Chapter 3: Psychological Warfare
Mo Yufei hurriedly said, while helping the Yama chair that had fallen to the ground in an orderly manner, and carefully caressing the Yama chair. Qiang squeezed out a smile and said, "Yama chair senior, Ao is not right, is it Lord Yama chair, well, or is it not right, what should I call you, Ao, by the way, it should be the Yama chair immortal." Then I beg you, immortals, hurry up and send me back to the secluded capital of the world, I really have to help my father and eradicate the blood blowing blood of that little devil at the east gate, otherwise, not only will my Youdu faction suffer, but even the entire martial arts in the world, and even the entire world, will turn into a bloody rain and a bloody rain, and a picture of life and misery will appear! So, Yama Chair Immortal, you hurry up and send me back to the ghost city of the secluded capital of the world!"
Who knows, Yan Luo chair is slow and unhurried, and said, "Your request has been completely ruined, and it can no longer be realized!"
Mo Yu flew fur and said, "Can you explain?"
Yan Luo said categorically: "I'm not joking with you, since you have crossed over here, I'm afraid you won't be able to stay until you die!" Its expression was also very decisive, and it seemed that it didn't even give Mo Yufei half a point of room for negotiation.
When Mo Yufei heard this, he gritted his teeth and protested: "Why? Why can't it be fulfilled? Is my request too much? You know, you forcibly dragged me here without my consent! You belong to human trafficking, do you know that you are rude crossing! Not only is it rude crossing, you, you are simply barbaric!" Speaking of this, Mo Yufei was already angry!
Mo Yufei is a very sensitive, very sensitive, very sensitive person. He may be polite to you one second, but, after being provoked, he will run and jump like thunder in the next second.
However, on the whole, Mo Yufei is still a gentleman and a sensible man.
If it weren't for the words of the Yama Luo Chair, which angered Mo Yufei's heart like a cannonball and thunder, how could Mo Yufei be so angry?
However, Mo Yufei also knew that no matter how much he tried to be rough with this Yama chair, it would be useless. On the contrary, it will only add fuel to the fire. After much thought, he decided to calm his anger and use his reason to come up with some solutions.
Although he also knew that it was impossible to extinguish all the fire in his heart at once.
However, if you don't continue to say some soft words to this Yama chair and plead with the other party again, maybe the Yama chair will also think like itself, start a fire, and then disappear completely. When the time comes, if you want to turn to it again, it will be impossible at all.
Therefore, Mo Yufei took three deep breaths, lowered his tone a little, and said as softly and politely as possible: "Hehe, I said that the Yama chair immortal, cough cough, I'm sorry just now, my voice is a little high, because I am afraid of heights, so, in the process of you taking me through just now, I was frightened and stimulated, so it is inevitable that my emotions will be slightly excited, and please don't care about mortals." Speaking of this, Mo Yufei squinted at the strange Yama chair. He was afraid of angering this spirit chair again, so his tone of voice was much softer, and his words were much more subtle.
But I saw that the Yama chair was sitting upright and dignified. It looks very stylish and full of spirit. Two large, tricky dark eyes peeked through the back of the chair. The strange eyes were staring at Mo Yufei deadly. There seemed to be a hint of contempt and disdain in his eyes.
When Mo Yufei saw this look, he felt very disgusted and uncomfortable in his heart. If it were normal times, his eldest young master's instinct would immediately ask the other party: "Why are you staring at me so badly?
But not now, as the saying goes, "this time, that time"! How could Mo Yufei dare to question the other party again because of a disdainful look from the other party? Of course he would not do that! On the contrary, he wanted to please the Yama chair and try his best to let the Yama chair help him cross again, preferably back to his hometown in the secluded capital of the world. Because, at the moment, he is really worried about the safety of his father, younger brother, one, senior sisters, and the safety of the entire ghost city in the hidden capital. And, of course, there's that wonderful goodness. And have a tacit understanding with themselves.
Thinking of this, Mo Yufei reluctantly squeezed out a smile, and said softly: "Old Immortal of the Yama Chair, you can be merciful, let me go home for a while." As the saying goes: "All evil and fornication are the first, and filial piety is the first!" If I stay in this netherworld like this for the rest of my life, or even stay until I die. Honestly, that's nothing. After all, it's been everywhere. However, because of this, I was charged with a scumbag and unfilial piety, even if I died under Jiuquan in the future, I couldn't turn a blind eye. !”
Yan Luo asked puzzledly: "Young man, come and listen, how can you be accused of being a scumbag and unfilial!
Mo Yufei said with a smile: "You don't know anything about the Yama chair immortals, the essence of our culture in the world is nothing more important than the word benevolence and filial piety. Confucius said: "Parents are here, not far away." "Now I, Mo Yufei, have been brought to the secluded capital of this netherworld by the Yama Chair Immortal, although you are a good intention, so that I will not be poisoned by the poisonous hands of the demon Dongmen who blows blood. The kindness of the gods is unforgettable. In the next life, even if you are a cow or a horse, it will be difficult to repay it. However, my father, two younger brothers, as well as senior brothers and sisters, as well as all the disciples of the Youdu Sect, and confidants and friends of the same martial arts are the people who I have been concerned about all my life, and it is difficult to give up. They are now integrating the demon East Gate to blow blood and fight fiercely, and life and death are still unknown. And the bloody battle between them and Dongmen is really a major event related to the life and death of the entire martial arts and even the entire world. At such a juncture, if I hide here and close the market, not only will I be sorry for my relatives and friends, but also for the entire martial arts and even the entire world! Is this not a crime of scumbag and unfilial piety?"
After staring at Mo Yufei for a long time, Yan Luo couldn't help but nod and said, "Haha, stinky boy, what you said, if you think about it carefully, there is still a little bit of truth!"
Mo Yufei's eyes lit up, and he quickly took over the conversation in surprise and asked, "So, old immortal, you mean, you are willing to help me travel back to the world?"