"Ha! Okay, you Fu Bingru, you interrupted me, and I almost forgot about business. Mo Xingheng patted the futon and shouted at Fu Bingru dissatisfiedly. Immediately, his face sank, and he said with a blushing face: "You haven't explained the matter of selling me yet! I tell you, I won't agree!"

Fu Bingru's endurance is also limited, she is delicate by nature, hot-tempered, and the most unpopular, because of the loss before, she suppressed her temper and tried her best to endure Mo Xingheng's chatter. This was the first time she had been wronged, but she didn't expect Mo Xingheng not only to stop in moderation, but to entangle endlessly, and even intensified his claim that he was "selling him".

Is it tolerable or unbearable!

"Stinky boy, don't talk nonsense, when did Miss Ben do anything to sell you?" Fu Bingru immediately retorted angrily.

"Ah, you're going to sell me to your eldest sister as an attendant, isn't this called selling, what's it called? Isn't the attendant just a servant who serves people? Isn't being your eldest sister's slave selling yourself? Haven't you heard of selling yourself into a slave?" Mo Xingheng looked extremely sad and indignant, and his words were very generous and fierce.

"You are obviously using strong words and making nonsense. My eldest sister saved your life, and you should have been grateful for the retribution, and you should have repaid my eldest sister by being a cow and a horse! The grace of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring, not to mention the grace of heaven such as the grace of life? You can't repay it even if you are broken bones. Now just asking you to be an attendant, you don't know how much advantage you have?" Fu Bingru was very shrewd and argued righteously.

Mo Xingheng smiled coldly and said disdainfully: "I just lost part of my memory, but I didn't lose my mind, I'm not a fool, even if a fool hears such words like yours, he won't agree to it." You're right, you should know how to be grateful, and I, Mo Xingheng, am not the kind of ungrateful villain. You and your eldest sister saved my life, and of course I will try to reciprocate. The latter remarks are reasonable and very pertinent.

Then he paused, but his tone changed sharply, and he said: "However, for the coercion of the favor, that has to be another matter!"

When Fu Bingru heard this, her pretty face turned red, Mo Xingheng was right, her words really meant to repay the favor, but the other party grabbed this point of loss and retorted fiercely.

She suddenly found that the little boy's mind was surprisingly high, and he looked like he was ten years old at most, but his mind was as old as twenty-eight or nineteen.

"Uh... Then how do you agree to be my eldest sister's attendant?" Fu Bingru was completely defeated after a verbal confrontation with him, and he couldn't help but feel a little frustrated in his heart. Affected by this emotion, even the tone of his speech became a little weaker.

"This matter is not negotiable," Mo Xingheng refused. But it does not give the other party any room for negotiation.

"Do you really want to do this?" Fu Bingru asked in a low voice. Mo Xingheng's resolute decision made the short-tempered Fu Bingru really angry. At this time, it was already the moment when she was about to explode.

However, Mo Xingheng didn't know this, or rather, he didn't care about it at all. Therefore, he simply refused: "That's all." ”

Completely unaware of the impending danger.

For this kind of person who doesn't know "life or death", Fu Bingru has always only used one trick, that is, to make him "life is better than death".

thereupon

A pig-like scream suddenly came out of the east wing, the voice was miserable and mournful, and the pain was heart-wrenching, it was simply the heart of the listener, and the listener was shocked! Miserable! And this sound continued to sound, ups and downs, enduring!

......

An hour later, the screaming in the east wing finally stopped.

Inside the house, Fu Bingru hugged his hands, sneered on his face, and looked contemptuously at Mo Xingheng, who was already as big as a cow, with eyes as big as a fight, no good meat on his body, and bruises everywhere, and said disdainfully, "How about it, I have tasted Miss Ben's power! I know the tragic end of offending Miss Ben! Look at you, a stinky boy, if you dare to go against Miss Ben!"

Mo Xingheng snorted and moaned continuously, and almost every inch of skin on his body was destroyed by Fu Bingru, but he still did not give in to Fu Bingru, and still resisted stubbornly.

"Hmph, I will not succumb to your whore. Mo Xingheng said very proudly.

"Hehe" Fu Bingru sneered, his tone suddenly changed, and he said contemplatively: "It seems that Miss Ben's shot just now was too light!" After speaking, he was ready to do it again.

"Slow!" Mo Xingheng suddenly stopped Fu Bingru's movements, and then Mo Xingheng's pig-like face actually squeezed out a few charming smiles, only to hear him say: "Don't be in a hurry to do it first!

"Yo!" Fu Bingru was surprised in her heart, and said with interest: "Didn't you say that this matter is non-negotiable? Didn't you still say that you would never succumb to Miss Ben's lewd thief? Why, now that you have changed your mind? Don't you plan to continue to be a hero who would rather die than give in?" She used four rhetorical questions in one breath, and the meaning of sarcasm and ridicule was strong.

"I said I wouldn't succumb to your authority, but I admit that the phrase 'no negotiable' is indeed too much, and everything can be discussed. Are you right?" Mo Xingheng tried his best to show some smiles to let the other party see the sincerity of his intention to discuss.

"So, are you ready to agree to be my eldest sister's attendant?" Fu Bingru suddenly asked happily. If the stinky boy agrees, she decides to heal him immediately and let him recover as before.

Don't look at Mo Xingheng's appearance as if he had been repaired extremely miserably, in fact, this is all an epidermal injury, and it is an illusion made of true qi, he has not suffered substantial damage at all, as long as the true qi that has been input into his surface body is withdrawn, he will be able to recover immediately.

It's just that this input process will still be very painful. That's why Mo Xingheng let out such a miserable cry. It really hurts!

After hearing Fu Bingru's words, Mo Xingheng nodded and shook his head.

His ambiguous answer made Fu Bingru's heart rise with anger again, and he reprimanded urgently: "Stinky boy, don't play tricks on Miss Ben, hurry up and tell me the answer directly." ”

Seeing that Fu Bingru was about to get angry again, Mo Xingheng's heart trembled, and he hurriedly said, "It's not that I can't agree to your conditions. It's just that I can't say yes unconditionally. I will repay you and your eldest sister for saving your lives. These two things must be one yard and one yard! Otherwise, it would be better to be broken than to be broken!"

"Oh, so you want to talk about the conditions!" Fu Bingru had a look of sudden realization. She was very happy that Mo Xingheng made a negotiable proposal, so much so that Mo Xingheng's last threatening words like death were directly filtered by her. "Then tell me, what kind of conditions do you want to negotiate?"

"I just have one condition. Let me join the Sword Sect to practice martial arts!" Mo Xingheng quickly stated his conditions. His words were resolute and resolute, and could not be replaced.

"Uh, this Miss Ben can't be the master!" Fu Bingru was stunned for a moment, and said with some embarrassment.

"Ah, aren't you the third young lady of the Sword Sect? Your father is the sect master, can't you let me enter the Sword Sect as a small ordinary disciple with your identity?" As soon as Mo Xingheng heard that the other party said no, he thought that he had misunderstood that he would ask to be a high-level disciple, so he immediately added.

"This is not as simple as you think!" Fu Bingru explained.

"How could it be?" Mo Xingheng was puzzled, his face suddenly changed, and he asked suspiciously: "Are you lying to me? You are not the third young lady of the Sword Sect at all, and neither is your father..."

"Shut up, don't be rude to my father!" Fu Bingru saw that Mo Xingheng suddenly doubted her identity, and even questioned the identity of her father, the sect master of the Sword Sect, and immediately became angry and shouted loudly.

Immediately, he felt sorry in his heart, so he explained in a soothing tone: "Stinky boy, I didn't lie to you, I am indeed the third lady of the Sword Sect. It's just that you don't know that the Sword Sect is very strict in accepting disciples, it has many rules and assessments, these are the ancestral systems that the sect masters of all generations have to follow, my father can't be violated as the sect master, and I can't go against it, or I don't have the ability to let you join the Sword Sect at all, these can only be done by yourself, and no one can help you. ”

"That's it!" Mo Xingheng said with disappointment.

"Stinky boy, can you tell Miss Ben, why do you have to join the Sword Sect?" Fu Bingru saw Mo Xingheng's disappointed expression, and felt a little unbearable, so he asked kindly.

"Because I want to practice martial arts, I want to become strong!" Mo Xingheng's eyes suddenly shot an extremely bright gaze, and his eyes were full of a strong thirst, a thirst for strength!

He had never had a stronger desire for strength. This is not because Fu Bingru hit him just now and stimulated him, but suddenly a desire from the bottom of his heart! It seems that there is a voice in his heart that is constantly shouting, strength, strength, strong strength! Become stronger, become stronger, keep getting stronger!

"Then you don't have to join the Sword Sect" After Fu Bingru heard Mo Xingheng's words, his eyes suddenly lit up, and a brilliant idea instantly popped up.

"But other than that, I really can't think of any other way!" Mo Xingheng said with a depressed expression.

"Stinky boy, you watch!" Fu Bingru suddenly drank coquettishly, and then his body spread, turning into a column of phantoms and flashing around the room.

Mo Xingheng's eyes widened desperately, and he couldn't see Fu Bingru's figure clearly when he opened his eyes to the maximum, and he intuitively felt that the room in front of him was full of the figures of the other party, and his mouth opened so wide in surprise that he could directly take off an egg.

After a while, Fu Bingru stopped his figure, and when he saw Mo Xingheng looking dumbfounded, he couldn't help but "poof" a coquettish smile, and he was also a little proud in his heart. Immediately, he asked Mo Xingheng in a coquettish voice: "Stinky boy, are you stunned by Miss Ben's style!"

"Uh-huh," Mo Xingheng said in a continuous voice. He was indeed greatly shocked, he didn't expect Fu Bingru to be not much different in age from him, and he would have such a powerful strength. And Fu Bingru's figure is very gorgeous and dazzling!

"Giggles" Fu Bingru was amused by Mo Xingheng's stupid goose appearance, and the beautiful style immediately intoxicated Mo Xingheng's fascination. It exacerbated his stupidity even more.

"Stinky boy, look at what, don't look at it again. Fu Bingruqiao's face flushed, and a hint of shyness peculiar to her daughter's family flashed, she was a little embarrassed by Mo Xingheng's dizzying appearance.

"You look so good when you smile. Mo Xingheng said suddenly. He couldn't help but say it.

But after a while, he came to his senses, brushed his face and turned red, and immediately lowered his head and didn't dare to look directly at Fu Bingru, and he blushed even more, as if blood was oozing from his face.

"Stinky boy, don't you want to become stronger?" Fu Bingru's voice suddenly came softly as it had never been.