Qingwu said with a tongue out.
She worriedly said: "Sister Piaoxue, recently, the master's practice has started to become more and more frequent, and the time is getting longer and longer. If you continue this way, I am worried that his body will not eat. And ..."
She hesitated and said, "I always feel that the owner seems to be in a hurry. I don't know what he is thinking."
"Mist, don't think about it!"
Piao Xue said very seriously.
"As subordinates, we can't doubt all the decisions made by the master, only execution!"
"With a wise hero like a master, no matter what decisions he makes, there will be no mistakes. So, we just have to follow suit."
Speaking of which, Piao Xue's eyes showed an eager worship light.
Yes, in his heart, Lord Evil King.
Is God!
Is everything!
Is the master of her life!
If there is no evil king, then her entire life will cease to exist.
"Oh, sister, you are always so serious, people just kidding."
Qingwu said dissatisfiedly.
"Oh, sister, what's the matter with you when you launch the summons?"
"It's nothing. It's just that I saw an eye-portrait portrait today. I'm afraid I might have missed the master's things, so I specially sent it to him."
"Oh, sister, you are so nervous."
Misty doesn't matter.
"We don't know that the master wants these portraits, just want to choose a woman who is suitable for cultivation, but does not really want to choose a concubine, so it doesn't matter if there are one or two less?"
"Okay, okay, I know you are going to nag again. Looking back, I will pass the portrait to the master."
The newsletter flashed a few times.
After the jade Jane's message passed, the sound quickly broke.
Holding the communication jug, Qingwu was just about to walk over.
However, her steps stopped again.
She suddenly became curious.
"Sister Piaoxue can send the portrait so nervously, must be a peerless beauty?"
"I don't know what kind of person it is?"
"Anyway, when I look back, I will present the newsletter to the owner."
"So, just glance at it, it doesn't matter?"
In fact, the evil king did not say that the portraits presented above would not allow others to look at them.
After all, this is not a secret matter.
Therefore, the light fog quickly opened the communication Jue.
Above, is a portrait of Ye Qingli.
Lifelike.
After a glance, the light mist immediately showed a disdainful look.
"I thought it was a peerless beauty."
"Just a very ordinary woman."
"It looks so ugly."
"Far from Miss Ben."
"This kind of woman, even if it is cultivation, the master will not look at her."
"It's really a bargain."
"Huh, presenting this kind of woman's portrait in front of the owner is an insult to him."
Qingwu said with some dissatisfaction.
However, let's talk about it.
She was still holding the communication bureau and was ready to walk towards the blood pool.
"The host must be very tired now, resting, so my movements should be lighter and I can't disturb him."
Foggy and light-hearted, ready to walk forward.
At this time, in the blood pool, the man was soaking in there.
He was all over his body, and there were almost no scars.
Every joint is making a "creak" sound.