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While saying that he couldn't live, the sound was like a bell, and the breath was long. The young man shocked himself a lot.
What's the matter?
Why do I suddenly feel energized and energetic!
Could it be a flashback?
Then he was surprised to find that his body was recovering at an astonishing speed, not only the wounds on his body healed, but even the poison was cured.
What did this person eat for himself, it has such a miraculous effect!
A single elixir can almost bring him back to life, so it must be a ninth-grade elixir.
What is the purpose of this person, to take out all the ninth-grade pills, there is definitely a conspiracy!
"Are you really not the killer sent by the elder brother? Then what is your purpose in saving me?"
The young man showed a look of wariness, his face full of vigilance.
?From childhood to adulthood, all he met were those who harbored evil intentions and only wanted to harm him, but he never received selfless help.
Therefore, the young man believed that Ji Mo had ulterior motives.
"This guy is indeed mentally ill, suffering from persecution paranoia."
Ji Mo glanced at the young man, and murmured in his heart, it's better to stay away from such people, and be careful not to be infected.
He was too lazy to talk to the young man and walked away.
The young man thought that after Jimo saved him, he would take the opportunity to make unreasonable demands, or force himself to agree to some harsh conditions.
Never thought about it, Ji Mo waved his sleeves and left without looking at him.
"There are such good people in the world who are willing to help others and don't want to repay their kindness!"
The young man seemed to have discovered a new world, and his eyes glowed with excitement.
"Benefactor, wait for me."
The young man quickly caught up with Jimo and walked side by side with him.
At the same time, from time to time, secretly looking at Ji Mo, the more he looked at it, the happier he became.
"Accumulated stones are like jade, pine trees are like emeralds, Lang Yan is unique, unparalleled in the world! It turns out that there is such a man in the world, who looks like beautiful jade, has a noble character, a son of troubled times, and is unparalleled in the world."
The young man was born in the royal family, and he was first-class in terms of appearance and temperament. Seeing Ji Mo now, he couldn't help but feel ashamed.
In particular, Jimo's eyes, like stars in the nine heavens, made him feel like a spring breeze, and felt an indescribable warmth.
What moved him the most was that when they met by chance, Ji Mo unexpectedly took out an incomparably precious ninth-grade elixir to save his life without saying a word.
This kind of character, high integrity, really made him admire.
He felt that what was missing in his life seemed to be found in Jimo.
That is caring.
"What are you following me for?"
Jimo felt his scalp tingling. Why was this man staring at him with strange, scary eyes?
"Great life-saving grace, I will win Tianbao in return, benefactor, whatever you want, I can satisfy you."
The young man said seriously.
"Really?"
Jimo's eyes lit up, and he found that the young man was dressed gorgeously and had an extraordinary demeanor. He was most likely a rich second generation.
So he couldn't help grinning, and said with a smile: "In that case, then I won't be polite, and I don't want too much, just give me a few thousand taels of silver."
If you don't want something in return, that's stupid.
Ji Mo is not stupid, he immediately put forward his request.
"A few thousand taels silver?"
Ying Tianbao couldn't believe his ears, how can he say that he is also the Ninth Prince of the Great Qin Dynasty, and his life is only worth a few thousand taels?
Do you dare to ask for more.
Even tens of millions of taels of gold are fine.
If this gets out, I will be worth a few thousand taels if I win Tianbao's life, so shameful to say.
"Why, too much? One hundred taelsTen taels will do!"
Jimo was a little embarrassed, thinking that he must be a lion who opened his mouth and scared the other party.
So he quickly changed his words, and the number of prescriptions became lower and lower, but the young man remained dull and did not respond.
Cut, the words are so nice, but it turns out that he is a pauper.
Ji Mo didn't want to waste any more saliva, and said lightly: "Okay, I don't want your reward."
Today's young people are immoral, and they speak beautifully, but they are not even willing to give ten taels of silver, so stingy.
"Let me just say, my benefactor is a man of high integrity, and he is not someone who would covet yellow and white things. I was thinking that a few thousand taels of silver are too little, and I want to get tens of millions of taels of gold to thank my benefactor. I never thought that my benefactor was just teasing me. Charity does not reciprocate.???
Ying Tianbao was ashamed, just now he really planned to use tens of millions of taels of gold to repay Jimo.
But after thinking about it, I dismissed the idea. How could I use such a vulgar thing to repay the grace of saving my life? This is a blasphemy to the benefactor.
What?
Tens of millions of taels!
Gold!
Jimo wondered if he was hearing hallucinations, or if the other party was slow to understand numbers. There is a difference of ten thousand times between thousands and tens of millions!
"My Great Qin Dynasty dare not say anything else, but there are many gold mines, and gold is everywhere."
Ying Tianbao was afraid that Ji Mo would think he was lying, so he revealed his identity and origin.
After hearing this, Ji Mo froze.
"What, you are a prince, His Highness the Ninth Prince of the Great Qin Dynasty."
The regret in Ji Mo's heart, he never thought that he would actually save a prince, His Royal Highness, and he was a rich and rich little prince.
Unfortunately, I just rejected the other party's return.
That's tens of millions of taels of gold, my heart hurts so much!
Ji Mo also has a little understanding of the Great Qin Dynasty. It is the richest country in the southern region, with a vast land and rich resources. It can be described as rich.
Ying Tianbao has a very good sense of Jimo, feels kind from the bottom of his heart, regards him as a confidant, and said a lot of heartfelt words.
He didn't shy away from crying to Jimo about the intrigue between his two brothers. His elder brother Ying Tianci was afraid that he would compete for the crown prince, and he always thought about how to put him to death.
This time, the opponent almost succeeded. If he hadn't met Ji Mo, Ying Tianbao would have died.
Jimo is not at all interested in stories of sibling rivalry and brother-in-law fighting.
But when Ying Tianbao said that he has seven older sisters, all of whom are as beautiful as flowers and jade, and are still in his boudoir, his pupils dilated instantly, and his eyes couldn't stop glowing green.
The attitude towards Ying Tianbao also became lively all of a sudden, just like treating his own stinky brother.
Ji Mo felt that the pinnacle of his life was approaching. If he could get close to Ying Tianbao's thigh, he would be rich and prosperous for the rest of his life.
If he could go one step further and become Ying Tianbao's brother-in-law, that would be even more gold and silver, inexhaustible.
There are seven princesses, maybe there is one that suits you.
"brother in law¡¡"
Ji Mo was so thoughtful that he almost couldn't help blurting out these three words.
"Benefactor, what did you call me just now?" Ying Tianbao frowned, with a bad expression on his face.
Jimo was embarrassed and smiled, not knowing how to get over it.
And at this moment.
The sound of breaking through the sky sounded one after another, and a group of figures followed one after another, and more than a dozen masked monks surrounded the two of them.
"It's over!"
Ying Tianbao's face was ashamed, but he didn't expect that he would still be doomed after all.
"His Royal Highness, we are here to send you to hell."
These masked monks sneered, waved their weapons, and rushed towards them. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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