Chapter 8: The Beginning of a Happy House Fight
After beating people, the murderous master and servant, who were in a happy mood and comfortable all over, entered the house. As soon as he entered the house, Qinglong lay on the bed on all fours and laughed.
"Master, you have become bad since you came here, you used to kill this kind of person directly."
"How can you make her regret everything she has done by killing her directly?"
Si Jiuyi had already shown Qinglong the memories of the original owner through the spiritual link, and Qinglong was disgusted with Si Yao'er at this time.
"But someone is going to be looking for trouble tomorrow, right?"
"Afraid of what? You're all awake. ”
"Did the master suddenly discover that I was the best beast in the Heavenly Palace?"
"That's my discernment."
Qinglong's smile stopped abruptly, turned over, faced Si Jiuyi behind his back, closed his eyes sullenly and went to sleep.
Si Jiuyi fished the green dragon and put it next to the pillow, then rubbed his little head and said gently, "You are the best." Then he ignored Qinglong's shocked little eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.
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A good night's sleep, in the eager anticipation of the next pleasant house fighting life, Si Jiuyi quickly got up, dressed, washed, and opened the door in one go.
No wonder God likes to come to the world to experience calamities, and life on earth is really delicious.
Qinglong felt his master's blood boiling, and directly turned into a bracelet wrapped around Si Jiuyi's wrist.
"Looking for me?" Si Jiuyi pushed open the door, raised his eyebrows and looked at the fat grandmother who was stopped by the light rain outside the door.
The fat mama looked Si Jiuyi up and down, and always felt that there was something different about today's second miss.
The current Si Jiuyi looks more delicate than the original owner, although he looks like he is fourteen years old, but compared with the original owner who is cultivated as the creator god and the original owner who is inferior and cowardly, the difference in temperament is not a star and a half.
The fat mama came back to her senses, the amazement in her eyes faded, and she quickly changed to disdain, no father, no mother, no one to support her, and the more beautiful a person who can't cultivate without a spiritual root, the more he is a life talisman, although this kind of person is the identity of the master, he is not worthy of her time to please at all.
"The head of the house asked me to take you to the council chamber, come with me." After saying that, the fat mama turned around and walked away without looking back, and if the walking speed was a little faster, it would be called a trot, she was also a cultivated person, knowing that Si Jiuyi couldn't keep up, but she just wanted to deliberately make it difficult for her.
Being able to bully their masters is a thing that satisfies their vanity especially for their subordinates.
Weiyu glared at Si Jiuyi angrily, "What did you do again!" Although the tone was not good, he still took the initiative to lead Si Jiuyi to the council hall, but he thought in his heart that if the young lady did something wrong again, she could still help share some punishment.
Si Jiuyi touched her nose helplessly, although she knew that this girl was for her good, but this day was a small training, two days a big training, and the attitude of training first when we met really made her a little itchy.
Forget it, when she first arrived here, she still wanted to keep a low profile.
I walked through several yards, from desolation to prosperity. The two of them finally came to the conference hall, and the fat mama who arrived first had already made up a nonsense in front of the head of the house to perform a drama about how Si Jiuyi was disobedient and didn't take the head of the house in his eyes, and the people in the room who listened frowned.
Si Jiuyi, who was outside the door, took a deep breath and slowly pushed the door open.
Originally, everyone didn't see much of this second young lady, only that she couldn't cultivate without a spiritual root, and locked herself in the house all day long without going out, and even many people who lived in the same house had never seen her. At this time, when I heard the fat mama say this, and thinking that they had to wait for a junior when they got up early in the morning, their impression of Si Jiuyi was extremely bad in an instant.