Ye Xiong drove past a shopping mall and suddenly remembered that Yang Xinyi asked him to buy something for his baby, so he stopped the car and walked in.

As soon as I walked in, I saw a familiar figure.

"Brother Xiong, long time no see."

A slim girl came over and said unexpectedly.

The girl is petite and delicate, with very delicate facial features, just a little short, and is estimated to be only 1.6 meters tall.

"Are you?" Ye Xiong thought for a while, but couldn't think of the other party's name.

"Brother Xiong is a big shot, how could he keep me as a little shot in his heart?" The girl sighed and said dissatisfiedly: "I'm afraid you even forgot Sister Weiwei."

When she mentioned this, Ye Xiong immediately remembered it.

"Xiaoyun, it turns out it's you."

She is Luo Weiwei's classmate Xiaoyun. Last time Xiaoyun got married, Ye Xiong went to find Luo Weiwei, but she messed up her marriage.

Actually, it’s a good thing. Her husband is just a scumbag. When she marrys him, Xiaoyun will only suffer more.

"I just didn't think of your name at once." Ye Xiong smiled awkwardly.

"I heard from Sister Weiwei that there are countless beauties around you, how could you think of me as a little supporting role?"

"Look at what you said, what's going on?" Ye Xiong quickly changed the topic: "You opened this mall?"

"The boss is a relative of me. He wants to transfer it, but I have nothing to do, so I bought the mall and operated it myself."

The two chatted for a while, and Xiaoyun asked, "Little Sister Weiwei said, have you become a father?"

"Yes, I'm not going to buy something for my kids."

"I'll help you pick it, and children's things cannot be careless."

Next, Xiaoyun personally took Ye Xiong to the second floor to select things.

"How long hasn't you seen Sister Weiwei?"

"It's not long."

Ye Xiong felt a little guilty. He had no time to take care of all the women around him.

Not only Luo Weiwei, but also Du Yuehua and Hua Yingying, these women who have contributed to him, have not seen them for a long time.

Soon, everything was ready, and Ye Xiong went to the front desk to check out.

"Brother Xiong, I don't know if I should mention it?"

"Just say anything, don't be so disgusting."

Xiaoyun thought for a while before saying, "Actually, we women are very simple. As long as we really like a man, we can do anything. The most unbearable thing is to ignore it."

On the way back, Ye Xiong kept thinking about Xiaoyun's words.

The meaning is very obvious. Luo Weiwei can give everything for him, even if she is his lover.

He obviously made her sad because he hadn't seen her for a long time.

"It seems we must hurry up and go to the secret place and pick another batch of spiritual medicines back."

Ye Xiong wished to train all the women related to him to become cultivators. When they have enough strength, they will take them to places like the secret realm. Then no one will say anything and will be able to sleep with them.

After returning, Ye Xiong told Yang Xinyi about his business trip.

Even though Yang Xinyi was reluctant to let go, she knew that Ye Xiong was busy and didn't say anything.

At night, the two of them were so passionate that they almost integrated each other into their bodies.

The joy of fish and water is not worthy of being told by outsiders.

The next morning, after Ye Xiong arranged everything, he set out quietly.

Ye Xiong did not take Murong Ruyin with him. He had a premonition that there was something wrong with this business trip.

It is rumored that the Poison Young Master is hiding in the Burmese shop. If he has the chance, he will definitely kill him.

Three days later, Ye Xiong put on makeup and entered the Myanmar store.

That day, he was having a meal in a restaurant when he suddenly heard two Chinese people talking in a low voice.

"I heard that the great prince of the gods wanted to marry ten wives, and the people were so angry that they were so angry that we didn't even have a wife, and they all married ten." A guest whispered.

"I have married two last year, but this year I have started to marry another one."

"The eldest prince likes to collect women from all over the world as wives. What country is it from this time?"

"I heard it's China and she's pretty." Another guest looked around and saw that no one was paying attention. Then he whispered: "This woman doesn't want to marry at all. She was forced. The last time I saw her, she was locked up."

"Being attracted to the big prince can only be considered unlucky. Who doesn't know that the gods are the rulers of the entire Myanmar country, and even the government has no way to do anything."

The voices of the two gradually lowered.

Ye Xiong looks like a man in his forties, so there is no need to avoid it too much.

Just after dinner, three people walked into the outside, two men and one woman, all of whom were Chinese.

The woman Ye Xiong knew Wen Qingqing, who had had several contacts with him.

Wen Qingqing was obviously threatened and reluctant to walk. It was only when the two of them pushed her that she was willing to walk in.

Her expression was dull and her face was haggard. She knew she had suffered a lot at a glance.

"I advise you to be obedient, otherwise, don't blame our subordinates for being merciless." The short man threatened.

"I've told you a hundred times, I don't know anything. What's the use of catching us?"

"I believe you are useless, and our young master must believe you to be useful." The tall and thin man snorted.

Ye Xiong felt a little nervous. Could it be that the young master they were talking about was the young master Poison?

After the two men took Wen Qingqing to dinner, they left the restaurant.

Ye Xiong didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but the reason why Wen Qingqing was arrested was most likely because of his own affairs, and he could not stand by death and refuse to save him.

It was too late, and the two men found a place to stay and prepared to continue their journey tomorrow morning.

In the hotel room, Wen Qingqing shrank in the corner, trembling.

The two men who were escorting her were on another bed, drinking beer while gnawing on lamb.

"Grandma, such a beautiful girl can only be seen but not fucked. She's so fucked." The short man cursed.

"After escorting her back, we'll find another girl to have fun, just a woman, it's different." The tall and thin man looked much more steady, reminding him. "Young Master told me that this girl should not be touched, but you don't know what kind of temper he is."

The short man looked at Wen Qingqing with a pure look, and his eyes were full of reluctance.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a loud bang.

The door of the bed fell to the ground and a man in his forties walked in.

"Who are you?"

"What do you want to do?"

The two men's expressions changed drastically, and they both pulled out daggers and prepared to take action.

A black shadow flashed, with a white ray...

When they responded, the two of them had already fallen straight to the ground, not even knowing how they died.

Wen Qingqing raised her head, looked at the figure in front of her, suddenly rushed over, hugged him and started crying loudly.

Although the other party was wearing makeup, she recognized him at a glance. He was the man she had unforgettable.

"My parents are dead."

Wen Qingqing burst into tears, tears wet Ye Xiong's clothes.
Chapter completed!