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Chapter 176 Letters
The cool moonlight shone through the window, illuminating the carriage. Inside, an incredibly beautiful and charming young woman was fast asleep, a thin blanket covering only her delicate belly.
She was sleeping soundly, but Jiang Yueming, who was watching over her, had a face that alternated between red and white.
Especially when he was covering Ye Mo with the blanket, his gaze would always involuntarily drift upwards, knowing full well that he shouldn't look at her.
This stirred a sense of filth in him, and he lightly patted his cheek, forcing a wry smile. "Jiang Yueming, Jiang Yueming, didn't you just take it for granted when you passed by lingerie stores in your past life?"
"Why can't things be stabilized now?"
In their past lives, wasn't it perfectly normal for women to sleep without wearing underwear or to take off their underwear to sleep?
What's so surprising about that?
After reassuring himself for a moment, Jiang Yueming finally looked away, silently chanting in his heart, "Remain chaste and unmoved by temptation..."
He said that, but his eyes were only off Ye Mo for less than a minute before they returned to their own…
"Ugh! You win! I can't take it anymore!"
Jiang Yueming suddenly roared inwardly, his eyes fixed on the moonlight on Ye Mo, before getting up and leaving.
He stood at the front of the carriage, braving the icy night wind, and the burning, surging flame of thought beneath his abdomen gradually subsided.
Looking up at the desolate night sky, a hint of loneliness appeared in his eyes, while the twinkling stars illuminated a glimmer of hope for passersby walking in the darkness.
But where is his hope?
Jiang Yueming was just an ordinary person. He appeared steady and intelligent on the surface, but in reality, he was sometimes filled with anxiety.
This world is not a technological and legal system of the 21st century, but a spiritual world where strength reigns supreme.
In other words, it would be an easy task for Jiang Yueming, whose cultivation level was weak, to be killed.
The attacks from spiritual magic are not like the swords, spears, and clubs of my previous life, where there was perhaps a chance of recovery after being injured.
However, that spiritual energy attack can truly kill someone in an instant.
Just like the disciples of various sects who chased them before, how many of them could survive Ye Mo's Sacred Source Flame?
"Sometimes, it seems that living a peaceful life is the greatest happiness," Jiang Yueming suddenly shook her head and sighed.
"Ha, does the mighty Jiang Wushen have the leisure to complain like this?"
A soft, mocking laugh echoed from the space, and a handsome man in white slowly appeared.
Upon seeing Fu Dongliu, Jiang Yueming rolled her eyes at him and said, "Even the mighty God of Medicine has the leisure to possess a nobody like me?"
"You! I can't be bothered to argue with you."
Fu Dongliu glared at Jiang Yueming and said, "Brother, what are you going to do next? Are you really going to go to the Immortal Nether Restaurant? That's a bottomless abyss!"
In fact, he knew Jiang Yueming's thoughts very well. Young people like to gamble and try their luck.
But his opponent was Song Jiu, who was at the God King realm!
What is the concept of a God-King? Fu Dongliu had reason to suspect that Jiang Yueming didn't understand it at all!
For Song Jiu, killing him would be as easy as drinking water!
"Why don't you just stay put for now and wait for another opportunity?" Fu Dongliu suggested, rubbing his chin.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yueming shook his head and confidently laughed, "Dongliu, you're wrong. In my opinion, the Immortal Nether Restaurant isn't a bottomless abyss, but rather the burial ground of the mastermind behind it all!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Dongliu stared at Jiang Yueming in disbelief, his eyes narrowing sharply.
He was so startled that he was speechless for a moment!
Jiang Yueming dares to make such boastful remarks; I wonder what's going on in his head.
Is it filled with glue?
In his words, it means that an ant stands in front of an elephant and says, "Elephant, I'm going to kill you today!"
"You're crazy! You don't have a fever too, do you?"
Fu Dongliu reached out and touched Jiang Yueming's forehead, but didn't feel anything wrong with the temperature.
"What are you afraid of? He's just a mere God King, isn't he?" Jiang Yueming removed Fu Dongliu's hand and then said with a teasing smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Dongliu's face froze, slowly revealing a look of rage. He shouted, "You, Jiang Yueming! It's one thing if you don't value your own life, but what about your mother?!"
"If you die, who will open the mysterious space within the Saint's Word Pendant?"
Seeing that he was getting anxious, Jiang Yueming's smile deepened. She took out a packet of red dates she had swiped and handed it to Fu Dongliu, saying meaningfully, "Little Dongliu, you should eat more of these to nourish yourself."
"I'll fix your head! You're making me so angry!"
After saying that, Fu Dongliu turned around and disappeared without even glancing at the red dates.
"Oh dear, if I don't replenish my nutrients now, I might end up completely drained later!"
Jiang Yueming took out a plump red date, put it in his mouth, and smiled as the sweet taste spread through him.
In his view, offense is the best defense. He knew nothing about the enemy's situation at the moment, and if he played it safe, he would really become a sitting duck.
Of course, it doesn't mean that we should just rush in and charge straight in, or start fighting as soon as we encounter each other!
Even if Jiang Yueming had a hundred lives, he couldn't afford to play that game!
All he can rely on now is that free God's perspective once a day. As long as he can anticipate the enemy's moves, he can gain a huge advantage in the grand scheme of the Immortal Pavilion Restaurant!
With the system in hand, the situation is in my hands. What does Jiang Yueming have to be afraid of?
……
The warm morning light shone into the carriage, and specks of light climbed up Ye Mo's dark hair. Her long eyelashes trembled, and her pair of ethereal eyes slowly opened.
The girl stood up and stretched her beautiful body, a delicate fragrance wafting out. When she lowered her gaze slightly, her face flushed red.
"With something like that in me, that guy really got lucky!"
Ye Mo hurriedly put on her clothes, still complaining about Jiang Yueming in her sweet voice.
Although she had always had the habit of sleeping without underwear, this was the first time she had slept like this in front of a man.
More importantly, she took her clothes off for him to see!
"Ugh! How embarrassing! Jiang Yueming, how can you be so annoying!"
After tidying herself up, Ye Mo picked up a red cotton pillow and started hitting it.
boom!boom!
She didn't know how much time had passed when Ye Mo suddenly heard footsteps outside and stopped what she was doing.
"Hehe, you're awake?"
Jiang Yueming carried a large red tray into the carriage, a broad smile spreading across her face.
On the red tray were a bowl of thin noodles with fresh meat, three vegetable buns, a small bowl of congee, and three bowls of water.
"Ye Mo, this is cold, this is warm, and this is hot. Which one would you like to drink?"
Jiang Yueming put down the tray, moved the three bowls of water in front of Ye Mo, blinked, and asked.
Gazing at the three bowls of water, each with its own unique flavor, Ye Mo's beautiful eyes sparkled with a gentle light, her gaze filled with tenderness, and her heart overflowing with happiness.
"Oh, by the way, if you don't want water, we have steamed buns, porridge, and noodles."
"But I didn't know which one you wanted, so I made both, hehe," Jiang Yueming said, scratching his head somewhat blankly.
"You did all of this?" Ye Mo raised her eyes, her lips trembling slightly with surprise.
Jiang Yueming nodded slightly, her face showing some guilt.
If he had known Ye Mo would be sick, he wouldn't have deliberately provoked her.
"Heh~ Silly boy~" Ye Mo smiled sweetly at Jiang Yueming.
Her smile looked exceptionally beautiful under the sunrise, a warm and sweet smile playing on her lips.
Jiang Yueming was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly took out a small piece of white paper from her pocket and said, "Um... this... here... for you."
As soon as he finished speaking, he looked shy and hurriedly left the car under the pretext of having something to do.
Ye Mo held the small white paper with a hint of curiosity. She gently tapped it with her jade-like finger to open it, and as lines of black text came into view, the corners of her mouth slowly curved up, and her beautiful face turned even redder.
Ye Mo, I was wrong. I will never make you angry again. Please forgive me.
At the end of the writing was a drawing of a cute, aggrieved child holding their head.
"Hehe~"
Ye Mo clutched the small piece of white paper tightly in her hand, feeling a sweet warmth in her heart. She picked up the red cotton pillow, pouted, and smiled, "Tell me! Should I forgive you?"
"Hehe~ If you don't say anything, it means I won't forgive you!" Ye Mo gently patted the pillow, her beautiful face full of joy.
After taking pictures of the cotton pillow, Ye Mo was completely immersed in a world of happiness, and the car was filled with the doting voices unique to young girls in love.
"Hmph~ Jiang Yueming, you're still really annoying~ I'll never forgive you~"
"But you're so silly~ Your blushing is so cute~"
"Ugh! Jiang Yueming, I really hate you~"
"..."
……
After leaving the carriage, Jiang Yueming went back to the kitchen and saw the cooks getting up and working. She then grabbed a bowl of vegetarian noodles and two boiled eggs to take to Chen Qingling.
call out!
Just as Jiang Yueming was halfway through his journey, a small dart flew out of thin air and stuck into the tray, with a note on it.
His expression hardened slightly as he put down the tray, opened the note, and immediately handed the noodles and eggs to a member of the escort team, instructing him to deliver the meal to Chen Qingling.
He lightly touched the ground with his toes, and his figure quickly left the caravan and rushed into the distance.