Ji Yuan, the ancestor of mankind, is most likely a child of destiny in the past. His strength is probably the same as Azi and Yi, a cross-border level.
Heaven's restrictions on him are not high, or there are no restrictions at all, and he probably controls certain laws. When he was on Ye Haixing, the attacks he and Yin Chu made on the black ether were all wrapped in laws.
Therefore, this old guy who has tricked Ning Yun several times has the maximum financial resources, force, and influence, and so far, Ning Yun has not seen any weaknesses in him.
So the question is, Ning Yun has worked diligently for the system for thousands of years. Is the hard-earned vacation just to make himself feel wronged?
of course not.
Instead of scraping off two or three layers of oil and skin from his body, Ning Yun wrote his name upside down.
However, one code equals one code, and revenge must be retaliated, but you can't let this delay your own entertainment.
Eat when you should, drink when you should, and the most important thing is to make yourself comfortable and happy.
After the heart crystal in his hand completely dissipated into energy and merged into the body's eyeball, Ning Yun lay down again and used his cane to open the star network.
I haven't gone to Qingqing's live broadcast room to buy gifts for several days. I have been busy helping Yanxuan pick tea during my spare time recently, and I really don't have time to come and listen to the music.
Entering the live broadcast room, Qingqing was singing a slightly sad love song.
"The whisper of the night echoes in my heart, the air is swaying, and I slowly stand on tiptoe..."
It sounded pretty good, so Ning Yun silently ordered fifty interstellar airships for her.
Although the personal assets of the special class were forced by the school to be invested in a special foundation, Ning Yun still had some private assets that were not saved in the Ning family bank.
The last time she went to the Prologue Planet for a drink, Ji Yurou proposed that she and Ning Yun trade the materials they obtained in various planes. When trading for a string of unused purple heart bracelets that Ning Yun got during a business trip to the outside world, Seeing the trouble Ji Yurou was having with change, Ning Yun asked her to make do with Xingqiong's money.
So two days later, Ning Yun's account at the Royal Bank inexplicably gained 50 billion Star Coins.
So he is quite rich now.
Five minutes later, Qingqing finished singing the song that she seemed to have composed herself, and then she said lightly, "Thank you to user 3306382 for the fifty interstellar airships. Long time no see. What song do you want to listen to?"
After knowing this wealthy man who didn't even bother to give him a name for so long, Qingqing also roughly understood this person's thoughts.
He simply comes to listen to the music, and he always leaves after listening, simply and simply.
"Come here..."
Ning Yun looked at the time and saw that it was almost lunch time. This week it was his turn to help others with meals.
"You take your pick, any song will do."
After typing these words, Ning Yun rewarded her with another hundred interstellar airships.
"Then I'll sing you a song about my hometown."
This is an old song, and Qingqing suddenly wanted to sing it today.
As the distant and vicissitudes of music played, Ning Yun twisted his neck, got out of bed, put on his shoes, and put on his headphones.
This song is really good, and it does have a magic that reminds people of home.
But the only disappointing thing is that Ning Yun, the person who requested the song, has no such thing as a hometown.
His little nest on earth had long since been demolished and converted into a milk tea shop, and only that warm and comfortable little nest on earth recorded the traces of his life.
He is a rootless duckweed, destined to wander. When he was a child, he watched the gypsies on TV and thought they were so handsome and free. But when it is his turn to experience this kind of life, he will find that this kind of life is really tiring and tiring. no point.
Gee, why are you thinking about this? It’s really disappointing.
Ning Yun opened the door, walked to the front of Yang Fan's stone house, and knocked on the door, "Are you there? Don't pretend to be dead, go get some food."
His driver's license was cancelled. If he wanted to drive to a canteen dozens of kilometers away to get food, he could only let Yang Fan, a man who had held a driver's license for four years and still couldn't drive, take him on a flying motorcycle.
After a long while, Yang Fan's feeble voice came from inside the house: "Okay..."
It seemed that failing the exam was a big blow to him. After all, the sixteen books thicker than dictionaries that Wei Wushuang asked him to memorize word by word were too terrifying.
Yang Fan, who looked pale, slowly opened the door and got on the flying motorcycle that Ning Yun took out from the pendant.
"You say...can I discuss with Teacher Wei and let me go to any planet to catch a strange beast of any order and bring it back to use as a make-up test score?"
While driving, Yang Fan innocently asked Ning Yun, "Isn't it much harder to catch those high-level beasts than to endorse them?"
"You can go and ask." Ning Yun sat behind him, wearing headphones and listening to the song, "It's unlikely."
Almost zero.
"That's right..."
Yang Fan said dejectedly, "I heard that even the principal can't do anything to her."
When the two of them arrived in front of the exclusive teaching building for special classes where the cafeteria is located, Qingqing's song had just finished singing.
When Yang Fan parked the car, Ning Yun opened the live broadcast room that was transferred to the background. After swiping the gift, he typed, "I'm going to eat. See you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow."
Qingqing saw what he had swiped. The live broadcast platform was specially made for this wealthy man. It was an eternal diamond equivalent to a hundred interstellar airships. She reminded him again, "You can request songs without swiping gifts."
Her father saw her frantically keeping accounts in her private account two days ago. He thought she was going out to make money regardless of her condition, so he came to her and said, "Our family stands at the top of the starry sky, on the same front as the royal family." Our big family doesn’t need you as a patient to earn money to support the family.” The father, who was nearly two meters tall and as tough as a bear, cried to himself with tears and snot in his nose. Qingqing was also very embarrassed.
"I like your songs very much, bye."
Faced with Qingqing's kindness, Ning Yun just typed these words and exited the live broadcast room.
"Have you seen enough?"
He said to Yang Fan who was standing nearby, peeking blatantly and thinking he was hiding well, "If you've seen enough, leave quickly. If you go slower, Ji Qingge will eat people when he's hungry."
"Ahem, let's go." Yang Fan sneered awkwardly and followed Ning Yun.
"Who is that anchor? He looks so weird."
"It's number 19082 on the Xingyu platform. Search it yourself."
"oh oh."
"..."
"Oh Ning Yun, you are so weird."
"ha?"
"It feels like you were a completely different person when you were robbing Xiaoying in our village than you are now."
"Ah."
"Speaking of which, our village is so remote. How did the young master find that place?"
"idle."
"And I saw the photos Xiaoying sent over before, the photos they had during their dinner party. Your maids from the Ning family are all so beautiful."
"The Ning family has high wages and good benefits. When selecting people, it is natural to select the best."
"Then you have seen so many beautiful girls, why do you want to snatch my little Ying?"
"..."
"Those maids in your family are all prettier than Xiaoying. Xiaoying even secretly told me that a newcomer named "Xiaolan" made her feel inferior."
"Why exactly?"
"Why?"
"You Ye Haixing are too partial and too poor."
Ning Yun looked at Yang Fan's innocent eyes and sighed.
He hates Destiny's Child, and he hates his damn supporting character's physique even more.
"I didn't want to come back empty-handed, so I just kidnapped people as souvenirs."
