Don't wait for Wen San to sigh a few words for ending his career early.

Silk threads that emitted a black glow followed him,

Beiyu's fingers were tightly closed, and Wen San was tied up firmly.

Accompanied by Wen San's scolding voice, Xu Han'er went up and gave him a big slap in the face, and scolded angrily:

"What a talkative assassin!"

Immediately, Xu Han'er asked Beiyu beside her:

"Lord, what should we do with this man?"

Without waiting for Beiyu to reply, Wen San looked like he was underwhelmed and took the lead in speaking out.

"Girls, hurry up and send labor and management on the road!"

Bei Yu pondered for a moment, motioned for the person next to him to stand down, and then stepped on Wen San's head.

The more Wen San shouted, the more strength Bei Yu's feet increased.

It wasn't until his mouth came into close contact with the earth that the scene immediately ushered in a long-lost silence.

Just when Xu Han'er thought that the abyss was about to usher in a new "nourishment", Bei Yu said:

"Wen San, do you remember me?"

Feeling the weight of the pressure on his head, Wen San raised his head with difficulty and glanced at the boots on Beiyu's feet, and then spat out bloody foam.

"You.... Be.. Who, first... Let me go. ”

Bei Yu retracted his strength when he heard this, and the latter sat on the ground with his buttocks, panting heavily.

Wen San looked at the scholar-like young man in front of him like a monster, and just now, he was almost trampled to death.

"To be honest, no impression."

Beiyu groaned slightly after hearing this, and then said:

"Don't you have an impression in your dreams?"

Wen San's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he looked at the young man in front of him deadly, and he didn't squeak for a long time, and the atmosphere suddenly depressed a little.

Seeing that Wen San didn't speak, Beiyu instructed Xu Han'er beside him:

"Take it and sacrifice it!"

Article 3: "......."

"Wait, I see, you're the demon in your dreams... Immortals"

The characters did not spit out, Wen San's expression changed, and his eyes were sincere.

"In this way, that dream is true, I can't imagine that my Wensan has lived for half a lifetime, and he can still have immortal fate, and this life is in vain!"

Xu Han'er showed disdain, and saw that the latter flattered like a dog:

"Immortal, if there is a place for Wen San to serve, even if he is instructed, even if he goes to the Sword Mountain and the Sea of Fire, I...."

So, Wen San and he explained everything.

After a while, Beiyu smiled evilly and said lightly:

"Since you're here, don't go."

Wen San's face turned dark and he shouted for mercy.

Xu Han'er whispered a few words in Bei Yu's ear at this time, Bei Yu nodded, pointed at Wen San and said:

"Send him to the firewood room."

Article 3: "....."

early morning

Wu Yu got up early in the morning and rushed to the firewood room early in the morning to light the fire.

Although he has now become a male guard in the White Qing Temple, he still has not been spared the fate of burning firewood.

I heard that this was ordered by the "pavilion master", because the Yeyuan Pavilion does not raise idlers.

Although he was dissatisfied with this, he was helpless, because resisting would only lead to more beatings.

After he knew that Bai Qing was the sister of the enemy who killed his mother, he also accepted his fate, except for the little guy who bullied him, everyone else here was the enemy.

Revolt?

Inexistent.

At this time, he didn't know that there was another "newcomer" in the firewood room. ”

After pushing open the door, Wu Yu looked at the man sleeping in front of him, and thought it was a new servant.

Wu Yu said silently in his heart:

"I really don't know the rules!"

When he thinks of his bumpy fate and the sourness of these days, he inevitably feels unbalanced.

So, holding a basin of cold water, he poured it on the man's face.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

Wen San's face was gloomy, and he viciously choked Wu Yu's neck like a vicious wolf, but he didn't kill him.

The latter's face turned the color of pig liver, and his arms kept flapping against the man in front of him.

At this time, a voice came from outside the door, breaking the stalemate at this time.

"Wen San, hurry up, the Lord has called you."

It was a young man in Tsing Yi who spoke.

Seeing this, Wen San let go of his hands, pushed down the black feather beside him, and then smiled at the little girl in Tsing Yi as if he had changed his face.

"Steward Zhao, it's early!"

"This is coming, this is coming."

Wen San didn't dare to hesitate, and ran out in a hurry.

Before Wu Yu could breathe a sigh, the little guy in Tsing Yi smiled and said:

"Who is that, after the firewood is burned, then finish picking up the water, if you dare to be lazy, look at your grandfather, I won't pick your skin!"

With that, he left the place.

Wu Yu gritted his teeth, there was no squeak, and the blood stains flowing from the corners of his mouth were enough to prove his mood at this time.

"Can anyone tell me why?"

"Why, it's always me who gets bullied?"

"Ahh!!!!!!hh

For a while, the small firewood room was full of sad and angry shouts!

At this point,

A white light flashed.

The jade pendant on Wu Yu's chest exploded.

A text came to his mind.

Want to be truly alive?

Want to understand the meaning of life?

YES/NO