knocked to the ground by this huge force.

The woman gritted her teeth and tried to get up without wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, but her hands were firmly stepped on by Ye Wuyou, and no matter how hard she tried, it was useless.

"Ye Wuyou, you..."

The narrator was lying on the ground, and was about to curse, but then his eyes were slightly stunned, and even the expression on his face was stagnant and paused.

The sky and the earth were white.

And in this boundless light, the shadow of something gradually emerged.

A questioning voice came.

"Do you know everything about me?"

The shadow covered the narrator's face from top to bottom.

"Do you know my strengths and weaknesses?"

The shadow continues to lengthen, obscuring the narrator's vision.

"You say I can't do it?"

The narrator fell to the ground, his eyes were covered with darkness, and he was silent for a moment. He felt that his words were a little difficult at this moment, and he whispered.

"Hey, can we reconcile?"

…

The narrator was lying on the ground, eyes wide open, staring blankly at the top blank space.

She gradually understood everything.

The woman panted slightly, but then stubbornly turned to the side, raised her arms, and looked at Ye Wuyou in front of her.

"I understand."

"Do you understand?"

"Well, I understand you 'people'."

The voice paused slightly, and the narrator shook his head again.

"Maybe I just understand you."

Ye Wuyou put his hands around the back of his head and glanced at the woman in front of him strangely.

He wants to say that you understand nothing.

But Ye Wuyou didn't speak in the end.

Don't worry, as long as she feels she understands.

But the narrator was unwilling to give in. At this moment, he forced himself close to Ye Wuyou, pressed against his chest, straightened his body, and looked at him condescendingly.

The woman stared at him, and the conversation suddenly changed.

"I understand you, so now, it's up to you to understand me."

Ye Wuyou looked confused.

How can I understand you, you piece of shit?

The slender jade arms pressed against Ye Wuyou's shoulders, and the fingertips of his ten fingers used a slight force to pierce into the flesh.

The narrator's eyes were filled with divine light, looking directly at Ye Wuyou, and spoke solemnly.

"Follow me into the realm of the lifeless."

"Why?"

"Only a complete understanding of each other can change everything and eliminate this last gap."

The narrator spoke seriously, but his figure gradually relaxed, and he gently pressed against Ye Wuyou, resting his head on the beating chest.

"Only when you truly step into the lifeless phase can you understand my thoughts and truly know everything about me."

"At that time, I don't care whether you agree with my ideas or deny my ideas. I won't stop you."

"If you think the world does not need to change, then you will not change. If you think the world is corrupt and should have a new look, then do whatever you want."

"I will no longer stop you in whatever you do. On the contrary, I will help you."

The woman's whisper seemed to have some kind of magic power, floating in Ye Wuyou's ears with some temptation and echoing in Ye Wuyou's heart.

Ye Wuyou's eyes were calm.

What a sign of a lifeless person...

Going round and round, in the final analysis, should I guide myself to that level again?

"Tell me your choice."

Ye Wuyou smiled but did not respond.

He just stretched out his hand, gently placed his palm on the woman's hair, exerted a slight force, and gently pushed it down.

The narrator had doubts in his eyes. He looked up at Ye Wuyou and asked.

"What's the meaning?"

Please...you...collect 6...books...!

"Shh, don't talk...keep going."

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"So is that guy omniscient and omnipotent? Why did it tell me that it gave up this power?"

In the Tianji Building, Ye Wuyou sat in the familiar small attic and asked these words to the mirror behind the table.

There was no response from the mirror for a long time, and it wasn't until Ye Wuyou became impatient with the waiting that the words came out and gave a response.

"In a sense, yes."

Ye Wuyou was stunned for a moment, but then frowned slightly.

The mirror in front of him was still empty, not a single soul in sight.

That voice?

The door of the attic was pushed open, and a middle-aged man in simple clothes walked in. Seeing Ye Wuyou looking at him, he gave him a kind smile, and then naturally sat down opposite Ye Wuyou.

"Ye Wuyou, right? Maybe this is the first official meeting. Well, as you can see, I built this secret building."

"My mental state was not very good a few days ago, and I was no doubt crazy. Because the past I recognized was constantly being overturned, and my memory was constantly being reorganized. Now it has finally stabilized. I'm sorry for making you wait a little longer."

The man snapped his fingers, and a figure walked into the attic again.

It's a woman.

He was also a guy Ye Wuyou once knew.

Su Qingchen walked into the attic at this moment and looked at Ye Wuyou calmly.

The woman didn't say much, but only served two cups of tea for the two of them.

Su Qingchen twisted her waist and left.

The Master of Tianji raised his glass and had a drink. He raised his eyes and saw Ye Wuyou sitting there, looking at the tea in front of him with an incomprehensible expression.

"What's the matter? The tea made by Qingchen is excellent. If you don't like it, can I ask Qingchen to change it?"

Ye Wuyou was silent for a moment, shook his head, looked a little strange, but did not hide his thoughts, and said quietly.

"She was a man before, right?"

The owner of Tianji smiled and nodded.

"Now a woman."

"What about you now?" Ye Wuyou couldn't help but probe, his heart burning with gossip.

The owner of Tianji didn't say anything, he just lowered his head and drank tea, but his expression was full of aftertaste.

“Good tea.”

Ye Wuyou didn't ask any more questions. He just lowered his head and pondered for a while before remembering the topic he wanted to ask just now.

"Side... what did you mean by what you said earlier that it is indeed omniscient and omnipotent in a certain sense?"

The owner of Tianji thought for a while, finally put down the tea cup and said softly.

"Do you think it is omnipotent? Well, of course it has a range, just in the world where we are."

Ye Wuyou lowered his head and thought.

Omnipotence is just a concept.

Endless power allows it to do everything, but not everything can be done in the blink of an eye.

The narration can also switch between life and death. It creates everything with the help of [life] and deprives everything with the help of [death]. That is its power.

It's just that it's not the [life] that Ye Wuyou considers in his heart, but if he looks at this world, it is [life], which can truly reverse life and death.

If the narrator regains all his power, he can indeed do everything within this range, such as causing the destruction and rebirth of this world and promoting the evolution of life levels.

After thinking about it, Ye Wuyou gave a positive answer.

The owner of Tianji cannot deny it.

"Indeed, this is Almighty."

"But it's not omniscient, right?" Ye Wuyou asked.

If the narrator is truly omniscient, how could he be reduced to such a situation?

The owner of Tianji spoke calmly.

"It used to be, but it later gave me this [omniscience], so it created me as you see it."

The owner of Tianji said with a smile.

"Although I cannot exert its full power, I can still understand everything in the past and everything that has happened in the world. Why don't I just claim to know everything."

Is this the origin of Tianji’s power?

Ye Wuyou narrowed his eyes and examined the man in front of him, with a hint of questioning in his voice.

"Why would it hand over [omniscience] to you."

"Hmm, I don't know, maybe it's boring?"

"Boring?"

The owner of Tianji spoke lightly and looked matter-of-fact.

"Yes, it's very boring. Knowing everything is very boring in itself. You can know everything that happens in this world, dirty, kind, beautiful, corrupt..."

"There are no secrets in anything, but without secrets, naturally, there will be less surprises and it will be boring."

"Knowing everything sounds good, but in fact, it's very torture."

Ye Wuyou could barely understand it.

Just like opening a blind box, do you really care about those gifts that may cost you money?

Just enjoy the opening process, this process of exploration, and enjoy the unknown.

But if you know everything.

Then open a fart blind box.

So, the narrator voluntarily gave up [omniscience] because it was boring?

And this happened a long time ago.

If not, Bai Yuchan would have had no chance of winning, the narrator would not have been torn apart, and he would not have met the narrator.

The master of Tianji talked in general, telling a few words about the past. Ye Wuyou listened quietly, with thoughts in his eyes.

The voice came from in front of him.

"Oh, of course there is one more thing. There are currently three existences in this world, which I have no way of knowing."

"Three?"

The owner of Tianji stretched out his hand to calculate, and then confirmed.

"Yeah, three."

The narrator himself is one.

What about the second and third ones?

Ye Wuyou asked, and the answer he got was simple.

The master of Tianji looked at Ye Wuyou in front of him and said calmly.

"One of them is you, Ye Wuyou. I don't know since when, I have been unable to know your affairs. If you hadn't told me these things, I wouldn't have been able to pry out any information."

"As for the other one... he's a young monk who travels around the world. I've met him once, and he's interesting."

Is it him?

Some of it was beyond Ye Wuyou's expectations, but it was also reasonable.

"Any more questions?" asked the owner of Tianji.

Ye Wuyou thought for a moment and shook his head.

there is none left.

The latter nodded happily, then stretched out his hand, tapped the table with his fingertips, and said to Ye Wuyou with a smile.

"Then, shouldn't we calculate the price you paid?"

Ye Wuyou stood up and looked calmly at the Tianji Building Master in front of him without saying anything.

But the latter wiped his sweat at this moment, coughed a few times and explained.

"This is a rule. It cannot be eliminated, and I cannot accommodate it, because it is a price, a strange price."

Ye Wuyou nodded to express his understanding.

"Whatever price you want."

If the guy in front of him asks for the price of deliberately making things difficult for others, then Ye Wuyou will beat him mercilessly.

But if you ask yourself to help find another guy like Su Qingchen, tsk...

Fortunately, the owner of Tianji Tower seemed to know the rules and did not mention any difficult matters. He just took out a piece of paper.

"The price is very simple. In fact, it requires your authorization."

"What authorization?"

"Well, have you seen the entertainment section of our Tianji Tower? Many of the stories there are adapted from real people."

"so?"

"What I'm saying is, I want to polish your story a little bit and put it up. Do you think that's okay?"

Ye Wuyou was stunned for a moment, looking a little strange.

He looked at the owner of Tianji in front of him, and then at the Tianji Post on the table beside him.

He moved his eyes slightly and looked at the entertainment section.

"Me and My Twenty-Six Landladies"

"Who said my aunt is bad? She is so kind"

"The unknown corner, my sister can't be so perverted"

Ye Wuyou suddenly fell silent.

The owner of Tianji patted his chest and added.

"I wrote it myself, you know my ability."

I know something...

Ye Wuyou remained silent, and finally shook his head.

"Forget it, I don't really like this..."

But the urgent words came again.

"Don't worry, if you mind, I will never release it when you are still here. It's not that you are no longer here, it will only be released after a long, long time, and it will not have any impact on you."

Ye Wuyou frowned, and finally took a deep breath and said seriously.

"I don't care about these, but I tell you, no one will read this kind of story."

"How can that be, it will definitely be a hit."

"Forget it, it will definitely fail."

Having said this, Ye Wuyou did not bother with the owner of the building, and wrote his name on the document.

"Is that all?" he asked.

The owner of Tianji Building happily took it, said "It's all right", and then wrote his name on another place on it.

Ye Wuyou glanced at it and frowned slightly.

It's called Juejue, what a strange name.

Ye Wuyou didn't care, turned around and took a step, and then waved to the owner of Tianji Building behind him.

"Thank you, Tianji Building Owner."

But then, he was stopped by the person behind him.

The middle-aged man named Juejue stood up with a smile, but shook his head at Ye Wuyou.

"By the way, there is one thing I need to make clear to you. I built the Tianji Tower, but I am not the owner of the tower. I am not the one who holds the [omniscience], I am just a...sharer with some connection."

Ye Wuyou looked a little confused, and his eyes were even more surprised.

"Who is the owner of the tower?"

Juejue clapped his hands, and a figure walked out from behind the attic again.

It was not a human figure.

On all fours, it looked like a sheep but not a sheep, and like a camel but not a camel.

Juejue stretched out his hand, pointed at this rare and exotic beast, and smiled and pointed it out.

"It is the owner of the tower."

Ye Wuyou was stunned for a while before blurting out a sentence.

"Alpaca."

After a while, Ye Wuyou walked out of the Tianji Tower and left side by side with the woman who had been waiting outside early.

…

The wind was howling, but Ye Wuyou did not use the magic of the divine way to shrink the earth into an inch. Instead, he and Lu Caiwei stepped on the sword tip and tail at a moderate speed, flying on the sword.

Looking at the strange long sword under his feet, Ye Wuyou was silent for a moment, and then spoke to the woman in front of him.

"I will find the best sword for you."

The old long sword that had been lost and recovered twice before withstood the erosion of time, but was eventually broken in the battle with Bai Yuchan.

The sword body turned into fragments, and then turned into powder, and disappeared completely.

Ye Wuyou could not pick it up.

After saying this, Ye Wuyou was actually a little worried.

He could indeed reshape a completely identical long sword.

But how could he not know what that sword meant to Lu Caiwei.

The meaning was completely different.

But Lu Caiwei's response came quickly, without a trace of hesitation.

"No, no, no..."

The voice was still stuttering.

Ye Wuyou was silent and didn't say anything.

Lu Caiwei was naturally sensitive to Ye Wuyou's emotions and knew what he was thinking, so she said softly.

"Really, really, really, no need. I, I, I don't really care."

Ye Wuyou was puzzled.

"Why?"

"Hmm?"

"Isn't that sword important to you?"

He asked seriously, so Lu Caiwei responded seriously.

The woman stepped on the tip of the sword, turned around gently, looked at Ye Wuyou with clear eyes, tilted her head and thought for a while, and finally raised her arm and held Ye Wuyou's hand.

"But you are the most important thing to me."

The voice echoed softly.

For some reason, the clouds around him seemed a little dim in Ye Wuyou's eyes at this moment.

The world reflected in his eyes seemed to be left with only the woman in front of him who was looking at him seriously and smiling gently.

Ye Wuyou didn't hesitate any more, but just stretched out his hand and gently wrapped his arm around the slender waist of the beauty in front of him.

The two figures flew away on the sword.

It was not until they were almost at Tianlan City that Lu Caiwei spoke again, whispering softly.

"It's time to celebrate the New Year..."

"Yes, yes."

Time passed so quickly that Ye Wuyou almost forgot that there was such a thing.

But finally, there were no more trivial matters.

This year should be a good New Year.

The voice came again.

"Yes, yes, Wuyou, I have something to tell you..."

"Yes?"

————————

The sky had already darkened.

The small cave, which stood alone in the sky, seemed particularly cold in the whistling wind.

The surroundings were devastated, the broken floor had not been repaired, and the formation surrounding the small cave was also badly damaged and had not been repaired, allowing the cold wind to invade.

Wenqu sat cross-legged on the wide platform, looking quietly at everything in the sky.

No matter how good the scenery is, you will get tired of it, not to mention that this scenery is unchanging.

Wenqu stood up and wanted to take a step and leave this small cave.

But...

The light flickered, ripples emerged, and Wen Qu retracted her steps.

She couldn't leave this place.

This was the restriction set by Ye Wuyou.

This was a cage that belonged to her alone.

However, Wen Qu's expression did not change at all, and she just watched everything silently.

She did a lot of things wrong.

She also knew that she did a lot of things wrong.

It was only because of Lu Caiwei that she was still alive.

However, Wen Qu had no complaints or regrets.

No matter what the outcome was, at least she saved her master.

That was enough.

Wenqu sighed softly, then turned around quietly and walked towards the dark palace without a single light.

But there was a sound of footsteps.

Accompanied by a familiar but long-unheard male voice.

"Wenqu, the New Year is coming soon, I'll take you back."

Wenqu looked up, did not turn around, and responded indifferently.

"Can I leave here?"

"Your master said he wanted to see you, that's all."

Ye Wuyou added.

"Besides, you will come back later. As for the future, to be honest, I haven't figured out how to deal with you... Let's talk about it later."

Wenqu smiled, did not turn around, and still walked towards the dark palace.

Ye Wuyou's voice was a little impatient, and he shouted at her.

"Are you really not going?"

"No."

"Oh, you have to go. Everyone is making dumplings at home. You can choose whether I knock you out or you can go by yourself."

Hearing this, Wenqu finally couldn't help turning around and looking back at Ye Wuyou.

How could there be such a bad person!

How could the master like him!

Wenqu gritted his teeth, but his eyes were full of grievance.

"I, I will go by myself!"

Ye Wuyou flicked his finger and unlocked the restriction. Wenqu's figure turned into a stream of light and left without looking back.

It was not until a moment after Wenqu left that Ye Wuyou sighed lightly, with some hesitation and entanglement in his eyes.

Little stuttering is good in every way, but the problem is... it's too good.

Ye Wuyou wanted her to take the initiative to break it all.

How could he forgive Wenqu.

"It's difficult."

Ye Wuyou shook his head, then stepped into the dark palace.

In the boundless darkness, Ye Wuyou took a deep breath, and then shouted towards the empty palace.

"Do you want to go out and take a look?"

This cage is not just restricting Wenqu alone.

But there was no response in the empty palace.

Ye Wuyou frowned and said, "If you want to get out, come to me yourself."

After waiting for a moment, Ye Wuyou did not hesitate and said lightly.

"Don't talk? Forget it."

Ye Wuyou turned and walked away. He left the hall in one step, and in another step, he had reached the edge of this cave.

The ripples flickered, and Ye Wuyou took another step.

But in the dark hall behind him, there was a flash of light and shadow, and then it jumped straight into Ye Wuyou's body and merged into his mind.

[You lowly ant, you dared to imprison me here without stepping into the lifeless phase. Your crime is unforgivable. You will never be able to transcend in the hell of hell.]

The familiar voice sounded in Ye Wuyou's mind.

"Don't bark like a dog." Ye Wuyou said indifferently, then took a step and disappeared.

But on the way, the narrator ignored it and continued to speak.

[The woman who was imprisoned with me was even more despicable. Not only did she not notice my existence at all, she even cried secretly in the dark while reciting the name of her master. Every time I saw this scene, I... hehehehe]

[Aren't you thinking about how to punish her for her sins? This matter is so simple, what is there to think about?]

[Why don't you practice with that little stuttering furnace in front of her, let her watch the master she loves in her heart ascend to the top of paradise with you... This scene will definitely completely defeat her Tao heart and turn her into a walking corpse]

[This is the best punishment, this is the indelible cage rooted in the heart!]

Ye Wuyou's eyes twitched slightly.

He regretted it a little.

Ye Wuyou wanted to send this dog back.

——————

Tianlan City, shrouded in the night, was not quiet. Several prosperous markets were brightly lit and particularly lively.

Ye Wuyou landed in the courtyard. As soon as he stopped, he smelled the fragrance of food.

Tables and chairs have been set up in the courtyard.

A woman in red was sitting at the table, sitting cross-legged and cracking melon seeds, looking relaxed and doing nothing.

She seemed to be waiting for dinner.

When she saw Ye Wuyou appear, the woman was stunned at first, then spit out the melon seed shells with a "Puh" sound, and then greeted him.

"Wuyou, they are all in the kitchen. I wanted to go, but they said that my old man wouldn't let me interfere. I had no choice but to sit down."

Ye Wuyou thought about it and said in a strange voice.

"Xia Anmeng, are you sure you can cook?"

"I'm very good at practicing."

"Can you cook?"

"I'm very good at teaching my disciples."

Xia Anmeng avoided the question.

The woman in red was Xia Anmeng. After Ye Wuyou banned the narration, he found Lu Qingshan and asked him to use [Life] to create a body according to Xia Anmeng's appearance.

Ye Wuyou remembered that he asked Xia Anmeng how this body was and whether he liked it.

The main thing is that Ye Wuyou himself is not sure whether the description of Xia Anmeng he made is correct or not. Is there any discrepancy?

Or what design of Xia Anmeng needs to be fine-tuned?

As a result, this woman directly said, "It's fine as long as you like it."

She had nothing to say after a long time of arguing with Ye Wuyou.

But Ye Wuyou still likes it.

A glance from the corner of his eye.

Wenqu was sitting on a small stool in front of the firewood room. Seeing Ye Wuyou's gaze, Wenqu turned his head and silently avoided his sight.

Why is it always in the firewood room every time it refreshes?

In fact, you don't have to stay in the firewood room every time...

But Ye Wuyou didn't say much, retracted his gaze, and walked straight into the kitchen.

Bai Lu's voice like a silver bell came out.

"Hey, look at me, I can make a dumpling with one clap of my paws."

Ye Wuyou saw the little fox reveal its true form, with its paws flying in front of the chopping board. This scene made him a little dumbfounded.

Luo Yue said slowly and calmly.

"Well said, you can eat the furry ones later."

The little fox was stunned when he heard it, thought for a moment, and then silently retracted its paws.

Luo Qinghan and Lu Caiwei were on the other side. Compared with the excitement on Bai Lu's side, this side was much quieter.

The sword light flew, without making a sound, and directly cut the dough.

Luo Qinghan shook Kunlun with his backhand, and directly pressed the dough on the chopping board, pressing it into round shapes one after another.

What surprised Ye Wuyou was that both Lu Caiwei and Luo Qinghan actually had some cooking skills.

Although the shape was a bit ugly, it was indeed associated with dumplings when the answer was already known.

Luo Qinghan made room for Ye Wuyou, and then spoke lightly.

"It can only be like this. When I was a kid, I was lucky to have something to eat. Don't worry about the shape. The taste must be good."

Lu Caiwei also stuttered.

"My master taught me to make dumplings before, and it was like this."

Ye Wuyou thought of what Xia Anmeng said to him just now, 'I'm very good at teaching my apprentices', and couldn't help but be speechless for a moment.

That's all.

Ye Wuyou drove all the people out of the kitchen, and then his eyes were cold.

[Ghost] appeared behind him.

The blue figure exuded a powerful aura and roared silently, like an invincible warrior who could defeat all enemies in the world.

After the ghost appeared, countless ghost hands stretched out.

Looking around to explore.

It seemed to be looking for where the enemy was, who was he going to fight?

But Ye Wuyou pointed directly in front of him at this moment, muttering something in his mouth.

"Go, make the dumplings."

The ghost froze and remained silent for a long time.

——————

The evening breeze blew through the steaming courtyard, bringing with it the laughter of people.

The table was full of dishes. Of course, except for the dumplings, all the others were bought.

"Delicious, delicious, look at the dumplings made by this genius, Huhu."

"This is made by Wuyou."

Clang...

Wine bottles were scattered all over the floor.

Ye Wuyou never thought that Xia Anmeng was actually an alcoholic.

At this moment, the red skirt swayed, revealing her white thighs stepping on the stone bench, and she blushed and played finger-guessing with Ye Wuyou.

How could everyone get drunk when they were practicing like this? But for fairness, Ye Wuyou and Xia Anmeng directly sealed themselves.

Gradually, everyone sealed themselves.

"That's all?"

"That's all? Then come again."

"Ye Wuyou, you can't do that."

"No, Xia Anmeng, you're raising fish by yourself?"

After the wine cup went up and down several times, Xia Anmeng finally sat back. Lu Caiwei brought a recliner for her, so Xia Anmeng lay back with her head tilted back, her body fell into the recliner, but her toes were on the ground, shaking.

The little fox was also greedy for wine, and at this moment, he scratched Ye Wuyou's head with a giggle, and then he showed his original form and fell asleep on Ye Wuyou.

The snow-white hair fluttered gently.

Luo Qinghan was sitting quietly at the side, enjoying the evening breeze. The coldness on his face was also washed away by the bustle, and had long faded. A blush appeared on his cheeks, and a faint smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, which had always been plain.

Luo Yue was swaying slightly at the side, but his eyes were still clear. At this moment, he walked to Ye Wuyou and nodded gently.

Ye Wuyou looked aside and immediately understood what Luo Yue meant. After thinking for a while, he walked towards Wen Qu and Lu Caiwei in a corner of the courtyard.

Master and apprentice.

The two turned their backs to Ye Wuyou and whispered to each other, but Wen Qu's figure was sobbing slightly for some reason.

Ye Wuyou stood for a moment until Wen Qu noticed his presence and restrained all emotions and crying.

He then coughed lightly and said in a solemn tone.

"Wen Qu, come with me."

Wen Qu was silent, but still turned around and followed Ye Wuyou forward.

But...

Wen Qu was pressed by Ye Wuyou on the previous seat.

The slightly helpless voice came from behind.

"I saw you didn't move your chopsticks or speak at the table before, and you didn't respond to several greetings. Wen Qu, I just want to say..."

The voice paused slightly, and Ye Wuyou smiled.

"I made it myself, why don't you try it?"

Then, Ye Wuyou picked up Wenqu's bowl and chopsticks, which had never been touched from beginning to end, and added a bowl of steaming dumplings for him.

Wenqu looked a little hesitant.

[Hehehe, this is the last meal, and I will send this ten-thousand-year-old virgin to her way after we finish eating]

When the voice sounded, Ye Wuyou rolled his eyes, looking a little unhappy.

But Wenqu thought that Ye Wuyou was dissatisfied with him, and at this moment his body was stunned, and then he didn't know what he thought of, and he moved the bowl and chopsticks with grievance.

While eating, tears almost fell.

Ye Wuyou was stunned.

Is it so delicious?

Look at the miserable appearance of the child...

Should I renovate the small cave that has turned into a prison? At least there are lights and meals in the prison, but the place where Wenqu is is pitch black.

Ye Wuyou leaned on the recliner and thought silently.

The moonlight is bright and the wind is gentle.

The courtyard was quite spacious. At this moment, everyone was sitting in a row, chatting leisurely.

Ye Wuyou was really carefree at this moment.

All the shackles had faded away. He no longer had such a heavy burden on his body, and there was no longer any crisis urging him to keep moving forward.

A little drunkenness mixed with the evening breeze, this feeling was very good.

But the voice in my mind always sounded so inappropriately.

[Look at these girls, chirping and making a lot of noise. I really should think of a way to make them shut up forever]

Ye Wuyou frowned slightly and issued a warning.

Don't mess with me, you bastard, or I will crush you to pieces.

The narrator was silent for a moment, then changed the subject and said in a frivolous and playful tone.

[After a good meal and a good drink, the night is just right, the jade body is lying, what a beautiful spring scene is waiting for you to pick, at this moment, why not practice together]

Don't make a fuss...

But the narrator was excited.

[Practice together! 】

No.

[Dual cultivation together! ]

No.

[Dual cultivation together! ]

Stop arguing.

[Dual cultivation together! ! ! ! ]

Ahhhhhh.

The crazy shouts kept echoing in Ye Wuyou's mind, making him almost crazy.

He wanted to close his eyes and rest for a while, but he couldn't calm his mind.

Ye Wuyou was finally furious and wanted to scold the narrator directly.

But he was in a trance for a while, not knowing whether the narrator had used some tricks or was really a little drunk.

The words came to his lips but were completely different from what he thought in his mind.

"Dual cultivation together!"

The small courtyard that was full of laughter and joy just now suddenly became quiet.

The little fox who had woken up now opened his eyes wide and pricked up his ears, as if recalling the words he had just heard.

Luo Qinghan narrowed his eyes slightly, staring, but did not speak.

Lu Caiwei realized it later, and now tilted her head and looked at Ye Wuyou with clear eyes.

Luo Yue sat up straight without knowing when, her face was calm as if she had not heard the words just now, but her eyes flickered slightly.

Wen Qu, who had just put a dumpling into his mouth, was dumbfounded at this moment.

Tears flowed down uncontrollably.

What the hell?

Do I have to practice dual cultivation with you after eating your dumpling?

The drunkenness in Ye Wuyou's eyes disappeared instantly at this moment, and his mind was full of thoughts. He didn't care about the narration and hurriedly explained to the surroundings.

"I said it wrong, I didn't mean that, I was scolding the narration..."

But there was still no response from everyone.

The woman's eyes were all silently looking at Ye Wuyou.

Ye Wuyou's figure was slightly startled.

What does this mean?

At this time, the person who had been sleeping on the recliner without moving, the real drunk person finally woke up.

Xia Anmeng rubbed her eyes at this moment, her expression was still confused, and she stretched her waist. Under the bright red skirt was that proud figure.

She looked around and felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange, but she couldn't tell what was strange.

But it doesn't matter.

Xia Anmeng grinned and raised her arms.

"Ye Wuyou."

"Hmm?"

"Let's practice dual cultivation together."

(End of the book) (End of this chapter)