Everyone said that it was troublesome enough to find Cheng Yaojin on the way, but no one told him what to do if a group of Cheng Yaojin showed up on the way.
"Young Master!" The shout of the divine attendant beside him brought him back to his senses.
A sneer appeared on Mu Yang's face, Yin Nian, I really belong to you.
"Stop everyone!" He knew that Yin Nian would not be so obedient and just surrendered. She was very smart.
He will never be driven into despair by the difficulties before him.
Mu Yang can become the best young generation in the Western District now, not only because of his talent, but also because the Mu family's training method is rare and harsh among all families. The difference between harsh and strict is a world of difference.
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At that time, in order to welcome Feng Yuan, when half of the seeds were planted into his body, he was actually still young, earlier than Feng Qing and other outsiders thought.
At that time, under the strict requirements of his father, he trained every day without even an inch of good skin.
At such a young age, he didn't understand why he had to work hard. He just felt that adults were turning him into a 'tool' that he could brag about for the sake of his own ambitions and desires.
'You are the only child of the Mu family, you must be number one, so that the Mu family can be number one in the future.'
'Do you think you can live for yourself?'
‘Stand up, why are you crying? You are a man, not a woman, and even women don’t cry as much as you do.’
'Why can't you learn such a simple thing? Why do you dare to talk back? Lock him in the cellar and don't let him out without an order!'
'Think about it for me, why are you working so hard!'
Just when he was imprisoned in the filthy cellar, he was covered in wounds and even thought that it would be good to die like this. His father would have children again and would not force him anymore.
He closed his eyes and curled up: "That's it, why do I have to live a more tiring life than others?"
But at that moment, the seeds planted in half of his body suddenly became hot.
It dispelled the darkness and drowsiness in the cellar.
A strong light split open in his chaotic and painful spiritual world. It was neither seen nor touched, but a wonderful perception. Just like a clone, he felt the will and pain of another person.
The man's pain was a thousand times worse than his, but a young but powerful voice kept coming from his mind, coming from someone he didn't know.
"I will not die, I will definitely live."
"I will definitely take revenge, and I will not die silently like a bug!"
That day was a day that overturned all his knowledge. What suddenly appeared in front of him was not so much a person, but more like a mirror. It was more immature but more determined than him, without any blame or self-destruction, and it reflected his clearly.
Cowardice and retreat shattered his self-righteous grievances and excuses.
That day he climbed out of the cellar by himself.
After crawling out, I saw that my father had not left and was always guarding the entrance of the cellar.
Seeing him crawl out, even a moment of surprise flashed across his cold face, "It seems you figured it out on your own."
He still remembered that the moonlight was very bright that day. He often knelt under his father's shadow. But that day, he did not kneel down, but looked up at his father. The shadow could not cover him and shone on him.
on the body.
"Now do you understand why you're trying so hard?"
He can still clearly remember what he answered when he was young.
"I don't quite understand yet, but there is someone I really want to see."
The figure in my memory can only be felt but cannot be seen or touched, and now it can finally overlap with these figures leaping high.
As he grew up, that vague figure changed from someone he met to someone he wanted to meet.
Several figures were as slippery as loaches.
None of the servants of God were caught.
He twisted his wrist and said, "Get out of the way, I'll do it!"
The golden wings of light unfolded from his back, and his whole body turned into a hurricane, sweeping up sand and dust. He raised his hand, and the overwhelming spiritual power directly hit Yin Nian's face in the crowd with numerous whirls.
Burning pain.
She did not avoid it, but stared at Mu Yang more intently.
It's really interesting. He was more serious about catching her than the last time he fought with Feng Qing. At that time, the world was in chaos and he was struggling to survive. Yin Nian didn't pay much attention to him at all. Now he can finally clearly perceive how strong this famous young master in the West District is.
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The wind brought up by the sleeves was so strong that it could cut her clothes open.
Yin Nian was so close that there were a few thin blood marks on his neck.
He is already very close to the God King.
He quickly caught the women and suddenly lifted their hoods.
But they discovered that under their hoods, these women were all wearing masks.
This mask is a magical weapon from the West District. It is used by people on the black market to hide their appearance. Many people have it. It is not very common, but it would take at least half a stick of incense to peel it off violently.
Mu Yang looked ugly, not sure who among these people was Yin Nian or whether there was Yin Nian.
Yin Nian slowly lowered her eyelids. She vaguely covered half of her ordinary face. She turned around and patted several girls who were also surprised: "Hey."
She spoke in a very low voice and took out a few blood-red pills from her palm.
"Good stuff, do you want to buy it?"
The group of girls looked inexplicably anxious and impatient. They pushed Yin Nian away and said, "Get out of here, we are busy!"
Yin Nian chuckled.
These people were carefully selected by her. Like the maids, they looked at Mu Yang with sentimental and affectionate expressions, and their love was clear.
Yin Nian chuckled and stuck it on like a candy bar.
"Sisters, aren't you surprised why there are so many Yin Nian?"
Sure enough, those people turned their heads back.
"I just heard what they were saying there. They were pretending to be uncooked rice and cooked rice. Try it and you won't lose a piece of meat or something."
"I guess these are not true Yin Nian!"
"Look at my medicine." Yin Nian laughed, "I just stole it from them. I heard that if you take this medicine, you will become a 'sweetheart' in the eyes of others."
The expressions of several women changed, "You are so brave, you dare to steal here!"
Yin Nian quickly begged for mercy, pointed at Mu Yang who was holding a group of women in the sky and couldn't do anything about it in a short time, and said: "Oh, forgive me, am I not doing this to support my family? And they have bad intentions in front of them, too.
You can't blame me, right? If it weren't for me, wouldn't the young master be deceived by them?"
Jealous? Of course you will be jealous!
But after being jealous, they quickly figured out that although this trick was risky, it worked.
Mu Yang is a well-known gentleman. If it is true that the rice is cooked, he will definitely take responsibility.
If you hang out in front of people, it's not impossible to fall in love over time.
"Sisters, you see, they can only wear masks without medicine. This medicine is useless for me as a grown man to hold." She touched her disguised face and laughed loudly, "Why don't you sell it to
Sisters?"
How long can those maids delay?
She didn't expect those people to last long, and he, Mu Yang, was not a fool.
Sure enough, Mu Yang's expression in the sky turned cold: "Who are you?"
Obviously there is only one Yin Nian, and the rest are people fishing in troubled waters.
As for whether these people will doubt her...
"You bastard!"
Sure enough, Yin Nian felt relieved.
"You actually compare us to those shameless bitches?"
They would doubt him, but it is definitely not in this chaotic time. It is good for a very smart person to have five points of sanity left in the chaos. Moreover, Yin Nian also touched the point that they envied, making them angry.
I won’t think so much next time.
"Sorry, sorry, I'm leaving right away!"
Unexpectedly, Yin Nian turned around and left without any hesitation.
This made the group of women pause.
Yin Nian walked slowly to the toilet at the back.
"Master, why don't you..."
Before he finished speaking the spicy words, Yin Nian had already spoken: "Shh."
"Hey." A voice came from behind her in a sneaky voice, "I... I want them all, please give me a price!"
She was one of the women from before.
She blushed, but she still held on to her dignity and arrogance, and said condescendingly: "It's not for your own use, it's to prevent you from using this to incite others. Do you understand?"
Yin Nian smiled slightly and said, "One person can only buy one."
She held out her fingers excitedly, "This number of spiritual crystals!"
"Fifty? Fifty thousand spiritual crystals?" the woman was surprised.
Yin Nian shook his head: "Add another zero~"
It's hard to believe that at such a dangerous time.