"Then?" Yan Feiying said matter-of-factly. "Then I suppressed her in the latrine pit."
What?
Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, Su Yu jumped up immediately.
Suppressed in the latrine pit?
Yan Feiying said matter-of-factly, "What are you surprised about? Isn't that what you said? Anyone who violated me was thrown into the latrine pit to be suppressed. "
This …
The corners of Su Yu's mouth twitched. Only now did he recall that after Linghu Jie had attempted to violate Yan Feiying, Linghu Yang had sworn to suppress all those who had plotted against Yan Feiying in the latrine pit to reflect.
"Linghu Yang, Linghu Yang, you never dreamed that the first person to be suppressed in the latrine pit would be you, right?" Su Yu was speechless.
Yan Feiying said suspiciously, "But it's really strange. How did that person know my name?"
Su Yu hurriedly interrupted her conjecture. "Ahem, don't think about it now. Let him out. I want to interrogate him."
"Interrogate him for what? Wouldn't it be better to just suppress him to death? "Yan Feiying asked, puzzled.
Those stinky hooligans who tried to violate her deserved to be suppressed in the latrine pit for the rest of their lives.
"What if he has an accomplice?" Su Yu asked in reply.
Yan Feiying thought about it seriously for a moment, then said, "You're right. Wait a moment."
Before long, Yan Feiying threw a stinky man in a black robe on the ground. "It's him."
Su Yu pinched his nose and said, "Ying 'er, go get the torture tools. I'll interrogate him alone for a while."
"Yes, husband!" Yan Feiying did not suspect anything and left obediently.
Only Su Yu and Linghu Yang were left in the room.
"How does it feel to be suppressed in the latrine pit by your own wife?" Su Yu asked calmly.
Linghu Yang raised his head, his body stinking. He said, "Why don't you have a taste?"
He said angrily, "Have you used your body enough? Give it back to me! "
Su Yu could not have asked for more. With a wave of his hand, a Space Area swept across Linghu Yang's body, sweeping away all the filth and stench on his body, leaving nothing behind.
Only such a body could he dare to take it back.
"Cut the crap. Let's begin. I've had enough of your body that's neither a man nor a woman!" Linghu Yang stood up and stepped forward, placing his palm on Su Yu's shoulder.
Just as he was about to use the Soul Exchange, Yan Feiying came back with many instruments of torture and said, "Husband, why did you let him get up? You even washed him clean! "
Su Yu said in a deadpan manner, "Ying 'er, this person was caught by you and hit his head. He's a bit delirious, and he mistook himself for me. That's why he unknowingly offended you."
Yan Feiying looked doubtful. "Isn't this excuse too far-fetched?"
No matter how she looked at it, she couldn't tell that this fellow of unknown origin was delirious at that time.
"I've already examined his soul's memory, and it's indeed true. Hmm, I've even cured him in passing." As Su Yu spoke, he shot a meaningful glance at Linghu Yang.
The latter cupped his fists and said, "My apologies, I was the one who offended you, but I didn't mean to offend you. I don't think a normal person would have the guts to be rude to the Young Madam of the Soul Saint Tribe."
Yan Feiying was skeptical. She felt that something was amiss, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.
"Forget it, let him leave as soon as possible. I don't want to see him again," Yan Feiying said, displeased.
Su Yu nodded. "Alright, drive him away right away."
Linghu Yang, who was beside them, was already impatient. He shot a threatening glance at Su Yu, as if to say, "Why are you so dramatic?"
He closed his eyes and activated the Soul Exchange, preparing to quietly exchange their Soul Strengths.
However, Su Yu suddenly paused, then said, "By the way, Ying 'er, I have to confess something to you. In fact, I really sold your undergarment to Wang San Mazi under the bridge."
Of course, this was a lie. His purpose was to deceive Yan Feiying.
What?
Yan Feiying's face was flushed, and she was so angry that she stepped forward and slapped him.
Su Yu laughed inwardly. He used the Soul Exchange, instantly exchanging souls with Linghu Yang, and returned to his own body.
Slap!
Linghu Yang had just returned to his own body when he was slapped.
He hadn't even enjoyed his wife's tenderness when he was slapped.
"Ying 'er, I didn't say that!" Linghu Yang covered his red and swollen cheek, feeling wronged.
Huang Ying 'er said angrily, "If it wasn't you, was it him?"
She wasn't deaf.
Linghu Yang stammered, not daring to reveal the absurd matter of the Soul Exchange. He could only grit his teeth and glare at Su Yu.
Su Yu returned the smile and mouthed, "An eye for an eye."
Back then, he had wanted to use Su Yu as a shield to receive a slap from Yan Feiying.
Now, he had returned the favor.
Su Yu smiled and cupped his hands. "Sirs, I won't disturb you any longer. I'll take my leave now."
Everything was going smoothly, and he could leave safely.
However, right at that moment, a group of people came in from outside. They were Linghu Jie, Linghu Yun, and the other juniors.
They had all come to congratulate him.
"Big brother, we've come to congratulate you!" They had brought delicious meat and top-notch spiritual fruits.
Even Linghu Jie had prepared a bottle of fine wine from his collection.
Seeing how enthusiastic they were, people who didn't know better would think that they had a harmonious relationship.
Linghu Yang scowled and snorted. "What do you want them to congratulate me for? Get rid of them! "
Yan Feiying hid her anger and resumed her virtuous demeanor. She tidied his clothes and said, "You can't do that! As the big brother of this generation, you should have the bearing of a big brother. "
"If you want to retaliate against them, you should wait for another time, not now."
They had come to congratulate him openly. If Linghu Yang took action, he would seem too petty.
In the end, Yan Feiying understood the ways of the world better.
"But what are they celebrating for? It's so strange." Linghu Yang's brows were still furrowed.
Huh?
Yan Feiying looked at Linghu Yang suspiciously. She said, "Since just now, I feel like you've changed into another person."
In the past three days, Linghu Yang had given her a feeling of qualitative change.
Whether it was his temperament or his behavior, he was like a different person.
But today, he had suddenly changed back.
"Oh, I just feel that there's nothing to celebrate. That's nothing," Linghu Yang said ambiguously.
Yan Feiying's suspicions didn't dissipate. Instead, they deepened. She said, "My husband, you caught eight fish in a row. No one has ever comprehended most of the ancestral techniques in one go. Isn't that nothing?"
She didn't remember her husband being so modest.
"What? I comprehended …" Linghu Yang was shocked.
Just as he was about to give himself away, Su Yu placed his hand on his shoulder and immediately swapped souls. He quickly regained control of Linghu Yang's body and said, "That's nothing. It's just ancestral techniques. It won't be too late to celebrate after I've digested them."
Yan Feiying's suspicions lessened a little. She said, "You never speak properly. You're so muddle-headed. I really don't understand how you got eight ancestral technique fragments."
Linghu Yang, who was behind her, was shocked beyond belief.
Putting aside the fact that Su Yu was proficient in soul swapping, what was up with the ancestral technique of eight souls?
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