Unparalleled Crazy Young System

Chapter 1718 Nightingale's Nightmare

The half-blood thing came to an end, and the sky gradually darkened.

Ye Hao, as usual, went to see the "harvest" situation of the plantation first, and then went to the underground magic circle center to check the operation of the magic circle center.

Then I put the things I collected from the Qinling Mausoleum in the storage room, and then someone can use it for cultivation.

Then I checked whether the reserves were enough.

Such as healing charms, talent potions, blood stones, holy water and so on.

The increase of half-bloods this time means that the consumption of bloodstones will also increase. Ye Hao has increased the bloodstone reserves, at least it can be guaranteed that if Ye Hao will not matchless cities for three months.

Laura's bloodstone consumption can last for three months.

For this reason, Ye Hao also consumed a lot of skill points, but fortunately he has the exquisite emerald flower that he just harvested.

[Current skill points: 10547]

The skill points are still barely around 10,000.

Late at night, Ye Hao returned to the Shuangmei Courtyard in the inner courtyard and stepped into Song Ying's room.

In the room, Song Ying was covering Song Xiaoyue, who was unconscious, with a washbasin beside her.

Song Ying has always been responsible for things like wiping the body.

"Is Wushuang City finished?" Song Ying sorted her things and looked at Ye Hao.

Ye Hao leaned behind Song Ying and hugged Song Ying's waist: "Well, you're thinner."

Song Ying gave Ye Hao a roll of eyes, got rid of Ye Hao's arms, and arranged her things.

She looked at Ye Hao: "Are you... are you going to Europe to do that dangerous thing."

Ye Hao looked at the worry in Song Ying's eyes. He stroked Song Ying's thin cheeks and looked at Song Xiaoyue who had been lying in bed for more than half a year.

"Yeah. After dealing with Ten Thousand Demon City and Qin Ling's affairs, Xiaoyue's affairs should be moved to the schedule."

"You...you..." Song Ying hesitated, very tangled in her heart.

She was worried about Ye Hao's safety, but she also hoped that Xiaoyue could wake up.

One is the psychology of being a lover, and the other is the psychology of being a sister.

Ye Hao gently kissed Song Ying on the forehead: "Don't worry, I will come back well. This time Qin Ling I have gained a lot, and my strength has reached eight levels of innate strength.

This time going to Europe, there will be no big problem, as long as you find enough dragon soul grass, you can try to wake up Xiaoyue after returning.

If this girl slept long enough. "

"Yeah. But you still have to pay attention to safety." Song Ying looked at Ye Hao.

"I promise." Ye Hao held up his fingers, swearing.

"No one is right." Song Ying cast Ye Hao's eyes, she picked up Song Xiaoyue's changed clothes and walked outside the house.

Ye Hao followed out: "It's getting late, so you should rest earlier. I went to the side room to sleep."

With that said, Ye Hao called Hache to leave.

"Wait..." Song Ying stopped him suddenly.

"What else is there?" Ye Hao looked at Song Ying suspiciously.

Song Ying's cheeks are reddish, very beautiful under the shining sky.

"The side room where you slept before has been arranged for Miss Nightingale."

Ye Hao suddenly said, "Well, that's okay. I'm going to find other rooms. Anyway, there are so many rooms here, so there is no place for me to sleep."

"It's getting late now. Even if you have a house, you need to clean up and prepare the bedding again. How about... why don't you come to my house tonight." After Song Ying said this, she dropped her head and ran away: "I will Go... go put your clothes."

Ye Hao looked at Song Ying's back, his little heart beating.

Oh, how could Ye Hao, a man, fail to understand such an obvious invitation.

In an instant, Ye Hao, who had not eaten meat for more than a month, had a green light in his eyes, and he almost didn't howl at Yue.

...

Three o'clock in the morning.

Under Ye Hao's torment, Song Ying fell asleep deeply.

Ye Hao looked at Song Ying's sleeping face and delicate red skin, and he felt a happy feeling in his heart.

If there weren't those things, if Xiaoyue was fine now, and if they found their parents, they would live a good life in Wushuang City. What a great day like this.

Just when Ye Hao was about to fall asleep with his arms around the beauty, his ears moved slightly.

He got out of bed lightly, put a quilt on Song Ying, put on a coat and walked out.

Walking outside the house, Ye Hao raised his head and saw that on the opposite roof, under the moonlight, a beautiful figure was sitting there with a hip flask in his hand.

Ye Hao sighed, his figure moved and he appeared on the roof.

"Why are you still drinking here alone in the middle of the night?" Ye Hao looked at the Nightingale in front of him.

Nightingale's reddish cheeks indicated that she was a little drunk, and there were a lot of empty wine bottles scattered on the roof. It seemed that she had drunk a lot tonight.

Nightingale looked at Ye Hao and joked: "You busy man, why? You have time to accompany my old friend, so you won't continue your Spring Supper?"

Ye Hao stared at Nightingale: "Listen to the root of the wall!"

Nightingale took a sip and shook her head: "I didn't listen to it intentionally. It's because you are too moving. But most ordinary people can't listen, but you should also consider that we are not ordinary people.

And there are children living in this yard. "

Ye Hao didn't delve into this issue anymore, he looked at Nightingale: "How is it?"

"How? Do you mean the mouse? She is doing very well in Wushuang City now, and her strength has greatly improved. Tonight, she has to sleep with me. She kept saying that she was in Friends made in Wushuang City, and things encountered.

I can see that she really likes life here, thank you. "Nightingale said drunkenly, shaking her head.

Ye Hao frowned and grabbed Nightingale’s hip flask: "I’m not asking about mice, it’s you! The mice have seen your strangeness during the day. Nightingale, something happened, yes We have to solve the things that cannot be changed, and we have to deal with them, but we can't use alcohol to relieve our sorrows like this!"

Nightingale lost her hip flask, and she stayed there like a clockwork robot.

Ye Hao sighed, he put down the flask, he knew that Nightingale was really drunk.

Although a cultivator can resist drunkenness, when one falls voluntarily, alcohol can still numb the other party.

Ye Hao squatted down and sat next to Nightingale, looking at her swollen eyes and the number of red finger prints on her arm.

"Why do you have to make yourself so embarrassed? We all know who hurt your Qiye now. Then as long as we find that guy, I can help you get revenge."

"No! I want to avenge myself, I want to kill that **** myself." Nightingale gritted her teeth, her eyes flushed.

"You know. That devil, that **** devil. He smashed the heads of Xiaoqi and Xiaoliu with his hands in front of me. Xiaoqi... Xiaoqi is only eighteen years old! She is very talented, she is a man. Very obedient child.

At that time, Xiao Liu's body was in front of me. I looked like that, I was angry, but I didn't have the power to stop it.

Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu, she likes to chase dramas, she likes to watch movies, she told me what is Huazi, what is Marvel, and finally she... She was pierced by the demon with dozens of irons, and it hurts. . "

Nightingale was holding her body, her body trembling, and her eyes were full of fear.

"Stop talking, don't think about it anymore." Ye Hao hugged Nightingale, trying to calm her emotions. Now that he gets closer to the demon, the dark side of Nightingale's heart has been enlarged.

"Little Si, she already has a lover. She originally planned to finish the mission this time, so she went back to ask for a leave to marry her lover. She still had an engagement ring on her finger, but... the devil cut off Xiao Si's limbs. ...Blood...Blood everywhere.

Mi..."

Nightingale fell into the memories of that day again, and she kept talking about the death of her companion, completely losing her usual peace.

Ye Hao looked at Nightingale distressedly, and hugged her tightly.

"I will kill that demon, surely. I swear."