No. 112 The Third Life Stone "If you continue to look at me like this, I will think that you have slowly begun to fall in love with me." Ye Xieming's eyes were full of evil smiles.
Jing Yirong frowned slightly, "I'm just curious about what your face looks like under your silver face. Besides, I have no interest in a man who wears a mask all day long."
"Now you should practice how to make these wolves bow to you." Ye Xieming unexpectedly changed the subject.
"How to do it?" Jing Yirong glanced at the wolves behind Ye Xieming who were staring at her. Their eyes were obviously fierce. If it weren't for Ye Xieming, they would have probably pounced on her. Even though
She was curious as to why Ye Xieming was suddenly so kind, but if he continued to teach her, there was no reason for her not to learn more skills.
Ye Xieming pointed at the wolf closest to him, "Wolves are social animals. When they attack, they are also in groups of three or five. There is only one head among these wolves. The wolf next to me now is their original one."
Wolf heads, so when you meet a pack of wolves, you must first find their heads. Generally, the head is the strongest one in the pack and is also the one at the front of the pack."
"So all I have to do to defeat the wolf next to you is the wolf?" Jing Yirong asked.
Ye Xieming shook his head, "If you take action now, the wolves will attack in groups."
"Let's get straight to the point," Jing Yirong said impatiently, "What exactly am I going to do."
"Wolves will not be aggressive towards one kind of creature, that is, their own kind. When a wolf provokes their wolf head, the wolves will only watch and not attack, because they know that the two wolves are competing for the wolf's head.
"Yes." Ye Xieming explained unhurriedly, "I know you will ask again how to make them think you are the same kind."
"Since you know what I'm asking, just answer it directly."
"The convenience is very simple, but unfortunately according to your qualifications, even if you want to learn it, it will take half a month. Although Shangguan Xi is not interested in Nalan Qingyi, I'm afraid he doesn't have the patience to make him wait for half a month."
Ye Xieming said with ulterior motives.
Jing Yirong approached Ye Xieming, and the wolves behind Ye Xieming immediately raised their heads and stared directly at Jing Yirong. Jing Yirong ignored this and stared at Ye Xieming coldly, "I know you have other ways.
You can make the wolf behind you think that I am the same kind, just tell me what your conditions are."
"I want one person's life." Ye Xieming's deep voice seemed to be tainted with a faint breeze.
Jing Yirong sneered, "Ye Xieming, what you said is too ridiculous. With your Ye Xieming's martial arts, there are people in the world who you can't kill. Are you kidding me by asking me to kill for you?"
"Some people have to die in your hands to achieve certain effects. I don't limit your time for this person. I don't ask you to kill him specifically. It won't be too late to kill him when you meet him one day."
"What if I never meet him in this life?" Jing Yirong's cold eyes seemed to penetrate Ye Xieming's thoughts.
A strange light burst into Ye Xieming's pupils, "Do you think I, Ye Xieming, will do a loss-making business? I said you will meet me when I meet you."
"His name." Jing Yirong accepted Ye Xieming's request, just because she wanted to quickly go to Yujian Villa to save Nalan Qingyi. In her eyes, let alone one person's life, even if it belongs to everyone in the world
Life is no match for a Nalan Qingyi.
"Shan Yuan." Ye Xieming's eyes flashed with murderous intent, "You just need to remember to put this man's head in front of me one day. If one day you see him and don't do anything, I will use you."
The people closest to you are here to save your life."
Jing Yirong's eyes were cold, "I, Jing Yirong, will definitely do whatever I promise. Just tell me the quickest way."
"I will tell you the method tonight, and you can go rescue your lover Nalan Qingyi early tomorrow morning." Ye Xieming's rich voice clearly contained a hint of teasing.
Jing Yirong ignored Ye Xieming and walked towards the thatched house. It had to be said that Ye Xieming's personality was torturous. She didn't understand why he insisted on doing something at night, when he could tell her now.
"Wait," Ye Xieming's voice sounded from behind.
Jing Yirong stopped and turned around, "Is there anything else?"
"Come to a place with me now." Ye Xieming's tough tone did not mean to ask questions at all.
Jing Yirong's face was expressionless, "Ye Xieming, I hope you don't get it wrong. I just agreed to help you kill people just because we made a deal. I'm not listening to you, so don't use this kind of order now.
You are not qualified to talk to me in this tone, and I don't have the need."
"Jing Yirong, since you are the woman that I, Ye Xieming, like, I must tame you."
"I am not the wolves behind you, and you will not be my master." After Jing Yirong said that, she ignored Ye Xieming and turned around to walk towards the thatched house again. There was no one who could force her to do something she didn't want to do.
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Ye Xieming stared at Jing Yirong with his eyes intently, and the indifferent face under the silver face gradually became covered with a layer of evil. The next second, the black figure was close to Jing Yirong. When Jing Yirong found out, he had already been
Ye Xieming held her waist and moved between the mountains and forests. The two moving figures were hundreds of meters away in just the blink of an eye.
Jing Yirong wanted to resist but was restrained by Ye Xieming, unable to move. Ye Xieming was arrogant and proud, "It will take some time for you to break free from my hand."
Jing Yirong glared at Ye Xieming fiercely, gave up her struggle and let Ye Xieming lead her forward. Facing Ye Xieming, she just felt frustrated, so defeating Ye Xieming was also her ultimate goal.
Ye Xieming took Jing Yirong to a mountain top that towered into the clouds, and landed on a stone on the edge of the mountain. A cold wind blew through the abyss, lifting the gauze on both of them. Black
The robe and light green gauze are flying in the wind, describing a strange scenery.
Jing Yirong pushed Ye Xieming away and stood on the other side of the stone, "Don't tell me, this is where you want to take me. It turns out you also have this leisurely mood."
"Do you know the name of the stone under our feet?"
"I'm not interested in knowing." Jing Yirong looked indifferent.
Ye Xieming was not angry but answered patiently, "This stone is called the Sansheng Stone. It is a marriage stone left behind by Yue Lao when he came to the world. As long as a man and woman climb up this mountain that towers into the clouds and fall on this Sansheng Stone
Whether they want it or not, their names will be remembered by this stone, and they will not be able to get rid of each other in the next three lives and hundreds of years."
After hearing this, Jing Yirong immediately flew down the rocks, "Although this childish story makes people feel ridiculous, even if it is just a ridiculous legend, I don't want to stand with you."
Ye Xieming's eyes turned cold, and the black figure moved towards Jing Yirong, firmly grasping Jing Yirong's hand with one hand, and pulled Jing Yirong to stand on the Sansheng Stone again, "You think you can just say you don't want to, and you can stop being with me.
stand together."
"Let me go." Jing Yirong gritted his teeth.
Ye Xieming approached Jing Yirong's ear and provoked, "Jing Yirong, today I just want you to know that the person standing with you on the Sansheng Stone is not Nalan Qingyi but Ye Xieming!"
"Childish." Jing Yirong simply gave up the struggle, "Ye Xieming, you are so ridiculous, do you think I will become your woman like this? I don't care who I stand on this rotten stone, stand in my heart
The only person on the list is Nalan Qingyi."
"In the near future, there will be more than just him." Ye Xieming placed his big palm on Jing Yirong's heart, feeling the beating of her heart through her thin clothes, and said proudly, "The position in your heart will one day stand.
The last me."
Jing Yirong pushed Ye Xieming's hand away, "Stop dreaming, you probably don't know that I didn't have a heart in the first place, because Nalan Qingyi's heart was slowly born, so this heart is destined to be there."
It’s too small and can only accommodate one person.”
"If this is the case, your heart will be empty once Nalan Qingyi dies." Ye Xie pointed out.
Jing Yirong grabbed Ye Xieming's collar, exuding ruthless killing intent, "You'd better not touch him, otherwise I will definitely make your life worse than death."
"He is useful to you and me. I won't touch him for the time being." Ye Xieming seemed to be giving alms, "Don't worry, Jing Yirong, I will let him stay with you quietly. Don't be so sensitive.
This is nothing like the cold-blooded and ruthless Jing Yirong I have seen before."
"You'd better do this." Jing Yirong let go of Ye Xieming and jumped off the Sansheng Stone again, "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you anymore. You can stand on this rotten stone as long as you want."
Jing Yirong turned around and was about to leave, but Ye Xieming stopped Jing Yirong again, "Jing Yirong!"
Jing Yirong turned around and saw that Ye Xieming had also jumped off the Sansheng Stone. He grabbed a branch from the ground and used the branch to carve the words "Ye Xieming and Jing Yirong" on the Sansheng Stone. With just the branch, he could carve the words "Ye Xieming and Jing Yirong" on the stone.
The two names carved on it allowed Jing Yirong to once again witness Ye Xieming's martial arts prowess. But what was shocking was that the names of the two people on the Sansheng Stone were actually sucked into the stone. After a while, the stone surface was as smooth as ever, and it was completely gone.
No trace of engraved writing can be found.
Jing Yirong stared at everything in front of him dumbfounded. Ye Xieming took the opportunity to step forward and grab Jing Yirong's hand. He pressed Jing Yirong's hand on the Sansheng Stone and then placed his right palm on the stone surface.
The place where the two names were engraved on the face flashed, and their names actually appeared again at the same time.
Ye Xieming's charming eyes were filled with a smile, "It seems that our names have been recorded on the Sansheng Stone."
Jing Yirong glanced at Ye Xieming in a daze, and the next second she retracted her hand in panic, taking a few steps back with a pale face. At that moment, a panic and fear surged in her heart. Compared to
Nalan Qingyi was arrested and Nalan Zhijin was nervous when she was injured. This time, the fear actually made her deeply confused.
Jing Yirong thought that she would not feel like this even if she died, but she actually felt it at that moment. She thought that she had never been afraid of Ye Xieming, but just now and now she was so afraid of Ye Xieming, as if
His words will one day come true, and one day everything he owns will be broken because of her.
"You are afraid." Ye Xieming had no doubts, just stating the facts.
Jing Yirong came back to her senses and suppressed the uncontrollable thoughts in her heart, "You are too conceited. Do you think I will be afraid of you? Ye Xieming, I have no interest in accompanying you here to look at this rotten stone, and neither do you."
Don't think you can deceive me with these little tricks, I, Jing Yirong, and you, Ye Xieming, will never have any trouble in this life."