[Your kid doesn’t have a split personality, does he? 】
Bronze Mirror watched as Meng De took off his mask, put on his mask, clapped his hands and pretended to be slapped, jumped up and down again and floated back.
Meng De's state is so scary, almost like a mental illness.
Just push the door half open to make sure the little princess can see something from inside.
He exposed half of his head and looked into the house.
"I told you not to run, I told you not to run, but why didn't you obey? Now it's okay, I still have to kill one more person."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a bright long knife passing through his body.
Meng De released his spiritual energy and concentrated it on his back, knocking himself away. He made a move as if he was being attacked from behind, and then used his spiritual energy to close the door.
He stood up and walked to the other side, deliberately walking harder and closer to the place where he fell to the ground.
[You are a drama queen, there is no need to do this]
[In order to pick up girls, you gave yourself a knife, but you are such a scumbag, you are a cruel person! 】
The door was closed, and the fairy rope restrained the little princess. All the magic power made it impossible for her to use her spiritual consciousness to see what was happening outside.
Only the sounds of fighting could be heard from outside.
From time to time, a few drops of blood would fall on the window and penetrate the window paper.
Meng De was seen outside the house pulling out a knife and shaking the blood on the knife wildly.
The Bronze Mirror, a magic treasure in the acacia, dared not approach even after seeing this scene.
That's crazy.
After about a tenth of the incense stick, the fighting outside the house subsided.
The little princess in the house was on tenterhooks, staring straight at the door, praying in her heart that the one who came in would be the young master she met today.
After performing the play and cleaning up the battlefield, Meng De was just about to open the door and enter when he heard the bronze mirror behind him ask?
【Isn’t it right? Shouldn't you pretend to be a young man to save him, and then take advantage of her being poisoned to save her in the name of justice? 】
Meng De also wore a black mask on his head and shook his head with a smile.
"Just be obedient and watch the show."
Meng De pushed the door open and walked in holding a bloody knife.
"Are you particularly disappointed to see that I am still alive?" Meng De took out an identical elixir shortly after entering the room and threw it to the ground, "Antidote"
The little princess looked at Meng De and tilted his head with a puzzled expression, as if asking, why?
Meng De had no time to pay attention to her, so he sat cross-legged on the ground and began to heal his injuries.
The little princess looked at the so-called antidote on the ground.
His hands were tied behind his back, but the elixir was close enough that if he leaned down, he could bite it with his mouth.
But the rope was tied like this and she felt humiliated by eating with her mouth.
The illustrations in the storybook kept flashing in her mind, and the little princess began to feel hot inside, and soon she was sweating all over her body.
After more than half an hour, Meng De opened his eyes from the ground.
The blow just now was just pure physical damage and did not have any spiritual energy attached to it. With the cultivation level of Nascent Soul Realm, it can be recovered quickly.
When he opened his clothes, he couldn't even see the wound.
The pill on the ground has also disappeared.
The little princess stared at him with a look of humiliation mixed with a little hatred.
The two looked at each other for three or four breaths before the little princess took the initiative and said, "Where is he?"
"Of course he's dead, otherwise do you think I would keep him?" Meng De took out the long knife he used during the day and threw it on the ground. "Don't look at me with that look. You are more responsible for his death." , If you don’t run away obediently, you won’t know him, or will you die if you don’t know him?”
The shame and anger in the little princess' eyes gradually turned into hatred.
[You kid seems to have messed up]
Meng De shook his head in his heart, it was just foreplay.
In front of the little princess, he put on new clothes and threw the blood-stained clothes on the ground.
The little princess shyly covered her eyes with her hands and peeked through the gaps between her fingers.
What should I do? He won’t do anything to me next.
The little princess was still thinking wildly, but in a blink of an eye Meng De had arrived in front of her and sat on the bed.
"I'll give you two choices. One is to be my maid and serve tea. Unless you pay, I won't force you to do that. Second, I will deal with you now and hand you over to those on the battlefield outside the territory. Soldiers, let them take you to negotiate terms with the Demon Lord, and by then I guess your father will have to lose his skin even if he dies."
[Are you making a fool of yourself again? 】
Bronze Mirror expressed confusion about Meng De's operation.
Meng De explained his doubts in his mind: "I once saw some records about the demons in a very ancient book. The demons love the strong. If you can kill your partner of the opposite sex in an honest way, you can replace him as a Opposite sex partner.
Our two races have different concepts. For the demon race, this is not only not a bad thing, but also a good thing, because he got a more powerful partner.
The prerequisite is that competition must be fair and no intrigues may be used. "
[So you create a character of a young master, make the little princess like him, and then kill that character? 】
"Lies will be exposed one day."
Meng De pinched the little princess's face and asked her to choose quickly.
The little princess still vaguely enjoyed the feeling of being restrained, her breathing became a little heavy, and she saw the man in front of her applying an extremely perverted sense of worship.
"If you don't choose, then I will..."
While Meng De was speaking, he took out a large handful of those pills for cultivation from his storage ring.
"I choose." The little princess's mouth was pinched tightly by Meng De, and her words were a little unclear. It took Meng De repeated several times to understand what the little princess said.
"I choose one, can I trust you to keep your promise?"
Meng De let go of his hand and turned around to lie back on the bed.
"What happens if I keep my promise or not? You are my prisoner. The only thing you can do is to behave while I still keep my promise."
[No, this TM is also okay]
When Bongjing made the bet, he thought of the little princess, who might follow Meng De before dawn.
But he never imagined that the plot would develop like this.
He imagined a hero saving the beauty, and a bully taking advantage of the situation.
I never expected that this kind of divine unfolding would happen in the end.
[I'm willing to admit defeat, but this girl's figure is too exaggerated. Even if the artifact can be adjusted to the size at will, I guess it won't fit her body. I'll look for it carefully.]
"Hey, I promised you not to let go of the rope yet." The little princess muttered dissatisfiedly.
"You've already run away once today, and I can't believe you. The second time, you'll have to be tied up when you sleep every day from now on."
The little princess was talking about perverts and the like, and she was getting more and more excited.
Snapped!
A slap fell on the little princess's face without any warning.
"A maid must behave like a maid. Look at whose maid dares to bare her teeth with her master."
"you……"
"What are you, what should you call me from now on?" Meng De raised his hand as if you dare to say something wrong, I will pull it down.
The little princess felt the burning pain on her face. She recalled the inhuman torture suffered by the misbehaving princesses in the storybook and blurted out: "Can't I just call you Master?"
Meng De originally wanted her to call him Young Master or something like that.
But since everyone calls them that, it’s hard to correct them.
"That's pretty much it."
Meng De looked at the pitiful appearance of the little princess, who was very afraid of himself. She kept moving her body backwards, but was restrained by the rope, and her range of motion could never be far away from her pitiful appearance. A trace of guilt arose in her heart.
Then I thought about it.
After his compatriots fell into the demon clan, their fate was terrible.
I feel soft-hearted because I can't help the soldiers who are fighting against the demons on battlefields outside the territory.
"Wash my clothes tomorrow." Meng De pointed to the bloody clothes on the ground.
The little princess looked confused and whispered: "I don't know how."
"If you don't know how, just learn it. Not to mention music, chess, calligraphy, painting, laundry, cooking, knitting, and back massage. These are all skills that a servant girl must master. If you can't learn it, then I will have to let you sleep with me. , I can’t take care of your food and drink for nothing, right?”
[You kid, don’t go too far. If you continue to deal with this, it will be absolutely inevitable for mortals to return to the battle between demons and humans. 】
"Thankfully you are from the Hehuan Sect. Can't you see the excitement on her face? Maybe the demons like to be humiliated."
After sleeping until dawn, Meng De woke up early and saw the little princess sleeping soundly on the edge of the bed.
I went downstairs to buy some breakfast. When I came back, the little princess was already awake.
The little princess's dream was filled with love between men and women. She did not dare to look at Meng De and even felt a little shy.
Meng De didn't notice either, so he chanted a spell to untie the rope that bound the immortals.
"This is breakfast. I'll go out and finish the meal and then stay here."
[Aren’t you afraid that she will run away? 】
Bronze Mirror asked as soon as he walked out of the door.
"I was just afraid that she would run away, so I gave her such a chance. Now I have time to watch. There will always be busy times in the future. This kind of thing has to be done consciously."
[Then what if she escapes? 】
"Believe me, she won't. If he really runs away, then I will have to eat first and then pay the bill."
Meng De hid in a gambling house near the inn and observed everything with his spiritual consciousness. It probably took no more than half a quarter of an hour for the little princess to open the door, look around, and sneak out.
Except for those couples' suites, there is no formation to isolate spiritual consciousness in the other rooms.
[If she runs away, I won’t give you that dress]
Meng De was also a little unsure, but he still managed to say: "Look, after what happened yesterday, she definitely understands that it is difficult for her to survive on her own. The person who came to rescue her like light is dead, and I am the only option." .”
When the little princess saw that Meng De had left as expected, she crept downstairs.
[Is that a slap in the face? 】
Meng De didn't answer the question, staring intently at the little princess who was getting closer and closer to the door on the first floor.
"Shopkeeper, let me ask you something."
The little princess walked near the door. The shopkeeper was calculating accounts on the counter, and the abacus made a crackling sound.
"What's the matter? Sir."
The shopkeeper recognized the little princess at a glance as the weirdo with the black mask from yesterday.
The guy with the black mask is a rich man. He wants to be treated well and must not be neglected.
The little princess made a gesture to the shopkeeper to bring her head over to whisper something.
When the shopkeeper leaned her head over, the little princess asked in a voice as thin as a mosquito's fly: "Shopkeeper, I built a few story books in the room yesterday. I wonder if you still have those kinds of books here?"
The shopkeeper looked this stunning beauty up and down.
The little girl also likes to see these, but you can’t tell!
