Start: Escape from Dao Wife

Others also passed out on the table during the drinks that followed.

Shen He and Jiu Tiao Sha Luo were drunk, fell to the ground and hugged each other, Pai Meng only drank a small sip and then lay down on the plate with chicken wing bones.

Two white chicken wing bones were pressed on both sides of Paimon's head, like two cockroach horns growing on his head.

Long Chuan was alright, he just had a few drinks and his face was a little flushed from drinking.

Xi Mengli Jiutian saw him drink a box silently, so Jiutian directly gave him a thumbs up.

Ying just drank a small cup and felt the intensity of the wine, so she didn't drink any more, so among the people present, only Jiu Tian and Ying were the most sober.

"Ryukawa, take Xi Mengli, Fengbara Manyo and your friends back to your own room."

"Ying, you take Paimon and Kujosara back to their room."

Jiutian stood up and said to Ying and Longchuan.

Ying nodded.

"I know, sir."

Long Chuan answered Jiutian politely and respectfully, then put Fengyuan Manyo and his friends under his armpits, carried Xi Mengli on his shoulders, and left.

Ying also followed Long Chuan's example, put Paimeng under her arm, and left with nine robes on her shoulders. Among them, she accidentally pinched Paimeng to death.

Jiutian hugged Shen He in his arms, and his height began to grow slowly. After reaching 1.6 meters, after all, his current limit is 1.6 meters, so that Shen He's feet were no longer attached to the ground, and he hugged Shen He towards Shen Crane went to his room.

Putting Shen He on the bed and covering her with the quilt, Jiu Tian's figure began to shrink slowly, shrinking back by 1.5 meters, and left Shen He's room and walked towards his own room.

After all, he has some documents to correct this time.

"Block, block, block."

The moon hangs high in the sky, and the night is deep. There is only the night breeze and the tiny sound of waves on the whole wooden boat. The sea is very quiet tonight.

Jiu Tian was sitting behind the desk in his room correcting documents, when he heard the knock on the door outside, he scratched his head in doubt, a little confused who would knock on his door at this time.

Although puzzled, Jiu Tian still got up and went to open the door.

As soon as the door was opened, Ying appeared in front of Jiu Tian with a slightly apologetic face.

"Why are you here? Sister Ying?"

Jiutian looked at Ying in front of him and asked suspiciously.

"I saw that the light in your room was still on, so I came to look for you. Moreover, I seem to have some dark wounds on my body."

Ying pointed to the light coming from the window and explained.

"Secret injury? Who hit it?"

Jiutian was full of doubts, after all, Ying was always under his sight, and it was impossible for him not to notice anyone who made a move against Ying.

And Ying didn't answer Jiutian's question, but moved her mouth towards the room behind Jiutian.

Seeing this, Jiutian came to his senses, and quickly shifted his position to make way for Ying and said to Ying.

"Please come in."

Ying nodded and walked into Jiutian's room.

As soon as she entered the room, Ying saw a pile of documents as thick as a book on the table at a glance.

"these are?"

Ying pointed to a document as thick as a book on the table and asked suspiciously.

"Oh, these are the files I want to correct."

Jiutian explained without looking back, and closed the door.

"Can I take a look?"

Ying curiously looked at the documents on the table and asked curiously, wondering what documents someone like Jiu Tian would be correcting.

"casual."

Jiu Tian waved his hands and said indifferently, and began to brew tea.

Ying got Jiutian's consent, picked up the top document and began to read it.

At the top center of the file, there were four big characters with obvious domineering, 'man-made god'.

Seeing this, Ying raised a little bit of interest, and then looked at the following introduction and how to implement it, until she saw the words left in the last nine days and was stunned.

That's what the comment at the bottom says.

'You are thinking about farts, and making plans, wash up and sleep, dreams have everything. '

'If it could be made, I would have made it a long time ago, why do you still need it? '

Ying rubbed her chin, looking at these two sentences thoughtfully, although a bit simple and rude, but very useful.

"Come here, tell me what your dark wound is?"

Jiu Tian arrived for hot tea, and greeted Ying who was still thinking in the distance.

Ying heard Jiutian's call, put down the file, and walked in Jiutian's direction.

"It's like this. Ever since I finished drinking that bottle of your blood, I sometimes feel that my body is uncoordinated for a moment, as if I don't listen to my own orders."

Ying held the teacup in both hands and explained while sipping.

Seeing this, Jiu Tian frowned slightly, closed his eyes lightly and thought for a while, then slowly opened his eyes and said to Ying.

"Put out your hand."

Hearing this, Ying obediently stretched out her hand.

Jiu Tian held Ying's wrist, closed his eyes and didn't know what he was feeling.

And Ying felt that Jiutian's soft little hands blushed unconsciously.

In less than half a minute, Jiu Tian let go of Ying's wrist and opened her eyes.

"How about it?"

Ying asked Jiutian.

"It's really my blood."

Jiu Tian touched his chin and said in a deep voice.

"Suggest I give you some blood?"

Jiutian turned around and asked Ying with a smile.

fluorescent:"???"

Ying was immediately stunned by this sentence.

Bloodletting, why don't you say that you are going to kill me?

Ying complained speechlessly in her heart.

Tucao returned to Tucao, Ying obediently obeyed Jiutian's words, and stretched out her wrist again.

Seeing this, Jiu Tian nodded in satisfaction, and a silver dragon claw cover suddenly appeared on the index finger of his right hand.

Ying only felt a chill on her wrist, and looked down, and found that a small incision had been cut on her wrist at some point, and a little bit of blood oozed from the wound.

Jiutian held Ying's wrist, felt the origin of evil spirits remaining deep in Ying's body, and controlled them to move to the wound.

After a while, blood with black and red aura kept flowing out from Ying's wound.

At the same time, Ying also felt that the discomfort in her body began to disappear, but the price of disappearing was that she clearly felt that her injury had changed from a hidden injury to an obvious injury.

Chapter 222

"This time it's my fault. I didn't expect this thing to be so lethal."

Jiu Tian said in an apologetic tone while looking at Ying who looked a little pale.

"No, it's not your fault."

Ying waved her hand and said, looking at the wound that was healed by Jiu Tian's gentle support with her right hand.

"This is for you, go back and eat it raw, it will help restore some of your missing origin."

Jiu Tian took out a herb exuding a very strong vitality from his arms and handed it to Ying.

"Thank you."

Ying nodded, reached out to take the herbs and thanked her.

"Well, well, it's getting late, you should pay more attention to rest."

Jiutian looked at the moonlight outside and said to Ying.

Ying nodded, got up and walked towards the door.

Jiu Tian Jianying left, sat back at the desk and continued to correct the documents. After all, these documents cannot be approved casually, and accidents will happen if one is not careful.

One night is said to be slow, but it can also be said to be very fast.

When Jiutian woke up again, he looked at the clock on the wall and found that it was past eight o'clock.

"Block, block, block."

"Second General, the meal is ready, please go to the deck to have dinner with the rest of the people."

The maid's voice came from outside the door.

"understood!"

Jiutian yelled towards the door, then got up and began to wash.

When Jiutian came to the deck with a sigh of relief, Jiutian saw Shen He and others beside the wooden table at a glance.

Fengbara Wanye rubbed his forehead, and ate the tofu nao in his hand with a depressed face. As for why it was tofu nao, of course it was arranged by Jiu Tian.

My friend was eating millet porridge and drinking milk with a painful expression. He had no choice but to drink too much yesterday, causing his stomach to still feel like it was on fire.

The rest of the people were not much better, Shen He and Jiutiao Shaluo still felt a little confused, Paimeng was the worst, almost got food into their noses.

Ying is the best, eating buns stuffed with meat and drinking soy milk with sugar, but her face is still a little pale, um, she still looks a little pale.

Long Chuan and Xi Mengli ate some biscuits.

"Oh, Jiutian, you are here!"

When Paimeng saw Jiutian, he was instantly refreshed, his head no longer ached, his waist was no longer sore, and his legs felt better.

When everyone heard the words, Ben Xian who was still a little confused immediately became energetic and looked at Jiutian.

With just one glance, everyone couldn't take their eyes off Jiu Tian, ​​their eyes full of doubts.

This made Jiutian, who was annotated, scratch his head in doubt, and said doubtfully.

"What's wrong? My clothes are on the wrong side?"

Jiu Tian looked at the short sleeves on his body and asked.

"No, no, why are your face and legs covered with scales?"

Ying explained somewhat stammeringly.

Hearing the words, Jiu Tian took out a mirror from the space backpack, looked at his cheeks, and found that there were fine black and red scales growing on the edges of his cheeks.

Jiu Tian touched it, um, it was smooth and hard, just like touching a smooth steel plate.

"Master, are you alright?"

Long Chuan cautiously walked to Jiu Tian's side, and asked with concern.

"It's okay, I wake up a little hot in the morning."

Jiu Tian waved his hand, and explained with a random joke.

Jiu Tian slightly closed his eyes, and the next second, the scales on the edge of his cheeks silently retreated into the flesh and blood.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't continue to say anything, so they continued to eat breakfast with their heads down, but they would glance in the direction of Jiutian from time to time.

"When will we arrive at the solstice?"

Shen He suddenly asked Jiu Tian.