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Qiao Wan was stunned for a long time.

The unexpected olive branch made her a little confused.

The man in front of her was the Demon King, the Co-Master of Ten Thousand Demons. Qiao Wan silently calculated in her heart that if she could work for the Co-Master of Ten Thousand Demons, she would definitely get a lot of remuneration, and she would also have a backer when traveling around the world.

My immediate boss is the Demon Emperor. He can make a big noise when he speaks out, and he can act like a fox or a tiger.

However, Qiao Wan was moved for just a moment.

She had just left Kunshan not long ago. Being a subordinate of Gaying meant that she had to obey the boss's orders, which would put a lot of constraints on her future actions. Even if you are looking for a job in modern times, you must carefully examine the company's working environment, salary and benefits, and how many rest days a week there are.

Gaying was not in a hurry to reply and patiently gave her time to think about it.

Qiao Wan asked: "If I were to be your subordinate, would I have a spiritual stone?"

Gaying didn't seem to expect that she would ask such a question: "You can use the spirit stones as you wish."

Qiao Wan continued to ask: "From now on, I will be by your side, and I will be on call when you fight?"

Jia Ying did not think twice and said with an arrogant expression: "This is natural."

Qiao Wan shook her head. Although she was moved, after hearing this answer, she could only give up regretfully, "I'm sorry I can't agree."

Gaying frowned and stared at the girl in front of him with a heavy gaze. He didn't expect Qiao Wan to refuse so simply.

Qiao Wan thought for a moment and replied sincerely: "If I want to be your subordinate, there will be too many constraints."

We often act out of our control.

What's more, the things in his demon world haven't been settled yet. Is she seeking death by getting involved in this muddy water just by practicing her Qi?

Don’t you see Brother Dog is such a vivid example.

Qiao Wan had a hunch that if she wanted to be the subordinate of the honey badger in front of her, she would have to work overtime every day and be busy wiping the boss's butt.

Being rejected so neatly by Qiao Wan, Ga Ying's expression froze and he seemed a little annoyed. After all, he was the co-owner of all demons, and when he was rejected like this, he felt a little embarrassed on his face.

Anyone in the demon clan who was dissatisfied could be conquered by him. Jiaying glanced at the girl in front of him. Honey Badger, who always believed in strength, was strangely silent for a moment, and then frowned.

He would never beat the Xiu in front of him until she was willing to become his subordinate.

He was only slightly moved, but it wasn't like she had to do it.

After all, he is the Demon Emperor, and Qiao Wan is unwilling to do so, let alone try to persuade him to stay in shame. The frantic thought of "making her willing to be his subordinate" turned around in his heart. There was no change in Ga Ying's face. He gave a noble and cool "hmm" and turned around to go back to the wine shop.

As soon as Qiao Wan entered the wine shop, she met four piercing eyes.

When they met Qiao Wan's gaze, Xiao Boyang and Xiu Quan saluted with tacit understanding, their eyes full of sympathy.

Gaying's temper came and went quickly. He sat on the floor and asked the boss in a deep voice to serve him wine.

Just after a fight, it was a good time to drink.

Qiao Wan was just sitting down when a jar of wine was thrown into her arms.

Jia Ying said in a deep voice: "Drink."

Having rejected this recruitment invitation once before, Qiao Wan boldly opened the seal without saying a word, raised his head, took a sip, and drank it all.

Relax.

The man also raised the wine jar.

It is best to drink alcohol after a fierce battle.

Before this, Xiao Boyang never dreamed that he could sit in a wine shop with Gaying and drink. At a glance, he felt a little stressed, and suddenly, he felt a little shy and shy for no reason.

After all, Demon Emperor Jia Ying can be regarded as the idol of all the good guys in the world of cultivation. Anyone who is male would not want to be like Ga Ying.

Wine is good wine.

After Xiu Quan regained some strength, he hugged the wine jar and drank a few more sips with bright eyes.

Outside the wine shop, it was stormy.

But inside the wine shop, the aroma of wine overflowed and was hearty.

The Cen family.

Originally, it was surrounded by red towers and star-studded terraces and pavilions. Now, all the exotic flowers and plants, rockeries and waterways have been completely burned by the fire.

The maids and servants hiding in Xuelang Garden all looked tired.

The timid one had already cried so hard that he asked in a low voice, "Are we going to explain it here today?"

No one answered.

The road to the backyard has been blocked.

There were monsters in front and behind, and these more than ten servants were trapped and died in the Snow Wave Garden, unable to move forward or retreat.

The previous wave of attacks had just stopped, and the formation in Xuelang Courtyard could no longer hold up.

When the next wave of attacks comes, who knows whether these servants will be alive to see the sun tomorrow.

Guiqi Mumu sat in the corner blankly, staring at the large scarlet on the wall, feeling that the crying in his ears was getting farther and farther away.

The large area of ​​red on the wall belonged to a little maid just now.

This little maid was unlucky and was dragged out by the demon outside. Her ten fingers were dug deep into the ground, almost torn to pieces.

There are sixteen people in Xuelang Garden, but no one dares to go up and help.

Mainly because I'm too scared.

Guiqi couldn't help but tremble when he thought of the scene just now.

Everyone was thinking, if they were not familiar with each other, why would they sacrifice their lives for this one in vain?

With no one to help, the little maid still couldn't withstand the demon's strength, and was torn to pieces in front of more than a dozen of them.

Damp and hot blood rained all over the sky, and their faces were poured in their faces.

Now, it was finally their turn to go down and accompany her. .

At this moment, no one saw a piece of human skin sneaking into the Cen family.

In Hanshan Courtyard.

Mrs. Cen said coldly, "Where is the Xuelang Garden? Has anyone seen the Xuelang Garden?"

"As soon as the fight breaks out, the maids and servants in front will definitely hide in Xuelang Garden. Is there no nursing home there?"

Mu Fang pursed her lips and whispered, "This time the Lin family is coming in force. They are determined to crush our Cen family."

"The second young master has not returned to the house for a long time, and the house has lost so many people. Madam, we cannot afford to pay for it."

"This...this is also what the head of the family means."

"Abandon the line of defense of Xuelang Garden and defend Shichuntang."

Madam Cen immediately understood the meaning of Mu Fang's words, her face turned pale, she held onto the corner of the table, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath, "Aren't these more than ten servants human beings? ? Someone has to save them."

"If no one goes, then I will go."

Mu Fang blinked anxiously, "Madam!"

Mrs. Cen is not in good health and has not held a sword for more than ten years. What should I do if something goes wrong?

Mrs. Cen shook her head, "Mu Fang, I am a medical practitioner."

No one values ​​the lives of others more than medical practitioners. As long as one person can be saved, it is impossible to give up. Xuelangyuan is worth more than ten lives, and it should not be given up.

"Bring me my sword."

This sword is as thin as a cicada's wing, its blade is like autumn water, and it glows with an apricot-red sword light. I have been with her for many years.

Unfortunately, since marrying Cen Xiangnan, she doesn't use the sword much.

As soon as Lin Li died, the sword was hung on the wall. Although it could be seen every day when he raised his eyes, it was still allowed to gather dust.

She gave up her sword and became a doctor to save people, and now she picks up the sword again to save people.

Mrs. Cen made up her mind to go out of Hanshan Court to rescue people. Mu Fang was so anxious that her face was as thick as gold paper, but she couldn't hold her back no matter how hard she tried.

"Madam!!"

As soon as she ran out of Hanshan Courtyard, Mu Fang paused and looked blankly at the woman who suddenly stopped in front of the door of Hanshan Courtyard.

Mrs. Cen stood in front of the Hanshan Courtyard, looking steadily ahead.

A piece of light human skin fell to his feet.

Mrs. Cen’s face changed immediately.

The human skin slowly stood up from the ground, with flesh and bones plump, and slowly transformed into an extremely beautiful young man.

The young man smiled slightly, as sticky as if he was fished out of blood. His words were affectionate, but his eyes were vicious, "Mom, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Mrs. Cen's eyes were complicated for a moment, but she was not surprised at all: "It's you."

She is not stupid.

The matter of the dozen pieces of bacon last night easily matched up with the young man in front of me.

Such a sinister evil method is exactly Lin Li's natal skill, skin painting.

The young man in front of him is Lin Qingzhi. Lin Li's son is also her adopted son.

Mrs. Cen really wanted to raise him well.

It is certainly sad to educate the son of your husband and his lover.

But the grudges of the previous generation should not be implicated in the next generation. She pitied him for losing his mother when he was young, and took him to Hanshanyuan to take care of him personally.

Unfortunately, he always thought that she killed her mother, so he had not been close to her since he was a child, and he even hated her because of this.

After so many years of not seeing each other, he has grown up.

The gloomy little boy back then has grown into a beautiful young man today.

Mrs. Cen clenched her sword: "Are you here to avenge your mother?"

Lin Qingzhi asked: "Don't you have anything to say?"

Mrs. Cen: "Yes, yes."

"Your mother's death had nothing to do with me. I also wanted to save her, but I couldn't save her."

The young man seemed to be suddenly irritated, his face changed, and he shouted angrily: "Bitch! You lied to me!"

"You are obviously jealous of my mother, Cen Xiangnan, that old man's doting, so you just watched her die in front of you! You didn't want to save her even after she bled dry!"

"Today, I will let you taste the pain my mother suffered that day." Lin Qingzhi gritted her teeth and said word by word, "In other words, the pain my mother suffered. Today, I want you, bitch. Come back a hundred times.”

Mrs. Cen calmly clenched her sword.

Seeing the apricot-red sword blade in the woman's hand, Lin Qingzhi sneered, "Do you really think you can beat me?"

"You are so weak that you haven't used a sword for more than ten years. I would like to see what else you can do."

As soon as the human skin was exposed, the smell of blood hit my face in an instant!

Mrs. Cen jumped half a step back, the sound of the sword was clear and clear, and the sword in her hand was as thin as a cicada's wing. It was light and agile. The blade of the sword cut through the air like a puddle of apricot-red autumn water.

Excellent beauty and tranquility.

The human skin is wrapped in overwhelming resentment, unfolding and retracting, flying up and down, and tightly entangled with the sword's edge in mid-air.

The young man was beautiful, but his expression was as sinister as a poisonous snake. He showed no mercy and showed no trace of pity. He saw the woman's flaw and aimed every move at the gate of life.

After a few moves, Human Skin suddenly changed its moves and came straight towards Mu Fang! In the blink of an eye, the woman was wrapped up and thrown to the ground.

"Didn't I say that Mrs. Cen has a pure and kind nature? This maid has served you for so many years, and she has worked hard without any credit. What are you going to do now?"

"Did she lose her sword or watch me strangle her?"

The skin tightened a little, and in the blink of an eye, Mu Fang's face turned red. She stared at Mrs. Cen closely, wanting to speak but unable to.

No, don't agree.

Mrs. Cen lowered her eyes: "Let her go."

With a clang, the sword fell to the ground.

Mu Fang's eyelashes trembled and tears streamed down her face.

Madam, she is just too soft and pliable.

Mrs. Cen took a breath, and a line of blood dripped from the corner of her mouth.

At the time of the attack, Lin Qingzhi showed no mercy and greeted her at every turn.

Her body was already weak, and now she had no strength to resist, like a fish waiting to be slaughtered.

Lin Qingzhi walked slowly in front of her, squatted down, and sneered, "How is it? Isn't this uncomfortable?"

The young man lowered his eyelashes and landed on the woman's jade-white fingers, with a bit of resentment and hatred flashing in his eyes.

"Madam is really pure and kind. Even if her husband took a concubine, she didn't care about it at first. She even gave up her sword to practice medicine because her concubine died in front of her, and she mastered the 'Hanging Silk Spirit Needle'."

"Then start with the hands holding the needle?" Lin Qingzhi raised her eyes, smiled again, slowly took out a knife from her arms, and put the woman's hands on her knees.

Tick-tock——

That was the sound of blood falling on the ground.

The woman was lying on the ground, five of her ten fingernails had been neatly peeled off.

The hands that were once soft, white and slender are now covered in fingernails and are a **** mess.

With their fingers connected to their hearts, the woman turned pale in pain, dripping with cold sweat, and gritted her teeth without making a sound.

Even so it's not over yet.

The young man lowered his head, and the blade gently made a cut on the woman's white fingertips.

He looked particularly well-behaved and docile when he lowered his head, and slowly began to peel off the skin bit by bit from his fingertips, slowly peeling the skin off the flesh.