Crossing into a straw bag fifth miss: 101 tactics of the art of taming

There was an indescribable sense of joy in his tone, and even his eyes were sparkling.Just look at the entertainment embarrassment picture
"Well, I'm back, Ruo'er is doing well recently."

Seeing Shui Qianjue talking to her like this, Ruo'er's face turned even redder and her head lowered.

Luo Liuling glanced at Ruo'er, and saw that her current active personality was completely different from usual.

As long as Shui Qianjue talked to her, he would blush without raising his eyelids in shyness, and when he spoke, he would speak softly and smile without showing his teeth. [

With just one glance, Luo Liuling could see what this girl was thinking.

"Master Biao, Ruo'er is fine."

After Ruo'er finished speaking, she lowered her head even lower, her cheeks flushed.

Since ancient times, this level of love is the most difficult, Luo Liuling sighed secretly, and walked forward.

Shui Qianjue responded, and followed Luo Liuling.

In the bamboo grove, a figure was practicing swordsmanship gracefully, but all the wind and grass around him were under his control.

Hearing the sound of slight footsteps, the ghost-faced figure, like a snake, walked towards the outer room.

Full of bleak killing intent, it seemed that no matter who came, he would become the dead soul of his swordsman.

When he saw a familiar figure, the ghost-masked man's sword energy was withdrawn, and the oppressive feeling disappeared.

"Little girl, why are you here?"

When his eyes fell on Shui Qianjue who was behind him, his tone was obviously paused. He knew that this was the Biao Young Master of Luo Mansion.

But seeing that the little girl didn't say anything, the ghost-masked man naturally didn't finish.

"I came to you to discuss important matters."

Big thing, these two words were uttered by an eight-year-old child, and other people might find it funny, but in the eyes of the ghost-masked man and Shui Qianjue.

This is definitely not just empty talk, the little girl has this momentum and ability.

Luo Liuling's face was radiant and energetic, like a peacock about to unfurl its tail.

That pair of eyes, black and white, black and white like jade, seemed to ask them if they dared.

"Little girl, what's the big deal you're talking about, let's hear it."

Shui Qianjue's voice was slightly joking, but his expression was serious. [

"I want to create my own mercenary empire, my own dark forces."

Luo Liuling looked at the sky, and said every word extremely coldly.

Mercenary Empire, what is this? Shui Qianjue and Ghost-Mask Man have never heard of this word before, but it sounds very cool.