Chapter 472: Disciple is willing to share the Master's worries
Ye Xiaoman was silenced for a moment by Jing Zhui. "It's good that you can let it go. Master's wife is very satisfied."
Zhu Chuideng opened and closed his mouth, silent for a long while.
His plan was successful, and he saw Jing Zhui's ugly and embarrassed appearance as he wished, but he did not feel any joy.
It's like going outside and shouting: Look, my enemy is bewitched by my wife.
Especially when both my enemies and my wife are enjoying it. I don't feel proud at all, it's really frustrating.
A strange feeling of anger rose in Zhu Chuideng's heart again. In the past, when he was an opponent of Jing Zhui, he did not have any special emotional fluctuations. Even in the life-and-death battle a thousand years ago, he only thought that the other party was a respectable opponent. But now, he got emotional again and again, and wanted to kill Jing Zhui when he saw his ugly face.
Jing Zhui swept his knees, as if clearing a clean chair for Ye Xiaoman. "Master is old and may have osteoporosis. I've heard that old people are prone to fractures, so I'm willing to share your worries."
"It would be better if you could sit on my lap, Madam."
Ye Xiaoman said: "...You are quite filial."
Jing Zhui opened his arms and extended a hand towards Ye Xiaoman, "Come."
Ye Xiaoman had a resolute look on her face.
Are her buttocks something that can be moved at will?
Even if you don't consider my personality, you should still consider your master's dignity.
She stood up angrily.
Zhu Chuideng thought that she wanted to show the lecher who had teased her some tricks, so he did not stop her.
Ye Xiaoman walked quickly to Jing Zhui and swung her arms. Zhu Chuideng predicted that she was going to hit him hard. He had taken precautions. After Ye Xiaoman started to hit someone, he would protect Ye Xiaoman from Jing Zhui's revenge.
Ye Xiaoman's raised arms gradually dropped - she smoothed out the wrinkled sleeves on her arms and sat firmly on Jing Zhui's thighs.
If you mess with me, you're like kicking cotton!
Zhu Chuideng began by using the thumb and index finger to rotate the index finger of the other hand, a common method of suppressing emotions.
The two young men, one sitting on Zhu Chuideng's legs and the other holding his waist, chatted in front of Zhu Chuideng as if no one was around, just like problem students flirting with each other under the deathly gaze of the head teacher.
"I'm going to carry out a mission to the Chaofu Sect."
"Master's wife, do you think I can become a disciple?"
Ye Xiaoman didn't know whether Jing Zhui had made any progress in his love and emotional intelligence classes. She had been absorbing Jing Zhui's energy like crazy these days, and had achieved remarkable results.
Her cultivation level of the eighth level of Qi Refining had unknowingly advanced to the ninth level, and she was grateful for Jing Zhui's gift.
It's okay for her to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage now, but it's a life-or-death experience for a cultivator to withstand the thunder tribulation for the first time, and the environment in the ghost world is not suitable for a cultivator on earth to overcome the tribulation. She plans to repeatedly hone herself at the Great Perfection of Qi Refining first, laying a solid foundation that will help her to form a perfect golden elixir in the future.
After leaving the ghost world, she built her foundation beautifully and amazed everyone.
"Master's wife." Jing Zhui pinched her fingers.
Ye Xiaoman lowered the corners of her smug mouth a little, "Well, you shouldn't be in any trouble."
The flying sedan shook.
The four monster beasts carrying the sedan chair stretched out their necks and howled, spread their wings, lifted the sedan chair from the ground, flew into the air, and then flew forward steadily.
Zhu Chuideng transformed a table into something in the aisle between him and Jing Zhui.
He took out a food storage bag and, like magic, brought out plates of delicious food from the bag.
There are all kinds of dishes, such as iron pot stewed goose, sauce-flavored pork ribs, and Mushu pork.
Zhu Chuideng always remembered that when Ye Xiaoman was lying in ambush in Chepan Village, even though there was a shortage of material supplies, she could eat up a basket of eggs from her home by dipping them in pepper and salt in a few days. She was a girl who loved delicious food.
This time he went back to summon the various ghost kings. One of his subordinates loved cooking, so Zhu Chuideng asked him to cook several tables of meals under the pretext of punishment. The subordinate was scared to death, thinking that he was preparing his own last meal, so he cooked 108 dishes before stopping.
Zhu Chuideng had been dead for so long that he had forgotten what it felt like to eat, so the food was specially brought for Ye Xiaoman.
He only prepared a pair of chopsticks and beckoned Ye Xiaoman with them, "Come and eat."
Jing Zhui couldn't hold Ye Xiaoman down at all. Ye Xiaoman immediately gave up the handsome man's stool and sat back next to Zhu Chuideng.
While Ye Xiaoman was eating, Zhu Chuideng helped her use a knife to cut the large piece of grilled meat into small pieces so that she could eat it more easily.
Jing Zhui appeared fine on the surface, but he couldn't help but feel that he was abandoned.
In the past, he and Ye Xiaoman both took fasting pills. You fed me and I fed you. They were so close.
"Eat." Jing Zhui placed a bottle of high-grade fasting pills in front of Ye Xiaoman, who pretended not to see it.
She thought that Jing Zhui's temper was such that he would flip the table if he was unhappy, so she comforted him by picking up a piece of fried pork and stuffing it into his mouth. "It's delicious."
Jing Zhui frowned. Demons do not crave comfort, and gluttony is a way of expressing their desire for enjoyment. He has only had a few meals since he was born until his current age.
He wanted to spit it out, but then he thought that this was the food Ye Xiaoman fed him personally. He had it, but Zhu Chuideng didn't. So he chewed it reluctantly, "Human food, weird."
Ye Xiaoman put down her chopsticks and looked at Jing Zhui in surprise.
It's normal for him to feel strange.
Because Zhu Chuideng had tampered with the food in Jing Zhui's mouth at some point, the fried meat in Jing Zhui's mouth turned into mud.
Too cruel.
The next moment, Jing Zhui flew in a parabola and was kicked out of the sedan chair by Zhu Chuideng through the window.
The Chaofei Sect is located close to the central city of the Demon Realm and not far from the Demon Cave.
After flying at full speed for two days, the flying magic weapon arrived near its destination.
At night, all the demons did not try to enter the city before sunset, but chose to camp out in the deserted suburbs. Assassins must look like assassins, and in order not to reveal information, it is safer to camp in the wild than in an inn.
The demons sat together, using magic weapons for illumination, and discussed their hiding plans overnight.
As the master, Zhu Chuideng's duty is to listen to everyone's speeches and then comment on them, but he is too lazy to do such a troublesome thing, so he turned away and looked at the surrounding plants. In order to prevent Jing Zhui from feeling suspicious, Ye Xiaoman had to take the position of instructor.
She tied a makeshift swing with vines and sat under the tree, swinging on it. She looked at each speaker encouragingly with an unfathomable smile, and from time to time she took out a pen and paper as if to record everyone's speech performance.
Regardless of whether they have the real stuff or not, the sense of oppression is sufficient, and every demon feels very pressured.
This mission is arduous. Including Jing Zhui, a total of nine geniuses came. In order to infiltrate the special dual cultivation sect, the personnel ratio is girls and boys in pairs, four girls and five boys. The vacant girl was filled by Ye Xiaoman personally.
This mission is a small competition among geniuses. The mission is for the geniuses to use their current strength that does not exceed the Foundation Establishment Stage to assassinate the director elder of the Chaofu Sect who is in the late Nascent Soul Stage. The one who gets the kill first wins.
The geniuses are in a competitive relationship. They can work together to complete the task, or they can kill their accomplices in advance and use all means to make themselves the last one laughing.
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