Chapter 139: Subordinate female X demon head male (1)

There was a man lying on a bed with his eyes closed, his face was very cold, and his sense of alienation made people dare not approach.
The woman kneeling not far away stared at him, especially worried.
He should have woken up a long time ago, but he was still lying there for an hour.
The woman frowned and was about to look forward, and saw the man's eyelashes tremble and opened his eyes.
The emotion inside was mixed with pain.
The woman felt something wrong, glanced at him, and said, "Sir, what can you tell me?"
Did not get a response.
She didn't dare to speak any more, and bowed her head to wait.
After a long time, the person lying on the bed moved his eyes and uttered a sentence from his thin lips: "Are all memories and emotions taken away?"
No emotion can be heard in the tone.
The woman answered truthfully: "It's natural. You didn't open these memories last time. Would you like to see them now?"
He frowned, stroked his heart with his hands, and had erased his memory, why was it so uncomfortable.
The woman saw the scene and did not say more, and stepped down to assign tasks.
The sir has experienced many worlds for cultivation, but this time I don't know what is going on, but there are some postures that can't get out of it.
After thinking about it, he can only use poison to attack the poison. If he is used to the uncomfortableness, he will not respond so much.
When she got off the task, she paused and added another one.
Seeing the task, the system read Cen Simiao word by word: "Let the target become the boss of the rivers and lakes, and I love you, but ..."
It almost scared.
Cen Simiao was curious: "Did you?"
The system continues: "This time you have to abide by the original owner's settings, and do everything you want to be the Lord. Otherwise, the task may fail."
"This time, people are set to climb power, be deliberate, and forget the benefits."

The carriage at Xianchengkou is afraid that it can reach half a street together. The tall horse looks like it is walking a long way, exhales white gas in its nose, and snorts at the pedestrian looking at it. And lowered his head to eat forage.
Now it is late autumn, when the wind blows, the curtain of the good-looking car is opened, revealing a few good-looking women, narrowing their necks, rubbing their hands constantly, and breathing into the palms of their hands.
It's really cold this day.
There were one or two people with hot tempers, who dared to stand side by side, holding a cigarette bag pot and swallowing the clouds, shouting, with a clear voice: "When you leave, you will freeze to death."
"What's the matter, you are no longer immortal if you look like Peugeot. If you don't let the horses be full, would you be able to fly by?"
The woman bowed her head, lowered the curtain, her body retracted into it, and pressed the two corners of the curtain with her hands to prevent the cold wind from passing through. Muttering in his mouth: "There is nothing arrogant about the slaves of Xunyoujiao."
There was a chuckle next to her, she looked over, a woman with a scorn, her sneer still on her lips. Seeing her glaring, the woman didn't panic, but said generously: "They are slaves, we are maids, or maids who are not working."
"You're more expensive now."
The car curtain was suddenly swollen by the wind, and the woman who said sarcasm had not closed her mouth and was filled with a cool wind. Suddenly, the internal organs of the five internal organs became cold and coughing.
The original woman covered her mouth with her hands, showing a pair of curved eyebrows: "Stupid things."
When the outside manager heard the movement, he spit out a white cigarette, and the cigarette holder pan on the stone, squinted at the carriage, and laughed.
Xunyoujiao is a well-known sect on the rivers and lakes. It acts ruthlessly and shows no mercy at all. This made other schools particularly contemptuous.
Just a few months ago, Xu Youjiao just changed the leader, and it is rumored that the former leader was killed. On rivers and lakes, this is not unusual, but it is rare that the two people have a master-student relationship.
Today's leader Bai Muzhi was captive to Xuyoujiao at a young age, and his parents were killed, forcing him to be recognized as a master. And he was beaten at every turn. There was no good place on his body, and he was hungry and full.
It's rare that such a situation can become a person.
The former teacher had a strange heart and tortured people like this, but he was not scared at all, and he still had to teach martial arts. It wasn't until Bai Muzhi grew from a skinny head to a healthy figure that pierced his heart with a sword in his hand.
Breathing weakly scolded him for ungratefulness and did not miss the grace of the apprentice.
Xu Youjiao changed the sky.
Everyone knows that the former leader is dead, but the corpse has not been seen upside down. Until the girl-in-law cleaned the house and fed a few yellow dogs in the backyard, she felt that something was wrong.
The stomach was swollen the day before yesterday, how swollen it is today. Taking a closer look, his eyes suddenly turned black, and he knelt down on the ground.
The dog was chewing on a boot.
The Xunyoujia girls were scared to death, let alone doing errands, even going out was difficult. The governor of the church simply dismissed them, and instructed people to pick some.
People outside get the news. Whoever cares about these grievances and disputes, only knows that when they enter Xunyoujiao, they are fragrant and spicy, and they are better dressed than ordinary people.
Everyone who has a maid in the house goes forward. Many minds are thinking, if they can serve the leader, it has been a long time, maybe they can become a wife.
After a bag of cigarettes was smoked, the clerk coughed a few times, and heard the coach shout cold. He frowned impatiently, but when he was chosen, he was given two sets of clothes, one with cotton and one with tulle.
Can the tulle they wear be cold?
He got up and went to the horse, ready to turn over, and shouted at the back: "Ready to go."
As soon as the voice fell, the people next to him were anxious: "And the girl is not back."
The steward was particularly shocked, and turned to follow the voice, but his eyes fell on a girl wearing a tulle. The white and tender skin was looming, a long black hair fell on the chest, his brows were affectionate, his lips were tightly squeezed, and his forehead was sweating.
Trot came here.
Breathing, she sent the meat buns wrapped in yellow paper forward: "Hurry up, warm."
A word of words gave people amusement, and I didn't know how familiar I was with her. The steward said sharply, "Whoever allows you to get out of the car, if you don't want to do it, return the silver clothes and go back to your own house."
Cen Simiao's eyes were red, and she burst into tears.
Whimpered, "You have been busy for a few cars for us, and you ca n’t rest if you are blown by the wind. Even eating a few dry breads, I look uncomfortable in my heart."
He looked down at the bun again: "I'm afraid of the cold, so I ran back deliberately. I missed the time without thinking."
She was crying with tears, and the whole person looked especially grieved. The people who allowed her to get out of the carriage next to her heard that she hadn't confessed to herself, and could not help feeling better about her.
A beautiful woman stood weakly in front of her, and said what she said was especially warm-hearted. After speaking a few words, she let her go to the carriage.
Cen Simiao changed her face when she got to the car. Pull a woman sitting in the middle apart, sitting on a cushion with her buttocks, her legs across her dress, and yell in her mouth: "Oh, you can exhaust me. If you want to switch to someone else, you may be exhausted. On the road. "
The woman being pushed away was not a fuel-saving lamp, and she slapped Cen Simiao immediately, and she could see the red mark through the tulle.
"You went out and ran crazy, and we got frozen here, and we shouted tired when we came back. I really opened my eyes today."
Cen Simao didn't fight back, rubbing her palm prints, glancing at her, and chuckling: "Then you have to thank me, or your eyes won't open."
Just before she got out of the car, she sat with the woman and waited for a while to get out of the car. Then she saw that there was a hole in the skirt, which was obviously torn secretly.
Cen Simiao simply tore the hem of that section to reveal the pink peony satin upper. Looks a lot taller.
The woman still didn't know how to converge. When she heard this sentence, her anger was even stronger, and she had to roll up her sleeves and thump. Cen Simao leaned sideways and grabbed her sleeves.
"Well--" The woman watched her sleeves half open.
She didn't care about the fight, she was distressed holding the ripped tulle, her eyes were red, and her lips were pursed, "You, you!"
A few words popped up, and the car curtain was opened to find the complaint of the steward.
Cen Simao dragged her over, and the two faced each other. The woman's eyes were round and round, and she could not wait to tear her up and eat.
Cen Simiao sneered: "Why you can't stand what you do on your own? If you want to sue, you are advised not to bother."
Women are unconvinced and make a noise.
Cen Simiao: "When you bought my meat buns for nothing? Talking to the people along the way was too much spitting and useless? Even if I had bad luck, you wouldn't be better off. They would bother Nothing to do? It ’s a big deal to get out of the carriage with two bangs and less overhead. "
The other women on the wagon couldn't help but regret to see that they were not in trouble. Cen Simiao looks the best in this place. At this moment, some people are willing to embarrass her, and they naturally watch the seeds with the seeds.
I just didn't expect that Cen Simiao would not only stagnate people, but also make a big fight.
Tossing along the way for a long time, the virtual tour party finally arrived. Bringing tea and water, washing and cooking, and cleaning the house are all things that they are used to doing at home, so they are naturally handy.
But Cen Simiao was in trouble, and she was sent to the kitchen to fight. If the dishes and chopsticks can still cope with it, the key is to burn the fire. The system doesn't care about it at all and says she should think for herself.
The girl who was assigned to serve in Bai Muzhi's room was gentle and petite, and charming and charming, but he didn't look at them, making these people very happy.
Cen Simiao originally wanted them to explore the road. She sighed and lowered her head to burn the firewood, but almost burned her hair. She was furious and asked when Bai Muzhi would leave the house.
The day after tomorrow, noon, rockery garden.
Cen Simiao burst into tears, dragging the steward's clothes corner and not letting go, sobbing, "Before leaving, my mother gave me the only valuable thing. But the mule was broken before a month."
She was miserable here, the other woman turned pale and angry, and the same person who disputed Cen Simiao on the carriage. It was clear that it was Cen Simao who called her over and said that she wanted to let her see and see, and took out the jade jade bitch, but her hand slipped and fell to the ground.
Those who can manage things do not believe, who will use their own things to frame others, but can't figure out anything.
Cen Smiao rubbed her eyes, and became more red, and her crying became heavy again: "I used to live in the same room, and it was fine to apologize and lose money. But she said that I was framed, and you said that I had offended anyone. "
The steward was so troubled, and the women immediately fell. Cen Simiao glanced to the left, the figure was still there, and she estimated that it was almost time for the fire.
She softened her throat: "You have scolded her too, and let her hurry back to clean up, it is not good to miss an errand. Wait for her to lose some money."
The feminine opened her mouth to scold her, but the fearful steward could only swallow it hard. When turning around, Cen Simiao smiled extremely brightly: "I will not cause any more trouble in the future."
The voice rose, and his voice was full of threats. That figure must be audible.
Cen Simiao thanked the steward repeatedly, said a lot of good words, and the listeners were weary. She saw the figure approaching here, her eyes closed.
The supervisor was aware of it, and turned around to see Bai Muzhi, and hurried away. Cen Simiao Yingying knelt, her expression flustered.
Bai Muzhi wore a light-colored shirt, his skin was sickly white, and his lips were slightly bloody. His eyes were on Cen Simiao.
The voice blew like snow, "You look up."
Cen Simiao's expression was regular, but her eyes were full of desire to climb up

Bai Mu's eyes were gentle, with unknown emotions hidden, which made people unpredictable. After staring for a long time, he felt creepy. The corners of his lips were bent.
"How could there be such a stupid person as you."
Cen Smiao hesitated in her heart, it was over, the route was wrong.
"Ding-the target favorability is 5, the current favorability is 5."