Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 69 Eighteen Ways of Rolling

Just when the Ruyang Palace was trying to make up for the robbed salt by a minion of the Haisha Gang, the 'Black and White Gentleman' was born and three grain ships were robbed.

Mo Yu, however, sat happily on the top of the cabin, admiring Feixie's wrist while using his Qi to leave a trace of water on his clothes.

[I have robbed a ship of refined salt. Qin Shi, do you want it? ]

Qin Shi: [Yes! But I have to wait until I can clear out a warehouse.]

Heroes: [I remember there were three large canal ships, right? Why is there only one?]

【It sank.】

Heroes: [.]

Qunxia: [Let me confirm again, are you wearing a vest? ]

[My love calls Nangong Ming with hatred! I even deliberately used only ice and fire energy.]

Qunxia: [Alright, you can play as you please as long as you don't reveal your identity.]

Heroes: [There's a Luotian Grand Ceremony happening here. Senior Brother Wang Ye is buying tickets. He wants to know if you want to go. If you do, he'll buy tickets for you.]

"I'm definitely going! I want to challenge those aliens."

[By the way, Qin Shi, please give me another gourd of that chilled bayberry soup later.]

Although he was not impressed by Lady Hu's seduction, Mo Yu still praised her cooking skills.

Mo Yu raised the gourd and took a gulp of the sour and sweet ice drink.

Sensing someone climbing up from the side and back, Mo Yu put down the gourd and casually put on the black and white mask in his arms.

The cold fog wove crepes on the surface of the Han River. When the red scorpion touched the frosted gangway with its toes, it deliberately made the golden bells at its ankles make a tiny sound.

In her hands, she held a plate of crystal clear fruit, the flesh still condensed with frost brought out from the cold storage, shining attractively in the morning light.

The blood-red dance skirt fluttered in the wind, and the hem of the skirt was slit to the base of the legs, revealing a pair of slender and firm legs. The skin was covered with tiny bumps in the cold wind, but it showed a fragile beauty.

Without the protection of his internal energy, even a body that had adapted after years of being on a boat would find it difficult to resist the coldness of the river with such a thin gauze.

But this is exactly the effect Feixie wants. No matter how good an actor is, nothing he can pretend can compare to the natural reaction of the body.

"Master." There was just the right amount of trembling in her voice as she knelt three steps away from Mo Yu.

"I have prepared some fruits to soothe your throat." The lychees in the fruit plate were peeled crystal clear. She hooked the fruit flesh with her slender fingers dyed with red nail polish and handed it to Mo Yu.

The beautiful woman's pitiful and touching appearance is enough to make most men feel pity for her, but Mo Yu is not one of them.

He just glanced at the identity of the visitor, then turned his head indifferently, gazing at the scenery of the Han River, without the slightest attachment to the seductive curves.

"Put your things down, and you can leave now."

Although the energy was formed into words and projected onto the sleeves, the water group was very concealed, but since there were outsiders watching, Mo Yu would always pay attention to them.

This was a unique skill he had developed when he was in school and working, when he had to deal with teachers/bosses who liked to make surprise checks from behind. Whenever someone focused an evil look on him from behind, he would quickly develop a sense of perception in his heart.

A trace of helplessness flashed in Feixie's eyes. She was not moved at all even though she was dressed like this. This was the first time she met a man with such a strong will.

But if you want to send Feixie away just like that, it’s not that easy.

She gently placed the fruit bowl on the deck, and then—she really started to “roll.”

In the physical sense. Scarlet Scorpion's movements were light and graceful, her blood-red dress spreading across the deck. Her long black hair woven with the hem of her dress drew eerie arcs in the cold wind, like a blooming red spider lily.

Mo Yu noticed the movement behind him out of the corner of his eye, frowned, turned his head and was about to say something.

But he saw that the red scorpion had rolled to his feet, raised its head, and revealed a delicate and picturesque face.

Her makeup was extremely charming, with a touch of bright red at the corners of her eyes and blood-red lips, which complemented her dance dress.

"Master, is the way the wooden dog rolls to your liking?" Feixie's voice contained no trace of grievance, but rather a hint of charm. "If you don't like the way the dog rolls, I can still learn how to roll like a Persian cat~"

"Ah."

Mo Yu sneered. Although he was a little surprised, he was not at all charmed by this woman. He raised his foot to kick her away.

But Feixie suddenly stretched out her hand, and gently placed her fingertips on the surface of his boots. Her fingers were slender and cold, and her fingertips were painted with scarlet nail polish, which formed a sharp contrast with Mo Yu's black boots.

"Master, your boots are dirty. Mu Gou will help you clean them."

As she spoke, she actually used her sleeve to wipe the surface of his boots, her movements gentle and focused, as if she was treating a treasure.

Mo Yu was stunned by her unscrupulous behavior, and then a smirk of anger appeared under the black and white mask:
"Ha~hahahaha! You woman, you really don't know what shame is! Do you think you can shake Mr. Black and White's mind by doing this?"

Feixie raised her head, a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by charm.

The fact that Mo Yu could speak was enough to prove that her method of deliberately using extreme means to attract his attention was effective.

Fei Xie bit his lower lip lightly and whispered, "Shame? What is that? Can it keep me alive? Can it help me climb higher in this chaotic world?"

Her voice gradually became lower and lower, until it was almost a whisper.

Feixie slowly stood up, her skirt fluttering in the wind, revealing her slender waist and faintly visible curves. Her fingers gently stroked her collarbone, leaving a faint red mark on her skin with her fingertips.

"Master, you destroyed my martial arts but didn't kill me. Isn't it because even a wooden dog has its uses, right?" Her voice suddenly became firm, and her eyes flashed with ambition.

By constantly testing Mo Yu's behavioral logic, Fei Xie, a dangerous woman with a quick mind, has already summed up Mo Yu's character in her mind.

When she clearly felt that expressing her ambition would not only not lead to her death, but would instead give her the opportunity to go further.

The Scarlet Scorpion tore off its weak disguise without hesitation, revealing its tenacity and wildness!
Mo Yu narrowed his eyes, sizing her up. Fei Xie's charm and ambition blended perfectly at this moment, like a thorny poisonous flower, dangerous yet gorgeous.

Anyone who wants to master it will pay a heavy price!

But the more this happened, the more it aroused Mo Yu's most intense desire for control, giving him the feeling that he might escape from his control at any time.

For Mo Yu, holding this unknown possibility of escape in his hands is the greatest happiness!
"What do you want from me?" he asked coldly.

Feixie chuckled softly, her fingertips lightly brushing across his collar, and whispered, "Master, Mu Gou asks for nothing but an opportunity. A chance... to prove his worth."

Her voice was like a venomous snake, soft but deadly.

Feixie knew her limits very well. If she moved her hand any closer, Mo Yu would kick her without mercy.

Mo Yu suddenly reached out and pinched her chin.

Feixie was forced to look up, and his big watery eyes met Mo Yu's.

However, her heart was filled with surprise, as this behavior was beyond her expectations of Mo Yu's character.

This is not a good sign!
(End of this chapter)