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Chapter 146 My Master

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    "Did you make this wine? Did you send this wine? Did you put the bottle in place?"

    "yes."

    "So the broken wine bottle has something to do with you?"

    "" I was stunned, "Zhenjun, what kind of logic is this?"

    "No matter what logic, did this wine come from your hands?"

    "Yes, but"

    "No need but, since this wine is made by you, you are naturally responsible for it."

    "I don't agree."

    "Dissatisfied? Is it your fault that you didn't put the wine in a safe place and let it break?"

    ""

    "As the wine-handling female officer of Jiuchongtian, you can't do such trivial things well, shouldn't you be punished?"

    ""

    "There are only you and me in this room, why? Do you think I don't want you to drink?"

    ""

    "What are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and pick up the pieces. If you scratch this seat, you will not just be scolded."

    "It's" What a real monarch, it's just a gangster's logic!  Isn't it better than me? What's so great about it!

    With dissatisfaction, I picked up the scattered debris on the ground and threw them out. I knew he would never let me go so easily.

    "I'm not a small-minded person, so you can help me to ink." Those who said I continued to write.

    This request is not too much, as expected, it is my master, and my heart is still towards me, I went up to ink ink for him, I still remember when he was writing at the desk when he was young, I would ink ink for him beside him.

    The master drew something on the table, like formations and spells, I didn't understand what these were.

    "Zhenjun, what is this you painted?" I asked boldly, and I regretted it after asking, this is not Qingyunju, and he is not my master now, he is now Zhenjun Mo Yan, and I am asking him now.  Seeking death.

    "The abyss formation is loose, maybe the devil is about to come out, I have to find a way."

    I don't need to ask this question. It turns out that Master planned to kill me before, but he didn't know who I was at that time.

    "Does Zhenjun also think that Demon Lord deserves to die?" I asked, and Master's answer was more important.

    "If he can do good with all his heart, why kill him?"

    My eyes are moist, this is the first time in a long time I heard the words that the Demon Lord can live in peace.

    "But isn't the devil the heinous devil?"

    The master chuckled, "You haven't seen him before, how do you know that he is heinous?"

    Yes, you haven't seen why you say I am heinous?

    "What's wrong with you?" Master looked up at me, "Why are you crying? Why don't you just study ink and wrong you?"

    I immediately wiped away my tears and said with a smile: "I'm not wronged, I just didn't expect you to speak for the Demon Lord."

    "There is a saying in the world that if a prodigal son turns his head back, money will not be exchanged. Even if the devil was heinous before, if he has a heart for good, why can't he be friendly?"

    "That's right, if the Demon Lord is not a heinous person, why can't he coexist peacefully with the Three Realms, and why should he kill them all?" I also said.

    "What does this matter about the devil have to do with you? You said it so passionately." Master couldn't help laughing at me.

    "That's just how I am. I'm very kind-hearted."

    "You go and help me see if the pastry I let them sit on is cooked."

    "Okay." I smiled and went on.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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