My practice narration is weird

The desolate northern plains scenery dissipated little by little before our eyes.

Luo Qinghan's eyes were confused and startled, and he sat stiffly on the ground.

It seems that he has not yet woken up from the past.

After a moment, she slowly raised her eyes and looked forward.

The surrounding scenery gradually appeared in her sight, making her look a little confused.

Isn't this the last retrospective?

Why are you still here?

The sky is full of stars, the moonlight and the cliff are reflected by the bonfire. The man is facing away from her at the moment, sitting quietly on the edge of the cliff, looking into the distance.

Luo Qinghan stood up from the ground, looked down at his child-like body, remained silent, and finally walked to Ye Wuyou step by step.

Ye Wuyou's gentle voice came from in front of him.

"The traceback is over, just stay here for a while."

Is it over?

Then why are you still here?

She had countless doubts at the moment, which were finally turned into questions.

"Why is the past so different from what we actually experienced?"

Faced with this question, Ye Wuyou did not respond.

Because he doesn't know either.

Although his expression is still calm at the moment, the confusion in his heart is much more than that of Luo Qinghan.

In these [Looking Back] past, although Luo Qinghan made many different actions, they were all under his own watch and advice, and the success he achieved would only be more perfect than before.

So it's not something wrong with Luo Qinghan, nor something wrong with the past.

But myself.

There was something wrong with my past self.

Narrator, no one, no form, no form...

Although Ye Wuyou looked calm, his calm mood in the past had already become chaotic now.

Luo Qinghan was standing aside at the moment, with a slight frown on his young face.

Maybe it's because even though Ye Wuyou is in turmoil, her expression never shows any emotion. Maybe it's because she can't feel the changes in the other person because she doesn't have the previous state at this moment. Maybe it's because the experience along the way has turned her Taoist heart upside down. Invincible.

Unknowingly, she was no longer as afraid of Ye Wuyou as before.

Although it was considered a defeat just now, Luo Qinghan knew that he had achieved almost perfection.

Seeing Ye Wuyou who was silent at this moment, Luo Qinghan took a deep breath and said again.

"Ye Wuyou, do you know something? If something happens, don't keep it in your heart. There are no outsiders here."

The man looked back slightly, glanced at her gently, and said nothing.

Luo Qinghan's eyes were stunned for a moment, and then he frowned, seeming to realize something.

"Even though I am an outsider... But now when you go back, you can tell Lu Caiwei why you need to stay here."

Luo Qinghan knew that Ye Wuyou had many secrets, and she could detect this.

But she just didn't like to see Ye Wuyou, who was so silent right now, with so many worries on his mind, but he kept them in his heart.

Even if it's a quarrel like before...

Ye Wuyou sighed slightly, with helplessness in his eyes.

He just had something to think about, and he wanted to be alone for now.

But why is this woman so noisy?

After returning, he would face the unfinished battle, which Ye Wuyou felt was meaningless.

That’s all, let’s go back.

But before that, he had to write down all the doubts he had noticed, so as not to accidentally forget them in the blink of an eye.

Ye Wuyou did not respond to Luo Qinghan's question, but reached out and inserted his hand into his body, and then took out a booklet.

In order to avoid losing this "diary", he had always kept it in the body of [Ghost].

Then, he turned over the pages of the book and wrote something silently with a charcoal pen.

[Retrospective review·The difference between the past and reality and its impact]

[1. The little monk never appeared] (degree of impact: unknown and difficult to assess)

[2. Never been exposed to the Three Wolves] (Influence level: subtle)

[3. Not letting Luo Qinghan climax] (Influence level: no influence)

【Four……】

Luo Qinghan on the side looked confused when he saw Ye Wuyou's behavior at this moment.

Why did you start writing something after a disagreement?

What is he writing?

Luo Qinghan didn't know that Ye Wuyou had the habit of recording.

Out of pure curiosity, Luo Qinghan silently looked around from the corner of his eyes.

But he saw Ye Wuyou turning slightly sideways, avoiding her gaze as if subconsciously.

Um?

Luo Qinghan was puzzled, and then turned his head away, as if he didn't bother to look.

Who cares...

But standing on the edge of the cliff, the cold mountain breeze at night still made her sniff her slightly red nose.

Ye Wuyou asked her to wait, and Luo Qinghan just stood there and waited.

But the thoughts in my mind gradually dispersed.

After walking again, my mind has been tempered, my understanding of spiritual practice has deepened, and I have new perspectives on many of my previous actions.

If we return to reality, the Seventh Realm seems to be just around the corner.

Why is Ye Wuyou still writing?

He was so mysterious that he didn't let himself see it and didn't reply. What exactly was he doing?

etc.

"If you want to read it, I can write it."

The words Ye Wuyou once said seemed to linger in Luo Qinghan's ears again at this moment, making her think a lot.

Luo Qinghan was startled suddenly, and then opened his eyes wide.

Isn't that what he wrote?

Those shameful things you wrote based on yourself?

Thinking of this, Luo Qinghan returned his gaze to Ye Wuyou, and moved his eyes very boldly towards him.

Ye Wuyou seemed to have noticed Luo Qinghan's gaze at this moment, frowned slightly, and then turned around.

It was clearly made clear not to let Luo Qinghan see it.

But Luo Qinghan still saw that line of writing.

Luo Qinghan was not allowed to climax...

Sure enough, he was indeed writing these things!

The woman's eyes continued to dilate, and the next moment, Luo Qinghan gritted his teeth tightly, his emotions surged, but his thin figure suddenly jumped up, like an eagle taking off, and grabbed Ye Wuyou's hand.

At this moment, Luo Qinghan completely forgot that she had no cultivation at all and was just an ordinary person with [no lower limit].

The young eagle failed to take off.

Luo Qinghan fell heavily to the ground, his head was patted lightly by Ye Wuyou, and then he raised his elbows and pressed him firmly on his thigh without any effort, while Ye Wuyou held him up His elbow was gently pressing against the woman's head, preventing her from moving even half a minute.

Ye Wuyou still showed some affection and lent his thigh to Luo Qinghan as a pad.

After all, it's okay for a kid to fall, as long as he doesn't hurt his head.

Sobs came from between his legs. Luo Qinghan struggled to stretch out his hands, and because of this, he was immersed in Ye Wuyou's body, his vision was dark, and now his hands were randomly pulling at Ye Wuyou's body.

Ye Wuyou didn't care at all and finished writing the last word slowly, then looked at Luo Qinghan who was bowing between his legs.

"What are you doing?"

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed the collar of the other person's neck, and lifted Luo Qinghan up.

At the moment, Luo Qinghan is no bigger than a child, and is far different from Ye Wuyou. Even though he is sitting, Luo Qinghan still has his feet off the ground.

Luo Qinghan stared angrily at this moment, with a red mark on his face.

At this moment, his hands and feet were kicking in the air, grabbing Ye Wuyou. Ye Wuyou glanced at him, the look in his eyes became more and more weird, and he silently stretched the opponent farther away.

"Ye Wuyou, you, whatever you wrote, since you dare to write it in front of me, are you still afraid to show it to me?"

"What I wrote has nothing to do with you." Ye Wuyou looked thoughtful.

"You, you still say it has nothing to do with me! Ye Wuyou, you are really not a human being. You have written that word, how long are you going to pretend..."

Although Ye Wuyou was gradually becoming impatient with Luo Qinghan, he still felt a little confused after hearing his words.

"What words did I write?" he asked quietly.

Luo Qinghan just stared at Ye Wuyou and said nothing.

Ye Wuyou didn't waste any time, spread out the booklet, turned to the page he had just written, and handed it directly to Luo Qinghan.

The handwriting is very new, just written with charcoal.

Luo Qinghan looked at the lines of handwriting, and the emotion in his eyes gradually turned into astonishment.

It turns out that it's not what I thought...

Luo Qinghan silently turned his head to the side, avoiding Ye Wuyou's sight with a guilty conscience.

But Ye Wuyou had no intention of letting her go just like that.

He stretched out his hand and gently grabbed Luo Qinghan's cheek. Despite the other party's struggle, he straightened it bit by bit, looking directly at him.

"What now?"

Luo Qinghan didn't respond at first, but now his eyes were locked by Ye Wuyou's, and their eyes intertwined.

The calmness and strength in Ye Wuyou's body formed a strong contrast with his current guilty conscience and weakness.

Luo Qinghan suddenly realized that he had been speeding all the way and his strength had become stronger bit by bit. That past experience gave him too much confidence.

So much so that she ignored the fact that in this past period, she had no cultivation at all.

That faint sense of oppression filled Luo Qinghan's heart again.

Ye Wuyou reminded him with a calm voice.

"Say you are wrong."

After a pause, Ye Wuyou said again.

"Say you are wrong, and I will cancel [backtracking] and return to reality."

"I..." Luo Qinghan opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

She was wrong, but...

There was a hint of stubbornness and hesitation on his small face, and his eyes flickered, as if he was struggling.

Ye Wuyou looked at the struggle in Luo Qinghan's eyes and thought quietly in his heart.

Can't you say it?

That's normal.

Since childhood, Luo Qinghan has been willing to be beaten all over his head rather than beg for mercy, rather than bow his head.

Luo Qinghan, who has [no lower limit], has been the king of endurance since childhood.

Very stubborn.

Although it looks a little different now than before, but...

Getting her to admit her mistake would probably be harder than climbing to heaven.

But this is not the reason.

OK, but not correct.

The solution to this problem is also very simple.

The arm holding Luo Qinghan suddenly relaxed, and then he turned over in the air with a cry of surprise.

Ye Wuyou sat quietly, with a hint of energy flowing out, and placed Luo Qinghan's figure across his lap.

Luo Qinghan was currently lying between Ye Wuyou's legs, trying to struggle.

But the energy was oppressive, and no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't move even half an inch.

The eyes covered by messy hair are full of confusion, and the silver teeth bite lightly.

"Ye, Ye Wuyou, what are you going to do, you..."

Snap.

A crisp sound sounded behind him at this moment, and Luo Qinghan's eyes widened in shock.

She never imagined that one day she would be raped by someone else, not only Ye Wuyou...

Spanking.

"Say, you are wrong." Ye Wuyou raised his palms high at this moment, as if carrying some kind of calm threat.

Luo Qinghan was silent for a moment, and finally spoke slowly, with a hint of silent anger in his voice.

"You are wrong."

As soon as these words came out, Ye Wuyou looked stiff for a moment.

The raised palm fell again at this moment, and the body between the legs trembled slightly, making a crisp sound.

Snap!

"Say, I was wrong." Ye Wuyou spoke again, coldly.

"You are wrong." Luo Qinghan sniffed.

Ye Wuyou looked at the bright night sky outside the cliff, and finally took a deep breath.

Bang bang bang.

The crisp sound kept ringing, clean and crisp.

"Say or not."

Luo Qinghan gritted his teeth.

She originally wanted to say it, but was just hesitating.

But now, but now.

My heart was filled with humiliation and anger, and it was impossible to say these words.

Ye Wuyou no longer talked nonsense with Luo Qinghan, his palms fell like rain, and crisp sounds continued to sound.

Even with [Unlimited] protection, the transmission of power still exists, not to mention that Luo Qinghan is completely flesh and blood at this moment, without a trace of energy in his body.

Ye Wuyou naturally couldn't use Qi, but despite this, he was still much stronger than ordinary human beings.

Even though the girl's body could not move, she was still trembling slightly at the moment. As time passed, the trembling became more violent.

At this time, Luo Qinghan was thin and thin, with neither convex front nor back, small and cold, and ridiculous.

She is an ordinary little girl with an unattractive appearance and withered and yellow hair.

There is a complete contrast with the real Luo Qinghan.

A slap comes down, but there is not much force to cushion it.

Ye Wuyou lowered his eyes and glanced at Luo Qinghan's expression.

The little head with messy hair was lowered at the moment, and his face was trembling slightly. His eyes were closed tightly, but his mouth was open. The sharp tiger teeth were biting his legs tightly, and his two little hands were also tightly locked. He grabbed his own thigh, as if he wanted to pinch it into his own flesh.

Ye Wuyou didn't care at all.

This is just an appearance created by illusion, and now I am a [Ghost].

Let her bite it.

But Ye Wuyou was a little surprised that he could still bear it now.

The mouth is really tough.

After all, even if she is mentally mature, she is still just a little girl in this body.

Come to think of it, it should be almost reaching its limit?

Sure enough, a few slaps were slapped again, and not long after, a low whimpering sound came from between the legs.

Take another look.

Ye Wuyou nodded with satisfaction.

Sure enough, he cried, and even the robe between his legs was stained with tears.

Ye Wuyou stopped his hand and said calmly.

"Why bother? As long as you admit your mistake and apologize, you don't have to suffer like this."

"Woo...Ye Wuyou, wuwu, I won't let you go, wu..."

As soon as he spoke, Luo Qinghan's tears flowed out uncontrollably.

She didn't want to cry.

Her will is strong enough.

But this is not determined by her will.

This body was too weak, and her tears were completely out of her control.

Children will cry when they are beaten, and those who cannot cry will have been eliminated long ago.

If you don’t cry, it must be that the beating was not hard enough.

Seeing Luo Qinghan like this, Ye Wuyou was silent for a moment, then raised his hand again, slaps flying.

Luo Qinghan's body kept shaking. At this moment, even his toes were straightening uncontrollably and his toes were tightly bent.

"Ye Wuyou, I, wuwuwu, I won't let you go wuwu..."

"You beat me, woo woo, you beat me to death, woo woo, or I will beat you to death when I go back..."

"Ye Wuyou, wuwuwu, you bastard..."

Ye Wuyou's words came calmly.

"Crying and saying harsh things doesn't seem to be credible."

"Oh, if you have the guts to go back, I, I will definitely..."

The words stopped abruptly.

Luo Qinghan's eyes suddenly widened at this moment, he raised his head slightly, and his body suddenly straightened, but then twitched and bent uncontrollably.

The expression on his face also changed from an angry cry to a twisted smile.

"Woo, hahaha, Ye Wuyou, don't move..."

"Hahaha, Ye Wuyou, I really want to beat you to death, hahahaha..."

"Ye Wu, hahaha, hahahaha, how good or bad are you..."

At this time, Luo Qinghan was not fully developed yet, and his feet were so small that Ye Wuyou could hold them with one hand.

And because of the existence of [No Lower Limit], which isolates the body from direct contact with external objects, the girl's toes are free of a speck of dust, clean and flawless, and extremely white and tender.

At this moment, Ye Wuyou held Luo Qinghan's toes with one hand, and gently rubbed the jade feet from top to bottom with his fingertips, drawing circles from time to time.

For some reason, this action soothed him.

The soothing mood allows him to think well.

And Luo Qinghan was also very happy.

"Hahahaha, Ye Wuyou, your uncle, hahahahaha..."

"Ye Wuyou, you, hahahaha, you pervert..."

The laughter like silver bells is endless.

After a while, Ye Wuyou lowered his eyes slightly, looked at Luo Qinghan who couldn't stop smiling, and said softly.

"Are you still not admitting your mistake?"

"Ha, ha, hehe, Ye Wuyou, do you think you can convince me like this? Hahaha, when I go back, I will remember today's humiliation firmly in my mind, and I will definitely repay it tenfold..."

very good.

Ye Wuyou used a ghost hand to tie up Luo Qinghan's legs, and rubbed his jade feet carefully with one of his own hands.

The other hand was raised high and kept patting behind Luo Qinghan.

Double stimulation.

The pain and biting itch constantly stimulated Luo Qinghan's soul and washed over her mind.

Her body sometimes trembled and sometimes twitched.

Laughter and tears flowed out uncontrollably.

"Ooooh, don't, don't, hahahaha, don't fight..."

"Hahaha, don't, please... Haha."

"Wuwuwu, I, I was wrong..."

The words sounded softly, but Ye Wuyou did not stop moving.

He just asked the same question as Luo Qinghan did before.

"What's wrong?"

Luo Qinghan's eyes trembled.

After a moment, a trembling voice came.

"Wuwu, I shouldn't disbelieve you, hahaha, don't, don't hit."

"Anything else?"

"Before, wuwu, I shouldn't have made fun of you..."

"What else?"

"And, and, hahaha, stop, stop, stop quickly..."

Luo Qinghan seemed to be crying and laughing, his voice was trembling, but his voice revealed a kind of despair.

Ye Wuyou seemed to realize something, and the hand he was about to clap paused slightly, and then let Luo Qinghan down from him.

There are several empty wine bottles around the cliff.

This was what the two of them drank before.

There was a puddle of water on the ground, and even Ye Wuyou's robe at the moment had strange wet marks.

Luo Qinghan almost collapsed on the spot.

Ye Wuyou was silent.

For the first time in such a long time since he entered the Sixth Realm, he felt an emotion called embarrassment.

"Forget it, go back."

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ps: I may take a day off tomorrow. The plot needs to be sorted out later and my imagination needs to be relaxed. Otherwise, the logic will be confusing, so I won’t publish another single chapter.

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