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

"Do you want to eat well and dress well?"

Just when the group of beggars were overwhelmed by the child's appearance, Luo Liuling suddenly let out a loud roar. txt e-book download
This sound seemed to break through the sky and reach the sky.

"think."

Well-fed and well-dressed, who wouldn't want to, these little beggars spoke without hesitation. [

"Then are you willing to follow me and become my people?"

"willing."

There was another unanimous voice, which startled all the birds and beasts here.

Although the current goal of these people following her is food and clothing, but Luo Liuling believes that their goal will not be this in the future.

Luo Liuling nodded, and Aofeng behind him immediately took out a stack of deeds of sale and asked these little beggars to sign and write down.

There is no way, if this ancient times did not use this trick, it would not regard you as the master at all.

"Okay, you have all signed and pledged. From now on, you will still live here every day, and I will ask someone to bring you food."

Luo Liuling's indifferent opening made these people shudder.

Soon, this western suburb forest became the place where Luo Liuling trained these people.

What they do is very secretive, and no one has discovered what they are doing so far.

Luo Liuling would come out every day to teach these children how to fight, duel, and fight.

These children have eliminated batch after batch, from those who initially doubted her to those who are obedient to her now.

No one dared to suspect that this little girl, a mercenary in the world, slowly grew wildly from a seed under the dark night.

Time slips away from the fingers, it escapes from a nap, it passes through the decline of the sunset and the twilight of the moon, it is always merciless, and always leaves in a hurry at the most beautiful moment, it is better to chase after it than to miss it .

The four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter are constantly cycled and interlaced, and seven years have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past seven years, many things have always changed unconsciously, and many things have always happened every day.

"Miss, your letter."

A figure in green clothes hurriedly ran from outside the yard. Because he ran too fast, he tripped over the long skirt.

A long silk floated over from a tree not far away, rolled up the body of the woman in green clothes, and drove her forward. [

Before the woman in green came back to her senses, a pair of slender hands took the letter from the green-clothed hand, and looked up along the slender hands.

A woman dressed in white was sitting under a tree, her gauze fluttering, and even the bright sunlight paled a lot in front of her.

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