My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 110 Xia Anmeng's Punishment

Chapter 110 Xia Anmeng's Punishment
Ye Wuyou stretched out his hand and grabbed someone tightly.

There are also invisible ghost hands that bind the opponent tightly!
That was a little monk.

Just like the monk I saw outside Yong'an Temple before.

"Got you."

Ye Wuyou felt that this might be the luckiest time in his life.

He was just thinking about how to find the little monk when he appeared before his eyes.

The little monk looked terrified, but he could not move and could only shout in panic.

Ye Wuyou is not a person who often uses violence, but no matter how miserable the little monk's voice was, Ye Wuyou did not dare to take it lightly.

Because through this contact, Ye Wuyou already had it clear in his mind.

The unique aura of this little monk is weird, and it is the remnant of the Great Dao.

Ye Wuyou glanced lightly and opened his mouth to speak.

[You didn't hesitate at all. The moment the little monk fell into your hands, you felt extreme danger.]

[Heaven created all things to nourish man, but man has nothing to repay Heaven! Kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill! ]

The narrator's words suddenly rang in my mind, and they were extremely loud.

Don't scream.

[Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! ]

Shut up! Ye Wuyou said silently in his heart.

But the narrator was still relentless, as if Ye Wuyou was slow to act, so the voice fell silent for a while, and then started again.

[As expected of you, you have already found a better way. You look at the little monk again and finally discover the secret.]

mysterious?

The little monk in front of him looked panicked and kept slapping himself.

A strange feeling came to Ye Wuyou's heart.

It was clearly the remains of the Great Dao, why was it so weak? I was clearly prepared to fight it...

But then, Ye Wuyou seemed to have discovered something and his pupils suddenly shrank.

His eyes glanced slightly to the side, and Xia Anmeng's eyes looked indifferently at himself and the little monk.

Damn it!

This little monk is obviously weird, but he actually has flesh and blood and is an entity observable to the naked eye.

Why? Bai Lu had never seen the other party before outside Yong'an Temple, but there was a physical entity underground!

Is it a human or a monster?
"Woohoo, benefactor, please let me go, Amitoufo!"

[Let him go? How ridiculous! When you discover his true identity, another thought comes to your mind.]

【Swallow him! 】

[You are extremely determined in your heart. This little monk is a disaster after all. He is not a human, nor is he the wreckage of the Great Dao. Instead, he is something between the wreckage and the Great Dao.]

Ye Wuyou's expression suddenly changed. Perhaps the narrator's words had influenced him, or perhaps he was thinking about leaving this place, or perhaps something else...

The narrator is right, why am I always struggling with my inner thoughts?

No matter who this little monk is, we can leave this place by killing him.

Hey, why do I feel this way?
Did the narrator say that you can leave if you kill the other person?
It doesn’t matter. This is a disaster. I am saving the world!
Such a simple choice, do you still need to think about it?

His eyes gradually became silent, a strange smile appeared on his face, he exerted slight force on his hands, and then clenched forward!
His body was pushed away by a huge force, and then Ye Wuyou crashed straight into the aisle at the side, with his body almost sunken into it.

The pain attacked his body, but it also brought back a bit of clarity in his eyes.

Ye Wuyou raised his eyes slightly and looked forward.

The little monk fell to the ground, looking panicked and breathing heavily.

It wasn't him who did that just now.

A bright red dress gradually came into his sight, the hem of the skirt swaying slightly, revealing a slender jade foot.

It was Xia Anmeng who came to him.

The woman's extremely arrogant words rang out in front of Ye Wuyou.

"You, just got possessed by a demon."

Not yet, she added.

"Inner demon."

Ye Wuyou lowered her eyes slightly, staring at the hem of her skirt, and smiled bitterly. Inner demon?
The description is really very apt...

Ye Wuyou felt his body almost stuck in the wall, and it felt like he was back in the sky prison.

Fortunately, he is different now than before and was not beaten into a coma for half a month. Although it is extremely painful, it is not serious.

"That's not necessary. Just give it to me like this." He said softly.

Xia Anmeng shook her head slightly and said lightly.

"I don't know the Heart Purification Mantra, so naturally this is the most direct method."

"Okay... I feel fine now, you don't have to worry." Ye Wuyou breathed a sigh of relief and was about to get up from the wall.

The woman's voice came again, with a negative tone.

"No, just to be on the safe side, I think you need to stay awake for a while."

As the woman spoke, a flawless white figure suddenly emerged from the colorful red dress that Ye Wuyou had been staring at.

Ok?
What is this for?

The next second, the slender white jade feet were gently lifted up, and then, under Ye Wuyou's wide-open gaze, they were reflected fiercely on his face.

The force came from every point of his toes, and then Ye Wuyou's body was completely immersed in the wall.

[Damn it, you kicked me, didn't you? You must remember this! I will not be a human being if I don't take revenge!]

[You swear in your heart that from now on you will spare no effort to help that bitch recover her body. When she is grateful to you, you will punish her severely and make her mind fall into the abyss. You will dress up like this, abolish your cultivation, tie her up tightly on the bed, making her unable to move, and then you will play with her feet mercilessly, making her want to die, unable to live or die...]

Don't... drive yet, I'm going to be trampled to death...

After a while.

Ye Wuyou squatted on the ground, staring at the little monk in front of him.

The narration in his mind was still clamoring to kill, but Ye Wuyou was very calm this time, because the woman in the red dress was standing next to him.

The little monk was sitting on the ground at this moment, looking at him, without making any noise or fear.

"Aren't you afraid of me?" Ye Wuyou wondered.

"In reply to the donor's words, I am not afraid."

"Why aren't you afraid?"

"If you're not afraid, you're not afraid."

tsk...

The little monk clasped his hands together, nodded slightly and said.

"You did have murderous intentions just now, but I can sense that you have no ill will towards me."

"Besides, I know that the donor wants to leave this place."

Ye Wuyou never thought that one day he would have a conversation with the remains of the Great Dao.

"How do I leave this place?"

"I can't leave. I have had some opportunities to go to the outside world by chance, but I eventually came back here."