Chapter 467 The Second Method of Detoxification
Zhu Chuideng controlled his impulse to rush forward and kill. He had never been so eager to grind Jing Zhui to ashes as he was now.
Outside of his consciousness, the sea of blood in the real world was affected by his emotions, causing huge waves on the surface of the sea.
Throughout the vast ghost world, strong winds howled across the ground, and even the ominous black clouds in the sky were closer to the ground than usual. All the ghosts felt the ghost master's furious mood, and walked out of their homes in panic, looking at the sky.
Jing Zhui buried his head in Ye Xiaoman's neck.
He smelled the fragrance of blooming flowers, the aroma rushed straight to his nose, and he gradually became lost in it.
He had forgotten his purpose and didn't know what year it was. Since he forgot it as soon as it passed through his mind, it meant that the matter was not important.
Ye Xiaoman narrowed her eyes, smiled and pushed Jing Zhui's head.
"Stop chewing."
"You're like a puppy chewing a bone."
Jing Zhui thought she was trying to push him away and run away, so he grabbed her wrist and pressed it against his pectoral muscle.
The interaction between the two of them was enjoyable and both sides were very satisfied.
From Zhu Chuideng's perspective, it is a different perspective.
He saw Ye Xiaoman's face facing the communication mirror, looking at him, but her eyes were not on him.
She was almost hidden in Jing Zhui's arms, making her look even smaller and more pitiful.
Ye Xiaoman didn't actually feel weak, but he felt that she was fragile in this situation. Jing Zhui's actions were rough and he showed no mercy to her. It seemed that she would be smashed to pieces by Jing Zhui in the next second.
The honest man looked dazed, like a good guy who was bullied.
There seemed to be tears in his eyes, the expression on his face showed hidden grievance, and even his smile was a forced one.
The weak are forced to do things they don't like, but they have no choice. The strong yet submissive temperament of the punching bag is mixed with contradictions, which makes her sense of brokenness strongly revealed.
I can't bear it.
Zhu Chuideng once again felt a sense of defeat even though he had won, that kind of absurd feeling that could not be driven away. His wife was captured by the enemy and bullied in front of him.
The black rock table broke into pieces and fell to the ground in a pile of rocks.
Zhu Chuideng said angrily: "Enough!"
Ye Xiaoman and Jing Zhui's affection was interrupted.
Jing Zhui seemed to have just woken up from a dream.
Ye Xiaoman looked at Zhu Chuideng unhappily. She and Jing Zhui were about to kiss each other just now.
So what if I'm startled? It was you who insisted that I use the beauty trap to conquer your mortal enemy. Now I have done what you said. Why are you angry?
Jing Zhui is testing you, can't you just be generous enough to watch it to the end, then leave with a smile and completely dispel Jing Zhui's doubts?
Ye Xiaoman was depressed. One by one, Jing Zhui and Zhu Chuideng were both very smart, but they always came out to ruin her plans at the critical moment.
Zhu Chuideng took Ye Xiaoman's dissatisfied look as a grievance.
When Jing Zhui looked over, Zhu Chuideng also felt like he had just woken up from a dream.
It's just a show, why take it seriously?
Zhu Chuideng looked at Jing Zhui with disgust: "There's no need to go to this extent."
He tried to excuse his gaffe: "It's just a mission. A little training will be enough. More in-depth training...is not necessary."
Jing Zhui knows how to dance on Zhu Chuideng's grave.
He hugged Ye Xiaoman and said, "It's easy to take it a step further, isn't it?"
"Master is also a man, he should understand very well..."
He smiled, "My self-control isn't always good."
Zhu Chuideng didn't want to say another word to Jing Zhui. He was afraid that he would lose control and crush the illusion, tearing Jing Zhui's clone into pieces.
"roll."
Jing Zhui let go of Ye Xiaoman and got up from the ground.
Zhu Chuideng could even endure this, and he finally believed that his master really wanted his master's wife to train him.
"Master, rest assured. I will study hard with Master's wife."
Before Jing Zhuilin left, he looked at Ye Xiaoman again.
Ye Xiaoman lifted her skirt and brushed off the sand on her body.
He didn't know what his intention was, maybe he wanted to anger his annoying master again before leaving.
He leaned down close to her ear and said in a voice loud enough for the three of them to hear, "Old cows eat young grass."
Ye Xiaoman's mouth twitched: "Hmm?"
She thought Jing Zhui was talking about Zhu Chui Deng, but unexpectedly, Jing Zhui pressed the mole under his eyebrow and said, "I'm talking about you."
Ye Xiaoman: "Huh?"
Only then did she realize that Jing Zhui was scolding her.
What people complained about was that she used the identity of a master's wife, and her age was at least several decades older than Jing Zhui at that time.
Ye Xiaoman pointed at Zhu Chuideng on the screen and said, "Your master ate me, and now I'm going to eat you. This is called layer upon layer of harm, and no one blames anyone else."
Jing Zhui glanced at Zhu Chuideng leisurely, "Master is too old. No wonder Master's wife came to see me."
He stabbed Zhu Chuideng one last time before walking away in a swagger.
He didn't put away his magic mirror. Ye Xiaoman glanced at Zhu Chuideng, whose face was ashen, and asked, "Uncle, how do I press the button to put this mirror away?"
As soon as her hand touched the frame, her whole body was sucked into the mirror.
Ye Xiaoman stepped on the rocks and looked at Zhu Chuideng innocently.
Zhu Chuideng put his hands behind his back, bent over, lowered his head and looked at her silently, without saying a word for a long time.
Ye Xiaoman explained: "This is just part of the plan."
"When Jing Zhui and I start dating, I can coax him into giving me the address of his grave."
Zhu Chuideng felt a little embarrassed.
In fact, he had no need to see Ye Xiaoman, but the young man Zhu Chuideng in his consciousness controlled his behavior. When he came to his senses, Ye Xiaoman had already been grabbed in front of him.
Ye Xiaoman asked him curiously, "Can I collect Jing Zhui's real blood in this illusion?"
Zhu Chuideng asked curiously, "Why do you want Jing Zhui's blood?"
Ye Xiaoman then told Zhu Chuideng everything she had discovered about Jing Zhui's method of making poison.
Zhu Chuideng burst out laughing after hearing this.
Jing Zhui's trick was so clever that even his opponent was speechless.
"Except for the real thing hidden within."
"Everything in the illusion is illusory."
Ye Xiaoman looked away guiltily and understood. The jade pendant on the neck of the young Zhu Chuideng that she had found in Zhu Chuideng's memory still existed after the memory illusion was broken. The jade pendant was real, so she got something good.
"Jing Zhui himself is a phantom. You can't really get what's his."
"But I have a plan."
The anger that Zhu Chuideng had been holding in his chest finally eased a little.
The Ghost Lord was naturally knowledgeable and he taught Ye Xiaoman how to trap Jing Zhui step by step.
"Jing Zhui said that only he can cure his Gu."
"His saliva, blood, and flesh can cure his poison simply because these things carry his essence."
Ye Xiaoman took a step forward and grabbed his sleeve, "Uncle Deng, please teach me!"
Zhu Chuideng glanced at her pink and white hand holding his and smiled slightly.
"If you have the ability, you can refine his entire body and consume his spirit, which can also cure the poison."
Ye Xiaoman said, "How can I defeat him? If he was so easy to refine, the Five Realms Dao Ancestor would have racked his brains and would not have been able to only dismember and seal him."
The way she asked for advice carefully was a little cute, and Zhu Chuideng couldn't help but scratch Ye Xiaoman's nose.
"Little girl, have you ever heard of taking yang to replenish yin?"
Zhu Chuideng told the story in the face of Ye Xiaoman's shocked eyes.
"You are already within Jing Zhui's soul. It is easy for you to absorb his energy."
He seemed to be trying to lead the child astray, so he deliberately lowered his voice and asked:
"This is the method of my ghost clan. Do you want to learn it?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
