Seeing him walking back without looking back, he quickly chased after him, shouting, "Hey, Yingyi, I'm talking to you! Can you hear me?"
At the same time, in the casino, the tall and thin man told the middle-aged man what he saw. The middle-aged man couldn't help but be secretly shocked: "Fortunately, I didn't let you do anything reckless, otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous."
Thinking of that possibility, he couldn't help but secretly fear. As the person in charge of the casino, any decision he made could affect the survival of the casino. Therefore, he was used to thinking twice before doing anything and looking at the big picture. It was also because of this that the casino's position in this imperial city would be consolidated day by day.
If we were to just look at that little bit of profit today and let the people below deal with those two people, the consequences can be imagined.
"Master, could this bearded man be..." the tall and thin man guessed, looking at him and asking.
"Well, it's almost certain that it is him. Otherwise, Yingyi and Gray Wolf wouldn't be there." The middle-aged man said, letting out a sigh of relief.
Hearing this, the tall and thin man was secretly frightened and felt like he had walked on the brink of life and death. It was a close call.
Compared to the hustle and bustle of the city, Chaoyang Mountain is particularly peaceful and beautiful. Two figures sit together on the top of the mountain, watching the setting sun slowly slide down from the horizon, dyeing the sky red with a charming rainbow.
As the sun went down, the sky gradually darkened. The two sat on the top of the mountain enjoying the breeze, Feng Jiu leaning in Xuanyuan Mo Ze's arms, while Xuanyuan Mo Ze hugged her to shield her from the cold night.
"It's cooler in the mountains at night, let's go back!" He whispered in her ear, greedily enjoying the leisurely time they spent together.
"Then carry me back." She said in a naughty way, tilting her head slightly and looking at him with a smile.
"Okay." He leaned down and kissed those tempting lips. It ended with a light kiss, but he felt a little unsatisfied: "Let's go back and continue." He looked at her eagerly and said.
Hearing this, Feng Jiu burst out laughing and glared at him: "Don't even think about it."
Hearing this, he sighed and stood up, saying in a resentful tone: "Okay then! I'll just think about it in my dreams tonight." As he spoke, he took out his cloak and tied it around her and put it on her. Then he turned around, half bent over, and gestured: "Get on, I'll carry you back. If you're sleepy and tired, just lie on my back and take a nap."
Seeing this, her eyes lit up slightly, and she jumped up and threw herself on his back. After lying on him, she wrapped her arms around his neck and clamped her legs around his waist: "Okay, let's go!"
His broad shoulders were stiff, yet gave people a sense of security, reliability and solidity. She lay on his back, feeling his body temperature slowly passing through her body. In the dark night, she felt particularly comfortable and warm.
"Hold tight."
He held her legs with his hands behind his back and walked down the mountain. His pace was neither fast nor slow, and he was not in a hurry to fly back on his sword. Instead, he walked down the mountain step by step with Fengjiu on his back, chatting with her occasionally.
"If it's cold, just hold your cloak tightly to prevent the wind from blowing in. You can also curl up in the cloak and take a nap." He spoke as he walked steadily.