"Ladies and sisters, sexy old iron."

"Look at you, you don't need money, and we don't charge if you touch it."

"Go ahead and take a look, you come to me for a walk."

……

Shen Lang braved the scorching sun and started his one-day career as a stall on the street.

Others play crossing, either the prince or the prince, at least a son.

But Shen Lang was fortunate that he crossed into a parallel world similar to the Tang Dynasty and became the son of Langzhong.

But this "father" was dying, and he could save others, but he couldn't save himself.

Even if Shen Lang scattered all his family wealth, he didn't save his life in the end.

As soon as Shen Lang crossed into this world, he became an orphan.

Since he activated the stall system, the stall became his only way out.

But the first task released by this bullshit stall system was to let him find a beautiful maid.

"Where's the pretty sexy maid?"

"Damn the system, you get out of here! These crooked melons and cracked dates are also worthy of being the master's maid? ”

Shen Lang looked at the women passing by on the street, and roared with great anger in his heart.

Although he has no money, the standard for finding a maid has not been lowered at all.

There is something to do, nothing to do.

The requirements for the appearance of the maid are naturally higher.

Otherwise, it will affect his mood and income from the stall!

But in this small Wannian County, whose girl can enter his eyes?

"Brother Dahai! I'll give you a maid, do you want it? ”

Just as Shen Lang was secretly scolding the bullshit system, a panting shout suddenly came from in the distance.

As a wave of heat blew, a black ball of flesh appeared in front of him.

"How can those crooked melons and cracked dates be worthy of my master, who is full of grace? It's better to leave you as a wife. ”

Shen Lang rolled his eyes and said angrily.

The stupid Biaozi blushed on the spot, lowered his head and gasped for breath.

Although Wang Dabiao is a bit biao, he has never disappointed Shen Lang in charging into battle and stealing his father's money.

But only this matter of looking for a maid made Shen Lang disappointed one after another.

It's only been less than three days, and he has already found more than a dozen sexy and beautiful maids for Shen Lang.

Not only did Shen Lang not say anything, but now that he thinks about it, he still wants to vomit, and he is a little dizzy.

"Brother Dahai, save her quickly, otherwise she will die."

Wang Dabiao raised his big black face plate and said breathlessly.

"Holy!"

Shen Lang exclaimed in surprise, and wanted to run away with a roll of the stall.

Make a dying man a maid, unless the master's brain is in water!

If there is a human life lawsuit again, how can I set up a stall master?

"Brother Dahai, you must save her."

Shen Lang got up and was about to run, but was dragged by Wang Dabiao.

Facing Wang Dabiao, who has a big shoulder and a round waist like a meat ball, where can Shen Lang's small body break free?

"As long as you can save me, let me do anything."

Just as Shen Lang was trying to get out, the girl on the ground suddenly let out a pleading voice.

What a gentle voice!

Shen Lang was suddenly stunned, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on the girl not far away.

What a beautiful girl!

This figure, this long legs, this face!

This young lady must be saved!

"Girl, are you alright?"

Shen Lang threw the mouse medicine in his hand casually as he spoke, pushed Wang Dabiao's body away, and pounced on the injured young lady as fast as he could.

It's like a hungry wolf pounced!

Delicate cheeks, tall figure.

Especially the long legs exposed to the air are so dazzling in the sunlight.

Noble temperament, Alluring face, plus her gorgeous clothes.

Shen Lang is sure that this girl is not ordinary!

"Childe, please save me."

The girl's cry for help interrupted Shen Lang's wandering gaze.

"Don't worry, I'm here."

Shen Lang said and bent over to hug the girl.

In the face of his 360-degree change, Wang Dabiao, who lacked memory notes in his brain, was instantly stunned in place.

"Put it down for Lao Tzu!"

With a roar, a strong man with a dagger appeared in front of everyone.

"I thought whose dog was barking, but it turned out to be Wangcai!"

Shen Lang snorted coldly and said mockingly.

This person's name is Zhou Xicai, and he is the son of the landlord of Zhou in Wannian County.

He set up a watermelon stall on the street when he had nothing to do, and under the guise of selling watermelons, he did some tricks to tease the little daughter-in-law on the street.

"Shen Lang, are you tired of being crooked!"

Zhou Xicai shook the blood-stained dagger in his hand and roared angrily.

And the two housekeepers beside him showed their fierce fangs.

"Biaozi, I'll leave it to you."

Before the words fell, Shen Lang disappeared around the corner of the intersection with the injured girl in his arms.

This Wangcai family is not only rich, but the two family members next to him are even more ruthless, if he doesn't run, will he stay and be beaten?

For this kind of thing of throwing away his little brother and running away, Shen Lang has long been accustomed to it.

He didn't dare to go home, but ran towards the mountain temple on the outskirts with the injured girl in his arms.

But on this June day, the child's face changes when he says it.

A sudden thunderstorm fell in the sky, which caught him off guard.

When he came to the ruined temple with the injured girl in his arms, he was already drenched in soup.

"Bear with me, I'll help you with your wounds."

As he spoke, Shen Lang placed the girl in his arms on the hay and examined her wounds.

Her wound was at the base of her thigh, apparently from a sharp object.

Shen Lang directly lifted the girl's skirt, and a shocking wound appeared in front of his eyes.

Such beautiful legs were ruined by that damn wealth.

Fortunately, his family has an ancestral gold sore medicine, and this kind of flesh wound is simply handy for him.

Shen Lang greeted the eighteenth generation of Wangcai's ancestors, and took out the family heirloom gold sore medicine from his arms.

From applying gold sore medicine to bandaging wounds, he did it smoothly and in one go.

"Thank you Childe for saving your life."

The girl tilted her head and said like a mosquito.

"If you have to thank me, be my maid."

Shen Lang turned his head to look at her as he spoke, and then he was instantly stunned in place.

The rain soaked the sand of her white skirt and clung to her.

The delicate cheeks were covered with shyness, as if a slight pinch could drip blood.

Maybe it was because of the pain of the wound, maybe it was because of the nervousness, her long eyelashes kept shaking.

It's beautiful!

Shen Lang couldn't help but swallow and spit dryly.

Li Lizhi lying on the hay could clearly feel Shen Lang's incomparably hot breath, and her little heart couldn't help but speed up, and Shen Lang was dazzled when she saw it.

Although this damn disciple saved himself, he can't stare at this princess so directly!

Is he going to do something bad to this princess?