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Chapter 128

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Although he was annoyed by the boring people in other modern worlds that randomly added a lot of settings for him, this kind of thing was not something that Eight-cloud Ink could solve right now.

Just like what Yukari said, the best way was to improve his strength as soon as possible to be immune to this kind of setting interference.

"Mhmm, as expected, being a masochist is not my nature."

Eight-cloud Ink was very satisfied with this.

He was such an excellent person. No, how could an excellent monster have such a strange hobby? That kind of hobby could be thrown to a masochist.

No matter how he looked at it, this masochist incident was caused by him, Yakumo, using the "Realm of Pain and Pleasure".

However, there was one thing that Yukari did not tell Eight-cloud Ink.

That was, even if he passively became a masochist, he would get used to it after a long time …

Of course, compared to being a masochist, Eight-cloud Ink had a huge crisis to overcome right now.

According to Yukari, Mother Flower was interested in him.

Although he didn't know what kind of interest it was, Eight-cloud Ink felt that it was not a good thing.

If things went wrong, she might be permanently trained into a masochist by Mother Hua, that sadist.

Almost immediately, Eight-cloud Ink had the idea of "Should I immediately go to another world to hide".

But this idea was quickly rejected by him.

Mother Flower came to find him, but he still hid from her. God knows what would happen when he returned to the Fantasy Village.

Mhmm, the sunflower field was a good place to become fertilizer.

Sitting in the courtyard of the House of the Lost, Eight-cloud Ink looked at the drop of blood from Mother Flower in his hand. He seemed to see Mother Flower looking at him with a smile.

It was not a smile that was like a spring breeze, but a smile that seemed to be targeted by a wild beast.

"I'm a tragedy …"

With a sigh, Eight-cloud Ink's shoulders collapsed.

"What's wrong? Your aura is so low. "

Ashina walked to Eight-cloud Ink and looked at him in confusion.

Ashina had already changed into a Daoist robe with the style of Yakumo's family. However, the lower part of the Daoist robe was a short skirt with streamers.

Her exposed beautiful long legs were wrapped in silk stockings embroidered with the Eight Trigrams pattern, and the absolute domain that was revealed was eye-catching.

Being able to dress like this meant that Ashina had truly been acknowledged by Purple.

Because this robe was similar to the black robe that Eight-cloud Ink was wearing, it was also made by Lan Zhi.

By the way, after becoming the dark Elven King, although he could not fully control the power of darkness, he could still use Eight-cloud Ink to a certain extent to stop the time on Ashina's body.

In other words, Ashina's body would remain in this state forever. She would not age or die.

Moreover, the elf contract between Eight-cloud Ink and Ashina was not canceled. It was only changed from the original water attribute contract to the dark attribute contract.

If the people from the elemental elf world knew about the contract with the Elven King's elf envoy, what would their expressions be like?

"It's nothing, it's just that I'm about to become fertilizer …"

"Fertilizer?"

Ashina, who was kneeling beside Eight-cloud Ink, tilted her head. Although she had been married for many years, the confusion on her face that was still as cute as a young girl's became deeper.

Eight-cloud Ink's face became unnaturally red as he began to emit demon power from his palm, wrapping around the drop of blood and slowly merging it into his body.

"This drop of blood came from a certain Flower Demon. Although it's a Flower Demon, it's a very powerful existence. It can be said that it's the embodiment of nature."

"Because Elder Sister asked for a drop of blood to neutralize the power of darkness for me, that Flower Demon might come after a while."

"Then shouldn't we go and thank her properly?"

Ashina still did not understand the seriousness of the matter.

"Since Elder Sister went to look for it, that Flower Demon must be a very powerful existence."

"Yes, we should thank her properly, Elder Sister too."

The blood began to exert its power in Eight-cloud Ink's body. The enormous power of nature flowed in Eight-cloud Ink's body, causing countless flowers to grow in the courtyard of the House of the Lost for a while.

Ashina looked at the scene in front of her in surprise.

"It's just that the Flower Demon's personality is very sadistic. More importantly … I can't defeat her, and I might not be able to defeat her for a long time."

The 'very long period of time' that the monster spoke of was truly a very … very long period of time …

Ashina's expression suddenly became strange.

As his wife, how could she not know about Eight-cloud Ink's strange behavior recently?

He had a tendency to become a sadist in front of others, but in front of Yukari and the Lolita ghost who often came over some time ago, he would strangely become a masochist …

And as his pillow, after Eight-cloud Ink learned that humans from other worlds added a lot of secondary settings to him to cause this phenomenon, Ashina also learned about it that night.

At first, Ashina was worried that she would also become strange because of the added settings, but later she knew that she worried too much.

Eight-cloud Ink's body was born in Fantasy Village, and his soul came from the outside world. This situation was seen as a loophole in the enchantment of Fantasy Village, just like a bug in the computer system. Therefore, various thoughts from other worlds that targeted him were not blocked by the enchantment.

Although Ashina came from another world, her body and soul came from the same world. To the enchantment of Fantasy Village, she was no different from those people or Flower Demons who moved into Fantasy Village from the outside world. Therefore, the enchantment could perfectly protect her from being affected by the thoughts of the outside world.

Suppressing the strange emotion in her heart, Ashina smiled and shook her head as she left.

Every day at this time, she would go to the White Jade Restaurant.

After dealing with the Spring Snow's mutation, Ashina and Demondream became good friends at the banquet after the incident.

Ashina, who was also a sword user, was naturally very happy when she saw Demondream, a master swordsman. Therefore, she often went to the White Jade Restaurant to learn swordsmanship from Demondream.

Eight-cloud Ink and Yukari were naturally happy to see this phenomenon.

To Eight-cloud Ink and Yukari, it was naturally best that Ashina, who was already a member of the Yakumo family, could become stronger.

At first, You Youzi was very dissatisfied with Demondream's teaching of Ashina, which caused her to have less time to cook for him. Later on, when Ashina showed off her culinary skills that surpassed Demondream's, You Youzi looked forward to Ashina's visit every day.

You Youzi even suggested hiring Ashina to be the exclusive chef of the White Jade Restaurant.

Of course, this was sternly rejected by Eight-cloud Ink.

What a joke. His wife was going to learn swordsmanship from Demondream, so it was reasonable to use cooking as a reward. But how could she become someone else's exclusive chef?

But then again, using cooking in exchange for Demondream's swordsmanship lessons was a great deal for the Yakumo family.

Of course, from You Youzi's point of view, she was the one who had profited greatly.

After Ashina left, Eight-cloud Ink's absorption of the fragrant blood had reached a critical point.

It was just a drop of blood, but Eight-cloud Ink felt as if it was about to explode.

"Wu …"

Finally, when the sun was about to set, Eight-cloud Ink had finally completely absorbed the power of the drop of blood.

When he opened his eyes, his originally ink-like eyes were actually tinged with an almost undetectable red.

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