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Chapter 124 Merge is so amazing, he can predict the future

The sword blade stopped three inches above Ji Mo's head.

What stops the other side is not force, but financial resources.

A bright golden ticket stood in front of the sword, blocking the attack.

"Ten thousand taels of gold!"

Yao Weiwei looked at the golden ticket in front of her, her crystal-like silver pupils suddenly dilated.

The Yao tribe has always been poor, and her tribe has recently encountered a survival crisis. These 10,000 taels of gold tickets are enough to solve their urgent needs, which makes her very excited.

"Your Excellency, my brother Mo didn't mean to offend. I was just careful. Even if I invite you to tea, I would like to apologize."

Ying Tianbao showed a warm smile and handed over the golden ticket in his hand.

Yao Weiwei hesitated a little, thinking between her own dignity and the plight of her tribe.

But when Ying Tianbao took out another golden ticket, her hesitation disappeared instantly and she no longer hesitated.

He immediately took the gold ticket and took back the sword, pretending that nothing had happened.

"Xiaobao, why did you give her money and just let her cut it?"

Ji Mo was very heartbroken. This witch was obviously trying to frame him up, and thus stole 20,000 taels of gold. It was so unreasonable.

Isn't it just a sword strike? Let her do it. As long as she doesn't get killed, no matter how serious the injury is, it's just a matter of a few pills.

"Brother Mo, it's not a problem that can be solved with money. Just think of spending money to eliminate disasters."

Ying Tianbao said softly.

This is also for the sake of Ji Mo's reputation. If it gets too big, it may damage Ji Mo's reputation.

Since it can be solved with a little money, it's better to make it a trivial matter.

"It's not worth it."

Ji Mo still felt a loss. With twenty thousand taels of gold, wouldn't it be nice to build a little golden man to hug him every day?

Besides, he didn't do anything, so wouldn't his reputation as a scoundrel be confirmed?

"Not worth it?"

Yao Weiwei suddenly raised her eyebrows. If she hadn't been in urgent need of money recently, she would have easily spared this pervert and would have dealt with him well.

As a result, this pervert actually said that he was not worthy and was too much of a bully.

Don't you deserve it?

In terms of figure and appearance, they are not top-notch. I have been looking at you for so long and I have to pay 20,000 taels of gold to settle the matter. You are the pervert who has made a lot of money.

"Forget it, you only have a few days to live, so I won't argue with you."

Ji Mo looked at Yao Weiwei again and said nothing.

"Are you cursing me?"

Yao Weiwei almost ran away on the spot.

This dead man is really morally corrupt and has such a vicious heart. He actually cursed himself. He must give him some color.

When Ying Tianbao saw that something was wrong, he immediately pulled Ji Mo away and headed to the private room.

"Brother Mo, women are unreasonable, let alone a witch. Don't be as knowledgeable as her."

After Ying Tianbao entered the reserved private room, he picked up tea and poured a cup for Ji Mo to let him calm down.

"Xiaobao, you don't think I cursed that witch, do you?"

Ji Mo took the tea and drank it in one gulp, "I saw a strong curse in her body. This witch must have done too many bad things and suffered retribution."

"Ah, I thought when you said big before, you were referring to how big she is. Turns out you were referring to the power of the other party's curse?"

Ying Tianbao felt ashamed in his heart. How could he misunderstand Brother Mo's character? It's so inappropriate.

The power of the curse is so ethereal that even the emperor-level experts may not be able to detect it. Brother Mo can see it at a glance. It is really unfathomable!

His mind changed and he asked: "Brother Mo, please help me see if I have the power of a curse. My eldest brother has always wanted to murder me, and he will do whatever it takes. He may use some nasty means against me.

"

Ji Mo raised his eyes and looked at it with a strange expression, "It's strange, the curse was not discovered, but your soul is dim and it seems that the end is approaching."

"Don't be ridiculous, I'm living a good life."

Ying Tianbao smiled, then poured himself a cup of tea and took a sip.

"I must have made a mistake. I haven't practiced recently, so it's possible that I didn't see it correctly."

Ji Mo scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

After all, I've been really lazy lately, haven't practiced many skills well, and have become a bit rusty.

However.

At this moment, Ying Tianbao rolled his eyelids and a line of foam came out of the corner of his mouth, "This tea is poisonous..."

Before he finished speaking, his whole body was shaky, the fire of life dimmed rapidly, and he could no longer live.

The deadline is approaching!

Is this fulfilled?

Brother Mo is so amazing that he can predict the future, and his words are perfect!

Ying Tianbao's heart was filled with turmoil, and he used his last bit of strength to reach out and grab Ji Mo.

At this moment, only Ji Mo is his life-saving straw.

Ji Mo, with quick eyesight and quick hands, immediately supported Ying Tianbao and quickly took out a few pills for him to drink.

After a while, the grayness on Ying Tianbao's face slowly dissipated and he recovered.

He was still frightened. Fortunately, Brother Mo was by his side, otherwise he would be dead.

But the strange thing is, why did Brother Mo feel fine while drinking a pot of tea together, but he almost got cold?

It should be that Brother Mo has extraordinary magical powers, and his body has reached the point where he is indestructible and invulnerable to all poisons!

Suddenly, Ying Tianbao's estimate of Ji Mo's strength improved a few levels.

I feel extremely lucky to have met such an expert because of my discerning eye.

Ying Tianbao called the shopkeeper and asked him to give an explanation.

Poisoning actually happened in heaven and on earth, and it must be thoroughly investigated.

However, after a thorough investigation, nothing unusual was found, and the person who poisoned the place did not leave any traces.

You must know that there are several powerful spiritual saints sitting in Tianxia Renjian Inn, but they are not aware of it. It is conceivable that the background of the other party is definitely not simple.

"Dear guest, in order to express our apology, all your purchases in the store are free of charge, and we will mobilize a spiritual saint to protect your safety. What do you think?"

The shopkeeper sincerely apologized and offered compensation.

Heaven and Earth are always known for their safety, so if something happens to a customer in the store, that's fine.

Therefore, it can be said to be full of sincerity that the powerful spiritual saints are directly sent for personal protection.

Ying Tianbao refused without saying a word.

He no longer believes in the Inn of Heaven and Earth. Others can be poisoned without knowing it. Does he still expect you to protect your own safety?

Besides, who knows where the Holy Spirit came from? If he was suddenly stabbed in the back, wouldn't his death be in vain?

Having Ji Mo by his side was enough to ensure that he was safe and sound, but he didn't want to believe even half of the others.

"I didn't expect that my eldest brother actually wanted me to die so much."

Ying Tianbao looked very disappointed, then he looked at Ji Mo, feeling the warmth on his body, and his eyes became radiant again.

From now on, Brother Mo will be my big brother and my only support.

Ji Mo looked at Ying Tianbao with hope. He had saved the Ninth Prince again, so next, shouldn't there be a high gold reward?

He doesn't expect to have tens of millions of taels, he will be satisfied with a few thousand taels.

"Brother Mo, you saved my life again, you will be my biological brother from now on!"

Ying Tianbao hugged Ji Mo's shoulders, tears streaming down his face.

Then there was a heartfelt expression of gratitude, without any mention of gold.

Obviously, His Highness the Ninth Prince believes that feelings cannot be measured by money, and using gold to express his gratitude is a kind of blasphemy against his benefactor.

Ji Mo was speechless for a while, seeing that Ying Tianbao was crying so sadly, he didn't feel embarrassed to mention the money.

His heart was crying, he missed another 100 million!


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