"Helper, this is the lotus seed porridge made by the slave maid herself......"

This pretty girl is the daughter of Xiongba.

With Qin Shuang and Wen Chouchou's cover-up intentionally or unintentionally, her identity was not discovered by others, and she was even mixed into the twelve hall masters.

It's just that her identity can hide from others, but she can't hide it from Feng Yuan.

Feng Yuan saw that her strength was not weak, it was a bit useful, and she could also make Qin Shuang and Wen Chouchou feel at ease to work for herself, so she let each other go.

However, Feng Yuan pretended not to know, but it made Youruo think of luck.

These days, he actually took the initiative to take the opportunity of serving tea and water, boiling porridge and food, and deliberately dangling in front of Feng Yuan.

Feng Yuan naturally knew the other party's intentions.

She wants to gain her trust, and then wait for the opportunity to poison or use other means to avenge her father.

Feng Yuan reached out and took the lotus seed porridge.

This bowl of porridge is fragrant and looks good, since Youruo said that she made it herself, there must be no fake.

After all, this kind of thing can be debunked by just asking.

Although the other party was originally imprisoned, as the daughter of the gang leader, she naturally did not lack food and clothing, and she could be regarded as a young lady who did not touch the spring water with her five fingers, but now in order to take revenge, she did not hesitate to spend hard work to learn to make porridge, which was really difficult for her.

"Good porridge!"

Feng Yuan tasted the lotus seed porridge and praised it.

Youruo saw that Feng Yuan drank the porridge directly without testing, and suddenly felt happy in his heart, and the other party drank the lotus seed porridge without checking it, which means that he has initially gained the trust of the other party.

Feng Yuan noticed her expression and laughed secretly in his heart.

Youruo didn't know at this time that after refining the Qilin blood and stepping into the Xuangong Eightfold Awakening Qilin True Body, the poison of the idle was no longer able to cause him any harm.

The blood Bodhi created by the Qilin blood can treat internal injuries and relieve all kinds of poisons, and the Feng Yuan with the Qilin blood is naturally even more invulnerable.

"Jian Wu, as one of the twelve hall masters, but you cook porridge for me every day, is there something to ask me? If there is something, just say it, for your sake, this gang leader will promise you one thing!"

Feng Yuan asked lightly.

Youruo hurriedly said: "No, the slave maid was originally just a subordinate of the gang, if it wasn't for the promotion of the gang master, how could the slave maid be one of the twelve hall masters." ”

"The slave and maid make porridge for the helper, because they want to repay the kindness of the helper! If the helper does not dislike it, the slave and maid are willing to serve closely!"

Her tone was full of gratitude, if Feng Yuan didn't know her identity, I'm afraid she would really be fooled by her performance.

"You want to serve the Gang Master?"

The corners of Feng Yuan's mouth hooked, straightened up and walked to Youruo's side.

Although the appearance of Youruo is not peerless, but since he was a child, he has practiced swordsmanship and martial arts, his legs are slender and tight, and his waist is slender but full of elasticity, which makes people feel youthful and energetic at a glance.

Coupled with a pretty face, she can be regarded as a top beauty.

As we got closer, a faint fragrance came.

Feng Yuan stretched out two fingers and lifted Youruo's cheeks, wanting to know how the other party should respond.

Youruo felt a strong aura approaching, her heart trembled, and after raising her head to see Feng Yuan, her eyes subconsciously wanted to move away.

After Feng Yuan's strength skyrocketed after absorbing the Qilin bloodline, his temperament was somewhat similar to that of the high-spirited male tyrant who intended to be the world, and he had a domineering and powerful momentum.

The only difference is that the domineering spirit of the male hegemon is closer to the scheming male overlord, while Feng Yuan's momentum comes from his own strength, and he has a comfortable self-confidence.

Although Youruo resents her father for imprisoning her, she admires the hero very much in her heart, and is proud of her father's identity as the overlord of the world.

After seeing Feng Yuan, who was extremely similar to his father's momentum, Yuruo was a little immersed in it.

However, she soon woke up, a trace of hatred flashed in her heart, and she had the urge to take the opportunity to pull out the short sword at her waist and assassinate Feng Yuan.

"The strength of this thief is too strong, and he will never succeed if he makes a rash move! You must gain the absolute trust of the other party in order to kill your father with one blow and avenge your father!"

Youruo secretly took a deep breath, forcibly endured the hatred in her heart, and put a bright smile on her pretty face.

"Yes, although the helper promoted the slave to the twelve hall masters, the slave and maid have no ability from other hall masters, they can open up territory for the helper and defend one side, the only thing they can do is to serve the helper and repay the kindness of the helper!"

Youruo said that she was incapable, but in fact, her ability was not weak. If you exercise, you can even compare it to Qin Shuang.

"Since you say so, then the gang leader will promise you! However, I hope you don't regret it!"

Feng Yuan pinched his pretty face, and the Qilin blood in his body was like a rolling wave of fire, and there was a sudden commotion, and his eyes flashed a little fire, revealing a trace of heat.

"The slave doesn't regret it!"

Youruo replied decisively, but when he answered, he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Okay, then tonight, you can come to bed!"

Feng Yuan laughed, withdrew his hands and took two steps back, but said something that made Youruo's delicate body tremble.

"Bedchamber?"

Yuruo could barely believe his ears.

After Feng Yuan incarnated as a broken wave, he did not have a bad reputation in the rivers and lakes.

Although he is an enemy, Youruo also has to admit that Broken Lang can become the overlord of the world at a young age, and he is indeed a rare figure in the rivers and lakes.

Moreover, there are no rumors that Broken Waves likes women.

This is also the main reason why Youruo dares to take the initiative to come up and prepare to serve closely to gain the trust of the other party.

If Feng Yuan was the kind of person who liked women, Youruo would definitely find another way and would never send it to the door.

But now, she has taken the initiative to ask to serve, and she has also won the approval of the other party.

The other party asked her to sleep, which suddenly made it a little difficult for Youruo to ride a tiger.

If she didn't agree, then what she swore just now would arouse the suspicion of the other party.

After all, it was Youruo who took the initiative to ask to serve, and when she heard that she was going to serve, she suddenly repented, didn't she take the initiative to tell others that she had a ghost in her heart.

But if you say yes......

Youruo's heart was extremely entangled, and her eyebrows furrowed slightly, a little hesitant.

"Why?

Youruo looked up, and suddenly saw a trace of doubt and displeasure in the eyes of the helper "Broken Waves", and knew that if he didn't agree, he wouldn't want to gain the trust of the other party in the future.

The plan to avenge the father will fail completely.

"The helper misunderstood, the slave maid Pu Liu's posture can be valued by the helper, it is the honor of the slave and maid......"

Youruo forced a smile.

Feng Yuan had a smile on his face, and in the depths of his eyes, he didn't have much lust.

Since you want to take revenge, then she has to bear a sufficient price.

There is another point, that is, Feng Yuan is not a bad woman, but he is in control, knows what he wants to do, and has a clear goal.

As for beauty, it's just an embellishment in the process.

It can be enjoyed, but it is definitely not immersed.