Pretty CEO's Soldier Son-in-law

Clear astonishment appeared within Yan Moji's eyes.    

Gao Fei nodded. "Oh, it seems like you're not in the same group as those people."    

Uncle Hee, who was using Worries-forgetting Powder to abduct Shen Yinbing, once told her a story from seven hundred years ago.    

When Uncle Hee was telling this story, he did not mention why those grassland soldiers from seven hundred years ago wanted to kill his ancestors. He only told Shen Yinbing that they all belonged to Anggui Cult.    

But unfortunately, it was not under the jurisdiction of the Anggui King.    

If it was anyone else, they would definitely be confused.    

Gao Fei, who climbed out of the Dahan Mausoleum, could roughly guess what happened.    

Of course, this was all based on the hypothesis.    

If Iron Muzhen was really the Anggui King from seven hundred years ago, after he used the power of his Anggui Cult to obtain the world, he was worried that the stronger his Anggui Cult would become a danger to the Empire of Dayuan, so he separated the four scriptures and started to massacre the people who contributed the most, including the Western Yan Family.    

The fish from the Yan Family of the west escaped to Everest, and with the help of the avalanche, it avoided the fate of being killed. Luckily, they found the Worries-forgetting Powder in the cave and relied on it to survive.    

After that, they worked hard to develop Worries-forgetting Powder. As the world went by, their people slowly split into three factions: Seven Deadly Slaughter, Greedy Wolf, and Broken Army.    

They claimed to be from the Anggui Cult, but refused to accept the commander of the Anggui Kings.    

As for why they didn't establish a new sect and what the meaning of their existence was, Gao Fei still couldn't figure it out.    

"I may know more than you do, but I won't tell you."    

Gao Fei bent his body to look at Yan Moji, and asked: "You should know about Worries-forgetting Powder right?"    

"Of course I know!"    

Yan Moji blurted out these words as her eyes lit up, "You … you didn't use a Worries-forgetting Powder too did you?"    

Pain flashed across Gao Fei's face as he muttered: "I really don't want to suck on that stuff. I have endless money, I have beautiful women who I can't finish. I'll live whatever I want to live."    

Gao Fei suddenly became irritable. He stood up from the rock and quickly circled around Yan Moji, roaring at the moon like a wolf: "But those despicable people used Shen Yinbing to feed me the Worries-forgetting Powder, and broke my happy life! I, I, and they are sworn enemies, I want to kill them all, kill them all! "    

When he finished speaking, Gao Fei looked down at Yan Moji with a ferocious expression, "You piece of trash, why did you ruin my happy life? Why!"    

Seeing the pain Gao Fei felt from the bottom of his heart, Yan Moji smiled. She laughed and said happily: "The happiest thing in the world is to submit to a Worries-forgetting Powder. If there's one other reason why I don't want to die, it's because I can't let go of the Worries-forgetting Powder … In that world, there are no Worries-forgetting Powder. "    

"Worries-forgetting Powder, Worries-forgetting Powder, f * ck off with your Worries-forgetting Powder!"    

Gao Fei raised his foot in anger and kicked the stone on Yan Moji's leg hard. Then, he bent over and kicked it out.    

As if he had gone mad, he took all four stones and grabbed her collar, fiercely asking: "Tell me, how do I get rid of the Worries-forgetting Powder!"    

Yan Moji smiled happily. "There's only one way."    

Gao Fei hurriedly asked: "Hurry and tell me!"    

Yan Moji replied softly, "So it means death."    

"Die?" Is it only death? "    

Gao Fei was stunned for a long time before slowly letting go of Yan Moji. He staggered back a few steps and then sat on the snow. He held his head with his hands and grabbed his hair: "But I don't want to die, I really don't want to die."    

Yan Moji, who had collapsed on the ground, rubbed her broken left shoulder with her left hand. She coughed and said, "No one wants to die. I don't want to die either."    

"Damn you, because there's no meaning in living anymore."    

Gao Fei raised his head and looked at Yan Moji, sneering. "What's the point of living with a woman like you?"    

"Am I ugly?"    

Yan Moji asked after taking a deep breath.    

"I don't want to look at you one more time."    

Gao Fei slowly calmed down. When he turned his head to look elsewhere, he heard a burst of light crackling sounds. Before he even looked back, he heard a clear voice that sounded like silver bells saying, "Look at it now."    

"What's so good about your ghastly appearance?"    

Gao Fei turned his head as he said this.    

Then, he was stunned.    

He was stunned.    

God can attest, just now Gao Fei was acting, what despair, anger, and depression, they were all acting. After he found out about Yan Moji's background, he started acting and didn't want to kill her anymore. He just wanted to become 'comrades-in-arms' with that damned woman and learn more from her.    

He was stunned, not because he just wanted to act, but because he was truly shocked: the ghost-like Yan Moji had turned into a beautiful woman with black hair and red lips.    

"So she can transform just like the Anggui King. "Damn, just what kind of evil technique is this?"    

After seeing Yan Moji become a beauty, Gao Fei immediately thought of the Anggui King.    

Yan Moji was satisfied with Gao Fei's shocked expression, "Are you surprised?"    

Gao Fei nodded, but continued to shake his head: "Yes, this, this is not true …" Are you a human or a ghost? "    

"Of course I'm human."    

Yan Moji replied slowly, "This is just a face changing technique."    

"Face-Changing Art? There is actually such a wondrous Face-Changing Art in this world? "    

Gao Fei rubbed his eyes and muttered, "Everyone knows that the Face-Changing Divine Art originates from the Yan Family of Shu and is a secret that has never been passed down since ancient times. You are from the Yan Family of Western Hunan, how could you understand a secret that others do not pass on?"    

Yan Moji rubbed her aching right shoulder and said, "You're right. The Face-Changing Divine Art is indeed from the Yan Family of Shu. I can learn it because the people who escaped to Everest were from the Yan Family of Shu. Unfortunately, this person is not a core disciple of the Yan Family of Shu.    

Yan Moji's tone was tinged with regret. "It is said that one can become whomever they want after cultivating the real Face-Changing Art, including the change in bones and the color of their eyes. However, that person only knows a little bit about it. After a lifetime of studying, he could barely be considered to have achieved a little bit. "    

Gao Fei listened silently.    

Yan Moji raised her right hand.    

Under the moonlight, her right hand had once again transformed into the Ghost Claw.    

Looking at the Ghost Claw, Yan Moji said in dissatisfaction, "The small achievements that he has studied all his life can only make him look like a ghost, and they can only change in one way … Hmph hmph, even now, it is still regarded as a secret that is not passed down by him, if it wasn't for my Xiangxi Yan Family doing great deeds and exchanging it for a secret method to get rid of corpses, I believe he would have brought this final method to his grave. "    

Gao Fei swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "But this method alone is enough to shock the world."    

Yan Moji waved her right hand and said proudly, "Of course! It was rumored that the senior from the Yan Family of Shu had said before he died that this method was already heaven-defying. The Yan Family of the people of Shu have been exterminated overnight by the people of the prairie, and the Art of Transforming one's face into another was completely lost. That is because the heavens did not permit them to use their techniques to harm the people of the world, which was the punishment of the heavens. "    

If he could be punished by the heavens, then would the Anggui King be struck by lightning sooner or later?    

"En, I have to find an opportunity to ask her in the future. It's best to save the Face-Changing Divine Technique for now, so that she won't be struck by lightning." When Gao Fei thought of this, Yan Moji asked, "Are you thinking that you can learn this martial art?"    

Gao Fei nodded.    

Yan Moji sniggered and stretched out her hand. "Hmph, stop dreaming. Your bones have already been formed. You've long surpassed the age for this kind of godly skill."    

"It's fine if you don't want to learn it, but I also don't want to turn into the ghost that you were in just now."    

Gao Fei stood up and asked, "What are you doing with your hands out as if you were asking for food?"    

Yan Moji angrily said, "Naturally, it is to let you help me up and send me to the hospital."    

Gao Fei pretended to be stupid: "We are enemies, and just now we were fighting to the death, how could I help you?"    

Yan Moji became even angrier: "I didn't know that you had already consumed the Worries-forgetting Powder, so we are enemies now. Now that I know, we are comrades-in-arms, so of course you have to help me! "    

"But you don't know me, and you don't even know who kidnapped Qin Chengcheng. What kind of comrades are we?"    

"That's just a difference in the division of labor. Don't worry, I'll tell the higher-ups that you're already a comrade. In the future, I won't try to deal with you anymore."    

"Then can you tell your boss to put Qin Chengcheng back? Oh, right. There's also Yan Hong. It would be best if there's another one, Shieh Hongyan. "    

Gao Fei grabbed Yan Moji's left hand and pulled her up from the ground.    

Yan Moji raised her right foot and fell into Gao Fei's arms. She wrapped her left arm around his neck and panted as she said, "Bastard, I told you just now that the person who kidnapped Qin Chengcheng and the others has nothing to do with me. We are not in the same department. I only appeared to sweep the end, just like when I was on the banks of the Yellow River. "    

"Have you been to the Su Family Villa as well? "Before Yan Hong was kidnapped."    

"Of course I've been there before. I've been watching her most of the night, hiding outside the window to watch Shen Yinbing. I've tried to kill her several times, using her corpse."    

Yan Moji said coldly, "I've been chasing after a lot of corpses, but I've never been able to catch up with a beauty's corpse, so I really want to give it a try."    

Gao Fei also coldly said: "Luckily, you didn't touch her."    

"I was just thinking, so I wouldn't do that. She's also my comrade."    

Yan Moji said impatiently, "Alright, can you pick me up and carry me down the mountain? My whole body is in terrible pain. "    

"Wait a moment."    

Gao Fei released his hand.    

Yan Moji held onto the cement platform of the signal tower and asked, "What are you going to do?"    

Gao Fei didn't say anything. He walked quickly to the headless zombie and asked: "Is this really Su Beishan?"    

Yan Moji finally understood what Gao Fei was trying to do. She nodded and said, "Yes, it's indeed him."    

Sighing softly, Gao Fei bent over and held Su Beishan's head, placing it in front of his corpse, then began to bury the snow on top of it. "I will have the Enforcer come and examine the corpse, then take it back to cremate it, and bury it in the cemetery, do you have any objections?"    

Yan Moji said blandly, "His cervical spine is completely damaged. There is no longer any value in getting rid of it. You can take care of it as you wish. Do you know that?" Even though Su Beishan is quite old, he's still one of the 'spiritual' zombies under me.    

"Don't ever tell me about this ever again, or else I'll really kill you."    

Gao Fei stopped his actions, turned around and coldly looked at Yan Moji, and said, "It doesn't matter if he deserves to die or not, he still trusted me before he died, and he really doted on his daughter. Just from these two points alone, I will not allow anyone to spoil him again.