My Xiuxian has a mall

Chapter 40

"Dad, I really don't have any money. Don't go gambling, okay? I gave you [-] before, and this time I want another [-]. When will it be..."

Holding the mobile phone in both hands, Tong Yao'er leaned against the kitchen stove and slowly squatted down, shaking slightly.

She was trying her best to suppress her emotions and voice, so as not to cry out and be heard by Mo Ming.

But how powerful Mo Ming is now, a cultivator at the fifth level of Qi Refining Realm, is enough to control every corner of this three-bedroom and one-living house.

"Fuck, I've raised you for 19 years, it's really fucking useless, you white-eyed wolf, heartless stinky bitch, how did you get [-] last time, can't you just continue to do it this time! If you don’t have enough money, I will beat your mother and brother to death!”

clap clap clap!
From the opposite side came the sound of belts snapping on flesh, and the cries of women and boys.

"Don't hit me! Don't hit me! I'll go, can't I go, woo woo woo..." Nursery rhyme covered her mouth, and the blue mask was quickly soaked with bean-sized tears.

"That's right, even if you sell it to me, you have to..." Before the middle-aged man finished speaking, Tong Yao'er's cell phone was snatched by a slender palm.

Tong Yao'er stared blankly at Mo Ming, who had a gloomy and black complexion, and was so frightened that he could hardly speak.

But for some reason, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, as if she had a backbone...

"Nong Yao'er is mine now, and I gave you the [-] last time." Mo Ming's tone was unwavering, eerily quiet.

"I see. It seems like you are a second-generation rich man. Okay, give me [-] yuan immediately, and my daughter will be handed over to you!"

"One hundred thousand? You underestimate me too much. I am in Room 18, Building 405, Xingfu Garden near Jiangnan University. If you come over, I will give you 50 directly!"

"What? Okay, okay, I'm in Jiangnan City, you wait for me, I'll leave immediately, hahaha, he's really my good son-in-law! I'm Tong Dewang!"

beep-

Mo Ming lowered his phone and looked at Tongyao'er quietly, motionless, and the atmosphere froze for a moment.

"Yes... I'm sorry, I..." Tong Yao'er trembled and lowered her head like a little girl who made a mistake.

"Look up and tell me, where did you go wrong." Mo Ming said lightly.

Tong Yao'er wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, tried her best to muster up the courage, and looked at him eagerly: "I, I shouldn't cause you trouble... I won't dare again..."

Mo Ming snorted coldly, brought up the nursery rhyme, raised his left leg, and the golden rooster let her limp body lie on it, and slapped her ass hard.

She is wearing ordinary indigo jeans today, which just outline the curve of her exquisite long legs. This time, they are full of elasticity and feel excellent.

"Wow... don't hit me... I was wrong..." Nursery Rhyme finally couldn't help crying loudly, with a seductive trill in her crying voice.

"Tell me, where did you go wrong? Think about what I told you when I entered the door today!"

Clap clap!Mo Ming taught nursery rhymes ruthlessly.

"I... I should explain the situation to you, don't hide it..." Tong Yao'er was ashamed and painful after being beaten, she was quick to wit, and performed supernormally.

Mo Ming stopped his hand with some regrets, told her to stand still, nodded and said: "It seems that you have to hit you to improve your memory. Next time you do it again, it may not be through your pants!"

Tong Yao'er backed away in a hurry, looking at him timidly, like looking at a vicious big bad wolf.

"You continue to cook. When that gambler arrives, I can entertain him on the way." Mo Ming turned around and walked to the kitchen door.

Tong Yaoer anxiously said: "Mo Ming, are you really going to give him 50? He will lose it again, and I don't know when I can pay you back..."

"No matter how much money you have, you have to live to get it!"

"He... he was very fierce, and he often fought when he was young..."

"Was it me?" Mo Ming turned around and glared at Tong Yao'er, so frightened that she almost raised the kitchen knife on the chopping board.

"Look, aren't you afraid of me? If he is a villain, then I will be a devil. A villain will be punished by a villain!" Mo Ming sneered.

Back in the room, Mo Ming continued to wait for dinner and play with his mobile phone.

This time, it was the first time I logged on to the novel website after more than a month, and as a result, I received a lot of private messages in the background.

Ruthless sister: "Brother Wuming, are you really not going to update? Brother Wuming, what are you doing recently? Brother Wuming, are you ignoring me? Brother Wuming, are you okay? Brother Wuming, I was bullied... ..."

It's worth it!

Mo Ming quickly replied: "My good sister, whoever bullied you, tell me quickly, I beat him so much that he can't take care of himself!"

After waiting and waiting, there was no reply. Mo Ming was so anxious that he even turned on the old laptop and started writing a novel after a long absence.

He had already written that the "nameless" ascended through the catastrophe and was about to enter the fairy world to cultivate immortals. For this reason, he also conceived a grand and sacred world of immortals.

But now, his mind has naturally changed.

For one thing, it is impossible for him to write any more novels in the future, but he just wants to give his loyal fans who have been with him through those lonely years, the heartless sister, an explanation that does not count towards the end.

Secondly, after cultivating immortals himself, and coming into contact with the real extraordinary world, he understood the difficulties and dangers faced by immortal cultivators.

If there is a fairy world, it is definitely not what he imagined:
Immortal sounds are curling, clouds and mists are lingering, bells and spirits are beautiful, caves and heavens are blessed, fairy birds and beasts, strange flowers and stones, the sun and the moon are eternal, and the same life as the sky...

Chapter 999 of "The Legend of Anonymous Cultivation of Immortals" - Immortals.

"Wuming broke through the layers of fog and flew all the way up. The divine thunder illuminated his direction. He vaguely saw an incomparably tall gate of the fairy world, which was like the morning sun gushing out, sitting above the nine heavens."

"What does the sun look like in the morning? Wuming suddenly had a strange feeling, and he was a little puzzled."

"It is absolutely different from the sun at noon, it is resplendent and dazzling, and it looks down on the world."

"The rising sun is actually quite similar to the setting sun. One is the last darkness before dawn, and the other is the last sunshine before darkness falls."

"The gate he sees now is such a combination of contradictions, exuding a blazing red light, like a morning glow, and like a sunset."

"Red can not only represent life burning like flames, but also symbolize death withering like blood."

"The nameless distance is getting closer and closer, and the weird feeling in his heart is getting stronger and stronger. It's the heart palpitations that he never felt when he encountered the disaster of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder."

"Finally, he came to the door."

"..."

"He couldn't accurately describe his feelings in words, but he knew that at that moment, as the most powerful immortal cultivator in the lower realm, his heart was broken."

"In front of me is a gate made of white bones, corpses and blood. Each of them is infinitely stronger than Wuming."

"However, they all died."

"Deadly silence."

"Why? This is impossible? Is it because I haven't really come out of the thunder disaster yet?"

"He muttered to himself, he was neurotic, he was upside down, he used his hands and feet, and climbed up that mountain of people."

"A mountain of people is an immortal."

"Hahaha, I have become an immortal! I have become an immortal!! I have become an immortal!!!"

"Look, this is my fairy world."

"Under the nameless feet is an endless broken world..."

(End of this chapter)