1658: C1658 Wealthy Marriage 1585

C1658 Wealthy Marriage 1585

Dong Qing nodded. He was thinking the same thing.

Ding Yiyi looked at Ye Nianmo and saw that he did not refute, but was also listening. She continued, "Plus, we encountered two tunnels before. One passage is upward, and the other is downward. The downward passage will come here, and the upward passage will lead to the first floor of the tower."

She took a deep breath, "Therefore, the light pillar filled up the third floor and not the fourth floor of the tower, while the Confucius statue had more dead bodies. This is the real exit, and the stone door of the first floor is only an entrance, and one that cannot be entered!"

"Found it." Ye Nianmo's voice sounded just right. He walked in front of Ding Yiyi and touched her hair as a reward.

Ye Bo pointed at the statue and said, "There is air flow here, so it should be the exit right above."

"I'll go up first." Dong Qing pursed her lips. "If there's any danger, I'll call out to them. You two, find another way out."

"No way!" Ding Yiyi immediately said, "If there's really danger, how can I let you take the risk?"

Ye Nianmo pulled her back. When he saw the look in Dong Qing's eyes, he understood a little more. He didn't say anything and took a step back.

Dongqing was silent. She told him directly that this man in front of her knew exactly what he was going to do. He looked at Ye Nianmo and said, "Take good care of her."

"Dong Qing, don't take the risk!" Ding Yiyi wanted to stop Dong Qing, but her hand was firmly grabbed and she was unable to move. She could only watch as he used the stone statue of Confucius to climb up.

He groped around the ceiling for a moment, then raised his hands. A moment later, a plank opened from the inside to the outside.

When the sunlight shone in, the soil in the surroundings fell all the way down. A little dirt fell into Ding Yiyi's eyes, so she could only close her eyes. When she opened her eyes, the holly tree was already gone.

Ye Nianmo and co. stood in a place where the sun could shine. He held Ding Yiyi's hand and stood there quietly, as if the outside world couldn't attract him.

"Dong Qing?" "Dong Qing?" Ding Yiyi shouted twice, but there was no response. It was very quiet up there. Other than the light footsteps at the beginning, there was nothing else to be heard anymore.

"Let's go up." Ye Nianmo said softly.

Ye Bo was the first to climb up. He easily climbed to the top of the stone statue, grabbed the edge of the wood and jumped up, "Come up."

"Where's Dong Qing?" Ding Yiyi raised her head and asked.

Ye Bo didn't reply. Seeing that she was very worried, he could only say: "He's fine."

Ding Yiyi heaved a sigh of relief. She let Ye Nianmo's hand pass under her armpit and lifted her up.

After exiting the cave, he found himself standing next to the only woman's house in the village.

The surroundings were completely silent. No one was walking around the village. The blind old goat was quietly sitting aside, chewing something non-stop.

When Ding Yiyi came up, she asked, "Where is he?"

Aside from Ye Nianmo and Ye Bo, Dong Qing was nowhere to be seen. There were also no footprints left behind. It must have been artificially swept away.

Ye Nianmo walked to her side, "He has already left."

"I'm leaving." She was shocked as she hung her head down dejectedly. 'That's right, he came to find the Paradise, but it's just a beautiful scene before him before he goes.'

Suddenly, Ye Nianmo quickly took out his pistol and turned around neatly. He pointed the pistol at the door and said with a cold voice, "Come out."

Ding Yiyi took the initiative to walk behind him, not giving him any trouble.

The door opened gently, revealing a black head. Fear could be seen in its distinct black and white eyes.

Ding Yiyi let out a long sigh and gently tugged on the hem of Ye Nianmo's clothes, "She's the only woman in this village. She's very pitiful."

Ye Nianmo kept his pistol, "Where are the others?"

The woman shook her head, the bronze ring at the corner of her eye striking her black cheek. She pointed into the distance.

"You speak English?" Ye Nianmo narrowed his eyes. According to his observation, other than the chief who spoke English, no one else knew English.

Ding Yiyi saw that the woman's body was trembling with fear and said, "She should have learned it when listening to the chief."

Ye Nianmo stopped looking at the woman in front of him. He walked around the room, then walked in front of Ding Yiyi and put a gun in her hand. He bent down and looked at her seriously, "Are you willing to wait for me here?"

Ding Yiyi remained silent as she gripped the gun tightly. "You want to go to that place?"

He nodded, there must be a reason for that scream and the sudden silence. It seemed that everyone in the village had gone to the spire, and that woman was not a threat to Ding Yiyihua. Even if there were one or two people, she was still safe as long as there were pistols.

"I'll wait for you here." Ding Yiyi held the pistol. She knew what he was thinking and didn't want to distract him.

Ye Nianmo kissed her forehead and told her to hide in the room. Then, he and Ye Bo hurried over there.

"Is he your Tara?" the black woman asked.

Tara? Ding Yiyi smiled. "Are you talking about a husband?"

"Husband?" The woman repeated it, and read it awkwardly.

"A husband is someone he wants to be with for the rest of his life." Ding Yiyi answered. Thinking about Ye Nianmo, she felt very sweet in her heart. Thinking about Dong Qing who left without saying goodbye, she felt a little disappointed.

She didn't know what her husband meant, what was the difference between her and Tara, and why the man had taken a bite out of this woman just now.

Sometimes, when she happened to be bleeding red from God's punishment, the Taras would beat her with sticks just to help her get rid of the demons that clung to her as quickly as possible.

Then they would avoid fusing with her, and the devil would not bring sickness and laziness down on them through the fusing portal.

The beautiful woman vomited again and watched her push open the door and run out.

Ding Yiyi vomited out everything in her stomach. Although the pregnancy reaction was not severe, the occasional pregnancy reaction was very uncomfortable.

She patted her stomach, comforting her slightly protruding belly. "I'm sorry for making you worry for so long."

Suddenly, she heard the black woman scream, then a piece of cloth wrapped around her mouth and nose.

She smelled the medicine on the cloth and held her breath. However, she was still a step away. Her consciousness drifted away and her last memory was of a pair of rough hands.

In front of the tower, the aboriginals were lying around in a mess. In front of them were many simple and crude projectors. Some of the sharpened wood was still in the projector but it hadn't yet been fired.

The floor was littered with sharpened wooden strips that hadn't been sharpened yet. One of them was holding a sharp knife in his hand. This proved that he had been concentrating on sharpening his weapon and had been ambushed.

Ye Bo squatted down to check one of their pulse, "No problem, they just fainted." He followed suit and looked at a few other people, all of whom had just fainted.

Someone ambushed them from behind, knocked them out, and saved Ye Nianmo's group.

Ye Nianmo walked to the chief's side. His abdomen violently trembled and the back of his hand was stabbed. This was the only injured person.

He squatted down and looked at the pattern on the dagger. Suddenly, his expression changed and he ran towards the road that he had come from.

The village was quiet, but there were messy footprints on the ground. He took out his gun and the door opened automatically. The black woman stuck out her head and said, "Let's go."

"Where did you go?!" he asked coldly.

The woman seemed frightened and could not speak. She shivered and stuck her head into the little room.

Ye Nianmo gripped the gun tightly, his fist was on the coconut tree beside him, and the back of his hand was scratched by the rough bark. When he moved his hand, the bark was stained with blood.

On the beach, several people were running towards the yacht. One of them was carrying a woman on his shoulder.0

Suddenly, a person fell. Everyone looked around in alarm, but there was no one around.

"Hurry up!" One of them hurriedly said, while the others quickened their pace.

Another gunshot rang out, and another man fell. At the same time, they could not see who had attacked them.

Ding Yiyi was jolted awake by the sound of two gunshots. Her memory lingered on the moment when the woman screamed, and the jolt of her body made her realize that she was being held up.

Her mouth was stuffed with a cloth, but no words came out. Her lower jaw was aching, and saliva dripped down through the cracks of the cloth.

Suddenly, the person carrying her lowered her down, allowing her to clearly see his face. It was a foreigner, with white hair all over his arms.

"Bam!" The man in front of her took a sudden step forward. His head was bleeding, first one drop, then two, and finally a great deal of blood.

Its huge body collapsed right at Ding Yiyi's feet. Ding Yiyi was so frightened that she took a step back. Someone grabbed her wrist and threw her onto the yacht.

She struggled to look where the gunshot had come from, and saw a streak of black in the green. It was the man.

The yacht was already in motion. She stared at the man, feeling that he was also looking at her. Was he the one who had fired the gun? Was he trying to kill her or was he trying to save her?

The yacht sped towards the middle of the sea, and the man's figure gradually shrank before he could no longer be seen.

As they drove, Ding Yiyi was stunned once again. When she woke up, she was in a luxurious room.

She had already changed into a soft and comfortable dress. The dress was very loose and comfortable to wear. She got off the bed and found that the carpet on the ground was abnormally soft.

Walking to the circular window, she saw a deep blue sea. The seagulls quickly flew across the surface of the sea and then disappeared from her line of sight.

When she smelled the fragrance, her stomach just sounded out. She followed the smell and found some European snacks on the tea table.

There was a small bowl of pumpkin yoghurt salad and a plate of black tea. What made her even more surprised was that there was a small plate of buns on the table. Three exquisite buns were placed on the tray.

After she finished the steamed bun and drank the steaming cup of black tea, she finally felt much better. When she reached the door, she opened it hesitantly, only to discover that it was not locked.

It was a long corridor with a red carpet on the floor, but it was much less comfortable compared to the previous room.

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