Chapter 461: Madam Demon (for "Wei Zhong who loves pork kidney and walnut soup")
"Master's wife is beautiful. This unlucky guy just couldn't help but take a peek while receiving Master's instruction, and ended up like this."
Thanks to Lu Qi's enthusiastic popular science explanation, Ye Xiaoman finally had a comprehensive understanding of the eccentricity of Master Jing Zhui.
The master and his wife are a couple with a twisted relationship.
The master's wife is of unparalleled beauty. The master was attracted by her beauty and snatched her from the hands of his retainers.
I don’t know if it was out of revenge for the master’s robbery or if she was born to like forbidden love, but the master’s wife was never loyal in her marriage and liked to develop underground love affairs with all kinds of handsome men, making the master wear a cuckold again and again.
The master was obsessed with his mistress and was driven mad by it. Even so, he endured it silently. He couldn't bear to lay hands on his wife, so he laid hands on her lovers.
He would kill every one his master's wife found.
By the end of the killing, he had gone mad with jealousy. If any other man even looked at his master's wife for a second, even if he clearly had no such intention, he would kill them all to prevent it from happening.
The master's wife also teaches students in the magic cave, and out of helplessness, she only accepts female students.
Even so, male students continued to be killed in the den.
Those displayed outside the training ground were only a handful of victims. Outside the devil's den, the master had killed countless rivals.
By the way, the wife of the Supervisor of Education who was dealt with by Jing Zhui was this master's wife.
"Hmm?" Ye Xiaoman marveled at Jing Zhui's good luck. "Jing Zhui was able to save his life thanks to his death."
"That's not the case," Tu Liudao, who had been silent the entire time, said expressionlessly, "Any man Master's Wife sets her eyes on must die, regardless of whether he does it intentionally or not. Master spared Yi Yi's life only because he is the legendary man of destiny."
Ye Xiaoman: "The man of destiny?"
Tu Liudao was surprised: "You are a demon, and you don't know?"
Lu Qi answered quickly: "The fortune teller of Qianjimen has calculated Yi's fate. It is said that the Demon God will descend into the world. He will become the new Demon God and lead the entire demon clan to glory."
When all the demons mentioned this, they were all excited and proud.
Ye Xiaoman wrapped her headscarf tightly around her, stamped her almost numb feet, and stood close to Jing Zhui in the strong wind, using him as a shield. "So that's how it is."
The Thousand Machine Sect's divine fortune teller? The demons are surprisingly superstitious.
I feel like I will be deceived by some guru's prophecies into buying health supplements.
"That's right."
Tu Liudao paused and looked down at Ye Xiaoman. After her observation, she was confident that she had a reasonable guess about the relationship between Ye Xiaoman and Jing Zhui.
"Madam Demon."
Ye Xiaoman was caught off guard, as if she had been hit in the face with a club.
I felt that in the next second, because of this unfortunate name, I would be buried in Jing Zhui’s tomb by the righteous people.
She broke into a voice: "Don't yell so unlucky next time!"
They chatted and finally came to a green shade in the desert.
The shielding array was spread out to block out the wind and sand, and the weather was finally nice and clear.
The most precious river in the desert lies before your eyes.
You can even see fields full of flowers.
The sun rises.
The golden sunlight falls on the sand dunes, and the entire desert is illuminated by nature's magical brush, presenting a dreamy bright orange.
In the distance, there is a man, walking slowly in this golden dream.
He has thick eyebrows, bright eyes, a shaved chin, a tall and sturdy figure, healthy honey-colored skin, and is fanning himself leisurely with a tattered straw hat in his hand, looking like a cool gangster.
If it’s not Zhu Chuideng, then who is it?
Ye Xiaoman was speechless for a while.
It turns out that Zhu Chuideng disappeared because he went to tamper with Jing Zhui's memory and get rid of his former master and his mistress.
Zhu Chuideng's revenge on Jing Zhui was in all aspects. Jing Zhui asked Zhu Chuideng to recognize the thief as her aunt, and Zhu Chuideng also asked Jing Zhui to call a little girl "master's wife".
From now on, I have my aunt and you have your master's wife. We are both doing well and have our own dark histories. No one should mock anyone else.
Not only did he call her "Master's Wife", he also showed deep love to her, and he also wanted Jing Zhui to die in the illusion at the hands of him, his "Master", and perish in a miserable state with infinite regret and shame.
Ye Xiaoman put one hand on her waist and watched coldly.
The new role-playing mission is officially released, and she still blames...
Happy.
No, is it necessary for the two of them to work so hard to create happiness for her alone?
Zhu Chuideng stood in front of his disciples.
"Master."
The disciples all bowed and the male demons collectively breathed a sigh of relief. It was great that the master's wife didn't come with them today.
Zhu Chuideng used his straw hat to point at Jing Zhui who was standing in the center position.
"Jing Zhui, why don't you bow when you see Master?"
The disciples were silent.
Jing Zhui impatiently gripped the hilt of the heavy sword behind him.
He didn't know why, but he felt that there was an aura about Zhu Chuideng that he extremely hated. He had no feelings for his master before, but when they met today, it was like drawing a sword and splitting his master in half.
The demons have no tradition of respecting teachers, and the demon caves do not prohibit rebellion. As long as one is strong enough, anyone can be killed.
In an instant, Jing Zhui had added Zhu Chuideng to his assassination list.
He knew very well that with his current strength, he couldn't hurt his master even a finger.
So he transferred his tolerance towards Ye Xiaoman to Zhu Chuideng.
Jing Zhui gritted his teeth, "Master."
"Heh." Zhu Chuideng looked at Jing Zhui and smiled meaningfully, loudly responding to his mortal enemy's respectful title, "Good disciple."
Ye Xiaoman looked up at the sky speechlessly, it seemed like yesterday was happening again.
Zhu Chuideng's next purpose is to rub Jing Zhui.
He looked at Ye Xiaoman with a smile on his face: "Madam, why are you standing in the line of disciples?"
As soon as Zhu Chuideng said this, the memories of everyone, including Jing Zhui, were modified by Zhu Chuideng, with the reasonable covering the unreasonable and automatically completing the logic.
After everyone regained consciousness, they immediately accepted the information that Ye Xiaoman was "Master's Wife".
whoosh.
A large space immediately opened up beside and behind Ye Xiaoman. Apart from Jing Zhui, no one else approached her.
Lu Qi was secretly frightened. He couldn't understand why he dared to chat and laugh with Ye Xiaoman from last night until just now.
Oh no, Jing Zhui slept in the same bed with his master's wife last night. Can he escape his master's punishment today?
Jing Zhui found a reason for Ye Xiaoman's unreasonable appearance, and all his doubts disappeared.
It turned out that this was a tactic designed by the master to target him. The master asked the mistress to approach him deliberately and create excuses to punish him.
Ye Xiaoman accepted her new position and left Jing Zhui's side and stood behind Zhu Chuideng.
"Husband."
She cried out crisply, without any psychological struggle. Zhu Chuideng was the only one in the world who was hit by a fatal blow.
A rare crack appeared in Zhu Chuideng's indestructible and rough appearance.
He couldn't describe how he felt at the moment. It was like harvesting rice during the busy farming season, and his rough fingers were cut by a sickle. There was a waiting process before the blood oozed out of the wound. The pain didn't come first, but the wound became numb first, and then he felt uncomfortable.
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