"Fu...uh, Miss Gongsun just left like that?" Qing Yi Lingxu smiled evilly and leaned against the pillar, assuming a posture that he thought was good.
"If you don't do a good Mohist argument, why are you pretending to be a Confucianist!" The yellow-haired girl rushed forward, punching and kicking her.
"Do you know martial arts?" Jin Yao was confused. In his previous life, he had never heard that Gongsun Linglong knew martial arts.
"My father is a grandmaster, and Uncle Zhong is a grandmaster. What makes you have the illusion that I don't know martial arts!" Gongsun Linglong was still angry after being beaten, so he kicked him twice.
In the past, I couldn't beat you, so I pretended not to know martial arts, but now, your level has fallen, why don't you take action?
"Look, let me tell you, no one who hangs out with him is normal!" Lan and the God Slayer Swordsman turned around silently, turning a blind eye.
The masters sent by the famous masters to protect them were also silent for a while, and then they walked silently to the roadside with the God Slayer Swordsmen and counted ants. It was better for them to leave the adults alone.
"A lot of people are watching, can you save some face for me?" Jin Yao is very innocent. It's not that he doesn't want to resist, he really can't beat him.
"Do you still have face?" Gongsun Linglong finally finished venting her anger, straightened her clothes, and returned to her quiet and virginal appearance.
"..." Jin Yao was silent. It seemed that he had never had a good image in front of Gongsun Linglong.
"You put me to sleep and just want to leave?" After a long silence, Jin Yao suddenly spoke.
"Huh?" Lan, the Swordsman God, and all the famous masters all turned around and grabbed a big piece of grass. Is it such a powerful thing?
"When did I sleep with you?" Gongsun Linglong's beautiful eyes widened.
"Then where did I sleep last night?"
"A place where celebrities live!"
"Is that your boudoir?"
"yes!"
"Is this your bed?"
"yes!"
"Is it your quilt?"
"yes!"
"What were you doing at five o'clock last night?"
"sleep!"
"What am I doing?"
"sleep!"
"So, at five o'clock last night, were we all sleeping together?"
"yes!"
"You are sleeping and I am sleeping, so do we sleep together?"
"yes!"
The air suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at Jin Yao in shock. Your logic, well, no problem!
"So, to put it another way, didn't I put everyone in Xianyang to sleep last night?" Lan asked hesitantly, looking at the divine swordsman and famous guards beside him.
"..." The divine swordsman and the famous guard were both silent. What you said seems to be correct. In other words, we also slept with all Xianyang!
"You... you are a disciple!" Gongsun Linglong was furious, thinking that she was a noble daughter of a famous family, but she had never defended against a disciple of the Mohist family!
"If you didn't sleep with me and didn't want to be responsible, why did you run away secretly?" Jin Yao continued to argue.
"When did I sneak away!" Gongsun Linglong was even more speechless.
"Now, don't you have a guilty conscience? Why did you hit me as soon as we met and didn't give me a chance to speak!" Jin Yao continued to tease her with his small mouth.
Seeing Jin Yao's crackling words, Gongsun Linglong didn't know how to argue at all, so she blocked his mouth in a fit of anger.
"I grabbed a big piece of grass!" Lan, the Swordsman God and the famous guard stared at the two of them with wide eyes. Are you so proactive?
"Pa~" There was another crisp sound. Gongsun Linglong covered her face in astonishment and looked at Jin Yao with wide eyes in disbelief. Her mind became even more confused. What did I just do? Why did he dare to hit me?
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Jin Yao was also stunned for a moment, pursed his lips, and then looked at his hands again, as if it was a conditioned reflex.
"That's right, it's still that familiar smell!" Lan looked at the stunned Swordsman God and the famous guard, and nodded calmly. The debater was looking at this.
Blocks never disappoint.
"Next time before you kiss me, remember to tell me in advance!" Jin Yaotian said shamelessly.
"Who wants to kiss you!" Gongsun Linglong was about to cry but had no tears.
"Isn't this evidence? It hurts!" Jin Yao pointed to his bitten lip and said.
"I...ignore you, you bastard!" Gongsun Linglong angrily ran back to the carriage, then stuck out her head and cursed at the guard, "Don't leave yet!"
"Ah? Oh!" The famous guard belatedly said goodbye to the Mo family and his entourage, and then drove away in a carriage.
"After sleeping, after beating, after biting, you run away. It's greener than my Mo family!" Jin Yao watched speechlessly as the carriage stretched out his figure in the field of vision.
"Did you do this on purpose?" Lan walked up to Jin Yao and asked.
"What's intentional?" Jin Yao looked at Lan blankly, then pursed his bleeding lips.
Lan looked at Jin Yao carefully and wondered whether this guy was doing it on purpose or if he was just being straight.
On the carriage, Gongsun Linglong also regained his composure. He touched his lips and unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth. He knew that he liked the way he looked in Confucian clothes, so he changed into Confucian clothes specially, but he looked really unworthy of a beating in white clothes.
ah!
"Go back, go back, practice, practice, otherwise you won't even be able to beat a woman!" After the carriage disappeared from sight, Jin Yao walked towards Xianyang without a care in the world.
"This guy!" Lan didn't know what to say, or maybe he knew but didn't want to say it.
When he returned to the Mo family's stronghold, several invitations from famous assassins had been sent to him. Different from the previous banquets where nobles from the Qin State wanted to make friends with him, this time the weight was extremely heavy.
Behind the invitation are the real aristocrats and powerful forces of the Qin State, including the clan clan Hung Gong, Meng Wu representing Meng Ao, Lu Buwei from the civil service lineage, and the Jiuqing disciples.
"Instead of leaving one by one, let's bring everyone together!" Jin Yao looked at the thick invitation. Although the Mo family was powerful, they wanted to develop in Qin. None of these people could be offended, especially if they were missing.
Which family can really have the fun of doing things their own way, with the coachman delivering Hua Yuan?
Lan looked at the invitation and nodded. He also knew Jin Yao's plan. This was not Jin Yao's plan, but the decision of the entire Mo family.
Eggs cannot be put in the same basket. The Mohists knew very well that Qin was protecting Yanmen Pass or the entire northern Xinjiang. Once Li Mu was defeated and Qin invaded, the barbarians in the grassland would have no choice but to retreat even if they won.
Don't dare to take advantage of the situation and go south.
"So, where can we have a banquet?" Jin Yao looked at Lan. The Mo family's stronghold must not be suitable because the place is not big enough.
"How about going to Qin Palace?" Lan Chi asked.
"..." Jin Yao was silent. Do you really dare to think that if the Qin Palace borrowed it for you to hold a banquet, do you think you are the father of the King of Qin?
"Finally I know that the rich woman is well, but it's too late!" Jin Yao sighed. If Gongsun Linglong was here, there would definitely be no shortage of money. Xianyang has a lot of real estate for them to use to hold banquets.