The story picks up again, just as the beautiful heroine is pretending to be defeated and captured.
But after listening to it for a while, Ye Ning felt something was wrong.
Although it is still the story of the heroine, it is just that this time there are many more descriptions of the heroine's appearance, such as icy muscles and jade bones, skin like gelatin, seductive curves, bumping up and down on the horse...
This kind of description is a bit gaudy. For example, the skirt of the heroine is floating like ripples on horseback, revealing her long legs. It is easy for people to think about it. Ye Ning is naked and taking a bath and listening to this kind of story. I wanted to complain about Xijing Yue, it was not an occupational disease, but I couldn't stand the fascinating story, so I couldn't bear to interrupt.
Later, when the beautiful heroine was sent to the village, he wanted to fight back against the bandits, but he was drugged by the cunning bandits and was unable to move for a while. When he was about to be insulted, the saint girl was already addicted. Due to the ups and downs of the beautiful heroine, she completely forgot about the pain that penetrated her bone marrow.
The beautiful heroine won't be in tears so soon, will she?
The next moment, the beautiful heroine's clothes were torn apart. She had already closed her eyes and shed tears of humiliation. At this moment, the second master suddenly whispered: "Girl, don't be weird, I am sent by the famous Jade Sword Pavilion." Carefully, the big boss here is not a trivial matter, and it is definitely not something you and I can deal with easily. The evil people outside are watching closely, and we will have to do some fake tricks later to get through. "
"What kind of fake show?" the heroine said with tears in her eyes as she survived the desperate situation.
"We'll just pretend to move later and when the bed shakes, you'll call..."
According to Jing Yue's description, the beautiful heroine naturally didn't know how to do these tricks, so in desperation, the second master pinched the heroine's thigh and waist several times, and the heroine couldn't help but make a strange sound.
Even though she was just acting, the heroine still felt extremely wronged and sobbed: "Bitch thief, sooner or later I will make you look good, oh~~~"
After hearing this, Ye Ning finally couldn't help it and complained: "Can you ignore this sound?"
"Um?"
"I can't bear it when you make such a sound with my mouth."
"Oh~~~"
Jing Yue made such a sound again and couldn't help but sigh: "Hey, it sounds pretty good."
At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Jing Yue fell silent for a moment.
"Ning'er, are you okay?"
This is a woman's voice, with a graceful and noble temperament.
Ye Ning reminded: "This is my mother, just say the wound hurts and deal with it."
Thinking that this was the saint's mother, Jing Yue was a little nervous for a moment, and said with a trembling voice: "Mom, my wound hurts a little, it's okay."
"Well, that's good. You have a good rest and leave the rest to my mother."
After that, the saintly girl’s mother left.
After a while, Jing Yue let out a long sigh of relief.
"Humph, are you so afraid of my mother? Didn't you scream so hard just now?"
Jing Yue couldn't help but said, "You think I want to make that kind of sound just to let you experience the story immersively."
"roll!"
After a while, Ye Ning said: "I think the injury is almost done."
"Really? Let me see."
As he said that, Jing Yue instinctively looked at his waist and abdomen, but the next moment, Ye Ning's voice sounded coldly - "Look again and I'll kill you!".
Jing Yue quickly raised his head and sat upright, and the girl Ye Ning in the barrel suddenly looked like a well-behaved lady.
Sure enough, the wound in the abdomen that had previously been painful like thousands of ants crawling was only left with waves of numbness, no longer severe pain.
"How did you do this?" Jing Yue asked with concern.
He thought that the aloof saint girl was safe, but it seemed that was not the case at the moment.
"Sneak attack."
"Master? How many realms?"
"Four Realms."
"Didn't you say that you can kill those with little magical power in your four realms at will?"
Ye Ning said angrily: "I killed one or two casually, but this time four came. The Talisman Master, the Sword Master, and the Crazy Sword have been planning for a long time."
Hearing this, Jing Yue couldn't help but think of the red letter on the system display about Ye Ning being injured in the battle. The reminder lasted for a full two hours, which showed how dangerous and long this battle was.
"Where are those people?"
"One is dead and the other is injured. The injured one is captured. My mother is probably still looking for the other two."
Hearing this answer, Jing Yue was sure that Ye Ning was not bragging at first. A monk in the third level of Fusion Realm was attacked and killed by four people with small magical powers in the fourth level. Not only was he able to escape from trouble, but he was also able to kill one of them.
These thighs are really ridiculously thick.
"Okay, help me put on my clothes first, and then continue talking."
"Still talking?"
"This is only half of the story. I've just been injured. You don't want to use my body to practice again, do you?"
"How is it possible that I have such a dark heart in your heart? I'd better get dressed first."
...
After that, there was a sound of water flowing in the steaming mist, and then there was the sound of getting dressed.
"Don't touch it." Ye Ning's voice suddenly sounded in the sea of consciousness.
"I didn't touch it. Who knew it was so complicated to tie up your underwear..."
Jing Yue looked innocent.
After a while of struggling, Jing Yue finally helped the saint girl put on her robe.
Different from the previous practice of stealth, where he could take off and travel in seconds, this time he really couldn't get up quickly.
He sat on a soft reclining chair and found that the vitality that used to be so abundant in the saint girl's body was now sparse and astringent, like a river in dry season.
It can be seen that Ye Ning was seriously injured in today's fierce battle, and he didn't know how long it would take to recover.
He felt a little distressed for a moment.
How long will it take to start practicing again?
Jing Yue gently pressed his right hand against the wound and lowered his head again.
Ye Ning said slightly nervously: "What do you want to do?"
"I want to see your injuries."
"do not look."
"Um?"
"It should be ugly."
"I do not mind."
"I mind."
"All right."
"Can you tell me stories all day today?"
There was a rare hint of tiredness in the saintly girl's voice, as if a sick child was lying on the hospital bed making a small request to her parents.
"no problem."
Later, because he was thirsty due to the treatment, Jing Yue sent his servants to bring drinks and food. While eating and drinking, Jing Yue continued to tell Ye Ning the story of the heroine's tears.
The beautiful heroine relies on the second boss to lurk, and playing the role of the second boss's wife naturally involves the scene of being forced to take advantage of her. Maybe because she drank too much, Jing Yue has already let go, and the narration is so emotional and touching. .
As he was talking, he suddenly couldn't help but said: "Why do you feel so hot when you talk?"
"Did you just find out?" Ye Ning couldn't help but complain.
Jing Yue analyzed: "Is it possible that your body is feeling this way because you are hot, girl?"
"You fart, my body is completely controlled by you now, you still want to rely on me?"
"No, we feel connected. I've read this story many times and I've long been immune to it. How could it be me?"
"Go away! How can you rely on me to tell you all the details like this, you pervert?"
"That's right. There's no need for healing now. I'll speak more clearly."
Ye Ning was about to speak but stopped.
...
"Happy time is always so short. Miss Ye Ning, it's time for me to go."
Before he knew it, Jing Yue had used the body of a saint girl to finish seven dishes and two soups and tell two stories with a beginning and an end.
Jing Yue didn't break the story this time, which actually made Ye Ning feel a little uncomfortable for a while.
After a moment of silence, she said, "Okay, will you come on time next time?"
"Definitely. Every time I come to your place, girl, I can't wait."
As soon as she finished speaking, as usual, Ye Ning felt a wave of heat leave her body.
After that, she stood up, holding her hands on the window sill, and looked outside.
In the courtyard, it was already an early winter scene with all the autumn leaves falling and the chill getting even worse.
She didn't tell Jing Yue that when she was injured and being hunted, the first thought in her mind was not how to fight back and escape with her life, but why Jing Yue didn't come.
Unknowingly, she seemed to have gotten used to this little thief coming to her place every three days.
If she hadn't come, it would have been like there were ants crawling all over her body.
Well, it’s all because this guy tells stories well.
Thinking of some details in "Tears of the Heroine" that Jing Yue had just finished, Ye Ning couldn't help but blush, and complained: "This little thief knows a lot about this kind of thing."
That day, Saint Ye Ning had a dream. In the dream, the little thief got on her again, using his hands and feet...
After waking up, Ye Ning couldn't help but blush and complained, "It's all because of that guy talking so much nonsense."
"Hey, I wonder what the little thief looks like?"
From beginning to end, Jing Yue could see her clearly, but she knew nothing about Jing Yue's appearance, so she couldn't help but become a little curious about Jing Yue's appearance.
"His tone of voice is quite confident. He shouldn't be too ugly, right?"
Ye Ning poked the table with a chopstick, thinking about this with a faint smile, already looking a bit like an online dating girl.
