Lady, you don’t want to be corrupted by the devil, do you?

He felt that the girl was like an exquisite doll, obedient and well-behaved.

But a puppet is just a puppet after all. Nan Mengling is not a puppet, she is a person. Zhou Jiuyu has never treated her as a puppet to be manipulated, but he has not treated her as an adult either...

Maybe this silly girl is really an adult physically, but her mind is very much like that of a child.

Although she cannot decide whether her parents treat her well or badly, nor can she disobey their orders, she will maintain her own stubbornness and dignity in an environment that cannot be changed. Perhaps she herself cannot realize it, after all, she is just a confused girl, but she is doing this at the moment, and she even tries to watch the DVD secretly behind his back.

"The scary thing is...she can't accept the truth of the last part, which is also the cruelest part."

Zhou Jiuyu was like an old father watching his child going to school alone for the first time. On one hand, he thought that the child had grown up and should learn to be independent, but on the other hand, he was worried and secretly followed behind him, and he would not feel at ease until he saw the child reach the finish line.

And the most feared moment will always come.

Nan Mengling put the last unmarked disc into the reader. She had already watched the seven or eight discs of her mother and her master's affair with an expressionless face. No one knew whether her expressionless face was due to anger or indifference.

As the disc was devoured by the reader, the final pantomime finally began.

Everything is the same as before, lust is rippling in the picture.

The Sword God and Namling's mother were playing a master-servant game, but soon, a sudden abnormal change caused Namling's unchanged expression to flash with surprise.

Her father angrily rushed into the scene, holding a kitchen knife and questioning her mother and the Sword God loudly. He looked at the collar on his wife's neck, and for a moment he could no longer hold back the rage in his heart, so he swung the kitchen knife at the Sword God.

As expected, a head fell to the ground.

Of course it couldn't be the Sword God's.

What rolled to the ground was her father's head.

Nan Mengling's expression froze in this moment. She looked at this silent drama of the end in disbelief. She had never thought that the "revenge for the father" that her mother had been madly instilling in her mind, and the "revenge for the father" that her master had repeatedly used to admonish her to study swordsmanship diligently, turned out to be such a ridiculous farce.

Her eyes became blurred, as if they had completely lost focus and all light.

But the silent drama on TV continued. The climax of this drama was not the moment when the head fell to the ground, but the moment of another climax after the head fell to the ground. This moment seemed to be the swan song.

For the first time, the wife showed an expression of joy that trembled to the depths of her soul in front of her husband!

It was also the first time that Nan Mengling saw her master's expression so indifferent. He had clearly just killed someone, and after that played with his wife, and then threw her aside. When he left, his expression was so cold, as if this scene was completely unimportant.

She couldn't imagine a person being so cold-blooded, nor could she imagine a wife being able to indulge in pleasure with another man in front of her husband's corpse!

Zhou Jiuyu also swallowed his saliva, feeling a little nervous. He was afraid that Nan Mengling would have a mental breakdown.

The pantomime on TV has ended, so the pantomime in this room should also end.

Zhou Jiuyu wanted to get up and comfort Nan Mengling.

But he was not the first one to break the pantomime in the room.

"Stop pretending to be asleep, sir."

For a moment, Zhou Jiuyu’s eyes widened and his mind went blank!

019 Give me back my first kiss! You pervert!

"How do you know I'm not asleep?"

Zhou Jiuyu was puzzled. Whether it was hiding the CD or pretending to sleep, he thought he had done it perfectly.

"I am not blind, sir. This reader was not there when we first arrived. It must have been placed here on purpose by you, sir."

Nameng Ling's voice was toneless.

Zhou Jiuyu was silent for a while, then quietly came to her side, slowly sat down, and spoke softly:

"Now that you know everything, what are you going to do? Are you going to kill him?"

"Kill...your master?"

Nan Mengling hugged her legs, buried her head, curled up, and said in a low voice:

"I can't kill the master..."

Zhou Jiuyu had expected this. Cruel truths came one after another, and Meng Ling needed time to accept them before she could think about herself, the present, and the future.

"Then I'll take you out to relax tomorrow. Take your time and make a decision. I'm here for you." Zhou Jiuyu smiled.

"I don't want to relax, sir." To his surprise, Nan Mengling actually shook her head.

She stared at the last frozen image on TV, stared at the indifferent Sword God, stared at her miserable mother, and also stared at... her father's body.

The girl's gaze finally returned to her master, but her eyes were firm and her voice was somewhat weak:

"It's not that I can't do it to him, sir... I just can't kill him, I can't kill him..."

Zhou Jiuyu was stunned at first, but then he realized that the girl was stronger and more decisive than he had imagined. From the moment she knew the truth, she cut off the last remaining thoughts of her master in her heart, and replaced them with only the murderous thoughts of revenge.

From that moment on, when she pointed her sword at the Sword God, there would be no more hesitation or trembling.

What confused her was not that her sword could not be aimed at the Sword God, but that even if she could, she would not have enough power to cut off his head.

"My sword is still too immature, sir... I can't kill the Sword God as I am now."

Nan Mengling sighed. This was where she was confused. The truth of the past had all surfaced. Her father and mother were all killed by the Sword God. What she had to do now was to fight her way back to Sword God Mountain!

But with her current abilities, even if she fights back, she will end up being captured and corrupted... But where can she find a way to become stronger? The master who taught her skills and whom she trusted the most has become her enemy. Who can help her now?

"Don't worry, don't worry. Who do you think I am? I must have arranged this matter long ago... Tomorrow, we will find a place that provides supernatural awakening stones. When you awaken your supernatural powers, plus the training plan listed in this list of young master... Isn't it okay for the little sword god to kill casually?"

Zhou Jiuyu took out a long piece of paper from his pocket and spread it out.

Nan Mengling, who was originally confused, looked at the training items on the one-meter list, and her eyes suddenly became clear, and then she became even more confused.

But before she could think about it, a big hand rubbed her hair:

"Alright, alright... don't think too much. You've been thinking all day. It's time to take a break. No matter how many plans you have, you need to rest enough before you can execute them."

Na Mengling was rubbed so comfortably that her eyes narrowed slightly, and then nodded:

"Ah."

"..."

So Zhou Jiuyu went to take a shower, and this time he really wanted to have a good sleep.

But when he came out of the bathroom and looked at Nameng Ling who had crawled into his bed to warm it up in advance, his expression suddenly became serious:

"I said rest, I didn't ask you to climb into my bed!"

Zhou Jiuyu was a little afraid that he couldn't hold down the gun, so in order to protect his chastity, he chose to drive away this sultry/slutty woman.

"But the ground is cold, sir."

Nan Mengling hugged him quietly, her idea was very simple, she was not alone and could not cry alone when she was confused and sad. Since the young master could snuggle with her, then why not?

Zhou Jiuyu's body stiffened all of a sudden, because this was not just an ordinary hug, but a soft breast pressing down on his arms, and beautiful legs in black stockings clamping his body. The soft body was wrapped around him like a pendant, and the unique floral scent on the girl's body was charming and kept disturbing his mind.

"Don't make trouble!"

Zhou Jiuyu shouted, but Nan Mengling remained indifferent.

He could only sigh: "You don't have to do this. I'm helping you because you're my maid. Just serve tea and water... Warming the bed was just a joke. You don't have to sell your body like this. You don't have to do this. I will also help you with all my strength."

Nan Mengling looked up at Zhou Jiuyu with a silent expression and said in a faint voice: "Young Master is the fool."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Zhou Jiuyu was stunned, but Nan Mengling did not answer him.

"I think you need to be punished. Do you want to get out of bed? If not, I will really punish you."

A crisp snapping sound was heard in the quilt, and Nan Mengling's face turned red all of a sudden. The jade body that was hugging Zhou Jiuyu trembled, and the black silk jade feet in the quilt tensed up, but she still didn't speak or open her eyes.

No matter how badly Zhou Jiuyu treated her, she never made a sound, but just blushed and lowered her head... After all, this kind of thing was exactly what she wanted, and the desire that had been suppressed for a whole day was finally released a little at this moment.

Besides, compared to releasing myself and being beaten by the young master, the young master is indeed more powerful...

So, Nan Mengling just remained silent and secretly happy.

Until... Zhou Jiuyu changed his strategy!

It wouldn't work if he treated her harshly, so he treated her gently, without rubbing or hitting her, but just letting his fingers wander over her fair arms and thighs, so close yet so far... and he would stop as soon as her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Wait until her breathing becomes rapid and uneasy to a certain extent before hooking it a few more times, but stop immediately when she is about to breathe heavily.

This cycle lasted only a minute before Nan Mengling could no longer pretend to be dead. She could no longer hold back. Her expression was dazed. She bit her lip and opened her eyes: "Master, Nan Mengling was wrong. Please stop torturing me..."

"If you're wrong, get off!"

"Do not"

"If you don't go down, I'll really think you're a fool... Don't think I really won't let you warm the bed." Zhou Jiuyu's voice also became faint.

The young master's threat echoed in Nan Mengling's ears. The uncontrollable desire in her body made her tremble again, but she bit her lips tightly and stared at Zhou Jiuyu in a firm tone: "I'm not a fool, and I won't go down, young master!"

"Looks like punishment is still necessary... huh?!"

At this moment, Zhou Jiuyu's mind went blank. He still wanted to continue playing with Nan Mengling, but this little slut actually took the opportunity to kiss him secretly!

Shit, she didn't let go after one kiss... and she wanted to hug him and kiss him? This time, she didn't hug the body beside her, but threw herself at him and stuck to him!

And Nan Mengling's rapid breathing was gradually relieved.

She had endured it for a long time... for a long time... She couldn't stand it anymore... She couldn't endure it anymore... The young master was just a snake-skinned man who could only talk... He was as slow as a log...

But just when she was about to be completely satisfied, they both suddenly separated with a hiss.

An innocent virgin boy who only knows how to tease but doesn't dare to take action, and a stuffy and sultry girl whose head is full of desires but has zero practical experience. It would be strange if they don't bite their tongues and lips when playing like this!

"My first kiss! You pervert!" Zhou Jiuyu was stunned and her mind went blank.

“Hmm…” But Nami Ling was breathing slightly, as if she was still savoring the moment, with some unfulfilled desire. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was shivering a little.

"No, you have to compensate me!"

Zhou Jiuyu pursed his bleeding lips, gritted his teeth, and then bit back at Nan Mengling's pink and tender lips unwillingly.

"Sir, no, wait for me to slow down... um..."

Nan Mengling's pupils shrank. She hadn't recovered from the strange feeling just now, but now the young master nibbled her again. It was clear that she had taken the initiative to kiss him just now. She only felt shy and comfortable...

But now that I am controlled by him, I feel so ashamed...

She is not stupid nor is she easy to be deceived. It's just that she likes the young master, so she is willing to be deceived. But even if she likes him, she has to know that she is being deceived. She hopes that she can control everything and know everything.

But when I was completely controlled by the other person and my mind was blank... a strong sense of shame came over me.

She thought she was not a fool, but she was played by him like a fool, and he bit her lips but she didn't push him away...

Being ashamed, angry and helpless is not the most shameful thing.

The most shameful thing is to be ashamed and angry and sink into it...

I've really become a fool... But being a fool for a young master... isn't bad...

“The strawberry flavor is quite sweet…”

Zhou Jiuyu's lips had a few more bite marks, but he didn't care. Instead, he turned sideways and said, "Okay, let's go to sleep."

Nan Mengling also turned sideways in a daze. This time she was really stupid.

"No, what are you making a fuss about?"

Zhou Jiuyu felt the quilt tremble violently. Before he could turn around, he found that the place where he was lying seemed to become wet, and it was a large area... This couldn't be some secret water, it was...

He immediately turned around and saw that the stupid maid's face was as red as if blood was about to drip out, and she was hesitant and dared not speak.

This idiot...wet the bed...

……

That night, the young masters and maids in the hotel were so noisy that they did not get a good rest.

But within this City No. 4, there is also an uneasy undercurrent.

Before daybreak, the two wanted photos had already circulated among the various supernatural forces, individual soldiers, and mercenaries in City No. 4.

One photo showed a handsome young man, and the order was to kill him regardless of his life or death.

One photo showed a cold-looking girl, and the instructions were to capture her alive and not to harm her.

Bounty: Psionic Breathing

For a moment, the white moon above City No. 4 seemed to be gradually spreading blood color.

Author's words: The plot of the first volume has progressed to the middle stage. If you have any suggestions or shortcomings in my writing, please let me know. I will adopt them as long as it does not affect the plot outline I have planned. If the development is better than what I have in mind, I will also adopt it.