Chapter 55: Past Lives
"Judging from his behavior, I suspect that he is not a normal person, but in this world, in addition to animals and plants, there are also beings beyond human beings. I don't understand. Even in the modern era to which Ye Zitong belongs, there is no such person, that man is like a person with special functions in the novel, waving his hand is turning the clouds and rain, and the energy seems to be unlimited.
"Legend also has ghosts and gods, ghosts, demons, demons, gods, immortals, all of which are stored in zĂ i, but in my opinion, they are all the same, they all have all kinds of greed and hatred, like him, isn't it also profitable for you, but I don't understand, why it's you."
Chu Litian looked at Ye Zitong, his puzzled eyes flashed with a star-like shimmer, coupled with his naked appearance, like a shelled egg, tempting people to swallow him in one gulp.
Ye Zitong swallowed his saliva, and his soft and glutinous hand covered his chest with crystal droplets: "Does your injury still hurt?" â
With a longing and expectant gaze, he instantly grabbed Chu Litian's heart, he smiled evilly, grabbed Ye Zitong's body, lowered his head and kissed her moist lips.
At this time, their passionate behavior had entered the man's eyes without revealing it.
The little servant standing on the side covered his eyes shyly, disgusted and angry, and said, "Your Excellency, how can you allow them to do such a thing in our Holy Palace? Do you want me to stop them? â
The man raised his hand to indicate that he didn't have to, and his silver pupils didn't have a trace of expression, "Human beings, not controlled by themselves, but controlled by their own desires, are really sad." â
"That's right, sad and shameless, Your Honor, are we going to keep watching?"
The man glanced at him indifferently: "If you have no desire in your heart, it doesn't matter what others do, you feel ashamed, because you have not yet reached the point of having no desire." â
The little guy knelt on the ground in fear: "Xie Zun taught." â
The man then moved his gaze to the water droplets that reflected the picture of the bath, and at this time, the movements of the two had stopped, and Chu Litian's gaze was looking directly at the man through the water droplets.
"Did he see that we were spying on them?"
I saw Chu Litian put on his clothes and walked towards the man, and when he got close enough, he stretched out his hand, and the picture became shaky, and then the picture disappeared in an instant.
The man's brow furrowed slightly, and he chuckled, "He found our paper crane." â
But in half a moment, Ye Zitong angrily kicked open the man's door, pointed at his nose and wanted to ask for the guilt, but found that he didn't even know his name, and said depressedly: "What's your name?!" â
"The deity is called Yemo."
"Okay, Yemo, then let me ask you, what exactly do you want me to do? I really can't stay in this place for a moment, and you even sent someone to spy on me! â
"There are cranes in every room, and they are not deliberately watched." Yemo said softly.
"So what the hell do you want me to do for you? Why have you been waiting for me for a long time? â
"You haven't rested yet, I hope you can rest well and help me again, because you need a lot of body to help me."
Ye Zitong stared at him puzzled, and after a quarter of an hour, she covered her chest and asked angrily, "You don't want my body, right?" â
"Bold! The Venerable Body is what you can delusional? The little guy roared.
"Damn, I don't care about delusions! On the contrary, why did you, the Lord, look at me so ill-willedly? â
"You're the one with bad intentions, aren't you? Seeing that we are young and beautiful, so I want to fight our honorable idea, don't think I can't see it! â
That little guy had a red face and a thick neck, as if Ye Zitong had said something insulting to him.
"When did I have delusions about your Majesty? On the contrary, it is you, what do you care so much about? Don't you forget that you're a man, do you still like you to be respected? Ye Zitong sneered and teased.
"Your Excellency is not something that anyone deliberately wants to touch!" The little guy shouted angrily.
"Okay, Bayi, you go down first." Yemo looked at Ye Zitong, "From now on, you have to listen to me in everything, your friend I have already asked someone to take him to rest, you can't see him during this time, if you still have your life after helping me, I will send the two of you back to your original place." â
"Where did you take him?" Ye Zitong grabbed his collar in a hurry, but almost magically, when she just touched Yemo's clothes, she was hit out by a huge force, and when she was about to hit the wall hard, her body suddenly suspended again, and then slowly fell to the ground.
"One thing I want to remind you that the deity doesn't like to be touched by others, keep this in mind, otherwise it won't be good if I accidentally hurt you in the future."
"What the hell are you?"
"You can go and rest, don't force me to control you."
Ye Zitong bit a mouthful of silver teeth but could only swallow it in her stomach, who let her not be able to beat this man, and she didn't know what his identity was, and what was even more hateful was that she couldn't do anything about his behavior of imprisoning Chu Litian.
I had to follow the little guy back to the room.
Early the next morning, Ye Zitong was still in a sweet sleep, when he heard someone outside open the door, and then a large area of sunlight shone in, Ye Zitong subconsciously covered his head with a quilt, but suddenly found that something was not quite right, weren't they in the cave? Why is there still sunshine?
And standing in front of her, it turned out to be two good-looking maids? She had never seen any other woman in this cave.
"Where am I?" She looked left and right in bewilderment.
"The girl is in the holy palace, is she sleeping stupidly?" One of the maids walked up to her with a smile, "Your Excellency has ordered us to dress up the girl, and he wants to see you." â
Ye Zitong looked around in disbelief: "You're not kidding, are you?" Is this the wet cave? This place is obviously the same as the palace, you are the new palace maids, right? Did I have a long, long dream? â
The maid smiled proudly, stretched out her hand, and saw the wide sleeves that gradually changed pink in the white veil shook in front of Ye Zitong, and the originally gorgeous and bright palace became a simple cave, Ye Zitong's eyes widened.
"You ...... What the hell are you ......?"
"It's just a small spell that I learned from Zun, and the spell of Zun is a thousand times more powerful than ours." The maid smirked.
"Okay, don't talk nonsense." Another maid pulled Ye Zitong and sat down in front of the dresser, "Your Excellency doesn't like to wait." â
The two maids don't know if it's a dressing tool conjured up by night ink, combed a good hand of hair, and painted a good makeup, since taking over the hard work of curing the plague, Ye Zitong has never taken good care of herself, her skin is like a thick leaf, and through the hands of the two maids, half an hour later, she has become a tender beauty.
The two maids led her on a heart-to-heart journey, and finally came to a room, the door opened automatically, and Yemo's voice came from inside: "Let Miss Ye come in alone." â
Ye Zitong cautiously walked into the room, the room was silver-white, which matched his silver-gray long hair very well, as if entering a world of ice and snow, crystal clear, as if he was in a fairyland, looking down at his feet, it was also as transparent as ice, the room was not cold, but there was a bleak coolness.
"The maids said you wanted to see me." Ye Zitong looked at Yemo's back, his long hair hanging down quietly behind him, occasionally flashing a touch of silver light.
"I'm going to sue you something, and then you'll have to promise me sincerely, so that you can do me a favor."
"Okay, you can say it." Ye Zitong sat on the Taishi chair covered with a white plush carpet, crossed Erlang's legs, and was ready to listen.
Yemo slowly turned around and stretched out her hand, her white fingers slowly unfolded, as if there was a huge force sucking her, her body gradually floated, and slowly floated in front of Yemo.
Ye Zitong frowned and was a little displeased: "If you want to say anything, why did you use witchcraft to bring me to you?" â
Yemo's palm gradually covered the top of her head, and before Ye Zitong could protest again, she felt that something was rushing into her mind, and she couldn't help but close her eyes, and one picture after another was playing in her mind, like a slow movie.
Is the person in the picture wearing a white robe and a black fox fur cape on his shoulders Yemo? He stood solemnly in the snow-capped mountains, his hands behind his back, and behind him stood a demon woman with long purple hair, the ice sword in his hand had passed through his chest.
"My sword of despair has pierced your heart, Nightink, I want you to lose me forever! Lose all feelings forever, and from now on, you will no longer have joys and sorrows, and you will no longer feel anything! I want you to be in such agony forever! Even if you become a god and an immortal, you can't break this curse! I want you to forget about it! â
The purple-haired woman's voice was very painful, and the voice full of hatred was sharper than the sword, and the white clothes of the night ink were gradually stained red with blood, one drop, two drops, dripping on the snow.
At this time, the purple-haired woman began to panic, and she sat down on the snow in shock, as if she couldn't believe what she had done: "Night, you...... Are you okay? Are you okay? â
Ye Mo turned around, and at that moment, Ye Zitong saw that his originally dark eyes had turned silver-gray, he reached out and pulled out the Ruthless Sword, and looked down at the purple-haired woman who was sobbing at his feet: "Who are you?" â
"You...... Do you really remember me? Yemo, do you really not remember me? I'm ......."
Yemo slowly squatted down, lifting her chin with two fingers, and at this time, Ye Zitong saw the face of the purple-haired woman, she seemed to be hallucinating, and her whole body was excited.
Because the purple-haired woman's face was exactly like hers.