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New Edition Volume 3 Gusu Menglixiang Chapter 214 Cleaning up the mess

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    After calming down a little, Leng Yue felt a little dissatisfied and said in front of Mrs. Wu: "Our master is too cautious. With the strength of the master, if he had taken action earlier, the master would definitely be able to recover like you."  In her words, she began to think that Qin Chao was her master and fulfilled the promise she made before rescuing her.  Ningshuang said: "If the King of Thieves hadn't restrained the King of Poison, the master wouldn't have succeeded so easily."

    Mrs. Wu was very unhappy with them calling them master of the Qin Dynasty, and it was difficult to fight with them, so she had to persuade them: "It is better for you to call the master the master. At least the master does not sound so harsh." Search for the latest updates.

    Leng Yue said: "I already knew he didn't like to hear it, but I just wanted to scream like that."

    A female slave next to her interjected: "An uneducated woman will only bring trouble to her master."

    Leng Yue glared at her fiercely and said fiercely: "What did you say?"

    The female slave said: "You are a self-righteous woman. No wonder the master doesn't want you, and the master doesn't want you!"

    Leng Yue felt a pain in her heart and was speechless. She thought: What she said may not be unreasonable.  Why doesn¡¯t Master want me anymore?  There must be a reason.  The fault is not with Master, it must be with us.  Are we really too self-righteous?  If the master had taken action earlier, would the outcome really have been better than now?  If the master likes us, will he not want us?  We think that being a slave to him is the greatest reward, but if we can't make him happy at all, are we repaying him or setting him up?

    Leng Yue thought for a while, and was the first to really put down her posture and said to the female slave: "Excuse me, is there any way to make this slave please the master?"

    The female slave said: "It's hard to say, easy to say. We women are born with it, but you have almost forgotten it now."

    After a while, the female slave continued: "Just one word - cry. But it's not the kind of crying that men do. Don't think that crying is easy. There is a lot of knowledge in it and you can't finish it in a lifetime. If you can understand it well, you will definitely be able to ask for help.  Master likes it. If it weren't for your good heart, I wouldn't tell you at all."

    Leng Yue began to disagree.

    But if you think about it carefully, the master promised to help them when the sisters were most sad and desperate. Although it was not crying on the surface, it was better than that kind of crying.  Maybe it was their hesitant and helpless look that moved the owner.

    Leng Yue felt happy and said with a smile, "Excuse me, is there any other good way besides crying?"

    The female slave said: "Most of those are side paths. Once you understand crying, you will understand it naturally. In addition, there is another word - smile. But it is not an ordinary smile. If you want to get started, there are four words for you  ¡ª¡ªPear blossoms bring rain.¡±

    Mrs. Wu smiled and said: "You are right. Xin Shuangqing likes to make pear blossoms under heavy rain to please the master. But that is just an entry-level skill. Compared with us, she is far behind! Others in Happy Building  No, the education of women is indeed extremely advanced."

    The female slave sighed: "None of us hate and love Happy House! We love it deeply and hate it deeply." She glanced around and said with a wry smile: "Of course, except for those sisters who are addicted to it and don't want to wake up."

    Mrs. Wu said: "Don't worry. We will make good arrangements for their future lives."

    Ningshuang said: "They are free. What I am most worried about is Master and Junior Sister."

    Mrs. Wu said: "Then you go and ask the King of Thieves. The master will not blame you."

    Ningshuang snorted coldly: "Don't think you are the only one who is smart. From the words of the King of Thieves, it is not difficult to tell that he hates using more to bully the less. Originally, he had a grudge against the Poison King, and sooner or later there would be a life-and-death battle.  There is no need for us to make unnecessary efforts and make things superfluous.¡±

    Leng Yue said: "If the Poison King hadn't held the little Junior Sister and wouldn't let go, the Thief King might have taken action long ago. Do you think we are all fools and can't see it?"

    The white-haired nun said: "The Poison King is a very sinister person, everyone, please be careful."

    Dugu Mengdie said: "I used to think that the Poison King's martial arts ranked first among the eight kings, but now I know that the number one is the Thief King. But the Thief King may not necessarily be able to defeat the Poison King. Fighting is not just about martial arts. Health preservation  The hall master didn¡¯t even have any talent, but he still easily defeated the Happy King.¡±

    The white-haired god nun said: "On the contrary, it is me, an innate strong man, who is holding me back." He sighed and continued: "Although it is not common for the weak to defeat the strong, it is by no means uncommon. The master of the health-preserving hall has a unique fighting ability.  , unheard of, ghosts and gods unpredictable.¡±

    Ningshuang said: "I can see it. The master of the Yangsheng Hall had already drawn his sword before he drew it. By the time he saw him draw his sword, it was already too late and he couldn't stop it."

    Dugu Mengdie¡¯s bright eyes flashed and she smiled: ¡°That¡¯s right. Otherwise, I wouldn¡¯t be able to cooperate with his sword.¡±

      The white-haired god Ni said: "I only saw it the moment Mengdie took action."

    Leng Yue said in a low mood: "I only know it now after listening to you, but I still can't understand it."

    Ningshuang comforted her and said: "A knife is different from a sword. My understanding of knives is far inferior to yours, so how can your understanding of swords catch up with the Master of the Health Hall."

    The white-haired nun said: "It's easy to see but hard to understand. It's easy to understand but hard to practice. It's easy to practice but hard to fight" Before he could finish his words, he was suddenly interrupted by a scream from Mrs. Wu.

    "Haha Happy King actually collected three copies of "The Imperial Girl's Heart Sutra". The owner must be very happy to see it. Duan Yu was lucky enough to get one, but he dared not to show it to the owner." Mrs. Wu held onto the three copies tightly.  The secret, obviously I don¡¯t want to show it to others.

    When Leng Yue heard the name of the secret book, she felt very uncomfortable and thought to herself: "Duan Yu is a little bastard, Happy King is a big bastard, and the "Royal Girl Heart Sutra" is an accomplice. We must find a way to burn them to save the lives of Master and Junior Sister.  revenge."

    Ningshuang's thoughts were very different from hers, and she thought to herself: "If Master practices the "Yu Nu Heart Sutra", maybe we can be like Master." There was a burning sensation in her heart, and shameful pictures appeared in her mind, and the more she thought about it, the more embarrassed she was.  Shangyue had a fever, but couldn't stop it.

    The white-haired nun hesitated and said, "Does your master still need the help of the Heart Sutra of the Imperial Girl in that regard?"

    Mrs. Wu said: "Master is too responsible for women. With his super ability, he is worried that there will be too many women to keep busy. However, ordinary people can have three wives and four concubines. The master has not too many women, but  Too little."

    The white-haired nun said: "Can the Heart Sutra of the Royal Girl help? Don't make things self-defeating, like the Happy King did."

    Mrs. Wu said: "Master said that martial arts can both kill people and save people. It is not the fault of the Queen's Heart Sutra that Happy King is like that. For good people, the stronger the martial arts, the better. For bad people, the weaker they are.  The better. The master is good to us women, and the more "The Heart Sutra of the Imperial Girl" is, the stronger the better. The Happy King is bad to us women, and the fewer and weaker "The Heart Sutra of the Imperial Girl, the better." What a simple truth! Why don't you understand?  Woolen cloth?"

    The white-haired nun said: "Put aside the issue of the Heart Sutra of Imperial Women for now. Are those torture instruments used to bully women good for women? Why don't you destroy them?"

    Mrs. Wu laughed and said: "Didn't I just say that? Xin Shuangqing likes this tune the most. Although I don't like her, she can make the master happy. Of course I have to help instead of making trouble. Otherwise, if she finds out in the future, won't she?  Complain that I am jealous."

    Leng Yue said, "I think it's you who likes this tone. Otherwise, why would you still hold on to the title of master?"

    Mrs. Wu sighed and said in a deep voice: "What's the point of liking it? If the master doesn't like it, can he still force it?"

    Leng Yue said: "So you want this to tempt the master."

    The female slave interjected again: "They alone are definitely not enough. Otherwise, why does the master only like to play with Xin Shuangqing and not you. The problem must be with you. Although these things can add fun, they are not the key."

    Leng Yue blushed and said, "Don't count me in. I don't want to play with the master!"

    The female slave smiled and said: "Why are you so shy? We are all our own people here, all women. It's rare to be able to say something from the bottom of your heart, isn't it?"

    Leng Yue¡¯s heart was pounding, and she said dissatisfiedly: ¡°Thankfully we always thought he was a good person.¡±

    The white-haired nun said: "You misunderstood. He is indeed a good man. I thought wrong before. The instrument of torture was originally designed to punish bad people. Therefore, bad people do not dare to do evil easily. It is not only a murder weapon, but also a good weapon.  If you use them for good, they are good, and if you use them for evil, they are evil. If they can make you both happy, why destroy them?" Dear!  If you think this site is good, please remember to help promote it!  This site!

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