Chapter 681: Unable to Penetrate People’s Hearts

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At nine o'clock in the evening, in the kitchen of Ye Tianlong's rental house, there was the sound of hot oil being added to the pot. Zheng Xiaolan was busy frying eggs and cooking minced meat and carrot soup.

Jiang Qianxue also followed suit, washing and cutting vegetables for Zheng Xiaolan.

On the small sofa in the room, Ye Tianlong and Tian Mo sat opposite each other. In front of them, there was a plate of drunken peanuts and a pot of bamboo leaf greens.

After severely injuring Long Santong, Ye Tianlong took a stab wound and took Tian Mo and Jiang Qianxue back to the rental house. He also warned the Manguo people to clean up the scene and get out.

Although the ten surviving Manguo people were angry at Ye Tianlong's actions, they knew that they were no match for Ye Tianlong and Tianmo. In addition, Long Santong's life was hanging by a thread and needed treatment, so they quickly divided into two groups to work.

Cleaning up the mess along the way, closing the store and going out of business, taking Long Santong with him and disappearing quickly...

"Tianmo, why did you come to Mingjiang?"

While sniffing the aroma from the kitchen, Ye Tianlong asked the innocent young man: "Aren't you guarding your master's grave in the desert?"

Tian Mo picked up the bamboo leaf green, took a sip, and then squeezed out four words: "It's time."

He was like a stone, cold and without much emotion in his words. He could only look into Ye Tianlong's eyes, which shed a trace of warmth.

Ye Tianlong was stunned for a moment, then realized and chuckled: "Today is the eighteenth day of the first lunar month, and three years of guarding the tomb have passed."

He asked with concern: "Have you been lonely these past three years?"

Tian Mo shook his head gently: "Not lonely, just lonely."

Loneliness is a mood, loneliness is a state. With a knife as his companion, Tianmo is not lonely at all. He is just lonely and wants to meet people.

Ye Tianlong smiled: "It's okay, with me here, you won't be lonely in the future."

Then he tapped the knife in his hand: "Your knife is getting faster and faster. You have learned all the true instructions of your master."

Tian Mo squeezed out a number: "Nine and a half percent."

Ye Tianlong was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Ninety-five percent? It seems that your master didn't deceive me in the first place."

"I remember when I was drinking wine and eating meat with your master, he revealed that you were very talented and could learn 80% to 90% of his sword skills."

"But in order to completely and successfully escape into the Grand Master, you still need to practice hard. You can take the opportunity to practice when you come to Mingjiang this time."

Tian Mo's eyes were very calm: "What I want most when I come to Mingjiang is to meet you and help you. Back then, I was young and ignorant, and I owed you a lot."

Tian Mo never cared about how strong he could be, whether he would become a grandmaster, and ultimately stand at the pinnacle of martial arts like his master.

He came here to see Ye Tianlong, to see someone who could calm him down. Otherwise, he was afraid that his blood would become cold and he would be on the road of no return.

Ye Tianlong's eyes were extremely soft: "I promised your master, if he hangs up on me, I will take care of you."

"Three years ago, I should have taken care of you, but you had to guard the tomb, so I didn't take you out. Now that you come out, I will take good care of you."

Tian Mo didn't respond, but there was warmth in his eyes.

Ye Tianlong asked curiously: "How did you know I was in Mingjiang? And you found Baishizhou so accurately."

Tian Mo replied softly: "Concubine Yan!"

He still cherished words like gold, but two simple words could let Ye Tianlong know the answer.

He smiled bitterly. Concubine Yan must be worried about her safety and wanted to send people to assist her, but she refused to help Han Di and others.

At this time, Tian Mo, who had finished observing his filial piety, went to find him. Concubine Yan followed suit and sold Tian Mo a favor, and also gave Ye Tianlong a good helper.

Ye Tianlong sighed: "This woman is getting more and more experienced in doing things."

Tian Mo reached out and held Ye Tianlong's palm, his eyes were very sincere: "Don't blame her."

"Don't worry, I won't blame her."

Ye Tianlong patted Tian Mo's hand and raised a smile at the corner of his mouth: "She is my big sister, my agent, and my savior."

"If she hadn't picked me up at the beach, the grass on my grave would be three meters high now. I would only be grateful to her, not resentful."

Tian Mo nodded: "Thank you."

Ye Tianlong poured him another bowl of wine and said with a smile: "Why don't you ask why I want you to save Long Santong's life?"

Tian Mo's eyes were calm: "You have your own reasons."

Kill Long Santong once and for all, and he will never bother Ye Tianlong again. Let him go now, and he will recover for a year and a half before returning to normal.

When the scar is healed and the pain is forgotten, Long Santong will most likely come back to seek revenge on Ye Tianlong. Although Tian Mo is puzzled, he still follows Ye Tianlong's words.

Ye Tianlong didn't hesitate at all, and explained to Tian Mo with a smile: "It's very simple. I recently had a mission that reached a critical moment. Long Sheyin and the others also intervened. Killing Long Santong will certainly save one enemy, but it will also It will make Dragon Snake Yin furious and fight against me hysterically.”

Tian Mo responded coldly: "Kill him."

"I'm not afraid of Dragon Snake Yin, and I believe I can kill him, but I don't want to fight with him right now because I don't have that much energy."

Ye Tianlong lowered his head and took a sip of Bamboo Leaf Green: "That's why I let you keep Long Santong alive."

"In this way, we can not only stabilize Long Sheyin's anger, but also slow down Long Sheyin's footsteps."

"Think about it, Long Santong is the illegitimate son of Long Sheyin, and his life is hanging by a thread because of us. What will Long Sheyin do?"

Tian Mo squeezed out two words: "Save him."

Ye Tianlong gave a thumbs up: "Yes, save him. Long Sheyin definitely doesn't want Long Sandong to die, and will definitely do his best to save him."

"If he reaches out to save Long Sandong, he will not only miss the time to attack me, but also consume a lot of his so-called magic power."

He looked shrewd: "In this way, this powerful enemy will not appear in my mission."

Tian Mo nodded, and he understood Ye Tianlong's calculations, and his indifferent face was full of admiration.

Then, he looked at Ye Tianlong sincerely: "I will stay and help you."

Five simple words, but they reveal determination and confidence. As long as Ye Tianlong needs it, he will go forward without hesitation, even if it is a sea of ​​fire and a mountain of swords.

Ye Tianlong hesitated for a moment, thought for a while, and finally nodded: "Okay."

Tian Mo is a master, and his swordsmanship is first-class. He may join the sect at any time, but he is also a simple child.

He doesn't understand the ways of the world, and he doesn't understand the calculations. He only knows his own heart, the knife in his hand, and the people who are good to him and the people he wants to kill.

Just like four years ago, when Ye Tianlong saved him from being seriously injured, he cried loudly: He passed through the seven palaces of King Yin, but he could not pass through people's hearts.

Ye Tianlong would never allow the hurt that woman had caused Tianmo to suffer to happen again on Tianmo.

"What are you talking about? Are you so happy?"

At this time, Jiang Qianxue came out with three bowls of egg fried rice, and smiled and placed them in front of Ye Tianlong and Tianmo: "Get ready to eat."

Tianmo's hand went to the black knife on his waist, and Ye Tianlong's hand pressed it silently, and his voice was soft:

"Tianmo, eat."