Chapter 540 Such an accident will not happen again
Before Ji Wenyi stepped onto the flying magic weapon, he looked up at the dazzling white artificial sun in the sky with disgust.
In remote areas, even the sunlight is fake.
"This filthy place..." Bai Yushan covered her nose with disgust, her luxurious wide sleeves falling like a crushed galaxy, "Even the air I breathe is stained with the stench of decay."
Ji Wenyi really wanted to take Ye Xiaoman back to the beautiful city of Shendu immediately.
He stepped into the flying magic weapon.
"When will the gates of hell open again?"
The subordinates didn't do their job well and didn't dare to look up.
"The Ghost Lord was previously unhappy with the Ghost Kings for succumbing to pressure and opening the Ghost Gates. I heard that after a fit of rage, he took back the keys to the four Ghost Gates in the east, south, west and north."
"To open the Ghost Gate, we can only contact the Ghost Lord."
"There is still no news of the ghost master."
"We are trying to contact the Ghost Lord through the Ghost Kings, but none of the Ghost Kings dare to touch the Ghost Lord's reverse scale, so there is no progress yet."
Ji Wenyi was displeased.
"I, as the Lord of the Divine Realm, visited the Ghost Realm, yet the Ghost Lord didn't even come out to greet me. Is this how the Ghost Realm treats guests?"
The subordinates were sweating profusely, thinking that we in the Divine Realm were not even acting like guests properly.
The gods forced the ghost world to open the Ghost Gate at an inappropriate time. First, they killed a ghost king, and then Master Jiaying challenged another ghost king to a duel at Huangquan Ferry. They killed several ghost generals and almost slapped the human ghost king into the sea of blood. Now the ghost prison has collapsed and the ghost master's pets have been poached. It is said that this was done by Master Jiaying and the human female cultivators, which has caused unrest in the ghost world.
The Ghost Lord showed unprecedented tolerance and his temper has become quite good, really.
Ji Wenyi said: "Continue to contact the Ghost Lord."
"If the Ghost Lord doesn't come out to see me within half a month," Ji Wenyi recalled Ye Xiaoman's happy look and smiled slightly, "I will kill one of his Ghost Generals every day, a Ghost Marshal every ten days, and a Ghost King every hundred days, until I can help Abao ascend to the throne of Ghost King."
"yes!"
The flying magic weapon disappeared into the clouds and left.
Only ruins remained on the spot.
No one knew that there was a bed buried beneath the ruins.
The bed did not collapse, and the rocks and dust were like space junk floating in outer space, isolated from the earth by an invisible barrier.
Jing Zhui was sleeping on the bed, with the sheet wrapped below his abdomen. His upper body clothes were gone, revealing his perfect muscles.
The sunlight filtered through the gaps in the ruined walls above, hitting his chest muscles and casting a light golden halo on them.
Jing Zhui frowned slightly, his eyelashes trembled like crow feathers, and he slowly opened his eyes.
The hut collapsed and Ye Xiaoman had long disappeared.
Even Ji Wenyi, who had sat by his and Ye Xiaoman's bed all night last night, disappeared.
The pillow and quilt still carried Ye Xiaoman's scent.
Jing Zhui's mind turned, and a small ball of evil energy gathered above the bed, going back in time and replaying the events that happened during his sleep.
When he saw the scene of Ji Wenyi assisting Ye Xiaoman in killing the ghost general, he understood.
Jing Zhui raised his hand and dispersed the evil spirit.
He rested his head on his arms and did not get up immediately. Before he realized that he was staying in bed, he had already made the mistake of laziness along with the stupid people in his eyes.
Jing Zhui was very depressed.
In the long life of the Demon God, except when he was defeated in battle and torn into pieces, the Demon God had almost never experienced such internal friction.
Jing Zhui was thinking about what happened last night.
Ji Wenyi sat in front of the bed with his back to them.
He was under the covers, doing the routine body search.
At first, everything went normally.
When his hand brushed across Ye Xiaoman's waistline, things suddenly changed.
He felt her temperature, wondering if a young girl's body temperature would be higher than that of an ordinary person. He compared his own temperature and found that it was not much different from his. He also thought she was noisy, but later found out that it was his breathing.
His Adam's apple moved, and he suddenly remembered the "Yin Yang Double Happiness Performance" he saw in the Chao E Sect when he was a teenager.
When carrying out the assassination mission, the ambush time was very boring. He opened the book casually, read a few pages, found it boring, and threw it away.
The memories of these few pages of the book, the memories from more than a thousand years ago, suddenly emerged clearly to "Master's Wife" after Ye Xiaoman and Zhu Chuideng sneaked into his memory. At this moment, he remembered it again.
The pictures and texts were distorted, and Ye Xiaoman's body in front of him seemed to be deformed according to the description in the book.
In the pitch-black space beneath the quilt, his eyes glowed dimly like a lone wolf in the wilderness, having been hungry for too long.
His world suddenly twisted and distorted.
Jing Zhui forgot his original purpose.
Everything that appeared in the life of the demon god was originally in order and purpose-oriented. Execution, results, and enjoyment were not important, and personal emotions were not important. He had become accustomed to living like a sophisticated magic weapon.
But now he just wanted to enjoy himself, just like what was described in the book.
Finished searching? Probably.
Can't get the ghost master's treasure? Whatever.
His spiritual sense had already scanned it, and it was indeed not on her.
Incompetent subordinates should be punished if they fail to perform their duties.
How to punish?
Jing Zhui and Ye Xiaoman were facing each other, resting their heads on the same pillow, their breaths close to each other.
Ji Wenyi could see him as long as he turned his head slightly.
Jing Zhui's hands were on Ye Xiaoman's shoulders. Before he could figure out why he was doing this, his actions had already happened before his reasoning.
He kissed her.
Ye Xiaoman was as happy as if she had received a reward: [Boss, you kept holding a book in your dreamland. What did you learn from it?]
She put on a loyal expression, acting as if she was a subordinate with the selfless duty to help her superiors move from theory to practice. [Why not use it?]
Jing Zhuidao: [Spiritual practice.]
Ye Xiaoman looked at Ji Wenyi's back and smiled like a cat that had successfully stolen some food.
[You cover my mouth, then I cover yours. Anyway, we must keep a low profile.]
Jing Zhui agreed: [Come quickly.]
Jing Zhui and Ye Xiaoman sneaked under the covers.
In the middle, Ji Wenyi suddenly asked to pull Ye Xiaoman's sleeve and fall asleep.
Ye Xiaoman was in a state of confusion and threw a sleeve to Ji Wenyi. It seemed that she threw it to Jing Zhui's coat by mistake. She didn't have time to think about it and it didn't matter anymore.
…
Jing Zhui was extremely depressed when he woke up in the morning.
He reflected on it again and again, but couldn't understand why he suddenly acted so erratically.
He doesn't like losing control.
Last night he seemed to be possessed by a stranger.
The teaching of the Demon Cave: It doesn’t matter if you made a mistake this time, just don’t make the same mistake next time.
Jing Zhui quickly put aside the internal friction.
This should be a side effect of his head being suppressed for thousands of years.
It's normal to have a bad brain sometimes.
This kind of accident will never happen again.
Jing Zhui immediately contacted Ye Xiaoman.
【Forget about what happened last night.】
Ye Xiaoman was just looking for this kind of free and easy man.
[No problem, don't take it to heart. I'm just playing around with you. From now on, we'll just be a simple superior-subordinate relationship.]
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