Great Creator

Mo Xia said to the side: "Father, she shouldn't understand it at all."

"I speak clearly and understand very well, I think she is pretending not to understand." Huang Si said, "Because there is a class gap in her heart, she doesn't want to admit that my words are the truth."

Guan Meng wiped the table more vigorously, she felt very angry.

Mo Xia: "Actually, I think it's mainly because my father eats potatoes by himself, so let her work hard..."

Huang Si grabbed a piece of potato to eat, "I am different, I am a capitalist... Oh no, I am an employer."

Hearing Mo Xia talking over there, Guan Meng looked at him curiously.

When she first saw Mo Xia, she felt that she was a peerless beauty with extremely beautiful appearance and elegant posture, but with a kind of indifferent temperament. Although she knew at a glance that she could not martial arts, but she couldn't give birth to a trace of contempt.

As a result, when the beauty opened her mouth, Guan Meng was stunned.

When he first spoke at the door, Guan Meng thought he had heard it wrong.

Now, after listening to a few more words, Guan Meng is sure, this is a man.

This person's voice is a completely male voice, deep and magnetic, very nice.

But it looks obviously female!

Guan Meng's heart is full of question marks.

In this way, under Guan Meng’s hard work, a hall in this large courtyard was cleaned up by her and the windows were bright and bright. Not only did it reach the level that Huang Si said could sit on people, it was even worse. , It is clean and refreshing, making people feel comfortable.

Guan Meng has never done these things before, and now she is doing it all with a perseverance in her heart. The more humiliated she is, the more she must fulfill her father's request and do things well.

Huang Si sat on a clean chair, looked at the surrounding environment, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Guanmeng, come here."

Although she was extremely reluctant in her heart, Guan Meng, as a well-trained saint, still suppressed her inner grief and anger, and came to Huang Si.

"You are qualified. Starting today, you will be the exclusive staff member of this yard. Come, take this."

After Huang Si finished speaking, he took out a gold bar and handed it to Guan Meng.

"Go find a nearby house by yourself, buy it or rent it, and live by yourself. When you get it done, you will come back to me and report."

After hearing this, Guan Meng was relieved. She thought that this person would leave her in the yard. In that case... Guan Meng would have many terrible thoughts. Now it is obvious that this person does not intend to let her live together, but it makes her a lot easier.

Huang Si was thinking about Mo Xia. Mo Xia didn't like to get along with people, except with him. Therefore, Guan Meng must not be allowed to stay in the yard, because that would make Moxia very uncomfortable.

Guan Meng walked out of the gate of the yard and closed it.

Looking around, Zhang Yong was still outside, looking at her curiously.

Although he knew that this person probably didn't know that something happened in the yard that made the face of the dignified Demon Sect Saintess face dull, Guan Meng immediately put on the veil, and sternly put on a sentence: "Look at what? Look at you again. Eyeballs dug out."

Zhang Yong was a little embarrassed, he was 40 years old anyway, a lot of age, this saint was old enough to be his daughter. He was originally only curious to follow Huang Si, but now he looks like a disciple, without the demeanor of a righteous knight.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yong left. He had to inform the other comrades, and be careful of the people living here. At first, he just thought that this person was bullying the good with martial arts, but he did not expect that he was still related to the people of the demon sect. Then, his wicked status is even more true, and he must be a great evil person. Go back to inquire and discuss. Just a moment.

Guan Meng didn't care about this person anymore, she hurried away, just wanting to go back and ask her father quickly.

...

An angry and round head with a bloodstained head was pinched onto the counter by Song Hong.

"Delivered, Tu Fatty."

Tu Hua raised his eyes and sighed, "Song Hong, can you stop being so bloody, you see, just throwing your head off, shocked me."

Song Hong handed over the bamboo card and said contemptuously: "Don't pretend to me, will you be scared when I don't know?"

"I can't scare you, but the girl Xiaoqiu was scared by you."

Tu Hua took the bamboo plaque, checked the head, then took out an abacus, crackled and began to settle the reward.

Song Hong glanced at Xiao Qiu, Xiao Qiu quickly straightened up his thin back and stood still.

"If she can be frightened, it means that her concentration level is not enough and she needs to practice again." Song Hong said nonchalantly.

Tu Hua paid attention to Xiao Qiu as he settled the accounts. He was more keen in observation than Song Hong, and he could see the little admiration and expectation in Song Hong's eyes when the girl looked at Song Hong.

He shook his head and sighed, "I really don't know why you accepted her as an apprentice. If Miss Xia knew you..."

This sentence stabbed a hornet's nest.

Song Hong punched Tu Hua with the sound of wind in his fist.

Tu Hua widened his eyes and yelled: "You're real!" The whole person leaned back quickly, avoiding his fists.

Song Hong failed with a single punch, and continued to change his hand, slashing, grabbing, and hitting, and went down with a set of moves. Tu Hua shook his fat body and evasive. Although it was extremely thrilling, he did not let Song Hong run into it at all. .

"You have something wrong! You are so serious about making a joke!" Tu Hua yelled.

Song Hong finally stopped, his expression turned a little sullen: "You can compare my master with others, don't blame me for turning my face with a sword!"

Tu Hua hurriedly said, "I dare not dare."

Song Hong is best at swordsmanship, and his hands and feet are not the strongest. His absence of swords means that he doesn't really want to do anything with Tuhua. This is still clear.

Tu Hua sneaked a glance at Xiao Qiu.

Sure enough, the girl's face was a little gloomy.

It should be the reason for the phrase "compared with others".

Tu Hua shook his head secretly in his heart, but he also understood that he couldn't control this matter. Song Hong’s master is an inverted scale in his heart. Whoever touches it will die~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Why did Song Hong accept Xiaoqiu as an apprentice? The reason is clear, and Song Hong knows it, but this kind of thing, can’t Poke through. If it weren’t for the fact that Tu Hua was the owner of a gang of old friends for many years, I’m afraid Song Hong would really kill someone.

After calculating the account, Tu Hua handed Song Hong a reward, one tael of gold and twelve tael of silver. These remunerations are enough for an ordinary family of three for five or six years. It has to be said that black work is quick to make money.

The two talked for a while, and Song Hong took another task.

After leaving this place, Song Hong did not rush to do the task, but turned around and walked towards a lively street.

Not long after, he appeared in a wine shop.

Throwing a bunch of money and asking for three pots of wine, Song Hong sat on the table, lifted the pot, and poured it into his throat. **The spicy liquor only penetrated into the throat, burning his throat slightly painful, but Song Hong seemed to be unaware of it, only knowing that he kept drinking.

Xiao Qiu sat aside holding the cloth bag and looked at Master worriedly.

Her master didn't order her food, and she didn't ask for it herself, but just sat and waited.