Chapter 46 A piece of paper

Yang Mo's strength continues to grow under the effect of perfect memory, infinitely approaching the level of elite demon generals, which is a very terrifying thing, because even Li Muzi, who is an outstanding son of the four major families, is the strength of an ordinary demon general, and Zhang Mingyuan, who is the pride of the sky and is known as the first person of the younger generation of the four families, is also the strength of the elite demon general, compared to these children of the big family who have been honed since childhood, Yang Mo is a freak. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although his strength skyrocketed, Yang Mo didn't have the heart to exercise and adapt, he just sat there in a daze every day, Zi Yuan asked him what was wrong, he just smiled and said it was okay, this situation lasted for several days, until Yang Mo opened the paper handed to him by the dean of the fifth district, there were only a few words on it, and the rest was a shocking oil painting.

The phrase is, "Let go and love, or you will lose her forever, no matter what time and space you are, you have more than one partner." ”

Seeing this, Yang Mo was stunned for a moment, and then an emotion mixed with joy and guilt rushed straight to his heart, was he too greedy, they couldn't agree, but the dean's prediction couldn't be faked, lost forever, is it death?

Yang Mo never thought that he was a righteous gentleman, but he never thought that he was a promiscuous person, so he would be happy, so he would have a sense of guilt, he really wanted to be like the protagonist in some novels, the tiger body was shaken, and the beauties were willing to be captured, but he knew that the old wolf would not allow such a thing to happen, so the problem he had to consider now was how to make the two girls accept this kind of love affair that violated social morality (well, he has already accepted the dean's prediction, let's despise him for three minutes).

After making up his mind, Yang Mo began to carefully observe the oil painting in his hand, corpses were everywhere on the ground stained red with blood, a pair of scarlet eyes were half-closed and half-open in the pitch-black sky, with flame wings, a man shrouded in crimson flames, a woman with white hair all over his body, a man who was shrouded in black water and holding a black arc-shaped shield one person high, who did not know whether it was a man or a woman, each guarding one side, and a purple dragon that covered the sky and the sun, but was entangled in chains and could not move, There were many tiny cracks in the chains, and the purple dragon was roaring in the sky, and a pair of dragon wings were about to spread behind him.

Yang Mo seemed to be out of this body for a moment, floating into the world in the painting, the struggle and cry of human beings before death, the strange laughter from the sky, the muffled snort from the red, white and black, and the deafening roar of the dragon, Yang Mo was shocked by all this, he was like a fool, watching everything happen.

"Choose, my descendants." The deep voice of the shadow in the sky came. Yang Mo felt that the object of this sentence was actually himself! Yang Mo shivered instantly, and cold sweat flowed down.

"Brother Yang Mo." Ziyuan's voice came, Yang Mo instantly returned to his body, a feeling of dizziness came, Yang Mo closed his eyes, and fainted in Ziyuan's arms.

At this time, in the office of the dean of the Fifth District Mecha Academy. The old man's face was pale, and he sweated profusely from time to time on his forehead, as if he had experienced something that drained his energy.

"Alas, with my strength, I can only go so far with one person, but if it weren't for that little girl to make trouble, I would have known what his choice was."

Yang Mo's coma lasted until the day before the start of the mecha competition, Zi Yuan and others asked for help, only to get a sentence from the dean, "It's nothing, it's caused by overwork, I'll wake up in a few days, don't worry." Just as Ziyuan was about to choose another person to participate in the virtual competition, Yang Mo woke up quietly.

"Hmm, this sleep is so good, wow, it's afternoon, Xiaozi, why don't you wake me up." Before Yang Mo finished speaking, the asters on the side pounced.

"You bastard, you've been in a coma for days."

Looking at the crying Aster, Yang Mo gradually remembered what happened that day, and when he thought of that loud voice, Yang Mo couldn't help but tremble.

"Brother Yang Mo, what's wrong with you, the day after tomorrow is the virtual machine competition, can you do it? If not, I can let someone else replace you. ”

"It's okay, I'm not worried about others going up." Yang Mo smiled slightly, but he was thinking about how to tell Ziyuan about that piece of paper.

"I said Xiao Zi, have you seen the piece of paper that the old man gave me?" Yang Mo thought about it and asked.

"The piece of paper you held when you fainted?" Shion thought for a moment, "It seems to have been taken away by Yui." ”

"What, uh, it's fine, I mean, she didn't say anything strange to you." Yang Mo asked sweating profusely.

"Well, not really, but let me tell you to wake up and go find her."

"......" Yang Mo

"I'll go find her now." Yang Mo got up, feeling relaxed all over, completely without the uncomfortable feeling caused by sleeping for many days, and with a strange heart, Yang Mo walked towards Fujiwara Yui's room.

"Isn't it like last time?" Yang Mo muttered in his heart, and involuntarily thought of the scene in the hospital. It's a pity that when he saw Fujiwara Yui, the little girl was neatly dressed and looking at him with a smile.

"Woke up?" Fujiwara asked with a smile.

"Woke up." Yang Mo replied honestly, "I said Yui, give me back the piece of paper." ”

"Do you think it's possible?" Yui Fujiwara smiled like a little fox.

"Well, what do you want to do?" Yang Mo sighed, and sure enough, this woman didn't have any kind eyes.

"Hehe, promise me three requests, or I'll show this piece of paper to Sister Ziyuan." Fujiwara Yui's big eyes narrowed and smiled with satisfaction.

"Yes, as long as it's not too excessive, I'll promise you." Yang Mo nodded weakly, "You can give me the paper now, and don't talk nonsense with Ziyuan." ”

"Okay." Fujiwara Yui jumped over, casually threw the piece of paper to Yang Mo, and the smile on her face was like a little fox who had succeeded in stealing, "Slow down and don't send it." ”

Yang Mo's hand holding the paper tightened, this matter must not be known to Ziyuan, at least not before he is ready, otherwise Ziyuan does not know how sad it will be. At the same time, I have to go to see Zhang Zihan, don't do anything.

Yang Mo walked out, but he didn't notice the complicated light in the eyes of Fujiwara Yui behind him. From the moment she entered Yang Mo's team, Yang Mo had never doubted her, never, but although she had not lived up to his trust for the time being, if one day the dean of District 4 gave her an order, should she carry it out?

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