Chapter 1215: Can't even eat soup residue!

"Come on, listen to the call master."
Luo Xiaoman pulled a stone stool over, sat down, and looked at Ming Chan playfully.
Ming Chan clenched his teeth, his face was full of humiliation, and his heart was twisted.
He walked the rivers and lakes for so many years, no matter where he has suffered such shame, but the girl in front of him is too powerful, I am afraid that if he does not call this master, the consequences will be very serious.
"Huh?" Luo Xiaoman's eyes became cold, and the momentum exuding from his body made Ming Chan shiver suddenly.
"Lord, master."
"be good!"
Luo Xiaoman curled his lips, his aura instantly converged. "Since you call me Master, then I won't let you be bullied by others. In the future, if I have a bite of meat, I will have you..."
"Soup, right?" Ming Chan curled his lips, spreading his hands and said dejectedly: "Even if you don't have enough soup, it's better than nothing."
"Tsk tusk." Luo Xiaoman shook his fingers and smiled lightly: "It's not soup, it's soup slag! Because there are too many people drinking soup with me."
When she thought of Zhi Wu and them, the corners of her mouth rose slightly. It is estimated that when these guys are drinking soup, they will not even let go of the soup residue. In other words, the truth is that Ming Chan can't even eat the soup residue.
They are all foodies!
The corners of Ming Chan's mouth twitched, and when he was a servant, he was a servant. How could it be so miserable?
Walking out of the house, Luo Xiaoman saw Scarlet men and the others, pacing back and forth with a look of anxiety.
"Huh, are you all right?" Scarman saw Luo Xiaoman and Ming Chan coming out of it, his eyes lit up, and he was surprised: "I thought you were all dead!"
Although he couldn't see what was going on inside, he heard clearly that there must be a fierce battle inside.
"Heh, how much wind and waves can a little ghost make?" Luo Xiaoman twitched his mouth and said indifferently: "The ghost has been dealt with. So, from now on, Ming Chan and yours The grievances were wiped out."
"Huh?" Scar Man frowned, staring at Ming Chan angrily. "No! Catch ghosts, he was supposed to do it. But it's not right for him to lie."
Ming Chan shrank his neck and leaned against Luo Xiaoman subconsciously, not daring to look directly into Scar Man's eyes.
At this time, Luo Xiaoman stood up, stood in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "Now Ming Chan is my servant. You have to look at the master if you beat the dog?"
Scar man shivered, looking at Luo Xiaoman with horror on his face. "He, is he your servant?"
"Yes!"
Scarman and the others looked at each other, and then they stepped aside. "Sorry, we are rude. Since Ming Chan is already your servant, then we won't pursue it anymore."
Seeing Scar Man's respectful attitude towards Luo Xiaoman, Ming Chan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Looking at Luo Xiaoman's back again, he found that there was nothing wrong with being her servant.
It's just a bit of a loss of status, but it's better than being ravaged by these guys, right?
"That's right!" Suddenly, Luo Xiaoman turned around and asked suspiciously: "When did your house become haunted?"
Now that the ship has left, it will take three days at the earliest to get on another ship.
For this reason, Luo Xiaoman was not in a hurry, and wanted to understand the whole story.
Like the evil creature just now, if it weren't here, it would be impossible to suddenly appear in this popular house under normal circumstances.
If she guessed correctly, this evil spirit is more like escaping into this house.