The position of steward is generally to dispatch other people to work in the account, and when he is busy, it is common not to leave for a few days and nights, Mo Qiqi waited outside for a long time before he found the steward to go out to do errands, and there happened to be a disciple who went in to deliver medicine to the woman named Rong'er.

After she mixed in, she lurked on the side, this woman was injured in the dantian before, although the medicine is good, but it also takes a short period of time to recover, plus people have a background, you can let her lie down well, eat and drink well, and wait until the disciple changes the medicine for the woman, Mo Qiqi only walked out.

Suddenly seeing Mo Qiqi, she was startled, her expression was a little panicked, and then she forcibly calmed down and said, "This is the camp of the steward, if there is no important matter, you are not allowed to enter." ”

"Why is there nothing important?" Mo Qiqi smiled meaningfully: "I have a very important matter that I need your cooperation." ”

Mo Qiqi's methods, this woman can also be regarded as having a taste or two, not to mention that she is seriously injured now, even if she is not injured, there is no advantage in fighting, so she pulled a far-fetched smile and said: "You see that I still have injuries on my body, I'm afraid I can't help much, if this matter is very important, you should find someone else to help, so as not to be delayed." ”

"No, no, no, only you can help with this matter, and you don't need to make any effort, you just need to lie here. Mo Qiqi said and paced slowly.

Seeing Mo Qiqi approaching, the woman struggled to retreat, she was not a fool, so naturally she would not think that Mo Qiqi had specially mixed in, she was looking for her to play games, and while retreating, she persuaded: " This is the camp of the Bian family, and I am a member of the Bian family, if something happens to me, I am afraid that you will not be able to get out easily, I was wrong with that before, but fortunately you were not injured, I have already known my mistake, I will compensate you in this box, and after the war is over, Brother Rui will also go back to receive the punishment, even if you are angry, you can be eliminated, and this matter will be revealed, okay?"

Mo Qiqi nodded matter-of-factly: "You're right, when is the time for retribution, then you can do me a favor, and when this matter is over, we will shake hands and make peace." ”

"What, what's the matter?" the woman didn't believe her too much, and while responding to her perfunctorily, she felt out the talisman for help.

Mo Qiqi stepped forward and detained her, then tied her firmly, threw it there at will after placing a forbidden spell, and then hid himself at the door of the tent with the shape-shifting breathing technique, quietly waiting for the chief steward to return.

The process was a bit long, but Mo Qiqi was sure that he would definitely come back, and he wouldn't be impatient to wait.

As soon as the chief steward came back, Mo Qiqi took action and restrained him, although he had already cultivated to the late stage of Jindan, but if it was about fighting kung fu at hand, it was naturally far inferior to Mo Qiqi, not to mention that in his own tent, he was not guarded, and he was pressed down by Mo Qiqi from behind, and then tied his hands with magic weapons.

He panicked, but although his fighting skills were average, and he was not too stupid, he thought that it would be Mo Qiqi who would attack him, and calmly persuaded: "If you kill me, the young patriarch will definitely have some trouble, I think the young patriarch treats you well, and you shouldn't take revenge anyway." ”

"You're right. Mo Qiqi tied him up strongly, and slapped him with his head and face, how strong her hand was, it can be said that there are few monks with as much strength as her, and sword cultivation is unlikely, so after Mo Qiqi's slap is enjoyable, the words are not good, even if she does not use all her strength, this kind of strength is not something that people can easily bear with their bodies, and after she stopped, the seven holes of the big steward were bleeding, and the eyeballs were almost shocked out.

felt that it was almost, after all, he couldn't really beat people to death, Mo Qiqi also withdrew his hand, feeling that he was beaten in a trance, and kindly threw him a Mizuki Chunhua, and after he eased up, he moved the screen between the beds, and let him look at Rong'er who was lying on the bed as hard as him.

That Rong'er was forbidden to speak, couldn't speak, could only look at him with tears, the two of them are like the Cowherd and Weaver Girl across the Tianhe, that is called a sincere love, tactful and compassionate, it is really a pair of bitter mandarin ducks, and she herself is undoubtedly the big stick that beats the mandarin ducks.

"Hmm..."Sensing that Mo Qiqi couldn't rest easily, the big steward came back to his senses, spit out the blood foam in his mouth, and looked a little flustered: "You, what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to ......" Mo Qiqi said word by word: "I plan, stick - hit - mandarin duck - "

"You said that you saw the person you wanted to protect was torn apart by demon beasts in front of you, how did you feel in your heart?" Mo Qiqi asked him with a tilted head.

He really had a lot of feelings for this Rong'er, and his eyes were so anxious that his eyes were red, and there were faint tears in his eyes: "No, don't do this! This matter is my master's order, if you have any resentment, even if you use it against me, why bother to embarrass a weak woman!"

"Weak woman?" Mo Qiqi sneered: "It's really a weak woman, otherwise how would you know about killing people with a knife?"

Mo Qiqi was worried that he was reluctant, and when he saw him so affectionate, he was relieved, and lifted the demon beast out of the immortal crossing, as soon as the demon beast landed, he roared and was about to run to Mo Qiqi, Mo Qiqi turned around and gave it a kick, it was in pain, shrank its head timidly, and saw the woman next to it, her eyes were red, and she rushed over with drool.

The woman named Rong'er was tied up, and she cursed again, and she couldn't do it if she wanted to shout loudly, so she could only squirm on the bed and retreat, and then looked at the chief steward with a pitiful gaze for help.

"No, no, no!" The chief steward struggled desperately under Mo Qiqi's hands, he naturally couldn't break free, turned around, and looked at Mo Qiqi almost pleadingly: "Don't do anything to her, this matter is my own master, it has nothing to do with her, it has nothing to do with her!"

"You think he doesn't know your character? The chief steward twisted into maggots on the ground, and was trampled on by Mo Qiqiyi, but he couldn't break free.

The demon beast had already pounced on Rong'er's body, opened its big mouth, and saliva flowed all over her head, and Rong'er was so frightened that her pupils constricted, almost out of her mind.