Wang Zhan, who lives in a magnificent palace, was inexplicably shocked and restless, as if there was a thorn in his heart.

"Hey, I have such signs of uneasiness. Could it be that someone cursed me?" Wang Zhan frowned, but at this time, he thought the old man came into the hall and immediately took back his chaotic thoughts and stepped forward respectfully.

If Ye Wuque knew what he said and twisted Xiao Jia like this, he would definitely vomit blood and die!

Ye Wuque said that the master was gone, but when did he say that he was dead?

Sometimes, women are really very capable of self-fantasy and can describe black things as white.

Li Minghai did not go into it in depth. Since Xiao Jia said that Ye Wuque's master was gone, then she was not there. She was more concerned about the matter of what could be rescued by the master.

"Teacher him to practice? This is not an excessive requirement. Just remember not to reveal our master's sect and our sect's skills." Li Minghai decided to ask Xiao Jia to follow up on Professor Ye Wuque's practice without thinking.

Xiao Jia nodded and rolled her eyes, and had no affection for the "cheap student". She said, "Forget it, I can still afford to teach him a yellow-level warrior. Hehe, but this girl's tuition is not cheap. You must let him be a cow and feed that damn ice sculpture."

Li Minghai rubbed his forehead and did not give any comments on Xiaojia's behavior. She let her go. In short, it would be fine if it did not affect the master's rescue.

The next morning!

Ye Wuque was awakened by a loud noise. He slept deeply for several hours and his spirit was very full, so a slight sound could alarm him.

"Well, what happened? The earthquake or the explosion?" Ye Wuque looked sleep-deprived. He got up from the bed and opened the door but found no abnormalities.

At this time, the aunt was cleaning the living room last night. Ye Wuque stepped forward and asked, "Auntie, what did you say just now?"

The aunt's expression was stiff and she wanted to speak but stopped, saying, "The sound was very ordinary. You will get used to it in the future. There were a few sets of clean clothes there. Miss Xiao Jia specially ordered this morning and took the clothes to the bathroom after you get up."

Ye Wuque remembered that he didn't take a shower last night, so he said thank you to the aunt and took a set of clean clothes to the bathroom on the first floor.

The bathroom on the first floor is very clean and tidy, but judging from the decoration inside, few people should bathe here.

He was added to the entire villa, which was four people, two of whom lived on the second floor, while the aunt was working and lived in a small house outside at night, so he was the only one left on the first floor.

Fortunately, the things were quite complete. Ye Wuque hummed a small song and washed his bubble head. Suddenly, the bathroom door was opened.

The bathroom was not equipped except for necessary things, such as cloth curtains, so when someone broke in, Ye Wuque was stunned in an instant.

The aunt walked in without expression, holding a mop and a bucket in her hand, glanced at Ye Wuque, and then continued to do the work at hand.

"Ah!" When Ye Wuque reacted, it seemed too late. He covered his important part, "Hey, aunt, don't you know I'm taking a shower? Why don't you knock on the door before coming in? Why don't you go out quickly!"

Ye Wuque was so embarrassed that he just let the woman see her body, but he had finished appreciating her.

The aunt looked cold and indifferent, as if the thing she saw just now was nothing great, and said, "What's there to make a fuss about? How can I clean it if I don't come in? Do you give me the overtime pay? Don't talk so much nonsense, keep taking your bath, I clean it."

"Damn!" Ye Wuque was shocked by the aunt and sweated coldly. Who are these people?

When an old lady woman was watching her take a shower, Ye Wuque asked herself that she couldn't do it, so she turned her back to her, washed her scrubbing her quickly, put on her clothes and left immediately.

When passing by, the aunt muttered in a low voice: "It's so soft and so short, it's really troublesome."

Ye Wuque was as if he was hit by a lightning bolt. He could not talk to himself for a long time and walked out of the bathroom with stiffness.

The aunt was holding a brush in her hand, her face full of sorrow. The hair on the brush was indeed too soft and short.

Ye Wuque, who was standing at the door, was hit hard and thought to himself that there were some strange people living in this room?

However, there is one thing that Ye Wuque feels glad that his chastity is still there and the aunt has not insulted it.

Bang!

Suddenly, another loud noise came. This time Ye Wuque noticed which direction it was, and the source seemed to be behind the house.

Ye Wuque wiped his wet hair and immediately walked to the garden behind the house. There was a small house in the garden, which should be used for miscellaneous items, but there was a loud noise just now. He did not find anything else in this garden except that small room.

"There is something wrong with that little house. Go up and take a look. It's better not to have something weird hidden." Ye Wuque was still scared of the ice sculptures in the basement. When he encountered such an extremely weird thing again, wouldn't he have nothing to cultivate again?

Ye Wuque touched his stomach, and the dantian was empty, so there was no need to worry about being sucked completely again.

With enough courage, Ye Wuque walked up slowly. Just as he was about to open the door, a dirty man rushed out of it.

The man suddenly hit Ye Wuque's body, his hair became explosive, and his face was even darker, even darker than those from Africa.

"Cough cough..." The man coughed for a long time, and then found that he had hit someone. He looked up at Ye Wuque, "Why are you?"

Ye Wuque heard the voice, his eyes wide open, his face full of disbelief, and pointed at him and asked, "Are you Xiao Jia?"

Xiao Jia wiped his dirty face. He was originally so clean and beautiful, but now he looks like a refugee.

"Ahem, I'm Xiao Jia, what's wrong? Can't you recognize me?"

Ye Wuque said that he had heard Xiao Jia's words and replied: "Yes, I really can't recognize you!"

Xiao Jia also saw that her hands were pitch black. When she thought of the scene just now, she couldn't help but feel very angry. She suddenly became angry and twisted Ye Wuque's ears and cursed: "It's all you blamed, otherwise how could I become like this!"

"Oh, let go, be gentle, my ears will be torn off for you." Ye Wuque covered his ears and begged for mercy, but he had no strength to resist the rough rule.

Ye Wuque felt so unfair. He had just arrived and had not even known what happened, so he was tortured by Xiao Jia.

"Xiao Jia, I don't seem to offend you, and what does it have to do with me when you make this look?"

"Hmph! You're a bastard, you're going to make me want to refine elixirs. Do you know how difficult this is? You'll explode if you're not careful, otherwise you'd think I'd become like this now."

Alchemy?

Ye Wuque recalled the scenes in the basement last night. At that time, Xiao Jia mentioned it, as if he was talking about refining some pills to strengthen the foundation and cultivate the Yuan, and then helping Ye Wuque recover his cultivation.

So is Xiao Jia refining that kind of elixir now?

Ye Wuque was not very interested in the so-called elixirs for strengthening the foundation and cultivating the Yuan. What are the uses of those tonics with his disappearing Star Liquid?

"Ouch!"

Ye Wuque left his mind, and Xiao Jia suddenly twisted a lot harder again, making him grin and feel so painful!

Ye Wuque put aside any doubts in his heart. It was the most important thing to stabilize the crazy woman first, and said, "My aunt, please let go first, my ears are really going to break."

"I won't let it go. I'm a witch for your business, and maybe even disfigured. How do you plan to make up for me?" Xiao Jia said unreasonably, which made Ye Wuque feel helpless.

First, I have never asked you to refine any elixirs that strengthens the foundation and cultivates the essence. Second, I ask you to do this. If such a thing happens, how do you want to make up for it except saying that you are not strong enough?

Ye Wuque had all kinds of rebuttal words in his heart, but none of them was said. He knew that the girl in front of him would not reason with him, except for violence and force!
Chapter completed!