Starting from the prison, an infinite simulation

Black Thunder Cliff

On the roof of the lobby, Jiang Yueming held Ye Mo and looked up at the night sky, but found no trace of stars. He sighed and said, "Ye Mo, let's go downstairs. You've just recovered from your illness, don't catch a cold again."

Jiang Yueming originally intended to take Ye Mo back to the carriage to rest, but she insisted on going to the roof to look at the stars, so he had no choice but to give in to her.

I've been standing on the rooftop for a while now, and even the moon, let alone the stars, is blurry.

The clouds are so thick tonight, I guess we won't be able to see the stars.

"Ye Mo? Ye Mo..." Jiang Yueming looked down at the girl in his arms with her eyes closed and called out.

Seeing that Ye Mo did not react, Jiang Yueming thought she had fallen asleep. He was about to pick her up and carry her back to the carriage to rest when suddenly a sobbing sound came from inside.

"Waaah...waaah..."

Jiang Yueming looked down again and saw two clear tears rolling down Ye Mo's face. He asked in surprise, "Ye Mo, why are you crying?"

In his memory, this was the first time he had ever seen her cry, and his heart ached.

"Waaah... Yueming... Waaah, I dreamt..." Ye Mo buried her head deeply in Jiang Yueming's chest, her jade hands wrapped around his waist, and said tremblingly.

"What did you dream about?" Jiang Yueming gently touched Ye Mo's forehead, her eyes softening as she comforted her.

"I... Waaah... I dreamt that Grandpa Mo was killed... Waaah..."

air!

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yueming looked shocked, and her heart skipped a beat.

He overheard Ye Mo say a few words that Mo Chen had saved her life and raised her single-handedly, and that Mo Chen was Ye Mo's only family in this world.

He's not just like my grandfather, but even more like him!

"No wonder you were drinking tonight..." Jiang Yueming murmured softly.

"What should I do... Waaah... Jiang Yueming, I'm scared..." Ye Moxiang hugged Jiang Yueming even tighter, sobbing.

If it weren't for the influence of alcohol, Ye Mo would never have shown such a vulnerable side to Jiang Yueming. Although she was a woman, her tumultuous life with Mo Chen had forged a heart stronger than any man's.

"Alright, alright, people often say that dreams are the opposite of reality, don't be afraid," Jiang Yueming gently patted Ye Momei's back, speaking in a soft tone like a baby.

"Besides, Elder Mo is so powerful, how could he possibly perish so easily?"

"Waaah...waaah..."

Hearing Jiang Yueming's soft voice, Ye Mo pursed her red lips and hugged Jiang Yueming tightly, crying even harder. Tears soaked her clothes, and a cold feeling spread throughout her body.

Jiang Yueming stood to the side to block the wind and stopped talking, letting Ye Mo cry.

So you have such a vulnerable side too.

Jiang Yueming looked up at the hazy moon in the dark night and sighed inwardly.

Throughout their journey, Ye Mo has always been a strong, temperamental, and mature girl in his eyes.

No, it should be said that it was a woman.

But I never imagined she would be so helpless.

"You're so silly. If anything happens in the future, you can tell me," Jiang Yueming whispered with a smile in Ye Mo's pink ear.

"You don't have to bear this alone; I'll bear it with you."

Upon hearing this, Ye Mo raised her head slightly, her eyes filled with tears, her cheeks flushed and charming, and quietly gazed at Jiang Yueming.

"Don't drink next time you're troubled. If you do drink, take me with you first. I don't trust you to drink with those bandits."

Jiang Yueming gently wiped away Ye Mo's tears with her finger and smiled tenderly.

The boy's endlessly gentle smile seemed to possess an invisible magic, unexpectedly entering Ye Mo's heart and melting away her last bit of reserve and defensiveness.

"Hmm~"

Ye Mo lifted her toes and gently closed her beautiful eyes. Her two fragrant hands tightly embraced Jiang Yueming's broad back, and her warm, sweet lips slowly approached Jiang Yueming's lips.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Yueming trembled. She was first startled, then, as if bewitched, she lowered her head, slightly opened her mouth, and approached Ye Mo.

The thick clouds slowly dispersed, and a full moon shone with a warm light, revealing the silhouettes of two men about to kiss in the shadows beneath the house.

Everything was so wonderful, until the system's voice sounded in my mind.

"Jiang Yueming, shut the hell up! You're in big trouble!"

"??"

Jiang Yueming was startled awake, his gaze instantly turning serious as he looked at the alluring red lips so close to his face.

Noticing the strange gaze, Ye Moling's eyes narrowed, her face flushed, she bit her lip and immediately pushed Jiang Yueming away, raising her hand to slap him hard.

Snapped!

"You scoundrel! You big bastard!"

Ye Mo stood with her hands on her waist, her beautiful eyes looking at Jiang Yueming with a mixture of shyness and annoyance, her face flushed.

"This...this," Jiang Yueming said, touching the bright red handprint on her face, speechless.

Before I even got a taste of the sweet date, I got slapped hard across the face...

"What...what do you mean 'what'! All you ever do is scheming!" Ye Mo said angrily, her lips curling into a sneer.

Although reason tells her that she shouldn't blame Jiang Yueming now, and that it was indeed her own initiative.

But she was conflicted. On the one hand, she hoped that Jiang Yueming would actually kiss her, but on the other hand, she didn't want to kiss him.

"Fine, fine, I'm ignoring you."

Ye Mo frowned slightly, covered her alluring breasts with her hand as if she was about to gag, and whispered.

She had drunk too much alcohol earlier, and now the side effects were kicking in; she didn't want to lose her composure in front of Jiang Yueming again.

She didn't know why, but when she saw Jiang Yueming's gentle smile, she couldn't help but want to kiss him.

Seeing Ye Mo's actions, Jiang Yueming shook her head and chuckled, "Are you alright? Shall I go get some hangover soup?"

"No...no need, I'll go back to the carriage first." After saying that, Ye Mo jumped off the roof and swayed as she walked towards the carriage.

She was about to vomit, but it would be too embarrassing to do such a thing in front of Jiang Yueming!

It's better to stay away from him first and then find another place to resolve the issue yourself.

Jiang Yueming gazed silently at the departing girl, shook his head, and smiled wryly, "She's still just a little girl after all."

He was well aware of Ye Mo's little scheme, but her half-drunk appearance was quite charming.

"By the way, System, what did you mean when you said I was in deep trouble?"

"Song Jiu has arrived at Black Thunder Cliff," the system voice echoed in my mind.

"Song Jiu?" Jiang Yueming frowned and pondered.

"Only by going to the Immortal Netherworld Restaurant can many mysteries be revealed and news about the Netherworld be obtained," Jiang Yueming murmured, clenching his fists.

Once we learn about the Netherworld, breaking the millennium-old mystery will be a piece of cake.

This way, one can save the common people, as well as oneself and one's parents.

"I'm not trying to discourage you, but how can a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator like you possibly deal with Black Thunder Cliff?" Fu Dongliu slowly spoke from within his soul sea.

The current situation is clearly not favorable to Jiang Yueming. Putting aside the old grudge between Jiang Wushen and Hei Leiya from years ago, now that they know Jiang Wushen's true strength and weaknesses, the robbery of the caravan has become inevitable.

Jiang Yueming himself is in the escort team, so how can he save his life?

Upon hearing Fu Dongliu's words, Jiang Yueming turned around and jumped off the roof with a flick of her robe, a slight smile playing on her lips.

He glanced at the brightly lit and bustling banquet hall ahead, then strode forward.

"How to deal with it? The immortal has a brilliant plan!"