Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Prophet

Although it was not the object of being targeted, or even the object of protection, the voice of the person who came also made Yang Mo fall into a momentary distraction, and when he finally came to his senses, he saw a middle-aged man standing in front of him, this is a very elegant middle-aged man, wearing a windbreaker, the hem of the windbreaker fluttered gently in the wind, looking elegant. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

"Hao Qing, you are very bold." The tone of the person who came was flat, but anyone could hear the anger in his words, Hao Qing barely raised his head, only glanced at the person, and then trembled, and he couldn't get up from the ground.

"Liu He, my lord." Hao Qing just shouted, and then stopped talking, as if he had accepted his fate. And Liu He turned his head to look at Yang Mo.

"Little brother, which village are you from?"

"Salicyl Village."

"Okay." Liu He nodded and turned around, "As the head of Tianhe Village, I declare that from now on, Tianhe Village and Shuiyang Village will form an alliance to advance and retreat together and live and die together. ”

Liu He's words surprised everyone present, and the old man Liu Fei was even more shocked that he couldn't even close his mouth, but after all, he was an old man, so he reacted quickly.

"I, Shuiyang Village, thank you for your help."

Nodding with satisfaction, Liu He looked at his pair of daughters.

"You two, don't come over yet." In his words, there was a little anger, and Liu Xiaofei, who was babbling, stuck out her tongue and pushed Liu Xiaoying in a wheelchair to Liu He's side. Before Liu He could speak, Liu Xiaofei took the first step to speak.

"Dad, Dad, Dad, don't blame my sister, I brought my sister here because I heard what you said, and we have found someone who can heal my sister's leg, don't punish me for the sake of my guilt and meritorious service."

"You!" Liu He's eyes widened, pointing at Liu Xiaofei but he couldn't say a word, and after a long time, he sighed lightly, "Your sister's leg was damaged by the severe cold when she was a child, and there is no way to cure it, I have found so many people in the past few years, and it is not that there is no improvement at all, you have only been out for a few days and have a harvest?" Don't lie to me. ”

"Really, really, we really found it, it was the old man from Tianyi who said it, can this be fake?" Liu Xiaofei's eyes were bigger than Liu He's, and the look on her face seemed to say that if you don't believe me, you're stupid.

"Did you say it from Tianyi seniors?" Liu He suddenly became excited, "Who is it, tell me?" If he dares to say a word, I will tie him up. ”

Liu Xiaofei's eyes narrowed like a little fox, and her snow-white chin snuggled behind Liu He, Liu He turned around and saw Yang Mo, who had a difficult birth expression, and stayed or escaped.

"Hahaha, the first time I saw my little brother, I thought we were destined, what if the little brother didn't dislike us for worshipping?" Liu He smiled awkwardly, put his arm around Yang Mo's shoulders and said, and then didn't care whether Yang Mo agreed or not.

"Come on, come on, Xiaofei Xiaoying, I've seen your uncle."

Yang Mo "......"

Liu Xiaofei, Liu Xiaoying "......"

"Ahem, this, if there is anything I can help you say, just say it, just forget it or something." Yang Mo said with a dry smile.

"Okay, it's refreshing enough, I like it, then we'll set off back to Tianhe Village now." Liu He laughed, grabbed Yang Mo's hand and walked to the side.

"Hey, you let go of Xiao Hei, he hasn't promised you to go to Tianhe Village with him!" Qin Xiaojiu suddenly jumped out and pointed at Liu He's nose and said.

"Uh." Liu He smiled, "Miss Qin, I just asked him to help my daughter heal, and he will come back when he is cured." ”

"Xiao Jiu, it doesn't matter, Liu He's predecessors have no malicious intentions." Yang Mo also helped Liu He out of the siege.

"Hmph, then you have to promise to come back right away."

"I promise."

A group of four people sat on the hovercar and rushed towards Tianhe Village in the east of the outer city of the fourth district, and before he knew it, Yang Mo fell asleep on the bumpy car again, and when he woke up again, he had already come to Tianhe Village.

"Hey, hey, wake up, it's somewhere." Liu Xiaofei's voice came, and then Yang Mo felt a pain in his ear, couldn't help screaming, and jumped out of the car. Then he saw a huge "village" that was no less prosperous than the inner city, and perhaps this could no longer be called a village, but a city. However, Yang Mo, who has recovered his memory, is no longer the little black who will be amazed when he sees the scale of Zhuqing Village, he just looked at it casually, and then stopped looking, which made Liu Xiaofei, who was about to see Yang Mo make a fool, discouraged for a while, why did this guy suddenly change his sex?

"Xiao Hei, you can go to my house first, Xiao Ying's leg still needs you to be treated." Liu He turned around and said, Yang Mo nodded in agreement, and then the group walked straight towards the rows of houses in the center of Tianhe Village. Along the way, people kept pointing at Yang Mo, not knowing what they were saying. Yang Mo's hearing is superhuman, and he obviously heard what his son-in-law has and what he has not.

"Humans are so gossipy at all times." Yang Mo shook his head with a smile, and then stopped paying attention to those whispering voices.

The area of Tianhe Village is almost ten times that of Shuiyang Village, whether it is in terms of the fineness of the buildings or the number of types of commercial places, it is not at all comparable to Shuiyang Village.

When Yang Mo walked to Liu He's house, he was stunned.

The Qingzhu Courtyard in Zhuqing Village is the best village house Yang Mo has ever seen, but Liu He's house, oh no, is a villa, which is completely beyond Yang Mo's imagination, if it is placed in the city of the four districts, if you want to build such a villa, it is absolutely impossible to build tens of millions.

"Okay, the humble house is shabby, Xiao Hei, don't laugh." Liu He made a rare joke, and then saw Yang Mo's face getting darker and darker. The ancestral house of the Yang family is not so luxurious, right?

After a hasty meal, Yang Mo fell asleep after returning to the room arranged by Liu He for himself, and when he woke up, it was already midnight, and Yang Mo's pupils that had just woken up contracted suddenly, because he saw that not far from his bedside, an old man with a white beard and a pair of white wings was sitting on a chair and quietly reading a book.

"You're awake?" The old man didn't raise his head, and even his eyes were still focused on the book in his hand, but he opened his mouth to ask.

"That's right, I'm not a human, I'm a prophet, you should know me, Yang Mo Xiaoyou."

As soon as these words came out, the scene immediately turned cold, Yang Mo didn't say a word, but the demonic power in his body had already run to the extreme, as long as one thought, life deprivation would sweep the entire room.