Chapter 760: The Demonic Master's Wife (Additional chapter for "The Soul-Gathering Sword of Nanwu Treasure Island")
"It's a long story. But you know how much I like you." Ye Xiaoman hugged Jing Zhui's neck and spoke softly, and Jing Zhui's depressed mood slowly dissipated.
Suddenly, Jing Zhui felt a pain at the back of his head. Ye Xiaoman had inserted a long needle into his head. His hands and feet became numb and he slowly fell down.
Jing Zhui pursed his lips and stared at her, "Master's Wife?"
Ye Xiaoman looked at him coldly. "They are nothing more than the dregs of the medicine I collected for my tonic, just like your short-lived master. I wanted to spare your life, but I didn't expect you to come looking for me on your own. Next, I will refine you into a furnace cauldron."
Amidst the jealous gazes of the two furnace cauldrons, she lifted Jing Zhui's chin and said, "Master Demon, are you ready?"
Jing Zhui looked at the demon in front of him and curled his lips.
Ye Xiaoman was displeased: "What are you laughing at?"
Jing asked, "How many men has Master's Wife killed?"
Ye Xiaoman said: "Moving forward, there are countless, and moving forward, the more the better."
Jing Zhui said, "I like the way Master's Wife looks now. She's evil enough. It makes me feel like we're kindred spirits who can conquer the world together."
Ye Xiaoman looked very unlucky, "I'm doing well, why should I offend the whole world with you?"
She pulled out the dagger from Jing Zhui's waist, cut his belt, and the tip of the knife opened a gash in his chest, with the bloody tip against his throat.
"Jing Zhui, Master's Wife, I am more interested in you as a person than those vague and illusory things like conquering the world or being the supreme ruler of the demon world."
She frowned and pointed the tip of the knife at his eyes: "What are you laughing at?"
Jing Zhui raised his head, stared at Ye Xiaoman, and licked the blood off the blade. "I don't know, I'm just happy."
"Happy?" Ye Xiaoman sneered, "First, find a way to survive me."
Jing Zhui looked disdainfully at the other two men in the room.
"Even if I become a furnace, I will become the best furnace by Master's side."
"Really?"
Ye Xiaoman let go of Jing Zhui, she stood up, walked to the only chair in the room and sat down.
Zhu Chuideng and Yue Mushan also walked over and knelt down obediently on either side of her legs, one on the left and one on the right, in the posture of a perfect furnace.
She touched Zhuchuideng's face, and Zhuchuideng looked up and looked at her affectionately. She smiled at Zhuchuideng, and the cat demon who was vying for her favor put his chin on her knees, unwilling to be left behind.
Jing Zhui pulled out the long needle from the back of his head and staggered towards Ye Xiaoman.
Ye Xiaoman hugged the two furnaces and looked up at Jing Zhui.
"Then let's compete tonight to see who is the best furnace tripod."
Jing Zhui’s fantasy began.
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The first ray of sunlight in the morning falls on the top of Qingzhengzong Mountain.
Happy times are always short, and Ye Xiaoman woke up from the illusion with satisfaction.
She held Jing Zhui in her left hand, Zhu Chuideng in her right hand, and rested her head on Yue Mushan's abdominal muscles. After waking up, she reluctantly recalled every little detail.
This is why she likes to play with high-end players. Not only can she experience the wildest thoughts in Zhu Chuideng and Jing Zhui's minds, but she can also retain her self-awareness throughout the process and add in those evil thoughts that she only dares to think about.
In the end, the illusion became the product of the fusion of the consciousness of the four of them.
Be it Yue Mushan, Jing Zhui or Zhu Chuideng, they all tolerated her free play and seemed to be having a lot of fun.
Forget Yue Mushan, even Zhu Chuideng and Jing Zhuiye, do all high-quality men have a dream of being a slave?
Is she really that evil in their eyes? No, she's a nice person, or do they just like her cruel look?
The three men woke up one after another.
Ye Xiaoman quickly told them, "If there are any more activities like this in the future, please call me again."
The three men did not answer for a while. Between the sudden realization of the illusion and reality, they were reluctant to wake up from their sweet dream for a long time.
In the dream, Ye Xiaoman responds to everything, and she will express bluntly, "I like you the most."
Perhaps they went to such great lengths just to get a vague confession from her while she was half asleep and half awake.
Yue Mushan felt lost, looking at the ceiling. Under the control of two absolutely powerful men, the living space of his consciousness was compressed into a tiny ball. The two masters each had their own home turf, and he could only become a pitiful scrap.
It was clearly his organization that organized the event. However, when Zhu Chuideng was a slave for love, he was doing the housework. When Jing Zhuigan became the furnace cauldron, he spent most of his time just watching from the sidelines.
Jing Zhui was quite satisfied.
He had not known before that there were actually more interesting things besides cultivation and conquering the world.
Jing Zhui thought about how boring his life was in the past, and decided to do more spiritual practice with Ye Xiaoman in the future.
Of course, he had one urgent matter to deal with, which was to collect his body parts as soon as possible. Although his clone was no different from his real body, he always felt that he was incomplete psychologically, which affected his performance.
He was defeated by Zhu Chuideng. One day, he would definitely take revenge and make Ye Xiaoman look at him with admiration.
When Zhu Chuideng came back to his senses, he saw Ye Xiaoman lying on her side, facing him. He smiled, leaned over, and used the newly grown stubble on his chin to poke her hand that was clasped between them like a steamed bun.
Ye Xiaoman laughed and dodged backwards, bumping into Jing Zhui's arms.
Jing Zhui's silver hair was entangled with Ye Xiaoman. He held Ye Xiaoman in his arms and his eyes met Zhu Chuideng's.
The sworn enemies looked at each other unhappily, both feeling that a beautiful morning had been ruined by the other.
Lying in the same bed with the enemy is always familiar. Jing Zhui doesn't care, but Zhu Chuideng feels very uncomfortable. He needs to digest many things that happened last night before he can completely accept them.
Zhu Chuideng stood up, turned his broad back to Ye Xiaoman, picked up the outer robe on the ground and put it on.
Before Ye Xiaoman left, the four of them happily had breakfast together.
Yue Mushan was a little tired, but he still had to get up and cook, feeling quite hardworking and willing to serve the whole family.
Jing Zhui would just wait to eat, Zhu Chuideng would help serve porridge to Ye Xiaoman, and Ye Xiaoman was completely idle. She was too lazy to even pick up the soy sauce bottle when it fell over.
There were only three chairs in the house, and when Yue Mushan finished, there was no place to sit, so he stood at the table, holding his bowl and eating. Whoever finished eating would hold their bowl towards him without turning around, and he would put their bowl on the table, take the other person's bowl, and go to the stove to refill the porridge.
Zhu Chuideng scooped the porridge with a spoon, blew it cool patiently, and fed it to Ye Xiaoman.
His brown clothes stuck to his broad shoulders, his bronze arms had slightly bulging veins, and the muscle lines were clear as he moved. His palms were covered with a thick layer of calluses, which seemed to rub Hongye Xiaoman's skin with just a touch. However, when he fed her, the rough man's movements were extremely gentle.
Ye Xiaoman was still happy. She supported her chin on the table with one hand and looked at Zhu Zhui with a smile. She opened her mouth when food came, and occasionally turned her head away to sneak a bite of the steamed bun in Jing Zhui's hand.
Tired of sitting on the stool, he leaned back and his head rested directly on Yue Mushan's chest muscles.
Ye Xiaoman was so happy that she didn't want to leave.
After breakfast, it was time for Ye Xiaoman to go out. Zhu Chuideng had to go back to the ghost world. Jing Zhui continued to hide in Ye Xiaoman's spirit garden, and Yue Mushan followed Ye Xiaoman out.
Jing Zhui reminded Ye Xiaoman: "Don't forget your mission."
Ye Xiaoman gave him a dead look in response.
Zhu Chuideng was displeased: "Jing Zhui, what conspiracy are you planning?"
He bent down again and told Ye Xiaoman, "I'm here."
It means that Jing Zhui is causing trouble and he should be notified to come and beat someone up.
Ye Xiaoman, backed by Zhu Chuideng, was arrogant and said, "Uncle, please find a way to help me detoxify. Once I get rid of the boss's control, we will beat him together."
Jing Zhui raised an eyebrow.
Zhu Chuideng promised in a gentle voice in front of Jing Zhui, "I'll find a way."
The sect's gathering bell echoed outside the cave.
Zhu Chuideng said, "The time has come, go out and do what you want to do."
Jing Zhui leaned lazily against the door frame with his arms folded, while Zhu Chuideng stood in the middle of the door.
The wind blew up the handsome men's clothes.
Worshiping these two big guys, Ye Xiaoman suddenly felt that the Six Realms Competition was just a small matter.
She was very happy, waved to them, and walked down the mountain briskly.
"Come back and play with me~"
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