Qiu Ning wiped her tears and said: "I have never served anyone in my life. I tried my best to serve him. People laughed at me behind my back and said that I could lick a drop of urine on his feet. Yes! I can do that."

Licking, but you have to look at me seriously!"

"Grandma Ning!"

The old woman whispered: "Don't you think you've been married before? But being a concubine doesn't pay attention to that. Besides, the second master is useless!"

"If it's useless, let him stab it. Useless things harm others and ourselves..."

Qiu Ning said angrily: "I get angry when I think of him now. Those slaps were really light. If he hadn't harmed my body, I could have been a concubine based on my ability. Do I have to do it every day? What's wrong with Bian Xianglan?

You are better than me, you can only calculate a few small accounts all day long!"

"It turns out she's a green tea bitch, no! This should be called a fighting bitch, it doesn't seem right..."

A muttering suddenly came from the front. Qiu Ning looked up in surprise and saw Jia Bujia standing proudly on the treetop, holding a booklet and writing and drawing seriously.

"Brother Liang! Brother Liang..."

Qiu Ning rushed up the hillside in panic, ran to the tree and shouted urgently: "Brother Liang! Please don't forget it. I just complained to my family a few times. I can't take it seriously. I will kneel down to you."

I’m going to kowtow, I’m really not a green tea bitch!”

"It's useless for you to kowtow to me..."

Jia Bujiu jumped down from the tree and said: "I have always wondered why you, such a smart girl, would leave the small speaker untouched. Only after observing it today did I realize that there must be something hateful about poor people. You ask for more."

Bless you, little girl!"

"I'm not a bitch, I really am not a bitch..."

Qiu Ning knelt on the ground with tears streaming down her face, but Jia disappeared into the forest without blinking an eye. However, a strange beautiful woman in black came out and said with a smile: "You should be called a white-collar bitch, she is already very beautiful."

It’s advanced, but you met Zhao Ziqiang’s disciple!”

"You, who are you..."

Qiu Ning stood up suddenly and pulled out the sword. Unexpectedly, there was a crisp "ding" sound, and a ray of red light actually hit the heaven-level sword into two pieces. Qiu Ning took half a step back in horror, and stammered: "Big, big

Grandmaster?"
Chapter completed!