Meng Fei got used to it

Chapter 739 Yan Yiming's Conspiracy
After a while, the two came out together, seeming to be discussing going to the beach for a walk.

Yan Yiming, that bastard, really wanted to trick Yue Qingmo out to kill her.

It's really shameless to join hands with those shameless little bastards in Zhongshenzhou to poison his senior sister.

"Yue Qingmo, you can't go, Yan Yiming, this is..." Chen Zhengming couldn't bear it any longer, and rushed out to block in front of them.

"Chen Xuedi, in the middle of the night, why are you sneaking around with us?" Before he could finish speaking, Yan Yiming interrupted.

This is simply confusing black and white, Chen Zhengming immediately became angry, "Yan Yiming, are you shameless? Am I sneaking around? During the day I clearly saw you and Zhong Shenzhou..."

"Chen Zhengming, are you sick? Believe it or not, my mother killed you?" Yue Qingmo slapped him away, and left with Yan Yiming without looking sideways.

Taking advantage of her not paying attention, Yan Yiming turned his head and gave him a hard look, and mouthed, "If you miss, follow me."

How could he, Chen Zhengming, be threatened by him, and stood up with a feverish brain, "Yue Qingmo..."

Just as he spoke a few words, he suddenly felt that his mouth was covered.

The four Tianjiao of China surrounded him, with a little cold light in their eyes...

Yue Qingmo knew nothing about all this, and went out of the palace with Yan Yiming, and the two walked along the beach while chatting.

"I admit that you are right. It is true that enemies are easy to resolve and difficult to tie. But Zhong Shenzhou regards us Dongling Continent as a lowly generation, and we can even stand up to that kind of brand. If we don't behave tougher, then our Junyang Academy will Even Dongling Continent will never recover."

Yan Yiming sighed helplessly, "Central China is Central China, we offended so many people at once, I'm afraid there will be endless troubles."

The moonlight on the sea is beautiful, and the waves are coming, and the air is full of refreshing sea water.

Yue Qingmo shrugged indifferently, "I, Yue Qingmo, have already been shouted and beaten by everyone, the number one enemy of the dignified Heavenly Dao League, are you still afraid of offending people?"

"Forgive me, you are too impulsive. I know that you Xuantian Wuhao are bold, but ordinary disciples may not think that way."

"So? What do you want to explain?" She stopped and turned to look at him.

Yan Yiming showed his trademark gentle smile, "So what I want to say is, how about letting me be the chief team leader?"

Yue Qingmo subconsciously took a few steps back and looked at him from head to toe, "That's why you called me out? Yan Yiming, you take yourself too seriously."

He said with a faint smile, "Elder Sister, I am serious. Before you, I, Yan Yiming, always took myself seriously. Naturally, others dare not take me seriously."

Yue Qingmo took a few steps back more cautiously, widening the distance between the two, "Yan Yiming, what exactly do you want to do?"

"I don't want to do anything, I just want you...to die." Yan Yiming had a consistent smile on his face, and when he said the last two words, his handsome face was a bit distorted, and it was particularly ferocious under the moonlight .

Yue Qingmo raised her eyebrows in disdain, "It's up to you? You don't think I'm afraid of you because you're a sword cultivator, do you?"

Yan Yiming was still standing opposite her smiling, but Dongmenqing's contemptuous laughter came from a distance, "Then you don't think that among us people from Shenzhou are afraid of you, a master of craftsman?"

(End of this chapter)