A leisurely life in ancient times

Chapter 665 Eight years, I want you for eight years

"Yeah!" Ferre nodded.

Passing over the coughing letter, he said in a low voice: "Xin loves playing with a child's temper, if there is something offending, I hope Hai Han will do it."

Right now, she is still in use.

Fei Lei naturally didn't want people to be killed like this, Xin knew Langmo better than him.

He wants Langmo to be used by him, and there are some things that must be known in advance.Otherwise, self-defeating will be troublesome!
Lang Mo lowered his head, and scanned the letter coughing with his hunched back beside his legs.

"Sorry, I was too anxious just now." Lang Mo said coldly, saying that he was sorry, without any sense of guilt in his words.Over the years, there were countless women who wanted to climb into his bed, and if they believed that they dared to deceive him just now, they had to have the courage to take this responsibility.

However, he is not an ungrateful person after all.

According to Ferre, his life was saved by faith.Yes, I opened my mouth to say sorry.

Sweeping the letter coldly, he had some reservations about what Fei Lei and the letter said, but he didn't fully believe it.

Qingnan is far away from Yubei, and Xin rescued him by the Mian River, which itself has subtle doubts.It's just that right now he doesn't even understand what happened to himself, so he can only believe what the two of them said for the time being.Moreover, even if he wanted to go back to Qingnan, it might not be easy.

He didn't miss it, and Ferre's words revealed the meaning of asking him to repay his favor.

Although it is not stated clearly, the meaning is unmistakable.He doesn't like to owe favors to others, and I'm afraid this time he really delayed returning to Qingnan for a short time, but for some reason, every time he thinks of Qingnan, he can't help feeling sour.This feeling overwhelmed him, as if he had lost something precious...

"It's okay, are you hungry?" Xin got up, stared at Langmo fieryly, and said with a smile: "You have been in a coma for so long, and you can't eat too greasy food just after waking up. I told the kitchen to cook white porridge. I'll bring it over to you..."

As he said, he didn't wait for Lang Mo to refuse.

Turned straight out of the house and ran towards the kitchen.

Fei Lei sat lazily on the chair, looking sideways at Lang Mo, while the attendants beside him had already gone out to invite the doctor.

"Although the letter is a bit arrogant, the rest is not bad. If you want her, how about I promise her to you?" Fei Lei smiled evilly, his eyes fixed on Lang Mo's cold face, noncommittal, he likes Lang Mo very much. face.Compared with his own too feminine and delicate facial features, he prefers Lang Mo's handsome and icy silhouette.

Lang Mo closed his eyes.

It seemed that he had never heard what Ferre was saying at all.

Seeing this, Ferre shrugged and didn't care.

Looking back on Jiang Qing's delicate face, and comparing the letters, the difference between the two is too great.

No wonder Lang Mo looked down on him, there was really no comparison.

Of course, Fei Lei would not let it go, and said: "If you are not satisfied with the letter, I still have a lot of people in this room that you can always look up to..."

Lang Mo opened his icy eyes, glanced at Fei Lei, and said coldly, "Quack, tell me your conditions..."

Fei Lei pursed his lips, his eyes fainted with a satisfied smile, and said: "Sure enough, talking to a smart person is refreshing. I have worked hard to save your life. What will you pay for it? My Four Seas Trading Company never trades at a loss. , even though I saved you for the sake of Xin's face, since you despise Xin, how are you going to repay me, Cosmopolitan Trading Company?"

This matter, Fei Lei began to calculate early in the morning.

As long as the dream flower is transported from Qingnan, he can use the power of the four seas and Shanghai to get the dream flower to where it should go.In ten years, maybe seven or eight years, he will be able to control the entire Bimon Empire.At that time, even Victoria was helpless and could only watch the empire collapse. As long as he thought of trampling that woman Victoria under his feet, Ferre felt at ease.

"How are you doing?" Lang Mo said coldly.

From the very beginning, he felt that Ferre was not simple.

Asking for repayment with kindness, this matter did not go beyond Lang Mo's expectations.

After all, there is nothing good for no reason in this world.

If it was really good for no reason, Lang Mo would not dare to accept it frankly.Therefore, Fei Lei's business-like attitude made Lang Mo breathe a sigh of relief.Although he is not afraid of any conspiracies and tricks, but right now it is someone else's territory after all, and some things are not good for others or himself if he is too extreme.Lang Mo is not a fool, he knows how to judge things according to their priorities.

"Ten years, how about staying in Yubei for ten years and using it for me?" Fei Lei opened his mouth, making no secret of his purpose.

Lang Mo's eyes turned cold, and the coldness swept over Ferre.

Keep silent.

Seeing that Lang Mo was silent, Ferre began to clean up the herbs consumed by Lang Mo during this period, the cost of clothes and clothes, and almost all the trivial things were mentioned by him.That means, almost even the water that Lang Mo drank is counted in it.

"Three years." Lang Mo said calmly.

Although he didn't know why Fei Lei wanted to keep him in Yubei, he had to bargain.

"Ten years, isn't your life worth even ten years?" Ferre said decisively.

"Five years." Lang Mo frowned, although he was annoyed by this, but at the moment he was being exploited by others, and he couldn't refuse.This made Lang Mo feel very irritable, unable to control his personal freedom, this feels terrible!

Seeing Lang Mo's unkind expression, Fei Lei knew it was good to see him, and took a step back and said, "Eight years, you stayed in Yubei for eight years to manage the Four Seas Commercial Firm for me. Don't rush to refuse, after you have seen the prosperity of Yubei It's not too late to decline, I know you want to go back to Qingnan, Qingnan is barren and backward, don't you want to bring something from Yubei back to Qingnan?"

The last words touched Lang Mo's heart thoroughly.

In Lang Mo's memory, the Forest of Death put aside the dangers, the most important thing is poverty and backwardness, the people of the tribe can't eat enough, and often can't fill their stomachs.Fei Lei's last sentence moved Lang Mo's heart.

In my mind, I occasionally passed a city.

On the majestic and tall city walls stood weapons exuding evil spirits, and the fleeting scene made him puzzled.With a muffled snort, rubbing his sore forehead, he had no choice but to classify the matter as being too seriously injured and hallucinating.

"Okay, eight years." Lang Mo nodded.

The life of an orc warrior is long, and he can afford to wait and waste eight years.

Only, in saying eight years,
For some reason, there was a tingling pain in my heart.

It seemed that something he didn't know was ignored by him.

That taste, guilt, mixed with regret and sourness.The obscure and complicated expression instantly covered Lang Mo's entire face.On the other side, the moment Fei Lei let go of Lang Mo's mouth, his tense body instantly calmed down.Clasping the hand holding it tightly, it loosened for a moment, then tightened.

"What eight years?" Xin came from outside the house with a food box in his hand.

When his eyes fell on Lang Mo, he was full of nostalgia.

Lang Mo turned a blind eye with a cold face.

Fei Lei smiled and said, "Lang Mo promised to stay in Yubei for eight years. Are you happy to hear the news?"

The moment Lang Mo heard Ferre say his name, he had a thoughtful look, as if he had never said his name from the beginning.Where did Ferre know his name?

(End of this chapter)