Chapter 188 -- Nami?

Chapter 88 - Nami?

There is a kind of love called love without desire, and there is a kind of love called desire without love.

That's how Wu Meng feels now. When he lacks control of his body, he can still fully feel the surging desire from his body like the flooded Yellow River water that is about to break through the embankment, he can indeed resist this emotional and entangled physiological feeling with a clear consciousness.

Therefore, Wu Meng can still keep the Yang Pass and prevent Yuanyang from leaking. And if it were others, not to mention the clear will, I'm afraid it has already been washed away by the tide of pleasure. Where else can we think about the next thing?

However, it is not a way to passively endure like this, is it? Although it lacks a comparison between fate and demons and has absolute self-control ability, if it goes on like this, the thousand-year-old female ghost will not be exhausted.

Once the female ghost found that she could not absorb Wu Meng's Yuanyang and wanted to kill Wu Meng to vent her anger, it would be more aggrieved to die than to die of bliss...

However, Wu Meng did not mean to be anxious at all. The female ghost still played with his lower body without stopping, but she could no longer stimulate Wu Meng's body. The female ghost's face was full of lust and gradually retreated. She was no longer as crazy as before. It was not until she found this that Wu Meng suddenly sighed and looked at the female ghost deeply.

Even, he suddenly lowered his head and said softly to the female ghost under him, "Leave quickly. The people in the hell are coming. If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave..."

"Leave? Joke! You can't stand it anymore. I know you don't have to lie to me! You can't do it anymore! Haha..." Sure enough, Wu Meng's guess is still correct. This female ghost has recovered most of her thinking ability, instead of the chaotic heart filled with endless negative emotions like when she read her heart just now...

"Oh, you don't need to deceive yourself anymore! Hurry up and go! I know that you have suffered great grievances here, but if you really die here, you will never see them again!"

Wu Meng's voice was faint, but it was so slight that she didn't seem to have any power, but the female ghost who kept busy in his lower body suddenly seemed to be struck by lightning and had no more movement. The female ghost's face directly became ugly. She looked at Wu Meng with a gloomy face.

And Wu Meng was still the same, even looking straight at her eyes. In Wu Meng's eyes, there was no ridicule or anything else, only a serious expression, and even the female ghost could feel Wu Meng's seriousness. Her voice began to dry and finally spit out a few words:

"Do you know who I am?"

"Well, if I was only 70% sure before, now, I can almost make the best conclusion." Wu Meng looked at the female ghost stunned by her words again, closed her eyes and took a deep breath...

"Is that so...Nami!!!"

Nami!

Nami!

It's actually Nami!

After Wu Meng's words were spit out, the thousand-year-old female ghost... Well, since it is Nami, it is naturally impossible to be a thousand-year-old female ghost. Nami's body trembled, and then stepped back a few steps and looked at Wu Meng.

It's just that the beautiful face on her face began to change slowly. When the originally beautiful face changed back to her original face, Nami not only did not fade, but became more and more beautiful. However, her face is pale and very ugly.

"How do you know... I obviously changed my appearance..." Nami's red lips opened gently, but in this way, she has undoubtedly admitted her identity. It turns out that the female ghost who has always been regarded as a thousand-year-old ghost will actually be Nami of the Pirates!

Moreover, Wu Meng did not even have much strangeness about Nami, because even in the gambling world, Shang Yin finally killed Nami directly, and Wu Meng herself also died under the ten ambushembush props of the Pirates.

"I've been strange from the beginning. According to what the horn horseshoe told me, although there will be those fierce ghosts in this layer, they will not take the initiative to provoke trouble, because there are enough magic in this place that there is no need to kill other sinners and ghosts. Otherwise, if you do too much, it will attract the attention of hell."

Wu Meng's face was pale, and Nami did not do anything else. She just looked at the horned horseshoe over there. And the horns and horses' hoofs were frightened. Well, does his master still know this thousand-year-old ghost? But when did we tell him about these things? We are just thinking about it.

"And only with these, I can only conclude that you have a special interest in me, but what really makes me conjecture is another thing."

"What's the matter?" Nami has no other desires. She just wants to know where she has revealed her flaws.

"Your figure! Although you have changed your face, you have not changed your figure, and after seeing you for the first time, I can naturally clearly recognize you..."

"Is it that simple?" The answer that Wu Meng gave to Nami alone obviously made Nami not very satisfied, but it was obviously impossible for Wu Meng to tell the truth.

Just now, when the fate demon couldn't stand the two as one, fate sighed to the lack:

"This female ghost's figure is so fucking good. It's almost comparable to our Liu Shishi and the Nami of the Pirates! By the way, this female ghost actually knows the game world outside. Damn, now this female ghost is also advancing with the times..."

Such an unintentional statement is just a complaint in the heart that was originally regarded as a smart fate, but without this, such an unexpected secret is inferred. Of course, there is no need to tell Nami about these things.

Do you want Wu Meng to tell Nami, well, did I see your heart through mind reading?

The two were silent for a while, and then finally Nami couldn't stand it and said again, "Well, you also came in, that is to say, the final result, we will win..."

"You want to ask about the situation of the Pirates after your death..." Wu Meng gently considered her words. Although Nami only died a few days earlier than him, I don't know why she has reached the level of a thousand-year-old ghost after living in this hell, so Wu Meng can't Stimulate her...

"You didn't win, but you didn't lose. There are no other dead except you and me..." Wu Meng has considered whether to deceive Nami directly. Anyway, she can't know about the game world, but Wu Meng is still telling the truth--

At this moment, behind Wu Meng, there are already two people who dare to come. It is also a pair of bull-headed horse faces. Regardless of their appearance, they are the same as the horned horseshoe lying on the ground. The only difference is that the two bull-headed horse faces shining with a black and purple fog all over their bodies...

And they looked at Nami, and there was no trace of fear except anger...

The family of horns and horses finally arrived!

"Well... Solon..." Nami stopped talking, and she also found the bull-headed horse face that looked at her with bad eyes. The two new bull-headed horse faces just raised their hands gently, and the horns and horses' hoofs were gently held aside.

"Young master, this is the ancestor of our family, the real bull and horse face!" The horn horseshoe maintains tenacious perseverance, and it is still hard to rely on! We finally understood why the family came so slowly... Well, no, it's fast! The two ancestors came directly from hell on the sixteenth floor!"

Is this the real bull's head and horse's face? Wu Meng carefully looked at the bull's head and horse's face and found that they were almost exactly the same as the horns and horses' hoofs. Of course, except for the continuous black and purple fog around...

"Is this little brother Sun Dasheng's younger brother? He is really handsome!" After the bull-headed horse came to Wu Meng's side, he never paid attention to Nami standing in front of him, but showed a smiling face and said to Wu Meng, "We also had a relationship with Sun Dasheng at the beginning. I don't know where Dasheng has been playing recently?"

"My big brother? I don't know either. Anyway, he asked me to come here first, saying that he would come to me when the things in his hands were finished. Fortunately, I have horns and horseshoes with me, otherwise I don't know how long it will take for me to come here..." Wu Meng pretended to think doubtfully, and then gave this real bull-headed horse a serious answer.

In particular, Wu Meng also deliberately mentioned a sentence for the bull's horn horseshoe, which can add an impression to the bull's head and horse's face, indicating that if Wu Meng has benefits, you will not pull it down.

"Thank you, young master. That's what they should have done. If I had known that you were here, we should have come to greet you in person. Otherwise, how could this kid disturb you!"

Only then did the bull-headed horse face look at Nami, a female ghost with a thousand-year-old Taoism. For the horn horseshoe, it may be a huge thing worth fearing. For the bull-headed horse face that has existed since the hell, this kind of little monster is just a small thing that can be killed by blowing a breath.

"Well, young master, please take a look first and let our two old men come to see if there is no useless waste that can protect you and our family. Who is so bold that he dares to disturb you..."

When the words fell, the black and purple fog on the bull's head and horse's face became thicker, directly wrapping up the surroundings, and their eyes were even more gloomy. If Wu Meng really died here, the monkey's anger would be enough to poke a hole in hell!

Fortunately, Wu Meng is fine! When they heard the horns and horses' hoofs say that there was a thousand-year-old ghost here, they were almost scared to death.

So, they really hate Nami, who dares to attack the horned horseshoe and us. Even if the horned horseshoe dies here, the bull's head and horse's face will not feel much heartache, because their descendants have been so many that they will not feel the boneless feeling.