Strongest Abandoned Son Chapter 567: Diary of Sister Yan

The diary's title page is pasted with a picture of a beautiful girl. Ye Mo can vaguely see that it was the old sister Yan, and even Ye Mo felt that she was not much different from now. On the right side of the front page of the diary, seven words "Yin Yinyan's diary" were written. The handwriting was beautiful and delicate.

Yin Yinyan? Is this Yan's name? Ye Mo suddenly remembered that she said to herself that her mother was Yin Qingcheng. Couldn't she be her aunt? Ye Mo frowned. If Sister Yan was her aunt, would she be a little too aggressive towards herself?

Although in Luo Yue, it doesn't matter if your aunt and niece marry one person at the same time, but it's not Luo Yue, it's the earth. But Ye Mo shook her head quickly, maybe she remembered her mother. Is it too much for an aunt to hold herself? This should be normal. Ye Mo patted his forehead, he thought too much.

After that kind of thing happened with Song Yingzhu, and after a while with Ning Qingxue's ears, his mind seemed to be a little unhealthy.

Ye Mo shook her head, shook off these things, and opened the next page of the diary. The words on the next page of the diary were very vague and crooked. Ye Mo even suspected that it was written by a primary school student and had little content.

"April 8, xx80, sunny. Today at the Maoci Bay venue, my father took me to the venue with my sister. I used the money my father gave me to buy a diary. I like this book very much. I I ’m 6 years old and finally have my own diary. "

The following are trivial things, all kinds of small things done with her sister, her sister seems to be very protective in her words.

"January 25, xx81, Daxue. Today, another brother came to my house. He was a few years older than his sister, and became our Senior Brother. His name is Ye Cai."

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"February 16, xx82, sunny. Dad likes to let us practice martial arts every day, but I don't like it. I only like that guqin. Later Senior Brother practiced martial arts with my sister. I started practicing piano alone. I often say a few words, and then I felt that he stopped talking about me and still supported me ... "

"March 27, xx82, rain. Today, a friend of my dad came to the house. He said that I was very talented, and even that I participated in the competition and could win the national championship of the junior group. He wanted me to go to Beijing , But I do n’t want to go. Dad just asked me a word and did n’t agree with that person.

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"November 19, xx83, overcast. Today I was in a bad mood. I felt that the sound of the piano popping out was not good at all, and I felt that my dad was also in a bad mood."

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"June 21, xx84, Yin. Senior Brother and my sister are very good to me, I think maybe my smallest sake. As long as there is something delicious, or a fun sister, let me first. My sister never snatched anything from me. My dad treats me well. And my dad has never scolded me, but my dad often scolds my sister, and sometimes even scolds my sister. And any good thing is Let me pick it first, and then give it to my sister. At that time, I secretly thought, wasn't my sister biological? "

Ye Mo just saw this, and felt the plane shake. He subconsciously swept out with Divine Sense. It should be meeting the airflow. A stewardess came over with a trolley and saw Ye Mo, who was watching something, stopped and asked, "Sir, what do Excuse me/may I ask need to drink?"

"Oh, let's have a glass of orange juice." Ye Mo said casually, and reached for the orange juice in the flight attendant's hand. Suddenly he took a subconscious look at the stewardess, and smiled meaningfully. He even found a pistol under the cart.

The stewardess saw Ye Mo smile, and her face suddenly turned red. Of course, being a stewardess on the plane would not grow ugly. Actualization/in fact she was very beautiful. She knows that many of these people who can go from San Francisco to Hong Kong are rich. The young man who smiled at her looked pretty handsome. The main thing was that he had an inexplicable temperament. For a moment, she forgot to keep pushing the cart away.

Ye Mo patted her cart and quickly took the pistol strapped under the cart in her hand. Then he destroyed the structure inside the gun at the fastest speed, and finally made a Divine Sense mark on the pistol, and then put the gun back. This series of actions was extremely fast, plus the cover of his hands. After all of this was done, the stewardess stood still in front of Ye Mo.

Ye Mo thought that this pistol was the stewardess, but now he seems to think more. Judging by the expression and movement of the stewardess, maybe she didn't even know that there was a pistol under her trolley.

Ye Mo put away the diary. The diary could go back and look at it. Now that a pistol is found, it means there is something wrong with the plane. Ye Mo remembered that the Ning Qingxue flight was from Hong Kong to San Francisco, but her plane crashed halfway.

"Give me a cup of coffee" A man is already calling behind Ye Mo.

The stewardess quickly pushed the car over, and picked up a cup of instant coffee and handed it to the man.

Ye Mo's Divine Sense always pays attention to the changes in the cabin, but after the stewardess has pushed the cart back, no one wants to move the pistol under the cart. Ye Mo was a little confused, was this pistol forgotten by others, or it was the stewardess at all.

The flight attendant put down the trolley and started talking with other flight attendants. After a while, there were more and more stewardesses coming in, there were five of them. Ye Mo retracted Divine Sense. Anyway, he made the Divine Sense mark on the pistol. Whoever took it, he would know.

"Are you traveling to San Francisco?" The man sitting next to Ye Mo suddenly interrupted Ye Mo's thinking.

Ye Mo just noticed that he was a Old man in his sixties. Although he looked good mentally, but Ye H's Divine Sense swept away, he knew that Old man was about to die. Ye Mo wanted to see what kind of illness he was, he was going to die, he was so good, and even went to the United States.

But this Old man's disease is very strange. Although Ye Mo did not use True Qi to go to Old man to check the body, but his Divine Sense general disease can still be seen, but he saw nothing for a long time. If it wasn't for him, he could feel the death of Old man, or even know that Old man was sick.

It is really strange that a person who is sure to die must not see it himself.

Ye Mo answered with a smile, "It's true, I'm here to find someone. By the way, I played a circle."

He has no interest in talking to this Old man, but just feels that the illness of Old man is strange. Although strange, Ye Mo didn't care. He had seen too many strange things. He could see the ghosts that others couldn't see. There was something else that could scare him.

"Lady, you have good skills. It should be from a Ancient Martial-Arts family. Just why did you put the pistol back? I believe it is definitely not your thing. You should know that since someone put a pistol Under the cart, it means that the person should have a plot, and that other passengers are also innocent. "Old man's words were somewhat talkative, but they surprised Ye Mo.

Ye Mo's mind immediately concentrated. His Divine Sense checked the Old man again, and indeed there was no cultivation base, even Ancient Martial-Arts had no Cultivation/Training, and there was no Inner Qi fluctuation in the body. How can such a person see his actions? Although his actions did not deliberately use some small Magic Arts, he believed that at his speed, even if the Old man was a Black Level Ancient Martial-Arts repairer, he would definitely not see it.

But in fact, this Old man not only saw it, but also knew that it was a pistol, and even saw that the gun was not his own. How could he be so sure? The only thing I didn't see was my hands and feet on the pistol.

"You are so amazing that you can see that I moved the pistol. You shouldn't come to San Francisco for tourism." Ye Mo's voice became colder. He even suspected that the old guy had Divine Sense. It is also True Cultivator, and cultivation base is far higher than him.

To know the general Ancient Martial-Arts Cultivator, even if Cultivation/Training reaches the point where Ye Mo can't see the realm, he can know that the other party is powerful, because the kind of Inner Qi fluctuations cannot be hidden under his Divine Sense. This is why he can see the level of cultivation base in Cultivation/Training Ancient Martial-Arts.

But True Cultivator is different. Once the cultivation base of True Cultivator is much higher than yourself, you can't see any abnormality of the other party. If it is Cultivation/Training, True Cultivator that hides True Qi, it will be even harder to be seen by others.

"Oh, you don't have to worry, I'm just a useless person who sees Feng Shui's fate." It seems that he saw the fear in Ye Mo's eyes, and Old man took the initiative to explain it.

It turned out to be a spectator. A spectator can see his movements and knows that the gun is not his own. This is not possible. Ye Mo was puzzled, but didn't ask again. He knows that although there is no True Cultivator here, there are a lot of talents here, but they don't like to show the limelight.

Seeing that Ye Mo didn't speak anymore, this Old man said again: "If the little friends don't mind, I can help you look at the palmistry."

Ye Mo just wanted to refuse, but thought that the old man could see his movement just now, he immediately changed his mind.

Ye Mo only stretched out his hand, and a young man stood up and said, "Grandpa, your health is not good, don't look at palmistry."

Ye Mo didn't look back, his Divine Sense immediately swept over the young man. In his twenties, he was of medium build, but what surprised Ye Mo was that this young man also had a sense of death, but his death was much lighter. But even if it is a lot lighter, as long as the days are accumulated and the time is long, he will still step into the footsteps of this Old man.

Old man smiled and waved, "You don't have to worry about it, I'll take care of it."

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