A prostitute is about to turn over

Chapter 33 Counterattack 3
The breeze is bright and the flowers are fragrant.

A girl dressed as a servant was huddling beside Yu Ling, with her small mouth close to Yu Ling's small ear, she was mumbling something.

"Really?" Yu Ling smiled after listening.

The girl nodded heavily, and the bundle of hair almost fell apart.

"Fifth Miss, I don't dare to talk nonsense." After finishing speaking, she took out the things in her arms and handed them to Yuling. "Fifth Miss, my little master asked my slave to bring it. You can eat it while it's hot."

After finishing speaking, she bounced away.

Looking at the oil-paper bag in his hand, he knew what was inside without even thinking about it. In this huge Song Mansion, he was the only one who still cared about her, and he was the only one who would secretly send her maid Xiaohong to bring her some food from time to time. of.

The corner of the red heart, a certain corner, is warm.

The third and fourth children secretly swallowed the Song family's wealth, amounting to millions, including shops, fertile land, and several restaurants in the past.

The Song Mansion, which has been prosperous for hundreds of years, is now exhausted.

It makes sense to be exhausted, the brothers in the house are at odds, and they are all extroverted, so how can the energy be inexhaustible?

Fortunately, it saved her a lot of trouble.

It is night, the moonlight is gorgeous, shining on the earth.

Yu Ling was lying on the bed, casually flipping through the martial arts classics bought in the market, the more she looked at them, the more boring they became. They were all elementary martial arts, and it was difficult to be elegant. Divine skills are considered perfect.

But, where can I find the secret book of that peerless magic skill?

The Song Mansion is so rich, and the boss, Song Yizong, has excellent martial arts skills, so there may be some mysterious martial arts cheats.

The dead branches on the ground outside the house snapped and Yu Ling closed the book with a smile on her lips.

Humph, it really came.

She didn't move, she just lay quietly, only heard the sound of fighting outside the house, besides the voice she was familiar with, there were other people.

She listened for a while, and thought to herself, who is helping her?

After a while, Song Yizong's muffled groan was heard, and his robes flew away, and Song Yizong escaped.

Yu Ling sat up, the door creaked open, Qing Feng pushed the door and entered, followed by a man, a man in night clothes.

"Master, Qingfeng is not Song Yizong's opponent, thanks to the help of this brother, Song Yizong was repelled." Qingfeng stood in front of Yuling's bed, and said respectfully.

Yu Ling frowned, gave him a white look, and said, "How many times have I told you, don't call me master, just call me by my name."

"No, Qingfeng was bought by the master with money, life is the master's person, death is the master's ghost, the master..."

"Stop..." Yu Ling picked out his ears and couldn't help interrupting him. This guy has to repeat this sentence that he said thousands of times every time. . .

(End of this chapter)