The big guy behind the curtain

Chapter 40
Ye Mo blinked, sweating profusely.

He turned his head, and could feel a shocking murderous aura without looking, Tsing Yi stared at him firmly.

"Have you touched enough?"

Tsing Yi blushed, bit her red lips lightly, and said in a deep voice, as if death was urging her to die.

"It was really an accident."

Ye Mo said with a bitter face.

"is it?"

Tsing Yi's voice was as cold as ice, she wished she could kill this fool.

She stepped forward and gave Ye Mo a set of combined punches, which made his nose bruised and face swollen.

Tsing Yi had a dark face, it was the first time he saw someone take advantage of him so fresh and refined.

Ye Mo drew circles on the ground, wanting to cry but no tears.

He really had bad luck and didn't mean to.

Speaking of which, the hand felt quite good just now. It seemed that one hand could not wrap it, but two hands were almost the same.

cough cough.

A cold gaze fixed on Ye Mo, he didn't dare to take a breath, Tsing Yi guessed Ye Mo's little thoughts.

"You said...if I told Qing Ge what happened just now, what would she do?"

The green-clothed lotus moved slightly, with a quiet tone, gently brushing Ye Mo's cheek with her plain hand, and exhaled at him, like an orchid in an empty valley.

"No, Senior Sister will kill me."

Ye Mo burst into tears, he really didn't dare to think what would happen if that sick girl found out, he might cut off his own flesh piece by piece, it was too scary.

"So, if this kind of thing happens again in the future, you are dead."

Behind the Tsing Yi mask, her cheeks were rosy, and she was unstoppably ashamed. She gritted her teeth and stared at Ye Mo with her bright eyes.

"Don't worry, I won't dare again."

Ye Mo swore with four fingers.

As the saying goes, admit your mistakes resolutely and never correct them.

The attitude must be in place.

This matter is related to his life, and he absolutely dare not be sloppy, but he does not know when the bad luck will end.
Arriving at the northern branch of Fuyao Holy Land, it is located in the most prosperous street in Shencheng, and there are people everywhere, old and young, men and women, and it is noisy.

The very simple decoration is made of ancient wooden buildings. It is very introverted, but it is densely covered with patterns.

There is a family of Yuantian in the Eastern Wilderness and Northern Territory, who specialize in Yuanshu, has a long inheritance, and is full of talents.

Someone came to receive Ye Mo soon. It was an old man with restrained divine light. This was a half-step power with a strong aura, but his face was quite kind.

"Dare to ask, is it the saint in blue from Fuyao Holy Land?"

He looked at Tsing Yi first, without him, Tsing Yi's temperament was too outstanding, as if he was floating like a fairy, a Tsing Yi and a mask could not hide his peerless demeanor.

Even if she was standing quietly, she could feel the natural changes of Dao Yun around her.

"Is this the peerless arrogance of Fuyao Holy Land?"

There are people behind the door, this is a branch disciple of the Northern Territory, most of the divine power fluctuations are in the Dao Palace realm, and occasionally a few outstanding ones are in the Four Extremes realm.

They stared at Tsing Yi obsessively, their eyes full of admiration.

"The Saintess in Tsing Yi is indeed a peerless arrogance. I feel like my heart is about to melt. From now on, my true love is only one person!"

A disciple by the wall chuckled and drooled.

The person lying on top immediately became unhappy and slapped him twice.

"You deserve it too, don't look at yourself, the saint in blue can only be pursued by a genius like me, understand?"

The two disagreed, and immediately started fighting, and then more and more people joined the battle. Ye Mo watched all this and wiped his sweat.

"The roots of troubles."

He shook his head and glanced at the Tsing Yi beside him.

Fortunately, no one deliberately paid attention to the distance between him and Senior Sister Tsing Yi, otherwise his name in Zhongzhou would have spread to Donghuang.

"Wait, didn't you notice that there was a man standing next to the saint in blue?"

Someone spoke to remind the onlookers who were eating melons. They stopped their hands for an instant and gathered around to watch Ye Mo.

"How dare you get so close to my goddess, who is this little boy?"

The disciple who was beaten at first gritted his teeth.

"I remember that every time the Tianjiao of Zhongzhou came here, he would bring the people closest to him, could it be that?"

Their envious eyes instantly lit up, wishing they could peel off Ye Mo's skin.

Tsing Yi turned her head, her eyes were thoughtful, and she glanced at Ye Mo meaningfully, her delicate face hidden under the mask evoked a slight smile.

Inadvertently, she stood shoulder to shoulder with Ye Mo, there was almost no distance between them, and Ye Mo didn't notice this scene, mainly because the contract made him not suspicious.

"!!!"

"Bastard, I'm going to kill him!!"

A large group of people outside were furious, staring at the ignorant Ye Mo.

What's more, he could hardly control his anger, wishing he could rush up to fight Ye Mo.

Maybe this is a sudden disaster, the innocent Ye Mo will never know that his reputation as the King of Ruanfan will be spread from now on.

"Saint in Tsing Yi, in the near future, the arrogance of all the holy places will come to the city of God. There will be a grand banquet here, and I hope you can participate at that time."

Song Yang looked at Tsing Yi and said, at the same time, he also glanced at Ye Mo, remembering his appearance.

Those who can stand with the Peerless Tianjiao are definitely not ordinary people.

Moreover, Song Yang felt the blood energy of a real dragon from Ye Mo. It was hard to imagine that this was just a monk in the quadrupole realm.

This banquet is a very good platform for communication, and it can show off its muscles to other holy places. Although the source of heaven is not good, it will be able to win over qualified geniuses in the future.

"Excuse me. Who are the two of you?"

Song Yang hesitated, he couldn't see the relationship between the two people in front of him, logically speaking, it's inappropriate for them to be too close, but this is the saint again.
Tsing Yi smiled, and when she spoke, her voice was as gentle as a yellow warbler.

"Together."

"That's it, please wait a moment, Holy Maiden, the old man will arrange it right away."

Song Yang realized in an instant, was quite sensible, and walked away consciously.

Ye Mo blinked, he didn't quite understand what kind of medicine was sold in Tsing Yi Gourd, two people shared a room, if Ye Mo was a little bolder, this book might be gone.

Tsing Yi seemed a little tired. He grabbed Ye Mo with one hand and leaned his head on his shoulder. From the perspective of outsiders, the saint in Tsing Yi undoubtedly threw herself into Ye Mo's arms.

"Damn!!!"

Someone was so jealous that he was about to breathe fire. He was a Genius genius. He heard that the saintess from the Fuyao Holy Land in Zhongzhou came here and took the opportunity to pay a special visit. He did not expect to see this scene.

Minghua actually has an owner, and she is still a little boy in the quadrupole realm, which blinded their eyes with jealousy, and they wished to take a kitchen knife to chop Ye Mo into pieces.

Ye Mo felt that there was a line of sight behind him, and he was about to turn his head, but was firmly held by Tsing Yi's hand, so firm that Ye Mo felt that Tsing Yi was going to kill him.

"Brother, I'm tired"

Tsing Yi suddenly said shyly, gnashing her teeth lightly, her voice was greasy and quite abrasive.

Wearing a blue palace attire revealing a slender jade neck, her figure is slender and straight, plump and full of curves, and there is a little grievance in her words, which makes her all the more charming.

Ye Mo shuddered and broke out in a cold sweat. The saint in blue became very strange. If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, and she might be plotting against him.

(End of this chapter)