3 Miss Xia Fu Liu

"Why are you helping her? Don't you know that if you do so, you will be dissipated and never reborn? You've ...... with your own heart."

"It's okay, this is what I owe her, if it weren't for her, my life would have been gone." An old voice rang out.

"You...... It's unbelievable! The young man in black said indignantly.

"I hope you'll protect her well while I'm awayβ€”it's your new master." The old woman carried a familiar canvas bag on her shoulder, and it was clear that she was the little girl!

A bright light burst out of her body, and it shot straight into the sky, and the random old woman's body turned into pieces and disappeared without a trace.

"The host !!" The old woman's words echoed in his ears. "She was there to save the world, and she β€” she was supposed to be there."

A tear overflowed from the corner of the young man's eyes, but he secretly clenched his fists, "Master, don't worry, I will definitely fulfill my promise to you and do my best to protect her, even if I lose my life, I will not hesitate to do so!" ”

Xia Motang slowly opened his eyes, and his hazy eyes were stunned for a moment.

Isn't she dead? So where is this? Heaven or Hell?

She looked around, it was a dilapidated room, there were very few items in it, everything was in tatters, and it was impossible to stand it!

Wrong! Xia Motang shook her head vigorously, she had obviously turned to ashes. This...... What's going on?

She pinched her arm, and actually felt a trace of pain. Could it be that God saw her too kind and let her come back to life?

But...... Wait a minute! Who could tell her why she was wearing such strange clothes? She suddenly remembered that time-traveling novel, she wouldn't have crossed over, would she?!

Xia Motang was surprised for a while, and his head was much clearer. She hurried to the mirror on the wooden table, randomly speechless. How many days has she not taken a shower, and her face is dirty like this.

She was about to go out to see if she could get a few buckets of water outside, but when she heard footsteps, she turned back to the bed and lay on her side with her eyes closed so that she could observe the movement.

"Humph! That little slut, obviously has a bad reputation and status, why did her father give her such a good thing, she was really angry! ”

"Third sister, my father is also trying not to give people a talking handle, you can dissipate your anger, anyway, waste materials like her won't live long, won't it be all yours when the time comes?"

"Yes, third sister, what the fourth sister said is right, if you don't lose your anger, it's a big deal to whip her dozens of whips."

"Well, yes, I won a new whip at the Fighting Spirit Conference, just in time to test its power. Yunji, kick that broken door! ”

Xia Motang listened silently, but there were many questions in his heart, what is the Douling Conference? Also, she didn't have whiplash wounds on her body, so why did these people speak like they had whipped her many times.

"Boom!" The door was kicked open with a loud bang.

"This waste is still sleeping so deeply, Yunji, wake her up, we should punish this waste who doesn't know how to be polite. ”

"Of course." Xia Motang sensed that the man was walking towards her, and then grabbed her hair and pulled it out. "Miss Six, it's time to get up. The sleeping ground is so fragrant, why don't you hurry up and meet your fifth brother, third sister and fourth sister. ”

Oh my god, my mother's hair is about to be ripped off! Xia Motang scolded in his heart. Now even a small character can be bullied to her, which is really sad.

Xia Motang wanted to cry without tears, but there was no way, she didn't know where this was, and she couldn't figure out the hole cards of these people, so she couldn't act rashly. Otherwise, she was knocked out when she just came here, how miserable would she be?

Since God gave her a chance to be reborn, she should cherish it, even if it was for the sake of the dead original owner, she should work hard once.

She had no choice but to take a deep breath and silently lower her head, so that her hair hid the anger in her eyes.

"Talking, dumb?!" A whip was thrown on her back, and Xia Motang suddenly felt that the place where she was drawn was like being stung by thousands of ants, itching and painful. But she could only bear it silently biting her lower lip, even though she had broken out in a lot of cold sweat.

She will definitely remember this shame, and in the future, she will pay it back a hundredfold!