Chapter four hundred and fiftieth chapters become stronger and worse
Although his eyelids couldn't help but beat wildly, Zhao Rong still felt that he might have heard wrong.
"Um, what did you just say?"
He said calmly.
"I say, give me a chance to make a living. This white Chilong girl is very rare and hard to come by. If you have a chance in the future, subdue her and take her as a slave."
Subjugate? slave? Hiss, I didn’t expect you to be like this, return.
Zhao Rong couldn't help but his expression changed, "What kind of slave is this slave you are talking about? Is it... serious?"
Gui paused for a moment and then replied in confusion: "What kind of slave can it be? A female slave. Otherwise, why don't you take her back as your aunt?"
Zhao Rong: “…………”
Gui thought for a while, "Also, why are you not serious?"
Zhao Rong secretly breathed in. Is this normal? Could it be that when he had a wild and unrestrained romance, he had never thought about it before spending so long together...
Zhao Rong couldn't help but be very curious. However, he thought about it and asked cautiously:
"Um, this suppression you are talking about...how to suppress it?"
Gui said casually: "Why are you talking so much nonsense all of a sudden? How to suppress her? Of course, after you lay her down, step on her head and make her prostrate herself. Otherwise, how can you take her as a slave?"
"..." Zhao Rong was shocked.
Get down on her belly...step on her head...make her lie down and call her master?
Why are you so skilled!
At this moment, Gui was a little curious about Zhao Rong's reaction.
Seeing that he remained silent, it sneered: "Hey, if you don't suppress her, how can you take her as a slave? Talk to her? Hahaha, I am worthy of you, Zhao Rong."
As an excellent sword spirit, it never misses any opportunity to harm the sword master.
However, at this moment, Zhao Rong was not angry when he heard this.
The young scholar couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, "Ah this... this... you... this..."
I understood, but I was still shocked.
Gui's words... Before today, he thought it was a virgin of ten thousand years, but he didn't expect that it might be... a high-level player.
"This is not good, she is Qingjun's senior sister, and she is a powerful swordsman in the Star Reaching Realm, and she is also a good person. For no reason..." Thinking of the gentle temper of Senior Sister Ning just now, he looked hesitant.
He said: "Also, we have no grievances, so why should we take her as a slave?"
Gui couldn't help complaining about Zhao Rong: "What are you doing? Don't you talk nonsense? Of course you are riding. Otherwise, why are you suppressing her? Take her with you to reason with her and change her? You really deserve it."
Ah this! Is it so direct?
Zhao Rong was shocked again and didn't know how to answer the question for a while.
He felt that he was thinking about subduing his wife's senior sister every day, training her into a slave, and then what happened... This is really not good. What you handed over is a dark script with incorrect views, right?
He is simply a member of the devil's religion.
Seeing that Zhao Rong was mute again, Gui felt that it was very boring, as if he was talking to a cow: "Forget it, I don't count on you. Waiting for you, a good-for-nothing, to make a difference, it will probably be the year of the monkey and the moon of the horse, even the day lilies will be cold."
Already."
This time, Zhao Rong nodded quickly, as if he was making trouble, and waved his hands vigorously, "You are right, you are right, this kind of thing...cough is indeed far beyond the scope of my master's ability, the water is too deep
, I promise I won’t be able to grasp it!”
Well, even if you think about it, you know that the "water" must be very exciting. After all, this is also considered a kind of immorality.
The senior sister with whom the wife has a close relationship? Hiss... If this was placed in Zhao Rong's previous life, it could be made into a ethics drama in a certain country. The title of this script, Zhao Rong, has a sense of imagery... Wife's best friend...
However, this feeling of guilt was too heavy, and Zhao Rong was not such a person, so at this time...
He chose to give up immediately, "Gui, you should leave all the simple tasks to me."
Gui said in a arrogant tone: "Tsk, look at your future, you don't have any ambition at all."
Zhao Rong couldn't help but shook his head seriously and said: "No, this has nothing to do with ambition. She is Senior Sister Qingjun, and we have a good relationship. How can we have such thoughts, just because Senior Sister Ning is a water-born monster? I think there is something right on the mountain.
The laws of the demon clan are already harsh enough. Of course, I don’t care about the old Huang Li of the human clan and the demon clan. As long as stupid Xiaoxiao is fine...and if Qingjun knows about this..."
Gui Li interrupted confidently:
"The demon tribe is the demon tribe. They only fear power but not morality. I believe that most of them are more predatory than you think."
It paused, and Zhao Rong didn't argue anymore.
After a while, Gui continued:
"Besides, so what if Zhao Lingfei finds out, if you can subdue this little white chi, what can she say if you rely on your ability to do things? In the final analysis, you are just timid and timid."
"..." Zhao Rong.
Good guy, what do you do based on your ability?
With your own ability, I took your senior sister as a slave...
Zhao Rong didn't dare to say anything. Is this a high-end player? Gui, you have changed. You used to often call me a scumbag.
I thought that Zhao Rong was shocked by it again, and it was rare that he didn't contradict it.
The sword spirit was quite satisfied and started his ‘daily life’:
"Oh, I'm not showing off. When I was still in the Xuanhuang Realm, I conquered a lot of Chilong girls like this. When I was bored, I would play with them. Those who were trained by me would be obedient and obedient. I would beat them if I wanted to.
, If you want to ride, just ride..."
Zhao Rong couldn't help but check again: "Um, are they all female slaves?" The implication was, were there any males?
Gui couldn't help scolding her: "You are sick, what are you thinking about? Why do I need a male slave? All men will die for me."
"..."
Zhao Rong coughed twice and felt that he had asked a stupid question. However, wasn't he worried about Gui's sexual orientation? What should I do if the thing is curved?
At this time, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"I tell you that the descendants of these dragons are all promiscuous by nature. If they are not restrained, most of them will do troublesome things. There are some male demonic dragons that I don't like, so I will throw a sword at them once I see them."
Then he killed them and took their wives and daughters as slaves? Zhao Rong complained in his heart. He didn't expect that he also liked killing dragons before. He had read in the book that many famous swordsmen had killed dragons with their swords.
He nodded, "I didn't expect you to have such a habit of being a thief."
"??" was confused.
At this time, she returned to the topic: "It's very interesting. I asked Zhao Rong to get some. Well, the white ones are even rarer, just like... that something."
PS: It’s a bit short... Brothers, I’ll refresh it tomorrow morning...