"She lives with my sister." Yun Yi sighed: "You said I ...... What should I do? ”

"That's ......" Yang Chengling groaned, and didn't speak for a while. After a long time, he suddenly said, "You wait first, my father has something to do with me." ”

Turning off the communication, Yun Yi sat on the sofa helplessly, having a headache about how to deal with this rampaging guy.

"Meow, brother, is Sister Moxue going to live in our house?" Zhao Xiyue held her little hands behind her back, walked to the sofa and bent over, tilted her head and said cutely: "Although Sister Moxue looks very fierce, she seems to like Xiyue very much." ”

"Don't, don't come near her, she's dangerous."

"Is it dangerous?" Zhao Xiyue shook her little head and said, "I don't think so, she likes to listen to Xiyue sing." ”

To say that Lin Moxue lives in Yunyi's home, what worries him the most is his sister's safety. Although Lin Moxue has never heard of her hurting others except for hurting people when she was framed. But she is a mental patient after all, and she is also a martial arts level 8 master, if she makes a move on Zhao Xiyue, it will be too late to regret it.

But Lin Moxue's condition, Yun Yi is not good to tell Zhao Xiyue, for fear that she will be afraid of Lin Moxue because of this, and cause any psychological damage to the cowardly Lin Moxue.

"Don't worry brother." Zhao Xiyue grinned and said, "As long as Sister Moxue listens to Xiyue's song, she will become very quiet, just sit there quietly and listen, not moving." ”

"Ugh." Yun Yi sighed, he was still not at ease with Lin Moxue.

"Didi, Didi."

The communicator rang, and Yun Yi opened it to see that it was Yang Chengling, who had just hung up.

"I'm sorry, but my father came just now." Yang Chengling said apologetically: "That's the case, Lord Marshal has already learned that Lin Moxue is going to live in your house, let me tell you not to worry about anything, although Lin Moxue has now become Lin Menghu, but her mind is still very clear, as long as she doesn't suffer from severe stimulation, she won't do it casually." ”

"Are you sure?"

"Don't worry, Marshal Lin Jiaoyang hasn't deceived anyone yet." Yang Chengling smiled and said, "Do you want me and Yue'er to go over too?" ”

Yun Yi shook his head with a wry smile and said, "My house only has two bedrooms, and you have no place to live here." Well, trust you. ”

Yang Chengling nodded and said, "In addition, Marshal Lin said, please take care of Mo Xue, if you need anything, you can contact me directly, as long as Mo Xue is not wronged......"

In this way, the eldest lady of the Lin family, Her Royal Highness Princess Xinmeng of the empire, lived in Yunyi's hut.

Perhaps, this is a good thing that others can't ask for. But when Yun Yi came, it was indeed an extreme headache for him.

Every morning, when Yun Yi and Zhao Xiyue were still sleeping, Lin Moxue had already changed into practice clothes and pulled the two out of the bed. The time to get up is an hour earlier than the previous cloud wing.

After a full beating, Yun Yi had to prepare breakfast for the two of them. Speaking of which, Lin Moxue's appetite is also strange, even for breakfast, she has to eat mapo tofu, while blushing and inhaling with a spicy face, she keeps stuffing tofu into her mouth.

Almost every day, except for three meals and listening to Xiyue singing at night, Lin Moxue took out all her time to discuss with Yun Yi, and it seemed that if she didn't move, she wouldn't be comfortable for a day.

Unconsciously, Yun Yi began to miss the timid Lin Moxue a little. However, he also wondered why Lin Moxue had always been like this, and when would he be able to change back to Lin Moxue when he was in school. For this matter, he also asked Yang Chengling. However, after Yang Chengling asked Lin Jiaoyang, he replied that this kind of thing was not certain, and there was nothing special that could make her return to the timid Lin Moxue.

So, for three days in a row, Yun Yi lived an inhuman and abused life. However, in the past three days, his progress in martial arts has been very impressive. The first is that the use of internal breath at the ninth level of martial arts is becoming more and more sleek. With the support of the ninth-level inner breath, even if he was hit by Lin Moxue, he would not be too seriously injured. In addition, the number of times he was hit by Lin Moxue every day has become less and less, and in the end, he can even fight back and successfully hit Lin Moxue.

This change surprised Lin Moxue, but also cheered up her spirit, constantly trying to ravage Yunyi. And the competition with Yunyi also benefited her a lot. It was only three days later, and Lin Moxue claimed that the internal breath in her body began to change.

This is the precursor to entering the ninth level.

In view of this, Yunyi let Lin Moxue practice alone at home. And he has to go to the Budweiser Mercenary Group. The card that Stitchwell gave him, he couldn't wait.

Even during the Chinese New Year, the business of the Budweiser Mercenary Group is also good, at least more than half of the members are on duty outside at the moment, and most of the people left behind have also gone home for the New Year. The entire base looked empty.

The Budweiser Mercenary Regiment has two bases in the Chang'an Department, one is on the ground of the Chang'an Four-Star, the outskirts of the city where Yunyi is located, mainly the living quarters of personnel, and the mecha training area. The other is in the spaceport, which is mainly used to maintain the ship facilities of the mercenary group, and occasionally serves as a temporary resting place for members of the alien system.

Yunyi is going, naturally, at the base on the ground.

Receiving the news that Yun Yi was coming, Count Char was very happy, and personally drove the hovercar to the gate of the base to pick up Yun Yi back.

Although Char has the title of earl, due to the fact that his family has long been down, the fiefdom planet handed down from his ancestors has also been auctioned off because of the debts of his father's time, and finally came to Chang'an to study alone with the little money left, met Garrison who was in the same school at the time, and became friends. Soon after graduating, Garrison's father died in an accident, and after Garrison took over the Budweiser mercenary group, with the help of Count Char, the mercenary group, which was originally only a medium-sized mercenary group, took decades to successfully develop into the fifth largest mercenary group in the entire Chutang Empire, with hundreds of large and small bases in the Chutang Empire alone, which really cannot be called legendary.

And Count Char has never married a wife for the mercenary group. However, Yunyi once heard from the director of Centrino that Count Char did have a lot of romantic affairs.

Soon, the hovercar was parked next to a small separate building in the middle of the base. Stepping out of the hovercar, Yun Yi glanced at the well-organized bases around him, as well as various complete facilities, and couldn't help but admire Count Char's logistics ability.

"Come on, you're welcome." Count Char pointed to the small building and said, "This is my home, except for the two servants who have been invited, there is no one else." ”

Follow Count Char in, although the room is a little simple, but it is full of a strong aristocratic atmosphere.

Gorgeous bio-wool carpets, cotton curtains and wood furniture are all valuable in today's almost entirely synthetic world. And in the homes of real nobles, not a single item made of synthetic materials can be found. For the proud aristocracy, the use of synthetic materials was an insult to them.

Although Count Char was once down, he still had the pride of nobility in his bones.

"Taste it, this is what Garrison bought from the indigenous sub-people the last time he escorted a merchant fleet to the southeastern border, and the other planets didn't sell it at all, and even on that sub-human planet, it only produced very little each year."

Count Char pointed to the ancient porcelain tea cup that the servant had just made on the red wood round table and said, "In this cold weather, only a cup of real ancient porcelain tea can dispel this nasty cold. ”

Yun Yi smiled slightly, generally speaking, as long as the martial arts cultivation reached level four or above, he would not be afraid of the cold. Although it is difficult for ordinary people to reach level 4 or above, clothes made of synthetic materials have a strong warmth effect. There is only a person like Count Char who can't achieve martial arts cultivation and doesn't wear synthetic clothes, and after only staying outside for a short while, he will be cold and unbearable.

Picking up the teacup, Yun Yi tasted it slightly, and immediately a strong aroma melted in his mouth. Even if Yunyi doesn't know how to taste tea, he knows that this is indeed a good tea.

Putting down the teacup, Yun Yi said directly to the point: "Count Char, I came this time to join your mercenary group. ”