Meng Xiaopao scolded silently after hearing this: "Stinky and shameless, you let go of me~"

The purple man under the skin looked at Meng Xiaopao's silent lips, and he once again teased with internal force: "You are the concubine of this king, it is your duty to serve this king, you have enjoyed the play just now, but this king has not yet enjoyed it in his heart, it is boring to watch other people's things, and he only feels good when he does it himself. ”

The more Meng Xiaopao listened, the more angry he became, he raised his elbow to the side, and his elbow slammed towards Gu Wangchen's abdomen.

Zi Huang was just curious that Meng Xiaopao didn't know how shy he saw the kind of thing just now, and wanted to tease him, but he didn't think that Meng Xiaopao was still a thorny clam, and the tender meat of the clam didn't look at it, but he was stabbed hard.

Endured the cone pain in his abdomen, grabbed Meng Xiaopao's hand and directly changed to his waist, at this time, where do you care if you are lonely and forgetful, your feet are silent, and you fly with Meng Xiaopao like the 'Mo King' box in Zhen Huibao's attic.

As soon as he entered the box, Ziyun threw Meng Xiaopao on the ground like a hot potato, and at this time, he didn't care about maintaining the image of Lonely Dust, and bent over with both hands on his abdomen to pump cold air: "It hurts to death, it hurts to death~"

The moment Meng Xiaopao was fallen, a harrier turned over and stood upright, looking at the lonely forgetful dust in front of him, regardless of the image, Meng Xiaosplash unintentionally opened his mouth and laughed: "Are you lonely forgetful?" I don't think you'd do that. ”

Meng Xiaopao just casually said her position on Gu Wangchen, she thought that Gu Wuchen would add a mask to her heart no matter what she did, and his actions at this time were indeed a little unexpected.

The same words have different understandings.

Ziyun wore the skin of Lonely Forgotten Dust and used the identity of Lonely Forgotten Dust, Meng Xiaopao's ridicule was a truth in his heart, he put away the actions that did not belong to Lonely Forgotten Dust with palpitations, and was cautious about what Meng Xiaosplash said.

This is a kind of self-truth that can only be revealed in the face of the weak or those who subconsciously believe in their hearts, and this kind of performance would be miserable if it was seen by the enemy, and all efforts may be in vain because of this subtle and true display.

Zi Huang secretly warned herself in her heart that she was out of the play.

The momentum returned instantly after Meng Xiaopao's words, it was difficult to get out of the play, but it was very fast to enter the play.

The previous ridicule was instantly withdrawn after entering the play, and the voice was indifferent again: "The joke time is over, you have seen such a big joke of mine, I really don't know whether to keep you or not." ”

As the words fell, he walked towards Meng Xiaopao step by step, and at this time there was killing intent in his eyes, a killing intent in essence.

Meng Xiaopao is already accustomed to his face-changing technique, but the murderous aura in his eyes at this time makes people feel frightened, and he teased just now, but now he wants to kill people again.

Purple Duck wants to exterminate the person who discovered his illusion, and the so-called green hat in his mouth is just an excuse.

However, Meng Xiaopao really thought about the green hat, she thought that the noble prince Gu Wangchen had discovered his ugly things by herself, so he wanted to kill herself, so no outsiders would know about the green hat anymore.

One was murderous because of a flaw in his identity, but the other was killed because the other party thought he knew about his shame.

Although the ideas are different, they are dead left and right.

Seeing that Meng Xiaopao was silent, he didn't even know how to grab time to refute, although he sighed a little in his heart, there were some things that had to be done.

The means do not need to be just ideas, but they can be called means when they are used.

In the shell of Lonely Forgotten Dust, the sojourning purple black said in the voice of Lonely Forgotten Dust: "I don't care how many secrets you have, and no matter how many secrets you know about me, from today onwards, you and I must have a coexistence relationship, if you don't want to die, you can only obey, don't doubt my words, now you are no different from an ant to me, I want you to make a choice yourself." ”

"First, to survive as my woman, I will not do physical or mental damage to you that you do not want to, you and I coexist with interests, but you can never get rid of the identity that you are my woman."

"Second, I'll let you disappear forever now, I should have never known anything about cultivating immortals, with my current cultivation, I'm afraid that I am already invincible, so any of your secrets are no longer important to me, as long as I want to kill you, any temptation you have is useless to me, because you have planned to rank among the dead in my heart."

"Choose, a kind of mutual benefit and reciprocity without worry, and a kind of ashes without worry."

Meng Xiaopao listened to the words, but neither of these two options was what he wanted, he said his secret, he only knew that the scar on his face was deliberately made by him, and he really didn't know anything about other secrets.

If it was because of the fake face, he might have killed himself a long time ago, and at this time, he gave himself two choices full of murderous sounds, is it really because of the picture he saw unintentionally just now, he was humiliated by his self-esteem because of this matter, so he wanted to kill himself to vent his anger.

With the last glimmer of hope in his heart, he asked, "Are you like this because of what just happened?" If so, I swear to heaven that I will never say it, and you can rest assured, and we will leave the matter of choice at that. ”

The anger of Ziyun's words suddenly increased: "You must choose, you have no way out, either die or give in." ”

Meng Xiaopao only said what happened just now, she didn't make it clear what it was, so she directly thought of the thing that Zi Huang had no intention of revealing her true nature just now, as long as it was related to the main owner Gu Wangchen, he would never leave the slightest emotion, and it was already unprecedented to be able to give a choice.

Erase the different feelings in your heart, leave the Hongdae excuse because of the law of cultivating immortals, suppress the heart of mercy, enhance the relationship of interests, the two paths are only for the overall situation and not for selfishness, not killing is not reluctant, and the reason for choice can also be used.

Zi Mei had a self-persuasion in his heart, he was murderous, his eyes looked directly at Meng Xiaopao with a cold glow, what he was waiting for was a choice, a choice he forced out.

Meng Xiaopao saw that 'Lonely Forgotten Dust' was iron-hearted, and he only felt sad for the nonsensical face-saving man in his heart, and he was sad to forget the dust, but the saddest thing was himself.

It's okay to shake anything, anything will happen in this chaotic world, just a curious snoop will get a fire, people are cuckolded sadly, and it is not even sadder for them to be unintentionally affected.

No matter how unwilling I am in my heart, it is useless, when the golden finger has no strength to protect, I can only hide it, and there is the matter of the iron ball, the first time I do charity, I can't just give up halfway, otherwise I can't get over it in my heart, not to mention that people are still arrested because of themselves.

I don't want to be hunted down and killed all over the world because of the exposure of the golden finger, and I don't want to be killed by Gu Wangchen, there is no difference between the two choices and one, if you want to live, you have to endure humiliation, and his conditions are not really inhumane, at least he gave himself some promises.

To put it bluntly, it's just the title of a concubine, as long as his body is still in his own power, then there is no chance to turn the tables, after all, the method of cultivating immortals is unique to him, not to mention that he still has a heart devouring bracelet, as long as he concentrates on cultivation, he will be able to break free from his palm sooner or later.

After being silent for a long time, Zi Huang waited for the choice he wanted to hear.

Meng Xiaopao's tone was flat and there were not many ups and downs: "It's just a concubine, I will continue this identity, but I also hope that you can remember before that my concubine status is false, and our mutual benefit is true." ”

After getting the answer, Zi Huang put away his murderous aura, and he still said in a lonely and forgetful tone: "The cooperation is going well." Then he stepped out, and before the figure was about to disappear, he brought a piece of tissue paper.

Meng Xiaopao took the tissue paper, he didn't know the words on it, but he didn't think it would be a good thing when he thought about it.

Casually throwing tissue paper into the storage ring, Meng Xiaopao was ready to go to the basement to rest, after all, the night was already halfway over, and it would be dawn if he didn't rest.

Someone else cheated once but hurt himself into a quagmire, which is exactly the answer to the old saying: Don't look at incivility, don't listen to incivility, and don't look at incivility......

I typically saw that people were doing that indecent thing, and I saw other people's indecent posture, although I didn't hear any indecent words from the two, uh~ This is not quite right~

Meng Xiaopao snuffed out the crooked picture in his heart, and his heart will start with the concubine from now on, although the position is a bit low, but it can be regarded as a career that does not worry about food and clothing.

Two days of learning in the splash flew by.

Meng Xiaopao never does those mediocre things that disturb him, since he has agreed to this concubine job, then he will go to work with peace of mind, at least the concubine's class has been smooth in the past two days.

Gu Wangchen has not appeared since that day, it doesn't matter if he shows up or not, Meng Xiaopao is concerned about literacy at this time.

This time the literacy is open and hanging, and not only that, but there is also the classmate of the medical soul.

Meng Xiaopao specially invited Wu Yin to hand over his literacy, and in two days, Wu Yin actually had a feeling of worshiping the great god to Meng Xiaopao, and everything was not because of Meng Xiaopao's learning cheat.

The means of handing over the medical soul to Meng Xiaopao to learn are really awesome.

He asked Wu Yin to directly take the book and recite it, and then forcibly packed all the words into Meng Xiaopao's sea of soul consciousness through the method of soul expansion.

Wu Yin recited while the doctor soul printed the words in the expanded book in his hand one by one into Meng Xiaopao's mind.

Meng Xiaopao's mind was like a prepared blank paper, and the doctor's soul was the printer, and he printed all the words recited by Wuyin on the white paper in Meng Xiaopao's mind.

This kind of learning speed is not even very good.

Although this cheating method is quite good, the pain afterwards is really not light.

In the past two days, Meng Xiaopao has let the medical soul expand the shape and pronunciation of the characters during the day, and at night he has to endure the pain of expanding the printing overnight.

Both nights were spent in a stinging pain, no worse than a cantilever stabbing thigh.

The pain is very painful, but the fruits of the harvest are also very obvious, and each word that is expanded is like growing in the brain, as long as you think about it, you will instantly know the reading and font, and even wave your hand to write.

In the previous life, it was really general to write by yourself, but the words that were printed came with calligraphy, and what kind of calligraphy was used in the book when it was written, and what kind of calligraphy was used when the book was written, and the definition of these square words in my heart was regular script, because they were really too similar to regular script, although it was a traditional ancient text, but this shape was indeed regular script.

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Recently, I went back to my hometown in the mountains, and there was no signal at home, but two more a day would not be broken, but the time may not be too regular, and the signal in the deep mountains and dense forests was poor, so please forgive me.