Chapter 384 (1/2)

On one side of the East, Ruixue is very happy. This boy is so talented that his dry and restless life on this island will fade away in the future.

However, her heart is rotten with laughter, but on her face, it is still a picture of ice and snow.

”Well, boy, I'll be your master, and this is your master's grandfather. So you have to call him grandfather, too

Take off a chain on his wrist, ”master, you still need to give me a gift. This is my gift for you. I won't make you embarrassed if you are obedient in the future. ”

Lei Yule didn't say a word, just silently looked at the chain on his hand. Hang the eyelashes and hide the hatred in the eyes. Little girl, in the future, I will make you kneel down and beg me. The man in Lei's family was insulted by a girl younger than himself... Well, it's really depressing.

Because he recognized Lei Yule as an apprentice, Dongfang Ruixue's control over him was no longer so intense.

Give him a kind of powder, Lei Yule is very weak. To think about it, it's also something similar to cartilage powder. Once this kind of thing is used on the human body, it will make people unable to lift a trace of strength.

Like now he, although there is no control of the chain, but Lei Yule is incomparably hate himself. For nothing else, just because he took a few steps like this, he would stop to have a rest and move on.

But the little girl asked him to plant flowers and weed in the garden.

Well, people who are struggling to walk still have to work now. It can be imagined that he is the same as sister Lin in ancient times.

I've only heard about how powerless ancient women were and how to walk with three shakes and one gasp. At this moment, he has a deep understanding. Well, it's just like the ancient one.

However, what depressed him was that he was a man. But others described the ancient beauty as ”the servant who helped her up was weak.”. That's a description of beauty!

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The setting sun falls the afterglow of blood red, sprinkles on those originally gorgeous flowers, looks like, not as good as sprinkled with a layer of blood.