From the end of her life, she never thought about using or controlling Yang Jian to do anything, the existence of the demon god is not something that people can control at all.

Tu Shan Rongrong, who is as smart as a demon, is not clear there, making a deal with the devil is undoubtedly a chronic suicide!

“…………”

"That's right!"

After returning to her home, Tu Shan Rongrong pointed to the mountains of firewood piled up in the courtyard and ordered as a matter of course.

"Split all the dry firewood piled up in the yard!"

………

"What did you just say?"

I don't hear very clearly, you tell me again. ”

Hearing Tu Shan Rongrong's commanding words, Yang Jian raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but ask twice.

"I said, you can chop all the dry firewood piled up in the yard, and you have to rely on this firewood for fire, cooking, and heating."

When Tu Shan Rongrong heard this, she brushed her green hair, her words and deeds were extremely natural, and she didn't realize how unreasonable what she said was.

Yang Jian looked at Tu Shan Rongrong fixedly, and when she found that Tu Shan Rongrong's expression didn't seem to be joking at all, but was very serious......

Without the slightest hesitation, Yang Jian directly picked up the axe, and under Tu Shan Rongrong's surprised gaze, he began to chop wood.

As for the hard work of chopping wood, it is not the same thing at all.

“…………”

When he was in the desolate world, Yang Jian was thirteen or fourteen years old, and took his eldest brother and third sister to cross tens of thousands of miles to go to Yuquan Mountain to apprentice.

At that time, in order to hide his cultivation, Yang Jian almost crossed tens of thousands of miles in the form of a mortal, what hardships have he not encountered in between?

Firewood?

It's not tiring at all.

Therefore, in the face of Tu Shan Rongrong's request, Yang Jian thought about it, and immediately nodded and agreed.

……

Yang Jian said teasingly while chopping wood.

"For the sake of the daughter-in-law, there is no shame in working hard."

"Since you have said so, daughter-in-law, if I don't do it, I may be punished for kneeling on the washboard at night."

"So, after weighing the pros and cons, I can only choose to get acquainted."

When Tu Shan Rongrong heard this, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

In her heart, she kept telling herself not to be angry, if she was angry, she would fall into the trap of this hateful guy and would be led by the nose.

"Oh, by the way, Rong Rong's daughter-in-law remembered to prepare a set of quilts for me, after all, it's already autumn now, and it's a little cold."

Yang Jian, who squatted down and began to chop wood, smiled innocently at Tu Shan Rongrong.

After Tu Shan Rongrong heard these words, her temples couldn't help but burst into green tendons, her fists clenched tightly, and her young delicate body trembled.

Tu Shan Rongrong, who found that he couldn't do anything with Yang Jian, simply came out of sight, turned around and left.

“………”

"No matter what, don't come into my room, not a single step, if you still want you. Under. Noodles of the little brother words. ”

Leaving this sentence that I don't know if it was a threat or a threat, Tu Shanrong returned to her house angrily, and after a loud noise, she slammed the door shut.

Yang Jian, who had been watching Tu Shan Rongrong walk into the house, saw that she finally had a little temper unique to a little girl, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

“…………”

Yang Jian's personality originally liked to control the initiative and didn't like to be led by others.

If others want to control themselves, Yang Jian, who senses that something is wrong, will treat others in the same way.

Therefore, in the face of Tu Shan Rongrong, who is also very dark and calculating, Yang Jian always can't help but want to tease her and press her.

This will naturally make Tu Shan Rongrong, who has always liked to coordinate the overall situation, hate Yang Jian's variable so much.

However, Tu Shan Rongrong didn't know at that time that when a woman hated a man, it would be easy to fall in love with him under certain circumstances.

Because women and men have different personalities, if a man hates someone, then hatred is hate.

And women are different, women's hatred is often half love and hate.

“…………”

"For the sake of me calling you so many daughters-in-law, and you didn't turn your face, I'll let you be a little better this time."

Seeing this, Yang Jian shook his head with a smile, rolled up his sleeves, picked up the axe and put it on the stone in front of him one by one, chopping dry firewood.

Immediately, his eyes turned around consciously or unconsciously, and when he saw the direction of the big tree, he shook his head, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a malicious arc.

"Papapapa!!"

Under the big tree on the side, a crow with fiery red eyes tilted its head and stared at Yang Jian.

This crow is not an ordinary bird, but is conjured up with the Fox Mind Technique.

“………”

As for who the owner of this crow is, does it need to be said?

In other words, even on the surface, Yang Jian is the only one left here, and the Tu Shansan master, who returned to the three-story building, is also monitoring Yang Jian.

“………”

"Things are getting more and more interesting, Tu Shan Rongrong, can you escape from the palm of my hand? …”

Yang Jian, who was constantly chopping firewood, touched the sweat on his forehead and thought secretly.

For some reason, the speed of time has become very fast.

At this moment, the lights in the three-story house were already lit up, and there was a little light in the originally dark yard.

In the courtyard, the chopped dry firewood is densely packed and has been neatly piled up into a hill.

It is conceivable how much firewood there is here.

“………………”

"There's an amazing amount of firewood here."

Yang Jian looked at the mountains in front of him, touched his chin, and said a little speechlessly.

"This guy is fine, why do you put so much firewood?"

“………”

As if to deliberately respond to Yang Jian's question, an inexplicable voice suddenly sounded from behind Yang Jian.

"yes, I'd like to know why you don't use spells and split them one by one."

"Hey, are you suddenly stupid?!"

With the sound of such a voice, footsteps began to sound one after another, and there were three people.

Yang Jian's face was not surprised, obviously he found that someone was approaching him behind him early in the morning.

After hearing the voice, at that moment, Yang Jian turned around and looked behind him.

What appeared in front of Yang Jian were the three masters of Tu Shan, and they were also three girls who were so beautiful that they were suffocating.

The person who walks in the front is naturally Tu Shanhonghong, the big boss of Tu Shan.

This time, Tu Shan Honghong was wearing a red palace robe, a pink short skirt and white high socks on her lower body, as if she was deliberately showing her figure, she put her hands on her waist and stood in front of Yang Jian.

I have to say that Tu Shanhonghong deserves to be the heroine of this world, and she really has this capital.

already has a beautiful face and figure, coupled with the straightforward personality of the eldest sister, it is no wonder that Dongfang Yue, the male protagonist, can be charmed.

Of course, Yang Jian's side glanced at it slightly.

More often, he focuses more on Tu Shan Honghong's back, that is, Tu Shan Yaya, Tu Shan Rongrong.

Compared with Tu Shan Honghong, who exudes the temperament of a royal sister, the two girls behind it, as if they want to form a sharp contrast, are filled with different temperaments.

“…………”

Tushan Yaya eight hundred years ago was not the cold-faced queen of the Baiyue and Tushan Susu periods.

At this moment, Tu Shan Yaya, her face is full of childishness, and her personality is a little similar to Bixiao.

She has a delicate doll-like appearance, fair skin like jade, shoulder-length swaying black hair, dark and deep red pupils, and of course, the most eye-catching thing is the abnormal proud pairs. Chest.

…………

The other is Tu Shan Rongrong, who squinted his eyes, it was darker than the night, and when he opened his eyes, it was clearer than the water of Tianchi Lake in Changbai Mountain.

“………”

Looking at this, it seems that Tu Shan Honghong, Tu Shan Yaya, the two sisters, are worried that their sister will be eaten by Yang Jian, a big pervert, so they will come to take a look.

The three sisters, Tu Shan Honghong, Tu Shan Yaya, and Tu Shan Rongrong, looked at Yang Jian, and looked at each other tightly with Yang Jian's projected gaze without fear.

The three sisters' eye attacks were so strong that Yang Jian, who had never been afraid of the sky and the earth, couldn't help but bow his head.

Looking at Yang Jian, who lowered his head, the three sisters Tu Shan Honghong, Tu Shan Yaya, and Tu Shan Rongrong, had different expressions because of their personalities.

Tu Shanhong's face was expressionless, Tu Shanyaya made a "flutter" and laughed directly, while Tu Shanrongrong's face seemed to be smiling, which was unpredictable.

“………”

After this farce, Yang Jian didn't have the heart to do anything else, washed up, and returned to his room.

To be honest, the three-story bamboo building where Tu Shan Rongrong lives is, in general, a very ordinary and somewhat eccentric big house.

Ordinary refers to the house itself.

In terms of this area and scale, it is no different from the house of the average rich person, and it can be regarded as a villa at best.

And weird, it refers to the placement of furniture and potted plants, which are actually arranged according to the five forms of feng shui and the gossip of Qimen.

To be honest, arranging a feng shui array in your own home does have an indescribable sense of weirdness.

Overall, curious.

Of course, this has nothing to do with Yang Jian.

Tu Shan Rongrong's house is very large, and in terms of scale, it is more than average. The villas are all large, and with such a large area, there are naturally a lot of vacant rooms.

In a practical sense, Tu Shan Rongrong lives in such a big house alone, no matter how you look at it, it seems a bit wasteful.

“…………”

After all, in Yang Jian's previous life.

In the middle of the earth, rich people who have the money to live alone in such a large three-story bamboo building will also be equipped with some special cleaning maids, maids, security guards, bodyguards, etc. in their own homes.