Wu Yonglin didn't know why he had been helping Jiueryin and the two fathers and sons. In his opinion, he just wanted to send this trouble away early. When he was with her, he always felt that she would eat it one day. She was just a monster who coveted Tang Monk's flesh, opened her bloody mouth and was ready to swallow herself at any time. It was strange that since Jiuer started to make trouble in Luoshe City, this lingering nightmare accompanied him every night, and woke up many times in the middle of the night. Even if he had never had such a situation before, he hoped most that he would solve the trouble here earlier and stay away from this woman earlier. If this continues, he always felt that he would be dragged down.

Under the dim candlelight, Wu Yonglin, sweating profusely, was awakened. This time he actually dreamed of the leopard's "broken sword". It became an evil leopard around Jiuer. Under Jiuer's command, Wu Yonglin could not bear to attack the leopard, and was bitten by the leopard in his dream. After that, he was awakened alive.

Now, lighting the lights at the same time has become a bad habit for him, because when such a cold face flashes in the candlelight, she will be more like a life-seeking evil spirit. In Wu Yonglin's terrified eyes, a pair of jade hands held a bowl of water and handed them to Wu Yonglin, and said resentfully: "Am I so scary? You are not afraid of hurting others' hearts. They are sincere to you. If you don't believe me, please touch me."

Looking at Jiuer's vague appearance of Ren Jun Caijie's "chest muscles", Wu Yonglin, who was still in a state of mind, took the water away and froze. He had been tortured by her dream just now. He didn't want to be fooled again. If the original body was scared again, I heard that it would never return to reality. Now he could not determine whether this was a dream and reality through the spinning top. The best way was to stay away from all this. Before finding out whether Jiuer was his own dream or real existence, he didn't want to take this risk. A woman appeared silently like a ghost in the middle of the night, which was abnormal in itself.

Wu Yonglin drank the water in one sip. The effect of this bowl of water was not very good, because the woman took off her clothes at some point, leaving only a pair of underwear and underwear. Wu Yonglin is now 90% sure that he is still in the dream he imagined. He just looked at everything in front of him with nostalgia until she put on a veil again and lay on Wu Yonglin's bed as if nothing had happened. Wu Yonglin came to his senses.

She had definitely done it on purpose just now. In order to occupy his bed, she came up with this not-so-smart but very effective method. She seemed to have thoroughly grasped Wu Yonglin. In the embarrassment that Wu Yonglin was trembling with coldness, she lifted a corner of the bedding and waited for Tang Monk's meat to be delivered to her door automatically.

"The sound of the dead pig snoring in my room almost knocked down the tiles on his head. I always feel that there is a worry about life there, and I can use your bed to warm my feet."

When Jiuer helped the drunk and unconscious Nimaguen to her room, the subordinates who followed Wu Yonglin to Tubo who had such a slight fantasy for Jiuer had all jumped into the well. A flower could not resist the nutrient attraction of cow dung and inserted it into a pile of cow dung that had been brewing and fermented for a long time. She might live a noble and comfortable life there. Under such a blow that one would like to fight and one would like to be beaten and be subjected to the reality, those who could not bear it went to the "Wuwei Pavilion" to get drunk together.

In one incident, because their hearts were broken, they needed wine to numb the painful nerves. Wu Yonglin also felt a little disappointed in his heart. This was ultimately someone else's choice. A woman who did not hesitate to exchange her body and chastity for a future of wealth is too common in this world. This is her choice. As an outsider, Wu Yonglin had no need to go up and stop her. Isn't her purpose this time to marry a wealthy and noble family? Since the parties involved did not resist, there was no need to meddle in other people's business.

Before he went to bed, he heard the sound of "bangbang" coming from next door. There seemed to be a howling of a pig slaughter. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. A cabbage was finally arched by a pig. He didn't know when he fell asleep. When he woke up again, the ghostly Jiuer, dressed in disheveled clothes and appeared in her room in a mess. Wu Yonglin once thought she was a ghostly ghost. It was not until Jiuer fell asleep that he realized that this was not a dream, it was real.

Wu Yonglin curled up in the corner wrapped in another quilt. Looking at the tears left by Jiuer's eyes, Wu Yonglin found that he did not take action with righteousness, and a trace of guilt ignited in his heart.

"I don't hate you, maybe this is my life."

Jiuer didn't know when she woke up and sobbed gently. Wu Yonglin's mood is very complicated now. He just sat there motionlessly. He often hoped that all this would go back to the past. No matter what purpose she came with, Jiuer was always a woman. In order to achieve some ulterior motives, she had to let the other party get some sweetness. This was accompanied by her own efforts, and a beautiful woman's body became the best price for all of this.

Men are the easiest to be soft-hearted at this time. No matter whether this woman is possessed by you, a kind of aura that wants to protect the weak will fill your whole body. If the answer is yes, you will be soft-hearted and have a short mouth, at this time you will burst out with infinite power, but you will definitely be a little weaker than before, and you will not fight for it, because what they have obtained has not reached the point of losing one person's life. If the answer is no, more often it is not up to the point of slandering one person, at most it is a few words to slander the other person in language. Perhaps only in dirty and vicious language can you fully express that you are sympathetic to the victim. As for the most stupid thing like taking action, you may not be able to pick one out of a hundred people.

Looking at Wu Yonglin who was silent, Jiuer angrily stretched out one foot and kicked Wu Yonglin in the corner hard. Perhaps only in this way can she attract the attention of the other party. Even if she comforted her casually, she would pounce on his arms and cry without hesitation. Now he is like a victim, which undoubtedly hurts Jiuer.

"Can you tell me the real purpose of doing this?" Wu Yonglin finally put up this very plain sentence.

"You are all humble, so there is no need to get involved in this. To be honest, I don't hate you at all now. Sometimes I really want you to be able to be a hero for me like in the afternoon."
Chapter completed!