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Leng Qingcheng raised his head and tried his best to suppress himself so that he wouldn't cry out loud. Such a strong and understanding girl, everyone was convinced.

Ye Tianmo also looked up to the sky. No, this won't do. Ye Tianmo coughed and said: "You all saw it, it's too touching. I am too embarrassed to continue bringing her away, how about this, go back and prevent others from saying that I'm bullying you."

Leng Qingcheng covered his face with both hands, stopping his tears: "Master Ye, how more do you want to humiliate me? Although Leng Qingcheng was a girl, he knew that words are always true.

You are a high and mighty Master, but for the sake of your glorious image, you allowed me to leave. Where is my face? There may be shameless people in Grand Desolate Emperor Garden, but this definitely does not include me. "

Leng Qingcheng found his sword, which Uncle Biao immediately hid behind his back, and said: "Young miss, do not be rash, do not be rash."

Leng Qingcheng pointed to Ye Tianmo's nose and said: "Master Ye, I want you to know that a scholar can be killed but not humiliated.

Ye Tianmo only wanted to smash his head into death, so Zhao Ninger said softly: "Beat her buttocks, make her clamor."

Ye Tianmo finally found his soulmate. He quickly turned his head and said in a low voice: "Miss Ning'er, don't speak nonsense. We cannot humiliate her because Leng Qingcheng is so proud."

Zhao Hongyu and the others all felt the same. They were not prisoners of war, but a wager to attack, and from the bottom of their hearts, they agreed with Leng Qingcheng's argument.

It could be said that Leng Qingcheng was the spokesperson for the Mad Song Eighteen Cavalry.

Looking at Ye Tianmo who had a frown on his face and turned his head back to look at his, she could not help but burst out laughing. He knew that the Demon King Ye was helpless, and deserved it.

Ye Tianmo sighed and said, "Ning'er, this prisoner of war will be managed by you. I will leave the task of washing your feet in the evening to her."

Zhao Ninger said angrily: "Who prepared foot washing water for you?"

Ye Tianmo said in all seriousness: "I suddenly remembered that I should talk about hygiene. From tomorrow onwards, this Demon will enjoy the days of someone serving me.

Beautiful. Let's go, let's go to the underground palace to watch the commotion and see if the Grand Elder was tricked by some beauty. "

Jiang Shaoxing shook his head helplessly, and could only smile bitterly at Ye Tianmo's sneering at the Great Clan Elder. Just say whatever you want to say. As long as he was happy, it was fine.

The bronze chariot arrived beside Lei Jingtian and the others, and Ye Tianmo said: "Get in the carriage, look at all of you covered in dirt from exhaustion, you sure put in a lot of effort."

Lei Jingtian and the others were indeed in a sorry state from the chase, but they did not purposely give a miserable state to Ye Tianmo.

Dozens of people sat on the chariot, and the chariot immediately appeared to be packed with people. Leng Qingcheng solemnly looked at Uncle Biao, and reminded him once again: "Uncle Biao, you must persuade my father, that if he has done something wrong, he must repent in time, and do not repeat the mistakes, understand?"

The Uncle Biao understood that the Demon King Ye was too terrifying. The Grand Desolate Emperor Garden couldn't bear the havoc caused by this devil, so the Eldest Miss sacrificed herself to feed the tiger, probably to hinder the Demon King Ye and prevent him from making a move against the Grand Desolate Emperor Garden.

With his back facing the chariot, Leng Qingcheng waved and floated backwards, sitting at the edge of the chariot.

The Mad Song Eighteen Cavalry rode his horse to protect them from the rear, while the moon shone brightly around them. The berserk heavenly thunder retreated, and the dark clouds that covered the sky dissipated.

Lei Jingtian sat between Jiang Shaoxing and Xu Pu and chatted intimately with the two Cang Di Garden s. They wisely avoided Ye Tianmo's topic and became more and more familiar with each other.

Laughing in a low voice, he looked extremely happy. The others in the Lightning Emperor Academy secretly looked at Ye Tianmo who was driving the carriage from time to time, feeling extremely uneasy.

The Young Grandmaster was a favored child of the heavens who controlled thunder shock. If such a youth were to become his Coachman, would he live a long life?

On the return trip, Ye Tianmo did not use all his strength to hurry back. The violent mystical Qi was moving in his body, and Ye Tianmo, who had his back facing the crowd, was drenched in cold sweat.

At daybreak, Ye Tianmo covered his mouth with the rein and said, "I'm tired, I need to rest for a bit."

Everyone jumped off the carriage, Ye Tianmo quietly wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, stepped on the mechanism and let the carriage rise, Ye Tianmo tried his best to maintain his calm as he entered the carriage.

Closing the car door and lying in the carriage, Ye Tianmo hugged his lower abdomen as he curled up in pain. The scenery in front of him, the desolation behind it all. Ye Tianmo felt that he had learnt to be hypocritical and could not recklessly reveal his pain.

The Master Ye was becoming more and more arrogant with his Master. If you don't want to go, close the door and rest.

Using the might of heaven, he destroyed thirteen Royal Level s with ease, and Ye Tianmo was now the father of god.

Zhao Ninger walked to the door hesitantly while holding the water bottle, she gave her an encouraging look and knocked on the door.

No one replied. Zhao Ninger was slightly angered, the scoundrel was really a prodigal son, and the last time he was captured and rushed to Da Wan City, Ye Tianmo was not so arrogant.

Zhao Ninger opened the car door and saw the pale Ye Tianmo curled up into a ball in pain. Zhao Ninger quickly rushed onto the chariot and closed the door.

Zhao Ninger shouted in a low voice: "Brawler Ye, what's wrong? "Don't scare me."

Ye Tianmo clenched his teeth tightly, and his body started to tremble like a pendulum. Only now did Zhao Ninger understand why this arrogant youth had let go of Grand Desolate Emperor Garden who was trying to escape on the way, and didn't make a move again.

It was not that they did not want to take action, but that they did not have any way to do so. Ye Tianmo had completely used an empty fort strategy to scare the people of Grand Desolate Emperor Garden away.

Zhao Ninger gathered her courage and rested her head on her lap. She opened the water bottle and barely fed Ye Tianmo some water. Ye Tianmo opened his mouth and poured water from his mouth along with some blood.

Zhao Ninger was terrified, she opened her mouth to scream for help, but Ye Tianmo grabbed her wrist and said weakly: "Don't make any noise, it's hard to predict what will happen next."

Zhao Ninger was shocked and immediately reacted, the person with the largest number of people was the Lightning Emperor Academy. If others knew that Ye Tianmo was so weak, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Capturing Ye Tianmo alive would not only allow him to obtain a Master to repair the Royal Armament, it would also allow him to explore the secrets of how he could control the heavenly thunder as well as those terrifying thousands of golden-purple lightning tribulation s.

Zhao Ninger used a handkerchief to wipe away the blood on the corner of her mouth and faintly asked: "Why are you fighting so hard? "How old are you?"

Ye Tianmo said indifferently: "In the past, aside from being strong, I had nothing. If I don't go all out, I will definitely achieve nothing. "