Chapter 98 Descendants of the ancient king who migrated
Mo Fan, the old ruffian in the magic city, also sincerely admired Yuan Ming for risking his life to feed the tiger this time. Unexpectedly, he had only returned to the villa after not seeing her for a long time, but he would blaspheme the self-righteous eldest daughter of the Mu family.
Yuan Ming carried the poorly clothed assassin back to the dilapidated villa, followed by Qin Yi, who had a tight face.
Arriving at the back room, Yuan Ming closed the door without ceremony.
Yuan Ming threw Mu Tingying onto the Simmons bed and tied her hands and feet with a belt. Not worried, he took off his pants and used them as ropes.
The magic pull of the undead should be a very powerful move against "ordinary people" who have no magic power, although it cannot use the souls of survivors for their own use.
It was still effective to control this woman, who almost lost control of her body.
Coupled with the oppressive feeling of magic cultivation.
Yuan Ming had a clearer idea.
"Contract of the Dead!!!"
This is more advanced than the Mongolian sweat medicine and cartilage powder that is commonly used by flower pickers in martial arts stories. Under the pressure of magic energy, the mind is clear, but the body is as soft as a pool of warm jade. It is difficult to bite your tongue to commit suicide, but it is not
It hinders the tactful moaning.
With one slap, a bright red five-fingerprint appeared on the pink cheek. Without opening his eyes, Yuan Ming slapped her twice more, finally beating this arrogant woman to death.
Opening his eyes, without struggling or resisting, he closed them again and softly said something that made Yuan Ming almost burst into rage: "Hurry up, I will just treat you as a dog."
Yuan Ming leaned over and stroked her cold, red face, and said sympathetically, "Does it hurt?"
Mu Tingying remained motionless.
Yuan Ming didn't put on any pretense and directly took Mu Tingying's last line.
Bound by the undead contract, Mu Tingying is now not only physically weak, but also her soul is constantly trembling with weakness.
The joy of the soul is far more than that of the body. At the same time, Yuan Ming's hidden identity gave Mu Yingting a different kind of pleasure.
emperor?!
The beauty was already dripping with sweat and her eyes were dim with tears.
Yuan Ming chuckled and said: "Actually, your life and death have nothing to do with me. No matter how bad the world is, I can guarantee my own life, and at worst I can survive alone... The past is irreversible, but the future can be changed, so,
There are people who try their best but can't make any waves, and there are people who can turn the world upside down with a single thought. Do you think I am that kind of person? It's time to start changing, isn't it?"
Cheeks full of tears.
Yuan Ming suddenly spread his fingers to hold her... without any tenderness as before. Mu Tingying felt a bone-piercing pain. Yuan Ming smiled ferociously:
"I have a good heart, and I will sell you the regret medicine once. As long as you are willing to serve me, until the day when you are old, I promise that you will still be Mu Tingying, and I will not investigate your Mu family identity. Serving an emperor is not worth it.
Isn’t it nothing?”
Mu Tingying choked and sobbed even more.
Yuan Ming suddenly took the medicine and said, "I remember, the Mu family has had irreconcilable conflicts with me. They were such a lovable family, but after three years they could only survive."
"Ah~ you!!" Yinya bit her teeth slightly.
Mu Tingying fainted.
Yuan Ming was stunned. Was he fainted from fright?
The meaning is still not finished.
That’s all, there will be plenty of time in the future anyway.
It was enjoyable, but not long ago, the eldest daughter of the Mu family was as erect as a dead person. After touching it for a few times, Yuan Ming lost interest. If it was just a beautiful body, Yuan Ming would have been tired of seeing it. He could have had as much as he wanted two thousand years ago.
.
He sat up, put on his clothes, and looked down at Mu Tingying, who was sleeping in a dazed state. The resentment in Yuan Ming's chest and the sullenness in his eyes faded a bit. She was just a silly girl, nothing unusual.
If you use ten to designate a beauty, this guy only has eight and a half fingers of beauty, which is still far behind Mu Ningxue, a beauty with nine fingers.
Qin Yi can also be regarded as the pinnacle among the eight fingers.
Yuan Ming worked hard for two hours and ate some of the thoughtful takeaways ordered by Qin Yi. Not to mention, talking about enjoyment, people in this era are much better than before. He brought a swivel chair into the room and slapped him awake again.
Mu Tingying stared at the mountains in front of her chest and said with a smile.
"Originally, the undead contract can only be easily established based on the willingness of both parties, but you are really vain and have no sense of resistance at all. From now on, you can call me Taozi! I live and you live, and I die and you die. I think you should have already
Understood."
Mu Tingying finally became hoarse and cried.
Yuan Ming sneered and said, "Yuan Taozi, what a nice name."
She stared blankly at Yuan Ming.
She gritted her teeth and said aggrievedly: "Peach sounds too unpleasant."
Yuanming became angry from shame, stood up suddenly and said: "You fucked the dog, do you think you have the qualifications to negotiate terms!"
As soon as she stood up, she heard Mu Tingying softly say: "I will be your slave. From today on, I am just Yuan Taozi."
Yuan Ming turned around and stared at Yu Huakui, who looked lifeless, and asked, "Can I trust you?"
She closed her eyes and said sadly: "I shouldn't even be able to commit suicide now."
Yuan Ming hesitated for a moment, then loosened her hands and feet, and then stayed away.
"You sleep here today. Tomorrow you follow Qin Yi to the ancient capital. You can help me manage the Qin family. Don't expect to escape. This magic is more reliable than the summoning contract."
She sneered and said, "Oh, a group of dozens of people deserves to be called a clan?"
The bond of the soul allowed Yuan Ming to know how much this arrogant woman weighed.
She is an expert at doing this!
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The moon and stars were dim, and the two quietly left the magical city of Anjie.
The reincarnation of the ancient king and Qin Yi, the descendant of the ancient king, encountered demons on the way and could not fight without fighting.
Because what happened in the ancient capital hit the world almost like a tsunami, tonight all eyes were fixed on the Capital of the Undead in the center of the continent.
An hour after Sha Yuan left, a large number of descendants of the ancient kings entered the ancient capital, and the Qin family became the ones to lead them.
These people have clear records in the Magic Association. It is only because of their descendants from the ancient king that the ordinary people in "Ju'an Village" can live with peace of mind in the Land of the Dead.
Su Xiaoluo is considered a branch of the descendants of the ancient king, but after entering the Qin family compound, tonight he became the leader of this group of refugees, intentionally or unintentionally.
This group of aunts and uncles who had never been born all said that Su Xiaoluo was young and smart, so they told her the task of contacting Yuan Ming.
However, any smart person can see that it is just because the people in Ju'an Village don't understand Yuan Ming's temperament that they throw bricks and mortar in such a way.
After walking another kilometer, a girl who was conservatively dressed but had at least eight fingers of beauty was helplessly waiting for her future master.
"Hello...hello." Su Xiaoluo greeted hesitantly.
Yuan Ming was a little surprised.
Of course, it's not that Su Xiaoluo doesn't have messy things like three knocks and nine kneels. At this time, a space magician standing next to Su Xiaoluo is the real troublesome person.
How could Yuan Ming feel wrong about the fluctuations in the space system?
The descendants of the undead in the ancient capital, Su Xiaoluo's branch should belong to the Zhao family.
Compared with the remnants of the Qin family, they still have a better life. I heard Qin Yi's younger brother Qin Hao said that when they really couldn't survive, they also thought about seeking refuge with the Zhao family in Ju'an Village, the undead.
Yuan Ming also conducted a preliminary study on the descendants of the family who survived under the protection of armor. There should be 300 people, and there were extremely few magicians.
Not to mention, the man in front of me was several levels better than him in magic cultivation.
Yuan Ming's hand behind his back has already grasped the thunderbolt. As long as the mage makes any changes, a thunderbolt will come down and he will be sure to run faster than a rabbit.
As long as the green hills remain, there is no need to worry about running out of firewood.
As a human being, no one cherishes life more than him.
Of course, there are still things that are more noble than life.
"Are you here to kill me?"
The man wearing a fancy magician costume raised his head, looked at Yuan Ming, and shook his head seriously.
"no."
Lowering his head, after the space magic energy surged, the man disappeared directly on the spot, the space moved, and the release speed was so fast!
"Well... the head of the family? He never told us, but when our family was about to leave, he brought a group of magicians to pick us up... Oh, by the way, he said his surname was Xiao!"
Hearing this, Yuan Ming nodded and murmured to himself.
"Oh, then I know who he is. No wonder there is such a strong sense of oppression. It seems that some things are no longer secrets. What is supposed to come will still come."
Su Xiaoluo stared helplessly at this unreasonable young man, who looked just like those grandpas with an inscrutable look on his face.
But she didn't think too much about it. She was the family's mouthpiece, so there was no need to make herself uncomfortable.
"The man surnamed Zhao said that among the 351 people from Ju'an Village, 46 magicians have all joined the Qin family, but we only obey your orders and will never have anything to do with the Qin family.
Relationship, from now on, our lives are your belongings!"
What Su Xiaoluo said was genuine and passionate. The person named Zhao she mentioned should be the person in charge of the Zhao family.
He was very arrogant, he must have already known his identity, and he didn't even come to see me himself.
Seeing Yuan Ming looking at him blankly, Su Xiaoluo thought he had said something wrong and quickly thought about what he had just said.
I don't like Zhao, the descendant of the ancient king, because I don't have a relatively pure bloodline. At most, I am unwilling to accept the arrogance and domineering behavior of some orthodox boys and girls.
"Well, since what you said is so good, you will be the leader of the Zhao family from now on. You and Qin Yi will help the eight-and-a-half fingers you will meet soon."