The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

Not only that, but she is still causing trouble for herself, it is better to say that she has not done a thing according to her own will in the past few thousand years.

"Bayi Yonglin, my patience is limited!"

Yue Yejian was trembling with anger, these words came out of his teeth almost word for word:

"Also, don't think that if you run away with that child for a while, you will be able to escape for a lifetime. After all, she is the princess of the Moon City, and she is the avatar of God who has inherited the blood and essence of that adult!!"

Om-! ! !

A vibration that almost pierced through the eardrum made Yue Ye Jian freeze suddenly, and saw an arrow passing by his neck, leaving a string of blood beads scattered in the air.

Immediately afterwards, Yonglin's voice as cold as ice and hell reached his ears:

"His Royal Highness is Her Royal Highness, don't let me hear such words, or I will not hesitate to spend the entire month buried with you."

Chapter 49 Comfortable and Free

"Isn't it? So you're actually Kaguya's mother?"

"Huh? Why do you think so?"

"Then what, I would like to ask, who is the child's father?"

"Hey, wait a minute, what are you talking about that I have never admitted!"

"Oh, by the way, and, you don't know Kaguya's bad character, do you? Raising a child like this, won't your heart hurt?"

"Shut up! When will you change your beating personality!"

At this moment, Wu Ye's face had already swept away the gloom not long ago, replaced by gossip and curiosity, looking at the woman in white dress and long skirt in front of him, he finally understood what Mianyue Toyohime's advice meant.

He accidentally found out the inside story of the eight o'clock stall hidden in the Moon City!

Things have to start ten minutes ago...

"Once upon a time there was a heroic striker, who was not afraid of life and death, rushed into the enemy's line and killed all directions. Seven times in and seven out, he rushed into the depths of the enemy's territory alone, so... since then, no one has seen him again. him."

With a secret sigh, Wu Ye raised his face and looked at the sky speechlessly. Now he found a fact sadly——

he's lost.

Charged from the front line, then broke a wall after listening to Yakumo Zi's words, was chased and killed by Mianyue sisters, was rescued by Yonglin, was chased by Mianyue sisters, and then was inexplicably let go.

Wu Ye doesn't know how long he has been walking around the Moon Palace now, maybe it's because he walked too deep, he didn't see either friendly troops or enemy troops.

"Huh? There is a door here?"

Looking from the inside, the Palace of the Moon looks like a vast white desert. Who knows what kind of aesthetics the Moon People are, anyway, Wu can't see what's wrong.

But in this desert-like world, he unexpectedly found a strange door beside the wall, and the mark on the door was also very strange.

Different from the generally arched gates in the Moon Capital, this one is square and extremely crude, with only a green sign above it, with a human icon on it and crooked words——

Exit.

"...Didn't I just accidentally walk back to Earth?"

Wu Ye looked at the door twitching from the corner of his eyes. He didn't understand what a group of guys who could go to the sky built such a low passage. Could it be that this is actually an air-raid shelter?

The door of the safe passage was open, and Wu Ye stretched his neck and poked his head in to have a look. The inside was pitch black, and there was some faint light in the depths.

After hesitating at the door for three seconds, Wu Ye raised his foot and walked in.

I have to say that thanks to Wu Ye's "immortality ability", he never looks forward and backward like others when he dies. He is not afraid of mountains of swords and seas of fire, and he can't die anyway.

Obediently following the drive of curiosity once again, Wu Ye walked into the safe passage, the dim light in the distance was very attractive, he couldn't help speeding up his pace, and then——

"Huh? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Wu Ye intuitively felt that he had stepped on the ground, and then a sense of weightlessness swept over his body, and he was falling rapidly.

The surrounding scenery began to become more and more strange, first there was a burst of darkness, then a bunch of colorful strange circles, and finally he saw a starry sky.

Looking at his feet like a bottomless pit, Wu didn't know where he was, but he felt that he might have to explain here.

Closing his eyes like a bachelor, Wu Ye clasped his hands in front of his chest, putting on a posture of obediently waiting for death, as if a thousand gusts of wind whizzed past his ears, but suddenly his body lightened, and everything returned to tranquility.

strangeness?Why didn't he feel any pain at all when he died this time?Tsk... Wait, I feel so cheap thinking about it this way.

The expected pain didn't come, and Takeya's closed eyes opened a gap. The scene in front of him still had nothing to do with the Moriya Shrine. It seemed that he didn't wake up, but he didn't seem to fall to his death either.

In doubt, there are footsteps in the distance, as light as the song of a mountain stream.

Now Wu Ye still maintained the posture of waiting to die when he fell, lying on the ground straight, half-opening his right eye and looking around at the movement around him. Soon, the owner of the footsteps appeared.

Dragging a white dress, the mysterious woman walked lightly to her side with lotus steps, she saw jade feet like frost jade, and her fingertips lightly slid across her waist like shelling eggs.

The electric shock-like feeling made Wu Ye's whole body numb, and he couldn't help but have endless aftertaste when he passed by. He saw the snow-white bare feet all the way from his waist to his abdomen, and then... stepped down hard.

"puff--!"

"Hey, since you're awake, why pretend to be dead? Get up."

This foot almost made Wu Ye spit out the last night's meal, and he couldn't care less about the appearance of the mysterious woman in front of him, so he said:

"Damn! It hurts! Who are you?"

"My temper is not small."