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After Murong Nan left, Ling Ling called out to her master and opened the door to enter. Her childish face was obviously filled with doubt, and the first sentence she said was:

"Why is it that when you say the conditions are so good, you will be much more helpful to him than you are to Mordor?" But he still said to think about it? "

Obviously, even though Murong Nan had asked a servant to go out earlier. However, this did not stop the eavesdropping of those who wanted to listen.

Ink Yan's face was full of curiosity. She grabbed her coat and fastened her belt layer by layer while explaining.

"He's betting."

"Before this feast of the Taotie, whether I, who can only live for three days, should lower my head first, or whether he, who has been caught red-handed by me, should lower his head first. If he lowered his head first, he would tacitly leave me a share. "But if it's me …"

"So what if you're the first one to lower your head?"

Ling Ling quickly asked again. His eyes were wide and shining with curiosity.

"Then you should go and serve your new master again."

Ink Yan calmly said the end.

But with this kind of calmness, Ling Ling was stunned. What did he mean by repeatedly chewing on the meaning of serving his new master?

Ink Yan explained again with good intentions, "I am dead!"

"Because only the previous owner died. His servants will have the chance to serve the new master! "

This was supposed to be a humorous answer. When Inkyan said it, she didn't even think it would come true.

However, the person who said it didn't mean it, the person who heard it had his own thoughts. Ling Ling's large eyes suddenly gushed with a transparent film of water. It quickly spread out and dripped down her face to the ground. She shouted, "Master, don't scare me!" He lost his center of gravity and knelt on the ground, tightly holding onto her legs, and transmitting the fear and trembling in her head.

Ink Yan was almost unable to find her way to the north because of Ling Ling's nonsensical actions. You still want to say, do you have to exaggerate so much?

At this moment, a few more servants ran in from outside and kneeled down with a thud, hugging her legs tightly in the shape of a horse. Their faces were full of grief and indignation that would have died if the master had gone!

Ink Yan could not understand.

"And why do you all need to suffer?"

"What's wrong with being able to stay in the powerful General's House as a servant without worrying about food or clothes?"

"You probably don't know the current situation of the courtyard, right?"

The servant following behind Ling Ling raised her head, wiping away her tears.

"Although this general's courtyard still has many masters to choose from. However, the general wouldn't pay much attention to the same concubine at all. Every day, fresh women would enter this backyard, and new women would disappear. The women who are following by Ji Ying's side, if they were not eaten by wolves in the end, will also face the fate of being sold again. "

"It was with great difficulty that we stayed by your side and saw the hope of life. For the first time, he felt happy to be a servant. Even if it is a dream, we are willing to defend it with our lives! But why do you want to give up on yourself and push us into the embrace of death? "

Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu ~ ~ ~!

Please don't court death!

Just as the servant finished explaining, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

The six maidservants' wails piled up one after the other, tormenting Ink Yan's eardrums endlessly.

At that time, Sharp Blades, who was in the Bright Moon Tower with Mo Da, sharply shook his ears and took a few steps in the direction of the Flying Flower Pavilion. Seemingly very curious, why would the Flying Flower Pavilion be filled with a large group of women crying? Sharp Blades felt a sense of novelty. After all, the Wolf King's woman didn't look like a shrew. How could he bully his subordinates to the point that they were crying?

However, this curiosity didn't last for long before Sharp Blade's attention was once again drawn to something else.

Murong Nan and Molda, who had already been in the Bright Moon Tower, had already exchanged pleasantries for some time. Their conversation gradually moved towards the crux of the conversation. Other than the generous offer of a thousand years of ginseng, he was very surprised to ask about the treasure gifted yesterday. I wonder what mystery the general has discovered so far?

Mordor shook his head, somewhat dejectedly. He thought to himself, Isn't it just a crystal ball with some intelligence? Could she be more beautiful than a living woman, or could she be more attractive than the shiny gold?

He could only say tactfully, "I've already had someone put it in the treasury." One day, he was prepared to let someone else sell it for glittering gold.

However, with just that one sentence, Murong Nan knew that Molda didn't place any importance on treasures. He got up from the chair and said seriously, "The general is going to bury the pearl!" After that, in the midst of Molda's confusion, he threw out a heavyweight bomb.

"This spirit ball was bought by This King by chance from a declining Heavenly Wolf Aristocrat. The treasure was originally called the Mystic Wolf Heavenly Jewel. His last owner told him a legend. As long as one could understand the secrets of the wolf shadows in the Heavenly Jewels, he would be able to obtain the purest inheritance of the Heavenly Wolf Tribe. However, This King has never understood what this inheritance is referring to even after many years. "

"Can you enlighten me, General?"