"Hello, that one?"

Yu Moran opened his mouth lightly and said in Chinese: "Hello, I am Yu Moran." ”

The woman on the other side of the phone was obviously shocked for a moment, before she changed back to Chinese, and said very unexpectedly: "Mo Ran, you actually took the initiative to call me!" ”

"Miss you, when are you coming to see me?" Yu Mo Ran casually and faintly sounded through the guò signal to the other side of the earth.

The female voice over there said a little jokingly: "As a wife, I am shocked and surprised that my husband can say such a thing." But I'm preparing for Fashion Week right now, and I really can't get out of it at all. ”

"So if I fly to you now, will you have time to ignore me?"

"I wasn't struck by lightning today, was I? My Yu Mo Ran husband would actually say such a thing! "The shock of the woman over there was from the inside out.

"Forget it, I don't have time to pay attention to me, we're still busy, looking forward to seeing your new work, big designer, bye." Yu Moran's lips rubbed lightly, making a soft, fuzzy kiss sound.

There was also a kiss back, and the two of them pinched off the phone almost at the same time.

Burma, the Irrawaddy River, where ships carrying rough timber and jadeite come and go.

Yuan Ye spent almost a month here, helping people buy jadeite rough stones and transferring a little money, maintaining daily life, learning a few simple Burmese dialects, and being able to communicate basically.

A humble inn, a dark-skinned, scruffy landlady, a creaking plank, and the most important thing to forget is a bite of a mosquito that is as painful as being stung by a scorpion.

Yuan Ye really wanted to write a letter or make a phone call to Liuxiang Weiwei to tell about her trip to Myanmar, but she didn't dare to write a letter, let alone make a phone call, and Yu Mocheng, who was powerful, elusive, and ubiquitous, would track her whereabouts through guò clues, so she still hid herself honestly.

At night she would climb to the roof of the inn hut and watch the tropical stars, which were beautiful, but still not as close as the stars of the plateau.

There was a creaking sound from the wooden staircase, and the proprietress should have slept by this time. There are no other travelers at the hotel, so who is going upstairs?

A creaking stop in front of the door of the original leaf room, and two men spoke in a low voice in Burmese:

"This is it."

"Okay, I want money."

"I want people."

The original leaves on the roof of the building are clear. This is a robber, one asks for money and the other wants money, and the spoils are distributed in advance.

In the two months she has been in Myanmar, this is not the first time she has encountered robbers.

Some bandits are bandit gangs supported by military forces, while others are fighting on their own. A gang of two or three bandits, and the two robbers downstairs seem to be the latter.

The money earned last time was almost spent, and Yuan Ye was worried about paying the rent, since these two were automatically sent to the door, Yuan Ye was not polite, and simply collected some tuition.

She shrunk down, got out of the crack, and rolled down to the floor where she lay down.

"What's going on?" A robber road.

"Something has fallen, leave it alone, let's get to work first."

The two of them went to push the wooden door of Haraha's room. I thought it would be very laborious, but a robber used too much force and fell directly into the door.

Another robber hurriedly went in, and the two groped around, but found no one and no money.

The two of them went out in a frustrated manner, tripped up the stairs, and looked down at the fire to see that it was the girl they were trying to rob. The overjoyed two did not think about why the girl did not sleep in the house, but in the corridor. I grabbed it and carried it away.

After a bumpy night, the two finally threw Yuan Ye in one place.

Yuan Ye quietly opened his eyes and looked at it, it was a dilapidated wooden house, and it was estimated that it was also two poor robbers. I don't know how much oil and water can be squeezed out of my body.

After the two put down the original leaf, they began to quarrel, because the original leaf did not have a penny on him, so the person who had discussed the money in advance would not do it, and he asked to sell the original leaf, and the two shared the income equally. The other insisted on doing what had been agreed beforehand.

After arguing, the two finally decided to find someone to criticize.

The original leaf was carried by them again and began to jolt.

A little impatient, Yuan Ye quietly turned on the devouring mode, pointed at the bandit's head, and absorbed one of the two blood-colored essences in his brain. Since absorbing Yu Mo's silver cold spiritual energy for the second time and escaping into Myanmar, Yuan Ye has felt that his control over spiritual energy has become stronger, and he can accurately control his devouring ability, devouring the spiritual energy, spirit seed, and blood-colored essence energy that he is targeting.

The bandit who had been sucked out of a blood-colored essence suddenly felt his head wooden, and then he had been living the rest of his life like this.

The two took turns to carry the original leaf, and the other person was also sucked out of a blood-colored essence by the original leaf, becoming a half-fool with a poor IQ.

It wasn't until dawn that the two finally arrived at the place where the approval was made, a manor.

Yuan Ye squeezed his eyes and peeked, according to the layout here, he must be a rich man's place.

After the two reported at the door, they waited for about twenty minutes, and one of them came out and said something to the two.

The two of them were very happy and went in with Yuan Ye on their backs.

Turning around, they stopped in front of a pavilion, and the man who led them bowed respectfully and said, "Sir, they are here." ”

"Bring that girl to me." The voice of a man inside said.

The waiter immediately took the original leaf off the robber's back, carried it onto the pontoon, and entered the pavilion. Haraba felt like he was being placed on a recliner.

Then she didn't know about the two robbers, and she felt that a pair of eyes were staring at her. Yuan Ye closed his eyes tightly and didn't dare to open them, and quietly opened his spiritual eyes to observe the situation. In the eyes of the spirit, the person next to him was a pale yellow spirit seed in the dantian.

"Don't pretend to be asleep, I know you're awake." The man suddenly spoke, speaking in Chinese.

Yuan Ye opened his eyes weakly, and a relatively handsome man in his thirties came into view.

"You're from Huaxia?" The man asked.

Yuan Ye shook his head hurriedly, no matter what, he couldn't recognize his nationality, what if he was found to be a wanted criminal? Who knows if Yu Mocheng will include her in the list of wanted criminals of nationality.

"Why can you understand Chinese?"

"I'm from Guiyang."

The man nodded, Guiyang is located on the border of China, and there is a lot of trade with China, and many people can speak Chinese, and even Chinese is more general.

"Will you marry me?" The man looked at Yuan Ye and asked.

Yuan Ye was shocked, did he encounter a marriage proposal? Was he too sloppy? She didn't even notice that Yu Mocheng's figure appeared in her mind. She hurriedly shook her head.

"But I bought you from two people, and if you don't want to marry me, you will have to pay back the money I spent to buy you." The man spread his hands. (To be continued.) )