A leisurely life in ancient times

Chapter 704 Langmo has dug a hole...

Lang Mo tilted his head and glanced at Ferre.

His expression was quite scrutinizing, and his cold and dark pupils were condensed with indifference.

"Fei Lei, you seem to want me to leave Yubei very much, why?" Lang Mo said slowly.The tone was clear and shallow, not rushing but calm, and he looked at Ferre's overly feminine face proudly.

In his eyes, there was an unquestionable determination.

As he spoke, he wanted to know the answer.Thinking about it, he couldn't understand why Fei Lei was so eager to let him leave Yubei and enter the Moon-Watching Forest.Since he agreed to Fei Lei's request, he would naturally fulfill his promise and stay in Yubei for eight years. It should not be said that he would stay in Sihai Commercial Bank for eight years.These days, however, he could sense that Ferre was uneasy, and that uneasiness had something to do with him.

Ferre froze.

"You're thinking too much, I just can't wait to see the results." Ferre waved his hands and said casually.

His expression was slightly restrained, and he became more and more cautious about Lang Mo's vigilance.Morocco is known as the black market in Yubei, where crowds of people gather from all directions, and there may be people from Qingnan sneaking in here.Even if there are no people from Qingnan, so many things have happened in Qingnan recently, and there has been an uproar in Yubei's territory.

He raised his eyes and scanned dozens of people below.

Tall leaned on the chair with a long body, and said lightly: "If they stay in Morocco for one more day, I will spend one more day. If you are not in charge of the family, you don't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are. The big family of Sihai Commercial Bank depends on me for support, and I support the family not easy."

If it is true and false, it is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

Lang Mo frowned, and took a deep look at Fei Lei, without arguing.

"As soon as Didison comes over, I will set off." Lang Mo said lightly.

Ferre shrugged and knocked on the table.Soon someone came forward, and Ferre gave a few orders, and the man left quickly, naturally going to inform Didison who was far away in Shangyang City to come to Morocco.

"By the way, the letter is pestering me to go to Moon Forest with you. What do you think?" Fei Lei narrowed his eyes and winked. Now that Lang Mo let go, Fei Lei couldn't help but smirk.He also admired that woman Xin, such unremitting patience was rare, and he raised his eyes to look carefully at Lang Mo.

The appearance is dignified, handsome and arrogant.

It's really not bad, but he thinks he's not bad, why does no one fall in love with him like that?
Thinking about it, Ferretton felt very uncomfortable.

On appearance, on strength.

He thinks that he is not inferior to Lang Mo in any way, he is really more popular than others!

"The atmosphere in Morocco is good, maybe I should stay a few more days." Lang Mo said coldly.There was a hint of sternness in the calm and lengthy tone of voice.What a woman who doesn't know the so-called!He actually thought that as long as he lay naked on the bed, he would look at her more, but he didn't know that every time he looked at her, he felt dirty.

Palm, caressing the hosta.

Recently, things in the dream became more and more clear.

It seemed that soon he would be able to see the woman's face clearly in the dream, without having to sniff the pleasant fragrance every time to make up his mind.More than once, Lang Mo asked who she was in his mind?Why so sad and sad?Every time he smelled that fragrance, he couldn't help being excited.After the agitation, the chest cavity could not help but be stained with inexplicable sorrow!
Fei Lei pursed his lips, and gave Lang Mo a disdainful look. Every time he was taken advantage of by this man, why don't he be so deceitful!

"Cut!" Ferre rolled his eyes, pretending he didn't say anything.

I believe that woman will never be peaceful, really think that if Lang Mo doesn't want her to go, she will really stay peacefully in Shangyang City?Lang Mo underestimated her too much, he had received a letter to leave early in the morning.He was probably in Morocco at this moment, and he was too lazy to intervene as to what would happen afterwards.

Now that Lang Mo has taken the bait, it doesn't make much sense to trust him.

If he hadn't thought that the Giant Elephant Tribe still needed to restrain the bones, he wouldn't have bothered to care about her life and death at all.

A man who lost his mind for the sake of illusory love.

It's not worth his effort, after all, he still has to discuss with that old fox Xian Yumang how to divide up the fantasy flowers.But there is no extra free time to waste time on letters.

"By the way, how about Qingnan?" Lang Mo raised his hand, took a sip of the tea from the teacup.

In Yubei, he had an extra hobby.

That is to drink tea, which tastes bitter but has a lingering fragrance, especially when he wakes up in the middle of the night, he prefers to make a cup of green tea and stand by the window.Looking up at the bright moon in the sky, I slowly sipped the tea in my hand.

The slight bitterness can erode from the mouth to the heart.

After drinking it by accident, he completely fell in love with this green tea called Kudara.

As soon as the green tea was entered, the bitter taste exploded from the taste buds instantly, and Lang Mo couldn't help but squint his eyes to savor it.

"Qingnan?" Fei Lei was surprised, and hurriedly said: "Qingnan is very good, so how can such a poor and remote place be bad? About, that is, I have been thinking about it all the time."

Lang Mo frowned, he was very unswerving to Fei Lei's words, but he was too lazy to defend himself.

In fact, it was more than a month in Yubei.He suggested going back to Qingnan more than once, but Fei Lei always declined with various reasons. It is not that there is no doubt in Lang Mo's heart, but he can't escape Yubei.More importantly, the intermittent fragments in his mind told him that something seemed to happen to the Horde, something good.He vaguely knew that the tribesmen could eat and clothe themselves warmly, and there was no reason for these things, but he firmly believed in them.

The inconsistent memories made Lang Mo anxious.

Due to Ferre's precautions and vigilance, he had no choice but to pretend not to care.

However, during this period of time, he was not just waiting to die in Yubei, through the hands of Didison.I got some information about what happened in Qingnan, and knew that a year ago, in the Taoyuan boundary near Xuelongling in Qingnan, a force called the Wind Tribe rose up.

For some reason, Lang Mo decided in his heart that the Wind Chasing Tribe was the Wind Chasing Tribe that used to live in the Forest of Death, and it was also the tribe he was born in.

Due to many reasons, Didison failed to get the most detailed information.

Therefore, Lang Mo has no way of knowing more information about the Wind Tribe.However, he expressed doubts about his appearance in Qingnan. He is the most outstanding and wise patriarch of the Death Forest, and he has excellent hunting skills.Ferre didn't hide it, but he will figure it out one day.

Knowing that the Zhufeng tribe is safe and sound for the time being, Lang Mo's clattering heart quietly calmed down.

How to maximize the benefits?

Lang Mo quickly organized the layout in his mind, Fei Lei tried every means to keep him in Yubei, it must be out of some kind of calculation.No matter what he was planning, Lang Mo planned to lie dormant for the time being, in order to take the maximum benefit from Ferre.

Yubei, Qingnan.

The gap between the two is too great, and there are too many things he needs to figure out.

While Didison is detoxifying him, why not borrow Ferre's hand to accumulate resources for his future return to Qingnan.During this period of time, everything in the game with Ferre was calculated by Lang Mo.

Lang Mo raised his head, glanced at Fei Lei with a half-smile, and said indifferently, "Oh! Really?"

The words fell, holding a teacup and drinking tea...

The curling heat separated the two people with different thoughts.

(End of this chapter)