Chapter 908: Collect some Interest

"Crack..."

Something broke.

It was the foot of the bed.

The furious Ye Wuming exerted his strength, and the whole big bed collapsed instantly, and the four people fell down together.

Before landing, Ye Wuming's hand had already cut towards Long Que. Zhao Changhe broke out in a cold sweat and quickly grabbed her wrist.

Zhao Changhe had just gone through a round of strong dual cultivation, and the effect was very good. That was dual cultivation with Bi'an, and theoretically it could be considered as sister Bi'an. With the help of Piaomiao's Qi channels, the situation that was almost unable to move before was improved a lot. Although it is still a long way from complete recovery, it is no longer a hindrance to normal movement.

But in this state, facing the rampaging Ye Wuming, it is obviously not a match for Long Que, and it feels that Long Que is in danger.

Unexpectedly, this catch actually caught it. But it was quickly broken free and hit the chest with a palm.

Just like this, Ye Jiuyou Piaomiao and his left and right hands attacked together, grabbing Ye Wuming's hands on the left and right.

"Bang!" It was not until this moment that the four people fell to the bottom with the collapsed bed, which shows how fierce the battle to defend the dragon bird was.

It turned out that Ye Wuming at this moment was just a fragment of his soul returning to his body, and the main body was still entangled in Ye Jiuyou's body, resulting in the body's ability to exert very average strength.

So the scene became Ye Wuming with her hands open and pressed on the left and right, Zhao Changhe lying on her, his knees pressed against her thighs.

The atmosphere was quiet for a moment, as if time had stopped.

The current situation seemed to be worse than when he was pretending to be a corpse just now. It was better to pretend to be a corpse, with his eyes closed and pretending to know nothing.

What about now?

Being pressed like this while awake, it was a real forced torture posture!

Even if Ye Wuming had ten epochs, he would never have thought that he would have to face such a scene one day.

Ye Wuming's mind went blank for a moment, and he soon struggled desperately: "Kill me if you have the guts!"

Zhao Changhe said: "This sentence should be accompanied by a 'gu', so that it will have more flavor."

Ye Wuming: "?"

Ye Jiuyou and Piaomiao looked at each other, their faces puzzled. In fact, they both hoped that Ye Wuming would be raped, and the pleasure of revenge was simply better than anything else.

As a result, Zhao Changhe's inexplicable words completely destroyed the atmosphere. Look at the expressions of the two looking at each other, weird. Ye Wuming didn't struggle anymore, the more he struggled, the more embarrassed he was. Zhao Changhe didn't seem to have any intention of being frivolous, so he just pressed him down.

Is it because he is already a sage?

Time seemed to pause for a moment again, and Zhao Changhe said: "Are you still going to kill me?"

It means that if you don't plan to kill me, I will let you go.

Ye Wuming still said: "Kill me."

Zhao Changhe bit him directly: "Do you really think I can bear it easily? Since you want to die, then give me a good time before you die."

Ye Wuming opened his eyes wide, and his lips were kissed tightly.

And Zhao Changhe's hands were free, so he climbed to the top without hesitation and played with it at will.

A wave of dizziness rushed to his mind, and his brain was blank again.

At this moment, he realized that whether it was the previous corpse state being kissed by him to pass the air, or being forced to practice dual cultivation in Ye Jiuyou's body, that feeling was incomparable to the feeling of being bitten by someone in his own body.

Both physically and psychologically.

Physiologically, even if the first two can share the feelings, they are separated by a layer and not so direct. Psychologically, it is even more deadly. This is the real man biting her. Her eyes are wide open, full of him close at hand, his breath on the wings of her nose, and his breath in her mouth and tongue.

Ye Jiuyou and Piaomiao are on the left and right, looking very happy.

What revenge can compare to this kind of revenge? Ye Wuming, you have come to this day!

Piaomiao unceremoniously drove the power of mountains and rivers to broadcast live to all sisters simultaneously.

Until Ye Wuming's mind came back to his senses from the blank, Zhao Changhe also separated a little, panting and asked: "Are you very unconvinced?"

Ye Wuming gritted his teeth and glared at him hatefully.

"What's there to be unconvinced about? You have offended so many people, and sooner or later there will be a day of revenge. Die? How can it be so easy." Zhao Changhe panted and said: "You always think about dying with others. Don't you have a premonition of such a day and subconsciously want to avoid it?"

Ye Wuming was silent.

Ye Jiuyou had said something similar before. Although she had not thought about it carefully, it seems that it makes sense now.

Maybe she did want to avoid it subconsciously, especially not wanting to face such a scene.

But the cause and effect are in front, will it be necessary to suffer this time to settle the grudge?

But Zhao Changhe didn't even have the chance to be frivolous when facing the lust stimulated by witchcraft before, but he was so willful this time. Was it because Ye Jiuyou and Piaomiao were around? Or was it because... he was still just using this method to dispel his desire to die?

As expected, Zhao Changhe said: "I know you are not convinced. After all, it was because we used witchcraft this time that the foreign enemy invaded and injured you, and finally you broke out and I don't know what means caused you to fall into a coma... You fell into this state to fight the enemy, but we took the opportunity to mess with you. You must be dissatisfied in your heart, and I can't do such a thing."

Ye Wuming finally responded coldly: "What do you mean by not coming? Didn't you do it?"

Zhao Changhe said: "Is this called already done? Does it mean that I am a dragon bird?"

Ye Wuming: "..."

Ye Jiuyou Piaomiao almost burst out laughing.

Zhao Changhe finally said: "This is just to collect some interest, but if you still want to die, I will really do it."

Ye Wuming tilted his head and didn't answer.

Zhao Changhe asked: "So do you want to try?"

Ye Wuming responded helplessly: "No."

Even though he knew he was still saving her, Ye Wuming felt hard to describe at this moment - I don't want to die anymore, why do you still want to say this?

If you have to answer this kind of question, and the answer is weak and humiliating, you might as well just die.

However, Zhao Changhe left her body with satisfaction and stood up, as if he was getting dressed afterwards: "Since you don't want to die, I think you may want to take revenge on us now..."

Ye Wuming struggled with his hands again. This time, Ye Jiuyou and Piaomiao did not continue to hold them down and let go with a smile.

Ye Wuming rubbed his wrist and said coldly: "You will regret it if you let me go like this."

"Really? Isn't that good? We want to continue to take revenge on you, and you also want to take revenge on us, so let's see who has the bigger fist." Zhao Changhe put on his clothes and turned around with a smile: "Today you are not convinced, so you only charge interest. . If you are convinced one day, will it be the end of you and me?"

Ye Wuming just looked at him coldly and did not answer.

Zhao Changhe ignored her, leaving Ye Wuming to huddle in the corner of the collapsed bed like a little girl who had just been humiliated. He asked Ye Jiuyou, "How did you use your corpse puppet before?"

Ye Jiuyou was also wearing clothes and replied lazily: "I hurt my heart, but the main body is still there."

Zhao Changhe said: "In other words, if you want to trace the location of Luochuan from it, it is still possible?"

"Yes, yes, but Luochuan should already know that we are engaging in this routine and will have defenses against it. I don't know now how serious his injury is and how far the so-called defenses can go."

"What's the highest possible level?"

"It can backfire, so I don't dare to use it without permission."

As they spoke, the three of them sat at the table in the room, and Piaomiao picked up the jug to warm the wine.

Ye Wuming huddled beside the couch and was speechless. This is the Night Palace. You guys regard it as your own home, right?

Oh, by the way, now my main body and soul are still with Ye Jiuyou. Ye Jiuyou is now the Lord of the Three Realms, and Ye Palace is also hers...it is really her home. Ye Wuming pinched his head with a headache and silently lowered his head to tie his clothes.

This scene was so rough that Ye Wuming was confused at the moment.

From today on, her Ye Wuming's strong character has been completely thrown into the mud. Now she doesn't even know how to treat her body. If she raises it, it seems to be showing weakness. If she doesn't raise it, what's the use of staying here, just to treat him like a physical doll?

Then what should I do with my soul? Should I return the remaining soul in my body to Ye Jiuyou, or should I try to separate the main body of soul that is entangled with Ye Jiuyou back into my body?

If you want to separate and come back, you will definitely not be able to do it on your own. At the very least, you must work together with Ye Jiuyou. It is best if Zhao Changhe and Piaomiao are there to assist. After all, they are very experienced in this matter.

So do you still need to ask them? Please beg this group of criminal gangs who just played a trick on me and almost raped me?

After hearing Ye Jiuyou say, "It can backfire, so I don't dare to use it without permission," Ye Wuming finally found an entry point: "I have a way to prevent him from backlashing."

The men and women turned to look at her, with something different from usual in their eyes.

When she said this before, everyone would think that Ye Wuming was really awesome and could do many things that everyone couldn't do. No matter what I say now, the scene of almost being raped just now appears in my mind.

"Ahem." Zhao Changhe coughed dryly: "Are you dressed?"

What he said... Ye Jiuyou Piaomiao tilted her head while suppressing a smile, while Ye Wuming had an expressionless face.

Zhao Changhe continued to cough dryly: "Sit down. Have a drink."

Ye Wuming simply sat down and faced Zhao Changhe: "The top priority now is to determine Luochuan's location first. It would be best to monitor what he is doing, but we are unable to do this in our current state. "

Zhao Changhe asked: "Why?"

"Because my condition is not good." Ye Wuming said with a straight face: "Do you think that Ye Wuming, who can't be moved by you guys, can exert his normal strength?"

"No, it's just that I really like Ye Wuming who can't move because I'm holding him down."

Ye Wuming held a glass of wine in his hand and almost wanted to pour it on it.

Ye Jiuyou laughed beside him: "So you mean we need to separate? But if you and I are one, wouldn't we be able to do everything we can?"

Ye Wuming was expressionless: "I don't want to merge with a dog."

Ye Jiuyou said sweetly: "But it was you who acted like a dog just now."

"Pah", Ye Wuming crushed the cup.

Misty looking at the sky.

The credit for putting her in that pose is here.

So it's not that Ye Wuming doesn't want to merge with a dog, but he doesn't want to be pretended to be a dog anymore. She finally didn't want anything to do with active fusion, she just wanted to return to herself and kill these bullshits.

Zhao Changhe touched his chin and understood... He had never understood Ye Wuming's situation before. After these few words of dialogue, he understood instantly. It turned out that the two sisters had really merged before, so Jiuyou broke through to the other side and Luochuan suffered. It's also a blow from the other side.

Doesn't that mean that when he and Jiuyou were practicing dual cultivation before, they were actually in the middle of the night?

Ye Jiuyou was quarreling with Ye Wuming: "You said it yourself before, separation now is not conducive to the healing of Changhe, and secondly it is not conducive to you and me understanding the other side. You changed your mind just one day?"

Ye Wuming slapped the table: "Why don't you ask what you did?"

Ye Jiuyou sneered: "Now as long as I don't agree, you can't tell us apart!"

Ye Wuming also sneered: "Then don't look for Luo Chuan, just wait for him to knock on the door again!"

After he finished the crime and left, he really didn't want to face these bunch of bastard men and women anymore, no matter what they were talking about in his room.

The negotiations collapsed before they even started.

Now that the talks have broken down, first hide this body until Ye Jiuyou can't find it.

Ye Wuming walked to the Ye Palace hub in a hurry, and saw Ling Ruoyu holding the Galaxy Sword and practicing with her eyes closed, confused as to what her parents had experienced just now.

Seeing Ye Wuming appear, Ling Ruoyu opened his eyes and smiled clearly and stupidly: "I feel relieved to see that mother is fine. Before, Ye Gong couldn't sense mother's breath, so I thought something was wrong... Ye Gong controls the hub, mother, take it back." "

Ye Wuming's anger was dissipated by the child's clear smile, and he felt much better. It was good to be away from those stupid men and women, and unexpectedly to have some space to be alone with his daughter.

She subconsciously rubbed Ling Ruoyu's little head and said softly: "Don't worry, there is no way anything could happen to my mother. Ye Gong is yours, there is no need to take it away."

Ling Ruoyu sniffed and looked surprised: "Have mom and dad reconciled?"

Nameless Ye: "?"

"My mother has his aura..." Ling Ruoyu's eyes flickered across Ye Wuming's neck and collarbone, and the strawberries on them were so vivid. The little girl blushed and turned her head and fell silent.

Ye Wuming covered his neck, feeling embarrassed and annoyed: "It's nothing!"

"Ah? No..." Ling Ruoyu pursed her lips and lowered her head in disappointment.

Ye Wuming looked at the little girl's appearance and said angrily: "What, you really want me to do that to him?"

"No." Ling Ruoyu said calmly, "It's just that other people's children have parents together."

Nameless Ye: "..."

My head started to hurt again. Ye Wuming squeezed his head with a headache and leaned on the observatory with his eyes closed and speechless.

There was a gentle touch on my temples. Ye Wuming opened his eyes and saw Ling Ruoyu sitting next to him, reaching out to rub her temples, his face focused and serious.

Ye Wuming watched intently, his heart trembling unconsciously. It was as if a stone had been dropped on the already unstable lake surface, causing ripples to appear again.

The ripples were seven to eight times larger than the ripples that were pressed and nibbled just now.

"You..." She hesitated for a moment, and finally asked in a low voice: "Didn't you have a problem with me before and didn't want to follow me?"

Ling Ruoyu whispered: "Xinghe's memory has been blurred... I only know that after we met this time, my mother has been very good to me..."

Ye Wuming closed his eyes and finally made no sound.

I originally wanted to ask her what kind of love letter she had written, but now I am not in the mood to ask again... There seems to be no need to ask again. Zhao Changhe's attitude towards him should have been affected by that letter, and he became more proactive and domineering, with a "I know you are actually interested in me" look. This was of course because of the misleading of the "love letter".

But now that things have come to this point, is it possible to go and tell him that the letter was not written by me at all, and you should pay for it if you gnawed and touched it randomly?

Or did you hang up the little girl who was gently massaging her mother and beat her up? Is it all your fault?

never mind.

Ye Wuming's multi-core CPU was unconsciously looking at the room where the couple were drinking and talking. Zhao Changhe was saying to Ye Jiuyou: "Don't pester Ye Jiuyou. It's time to separate, so let her go."

Ye Jiuyou smiled and said: "Why, you can play with her as you like now, don't you think it's cool? If we are really separated, no one can control Ye Wuming at that time, and he might even want to kill you."

"She won't kill me..." Zhao Changhe whispered: "Her letter..."

Nameless Ye: "..."

Zhao Changhe weighed the wine glass in his hand in ecstasy and continued talking, as if talking to himself: "Besides, the one who can touch my desires and thoughts has always been the nameless night hanging high in the sky."