Great Creator

Although Guan Meng is an excellent saint who has been trained by the Demon Sect, and a master of martial arts, after all, she is still a girl who has just turned 18, and her temperament is somewhat immature. She just performed the task according to her father's instructions, but the target of the task was really unpleasant.

Guan Meng originally wanted Huang Si to say at least a word of exemption. After all, she was only 18 years old, and it was really uncomfortable to kneel halfway, but unexpectedly, Huang Si ignored her and asked her father why not come. .

So her words were a little less polite:

"My father is the master of the demon sect. His status is noble and he cannot travel casually. Naturally, he can't come out to serve as a joint. He sent me this saint to come here. This is already a special respect for adults. I hope that the adults will learn from him!"

With that said, Guan Meng was still thinking, huh, what kind of person is this, calling him the master, that is mandatory by his father, he will not let her call, she is not happy to call it! She is the saint of the Demon Sect, so why call an outsider to be the master.

Mo Xia listened to the conversation between the two and asked: "Father, isn't she a family member?"

"No, that's why I said I'm not qualified. Her father is really a family member. Tsk, know that guy, he was lazy and didn't work, and sent a little girl to take care of me. He was thinking about something messy."

As he said, Huang Si finished eating the potatoes he was holding, and then with greasy fingers, he took out a copper key from his trouser pocket and threw it to Guan Meng: "Okay, since you said that, then you Just work. Go, open the door."

Guan Meng is a martial artist after all. She stretched out her hand and easily caught the key. Then, feeling the greasy touch on the key, she thought of this person just holding the key while eating without wiping it... She simply did. Kind of wishing to smash to death.

However, thinking of her father's request, and when her father asked her, her solemn attitude was comparable to that of meeting a demon, Guan Meng understood that she couldn't hold back.

So, resisting the humiliation, Guan Meng took the key and went to the gate of the yard. At the gate of the yard, there was a large brass lock, which passed through the knocker to lock the gate.

She inserted the key in, unlocked the big brass lock, then took the lock off again, and slowly pushed open the wooden door.

Originally, these things could not be done by an ordinary 18-year-old girl, after all, both the big brass lock and the door were heavy. Fortunately, Guan Meng is also considered a master in the Demon Sect. Although he has not yet reached the innate realm, he still performs these tasks with ease and neatness.

Huang Si nodded with satisfaction: "You have done a good job, and you have to work hard like this in the future, so that you are qualified to stay here. Otherwise, you can only let you go back and let Guan Ming come over directly."

Originally, Guan Meng was secretly a little angry when he heard him talk about it. What does it mean to be qualified to stay? Can this saint be not qualified? But when she heard the last sentence that made Guan Ming come over, she was shocked again, and suddenly a spirit of sacrifice for her father and the demon sect was born in her heart.

"I see. If the adults have ordered, the little girl will definitely do it, but there is no need to trouble our suzerain." Guan Meng gritted his teeth and said solemnly.

Huang Si glanced at her and didn't quite understand why the girl who seemed unhappy before suddenly began to show her determination to work hard again. He sighed in his heart, alas, it’s very troublesome if it’s not a family member. I don’t know what ordinary humans are thinking. If I can’t see the other person’s thoughts, I’m not used to it. I really want to open her head to see what a brain circuit is. .

Forget it, Guan Ming won't come here if he doesn't want to come. It is estimated that he is too busy with the Demon Sect. Guan Meng seems to be able to work too.

Huang Si looked at it this time and saw that the dream was creepy. She didn't think of other aspects, but felt that this person's gaze was so cold and terrifying, as if a knife was about to smash her, giving her a kind of hair. The fear in the bones.

What's wrong, Guan Meng shook his head quickly to get rid of this strange feeling.

She helped the two people behind to open the door, greeted them in, and then looked at Zhang Yong who was following not far from the door.

"My lord, who is this person outside? Do I need to deal with it?"

Guan Meng asked.

She doesn't know this person, but from the sense of Qi Ji, he should be a righteous person, and his actions are sneaky, seemingly malicious.

Huang Si didn't care about it, "If you can beat him, you can beat him away. If you can't beat him, then shut the door."

Guan Meng wanted to say: "How could this saint couldn't beat this person", but then she thought about why she should be the first person who must be a high-profile but annoying person, so she didn't say this sentence.

She glared at Zhang Yong outside, warned him, then closed the door and bolted it.

After Guan Meng managed the door, he turned around and was about to wait for Huang Si's command, but only saw Huang Si already walking to the door of the house on the other side of the courtyard with Moxia.

"Guan Meng, come here and clean the room. There is dust everywhere, and there is no place to sit."

How long have I only known each other?

Guan Meng clenched her fists, and then slowly released them. She told herself in her heart to be calm and calm. This is an adult who was more important than life and more noble than the whole demon sect.

So, the Saint Demon Sect, even though she was wearing a complicated and beautiful dress, she had to roll up her sleeves, hold a piece of silk as a rag, fetch water by herself, and clean this ordinary hall.

Huang Si stood by the door watching her work~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and took a baked potato from the paper bag with her fingers.

While biting a potato, Huang Si said to Guan Meng, "I don't think you are happy to work?"

Guan Meng was surprised and let him find out. As a saint, I have never done this kind of work, and a hundred unhappy in my heart, maybe unknowingly, it showed on my face. Her mind-cultivation skills are still not enough.

"My lord, I just..."

Before Guan Meng had finished explaining, Huang Si said, "Little girl, let me teach you a lesson. Labor is not distinguished from high or low. The service industry is the cleaning work you are doing. It is the magic of your father. Zong management work is actually the same in nature. Don’t think that magic Zong management is valuable, and cleaning work is worthless. Remember, both of them are ordinary undifferentiated human labor in an abstract sense. ."

Even though Meng Meng wiped the table harder, her heart was full of grief and anger. It was enough to be instructed by an unknown person here, and she had to be reprimanded by him, even saying that her father’s work was nothing but the same as what she was doing. Live similar, which is too much. If it hadn't been for the prudent face of her father, she would have almost resisted on the spot.