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Chapter Sixteen(2/2)

His performance made Lai Junchen happy, thinking that he had moved Yang Mo.

"Sir, you have ever had a wife..."

“Nature, there is nature.”

If Yang Mo's words were not in harmony with each other, Lai Junchen was stunned and he didn't know what to say was good.

"To be honest, I haven't..."

Yang Mo smiled bitterly and shook his head, his tone was very miserable.

I feel a little sad when I think of the strong girls in my previous life.

"Not only have I not seen a girl with white skin, good figure, beautiful appearance, super abilities, and very caring for people in many years."

As he said, Li Xiuning's appearance appeared in his mind.

He shook his head and smiled helplessly: "Although this girl doesn't have any feelings for me now, how can I say that, she is my future wife in name, after all."

"Where are you, come to Taiyuan, and you will go back after a process, and you have to do so many tricks."

"I still wonder if I can become a real couple with her in three or five years and support each other until old age."

Another sigh, looking at Lai Junchen: "It turned out to be a good guy, you are trying to kill her, but you also want her to kill her."

"Do you think you should kill?"

Yang Mo stood up, scared Lai Junchen and quickly moved his butt back.

"Besides, you have been a human being for two lifetimes. I don't know who Li Shimin is. Do you still know? What kind of King Qing, do you have the strength to fight him? Are you still standing on the side of King Qing?"

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and rubbed Lai Junchen's head with some regret: "When your head crossed, was it kicked by the donkey or squeezed by the door? Do you know whose thigh should be held? Your IQ is embarrassing to time travelers, do you know?"

Lai Junchen seemed to be awakened by Yang Mo, and he let him rub his head blankly.

"If it were other time travelers, I would understand it, but you ate Wu Zetian's soft rice in your previous life, and I ate Li's soft rice now. We are all colleagues, so we should be very clear about what people who eat soft rice hate the most."

Seeing that Lai Junchen was in vain and seemed to be heartless, Yang Mo reached out and patted his face: "Say, what is the most annoying thing we hate when we eat soft food?"

"The most, I hate people who make money."

"Oh, you still know our rules."

Yang Mo sneered and walked behind Lai Junchen.

There was a noisy sound of horse hooves from the distant hillside. As expected, it was the soldiers searching for them.

"Sir, how do you deal with those who want to smash your job in the last life?"

Yang Mo's words fell down, and a dagger with a cold light was placed on his neck.

"Brother Yang, Brother Yang, I, I'm wrong, I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong, you, don't kill me, take me to see Princess Pingyang Zhao, I, I'll kowtow to her and apologize in person!"

The cold dagger touched Lai Junchen, and the memories of being cut into pieces in his previous life occupied his brain.

Although he could not see Yang Mo's face, he could clearly feel his murderous intent.

That murderous intent is stronger than the executioner who executed himself in his previous life!

"Okay, I'll take you back."

After Yang Mo said that, Lai Junchen, who was already desperate, became happy in an instant. Before he could say thanks, his throat chilled.

The soldiers on the hillside also found them and ran towards them roaring.
Chapter completed!
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