Chapter 125: Wishful Thinking
Where did the guards dare to waste time, they answered, and flew down the mountain.
They had to return to their homes as quickly as possible to relay the news to the head of the house.
"Aren't the people of the Cloud Mountains arrogant and arrogant?
"I thought it was from a big force, it turned out to be just a group of scum, Mr. Yang Mo shot alone, and he crushed all of them. ”
The guests were talking a lot and the mood was even more cheerful.
"Yang Mo, I did everything you did, are you satisfied this time?" Ding Yin looked at Yang Mo pitifully.
As powerful as Yang Mo, his mind was also slightly in a trance, and for a moment he couldn't help but want to pounce and take Ding Yin for himself.
"Count you smart, but aren't you worried about the life and death of the two old men?" Yang Mo asked rhetorically.
"If you're dead, you're dead, can you still be alive on such a high mountain? Now that you already know the result, why should I waste my mind anymore?" Ding Yin said indifferently: "Yang Mo, didn't you just want to take me for yourself when you imprisoned me? Now your goal has been achieved." ”
Her expression was indifferent and disdainful. But even so, in the eyes of men, it is enough to seduce.
"It seems that the Cloud Peak Mountain Range has no choice but to choose a saint like you. ”
Yang Mo said lightly.
Ding Yin snorted disdainfully, pretending to be a gesture, Miss Ben's appearance is one in a million, and no one in the whole world can compare.
You must be eager to occupy me now, as long as you have the desire, Miss Ben will have a chance to turn the tables.
Yang Mo no longer paid attention to her, asked Xuan Ze and the others to clean up the battlefield, and went down the mountain by himself.
The people of the mysterious organization did not stop at all, and returned the way they came, as if they had never appeared.
At the foot of the mountain, everyone congratulated and greeted each other, and they all left one after another. This trip, everyone was very satisfied, and they also strengthened their belief in cooperating with Baixing Group.
Follow Yang Mo, there is meat to eat, soup to drink... This sentence also spread throughout the business community of Chuzhou within a day, and Yang Mo became the veritable uncrowned king of Chuzhou.
When Bai Qianqian, who was thousands of miles away, got the news, she was stunned for a long time. She worked hard to sign a multi-billion contract, and in a blink of an eye, Yang Mo actually took care of the entire Chuzhou.
This comparison made Bai Qianqian suffer a big blow and her self-confidence was seriously frustrated.
It took a day for the people of the Cloud Peak Mountains to return to the family and pass back the death of Ding Yin who had been captured and the two protectors of the Pharaoh.
"The deception is too great, and even a fugitive dares not to take our Yunshan Mountain in his eyes. ”
In the conference room of the Cloud Peak Mountain Range, several big people were all there, and after hearing the news, they were all filled with righteous indignation.
There is no Holy Son in the Cloud Peak Mountain Range, only three Holy Maidens, and the Holy Maiden is the signboard and the face.
"Yang Mo is now a ninth rank, so he naturally has the capital to be afraid of us. The head of the family, Ding Feng, said lightly.
"So what? Our Cloud Peak Mountain Range does not lack nine vein powerhouses, just kill them directly. An old man said angrily.
"Third Uncle, do you think that if I take action personally, I will be able to defeat Yang Mo? Or do you want to invite Brother Hong out of the customs, or do you invite the ancestor to go out of the customs?" Ding Feng asked rhetorically.
The old man was stunned for a moment, and then slammed the table unwillingly.
They are very strong, but there is only one ancestor, two ninth-rank masters.
The nine-dan master is one-on-one, and it is difficult to kill the other party. It is even more impossible to invite the ancestor to go out of the customs, not to mention that the ancestor has not made a move for more than ten years, and the ancestor can't afford to kill the general of the border pass alone.
This is not a dispute among the juniors, once the ancestor makes a move, the top of the empire will not stand idly by, this is breaking the rules.
And the empire's attitude towards Yang Mo is very ambiguous, turning a blind eye to one destruction after another.
"Are we going to let him bully Yin'er for nothing?" said an old woman in a deep voice.
She is Ding Yin's grandmother, who is over the age of old, and she is also a high-level powerhouse.
"Isn't Lord Longwu going back to China? Besides, Ding Yin is learning the art of charming, maybe she has her own way. It would be nice to bring us back a son-in-law. Ding Feng, the head of the family, said with a smile.
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The villa finally regained its calm, several masters went back to the room to sleep, Yang Mo was also very tired, and he also returned to the room early and fell asleep.
When night falls, the villa is quiet, accompanied only by the autumn wind and the chirping of cicadas.
Ding Yin was alone on the top of the mountain, hugging his shoulders and trembling.
"He did it on purpose, he didn't even give me a quilt and let me freeze on the top of the mountain. When I couldn't stand it anymore, I would beg him for mercy, and then he would take the opportunity to make the disgusting conditions. ”
"Yang Mo, you underestimate Miss Ben too much, can Miss Ben's body be casually obtained by you dog-licking men? You men are only worthy of being Miss Ben's licking dogs and Miss Ben's slaves. ”
"I will not beg you for mercy, I want you to make you unbearable to see me suffer coldly, and offer to protect me. Grandma said that under the difficult environment, it is more suitable for learning, and I want to become stronger and make you fall deeper and deeper. ”
This time, Hengfei rebelled, and Ding Yin also understood that his cultivation was insufficient, and it was not enough to turn sentient beings upside down and make them lose their minds.
She wants to learn and make Yang Mo more fascinated by herself.
All night, she gritted her teeth and insisted on the past, and she also gained something, but she was uncontrollably disappointed in her heart, Yang Mo did not come, and she didn't even have a figure all night, letting her, a peerless beauty, blow the cold wind on the top of the mountain.
Finally, she saw someone walking up the mountain road, and she rekindled hope in her heart, could it be that Yang Mo couldn't hold back and was going to take action against herself?
But when the man approached, her hopes were shattered again. It's not Yang Mo, it's not even a man, it's a woman I've never seen.
"Tsk, these big men really don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, let a little beauty freeze on the mountain, I can't stand it. ”
Miss Min looked at Ding Yin carefully, and her heart was very shocked. As soon as she returned, she heard that there was a red skeleton on the mountain, and she still didn't believe it. She had seen too many beautiful women, but after seeing Ding Yin, she realized that the upside-down beings in the mouths of those men were not an exaggeration.
Just sitting there with an indifferent face, it seems to be seducing, and every move is full of temptation.
"Miss Ben doesn't need mere mortals to pity me. Ding Yin snorted lightly.
"Then you're hungry. There is no lunch, the boss has explained, two meals a day, waiting for dinner. ”
Miss Min threw the food box in her hand down the mountain.
Hearing this, Ding Yin regretted it very much. She was cold and hungry now, and her stomach was rumbling. If she knew that it was a food delivery, she would definitely speak kindly.
But now, it is impossible for her to beg for an ugly bastard.
"Hungry is hungry, isn't it just a meal? Ding Yin snorted lightly.
"It's a pity, this peerless appearance is just a shrew, no wonder the boss doesn't want to see him. ”
Miss Min didn't say much, turned around and left.
She is not worried at all now, no matter how beautiful her appearance is, no matter how powerful her charms are, she can't do it inside, and she will be worse after all. I want the boss to bow down under her pomegranate skirt and talk about dreams.
This time, she took the initiative to go up the mountain, just to see how terrifying Ding Yin was, if she could really pose a threat, she didn't mind cutting it first and then playing. As it turned out, the strength of this person was far from enough.
Watching Miss Min drift away, Ding Yin was really a little anxious. It's a sunny day, and if she gets through the sun for another day, she can't imagine how she's going to get through it.
"Where is Yang Mo, is he deliberately avoiding me and not daring to see me? ”
"Are you insane, aren't you? The boss is catching up on sleep, and he hasn't woken up yet, so where can he have time to take care of you?" the girl sneered.
A gust of wind blew and ruffled Ding Yin's hair. Yang Mo was sleeping, and she didn't take her to heart at all, this was all her own self-inflicted feelings.
Ding Yin was devastated and became even more suspicious of himself, could it be that Grandma was right, he was really not suitable for practicing secret arts? Why were the other two people not as beautiful as themselves, but they were able to turn sentient beings upside down and make countless men willing to die for them?
Why do you have to be prettier than them, harder than them, and worse than them?