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One hundred and ninety-three to lure the little sheep

Facing the several big treasures in front of him, Ouyang Mingyue glanced, yawned, got up lazy, pulled Xuanmingyan, turned around and walked towards the gate.

"Feng, you just made a glass teacup. Don't forget to make it up for the lady later, otherwise I will kick you down from here and write a review. Another day, I'll go to Ouyang Mansion later, and we'll go back first." Ouyang Mingyue said as she walked. As for the review, it was definitely their fatal point. It can be said that you just find an inner staff member in the God of Death and say you want to write a review, so you might as well sell him directly. Maybe this is really lucky for him.

So when he heard Ouyang Mingyue ask Feng to pay the tea cup, if he doesn't pay the compensation, he will make some reviews, which makes everyone look at him gloatingly. Fen smiled even brightly, raised his eyebrows slightly, patted Feng's shoulder gently to express his condolences. Feng was so bitter that he almost cried.

I think that the glass cup is expensive, wuwu, he feels sorry for his money. If he had known that it was a glass tea cup, Feng would never be cool. He would have to pay for it himself if he could get his head out of his pocket. Wuwuwu, this is definitely more uncomfortable than cutting his flesh. Oh, who is the handsome Feng guy, everything is good, but he just doesn't want to get it back as long as it enters his pocket.

"Xiao Huahua..." When everyone was out, Jiahua wanted to take the opportunity to slip away, he was suddenly stared at by his unscrupulous master. Well, he knew that his unscrupulous master would not let him go. With his unscrupulous temperament, it seemed that he had to pay all the money for this glass tea cup.

Alas, it’s really a miserable life. The money you get is probably defeated by his unscrupulous master. The most unfortunate thing in life is that the money his master lost is not his own, but the money of his chief disciple of the famous Disguise Villa.

"Half, otherwise there will be no talk." Jiahua said very simply. Since it is inevitable, then just pay half of it. After all, your pocket is not very full. If he is deceived by his master this time, he will really become a pauper. At that time, he will have to work part-time again.

The so-called part-time job is to go to the god of death to take on those assassinations, otherwise there would be no money to have money to eat.

Seeing his apprentice's determination expression, Feng lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Jiahua with his eyes shining. He looked directly at Jiahua's scalp and felt uncomfortable all over. It was like a little sheep running into the big bad wolf's trap, making Jiahua's eyelids twitch.

As expected, as long as he is targeted by his master, it will definitely not be a good thing.

"Jiahua..." Feng approached Jiahua and smiled and was so thief that made Jiahua retreat and her eyelids twitch even more violently. As long as his master called him Jiahua, he said that there must be an unknown conspiracy here.

"I have a pill to enhance my cultivation."

"Then...so what?"

"And this pill was refined by the master himself." Feng continued to say slowly. When Jiahua heard that it was refined by Ouyang Mingyue himself, his eyes suddenly shone. Who among the God of Death knew that the pills had certain side effects, but the pills refined by Ouyang Mingyue were 100% pure.

In other words, there are no side effects, it is simply a perfect pill. Unfortunately, Ouyang Mingyue has very few opportunities to do it himself. So, one of her pills is hard to find.

"Really...really?" Jiahua looked at Feng excitedly and asked. Feng raised his eyebrows, very well, the little white rabbit has taken the hook, hehe.

"Of course, when did you deceive you?" Feng said with a smile. However, it seems that the fact is that Jiahua was deceived by his unscrupulous master at any time, and he was willing to be deceived. He would only wake up when he reacted afterwards, but it was too late at that time.

He had been sold by his unscrupulous master, and he was helping to count the money.

The most terrible thing is that Jiahua never knew what learning methods meant, but was unhappy again and again.

"Master, please give it to me, I'm about to break through." Jiahua couldn't wait, and said excitedly, pulling Feng's sleeves.

"But yes, but..."

"But what? Master, you said, as long as the apprentice can do it."

Hehe, the little white rabbit has fallen into it by itself.

"Okay, I'll wait for you to say this." Feng was very happy to make the decision when he heard this, and then he directly touched Jiahua's pocket.

"Wait...wait a minute, what are you doing, Master?"

"Didn't you say that as long as you can do anything? Then I want money now."

"Oh, then take it, Master." When Feng heard what he said, Jiahua still didn't react, and she simply let go of the hand that grabbed his pocket, allowing Feng to empty the most money in his pocket. After getting the money, Feng was in a very good mood, regardless of Jiahua who was immersed in his thoughts.

Turning around and taking the money, I was going to sell the glass teacup and only came back.

"Hey, wait, master, you haven't given me the pill yet." Just as Feng stepped out of the room with one foot, poor Jiahua finally woke up and shouted at the back of his unscrupulous master.

"Oh, that elixir has disappeared long ago, but don't worry, my master will ask for another one for you." Looking at Feng's disappearing back, listening to the words that had not yet disappeared in the air, ah? The elixir is gone?

The dazed Jiahua instantly reacted and quickly pulled out of the room, but there was his unscrupulous master.

"Master, you lied to me again..." Jiahua shouted. The wind, who was walking in the crowd on the street, couldn't help but take out his ears. Jiahua's voice was so loud that he could set a Guinness World Record. By then, no one could beat Jiahua's voice.

Well, this is a very rich job.

Ouyang Mingyue, sitting in the carriage, leaned in Xuan Mingyuan's arms. Hearing the huge voice behind him, he couldn't help but take out his ears. Poor Jiahua was deceived by his infinite master again. He was really not good at learning. When Fen, Qianqian and others saw Jiahua running out, they hurriedly covered their ears, fearing that their fragile ears would be shattered.

"My God, this guy seems to have a good voice." Fen said as he sat on the chair, poured himself a cup of tea, forgot about Jiahua who was shouting in the sea of ​​people, and said.

Tian, ​​who was sitting opposite her, turned his head and looked at Jiahua, shook his head.

"If you were often deceived by that guy Feng, your voice would probably be louder than Jiahua's." Tian looked at Fen with a joke and said.


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