Chapter 1: Encountering the Dead

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"Don't you get up yet, it's time!

"Hmm..."Hua Wuyuan rolled over and fell into a deep sleep again.

"Hurry up!" the woman saw that it didn't work, and kicked her in the ass.

"Ahh

"What did you say?" Although it was a laugh, there was a feeling of goosebumps, an invisible majesty, and such a spicy person was even afraid.

"I, I said it's time to get up and work, get to work..."

"It's noisy. Hua Wuyuan frowned, and was about to fall asleep, but she heard the woman outside the door crying:

"Master, I counted Ah Yuan a few words, and she kicked me out of the door. Woo, it's all my fault. ”

"Madame, get up quickly. The man lifted Chan up and came into the house.

"Ah Yuan, why do you want to kick your mother again?

"Whoever kicked her, it's obvious that she fell down by herself! How can she rely on me! Besides, she's not my mother! My mother died a long time ago!"

Sure enough, when Mrs. Chen saw it, she cried to Master He with pear blossoms and rain

"Master, don't blame Ah Yuan, she is still young and ignorant. ”

"What is small?" He Jinyu immediately exploded when he heard it,

"It's seventeen! It's still disrespectful every day, no big or small, if you are used to her like you, this temper, don't you have to go to the room to uncover the tiles!" He Jinyu finished speaking, then paced around the room, pondered for a while, and said: "That's it, recently Wanwu Sect recruited new disciples, let her go." With that, he flicked his sleeves and left.

Mrs. Chen also followed him, glaring at her by the way. Hua Wuyuan has a sad face, because the Wanwu faction is the land of the Bai family, among them there is a person named Bai Rongruo, he is the brother of Bai Jingtian, everyone in the world is called the Frost King is extremely cruel to people, although the sword eyebrows and starry eyes are very good-looking, but they are dull and boring.

Alas, annoying, worried. At night, Hua Wuyuan sat on the steps, looked up at the moon, and held a pot of good wine in his hand, brewed for the peach blossoms, which was extremely mellow, and he had the idea of not coming to the world in vain after drinking a sip.

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