Chapter 395

Name:The Mad Cultivator Author:王小蛮
"It's really a good wife." Huang Zixuan said.

Ye Kong's stare scared Duoduo to hide behind the two girls. Huang Zixuan also knew that brother Heizi gave even a lot, but she felt that Duoduo's little girl was very poor.

"Brother Heizi, just give her a bonus of ten spirit stones a month." Huang Zixuan held Ye Kong's arm and swayed back and forth. Her small mouth was slightly pouted, and her large eyes were looking at Ye Kong pleadingly.

"Ten holy stones? The bonus is higher than the salary!" Although Ye Kong doesn't care about Lingshi, he won't do injustice.

"Ten dollars, I promised her." Huang Zixuan hugged someone's arm again and rubbed it a few times.

Forget it, even a hug of cucumbers, there are more than ten spiritual stones. Ye Kong said helplessly, "OK... But I have to state in advance that the bonus is for your good performance. If there is a mistake, I have the right not to give the bonus!"

After listening to it one after another, the little pink face was bitter, and the mouth curled up, which seemed to be a sign of crying again.

Huang Zixuan hurried over and stroked Duoduo's small head and said, "Duoduo doesn't cry. Brother sunspot is stingy. Don't pay attention to him. If he doesn't give it, I'll give it."

Blossoming immediately turned cloudy and sunny, and said crisply, "thank you, sister Zixuan."

The little girl was really ghost, holding Huang Zixuan in her arms, holding Jiang Wuyi in one hand, and turning back to give ye Kong a proud sly smile.

Ye Kong smiled coldly. Little girl, you haven't been in the deep house and courtyard. The master has many ways to deal with people! Dare to fight this plague God?

So when ye Kong sent her out of the ban, he said in a low voice, "from today on, you are my cave internship maid, but do you know what else the maid's work is besides looking at the medicine garden?" Ye someone giggled, "I tell you, when the master and his wife act, you have to wait on them!"

"Act?" Blossoming a little puzzled.

"Things in the wardrobe!" Ye Kong sneered and wanted to see the little girl panic.

But I didn't expect that blossoming turned out to be just a blush, so I leaned forward and said, "why is that difficult, this maid is still trying to see!"

One after another, she glanced provocatively at a black man. Want to scare this girl, dream!

Ye Kong gritted his teeth. "Hum! You will have a chance!"

From the next day, the part-time maid work began.

To Ye Kong's surprise, the work of blossoming is still very conscientious. The plants in Lingtian and lingguoyuan are growing well, much better than before she came, and she also has some strange spells. After application, the weeds in Lingtian no longer grow.

Therefore, in a few days, ye Kong made the little girl become a formal maid from her internship.

Ye Kong was curious about her. He always felt that her spiritual power was different, but he could not feel the difference carefully. I wondered what basic skill she practiced, but I didn't ask.

Basic skill is also the secret of all monks. If you don't want to say it yourself, others are not easy to ask, just like Ye Kong, no one has ever asked him what basic skill he practiced.

Blossoming comes every day, and his relationship with Jiang Wuyi and Huang Zixuan is even closer. Ye Kong doesn't say much. I believe Jiang Wuyi still knows discretion. Besides, Jiang Wuyi doesn't know many of his secrets.

In these two months, Cao MuQing asked Duoduo to remind a black man not to forget the gift she needed most. Ye Kong naturally asked Duoduo to take a message back. Please rest assured, elder martial sister Cao, and give it to her before entering the battle!

The years of cultivating immortals passed in a hurry, and two months were just a moment.

Wu calendar, August 16, is suitable for marriage, opening, breaking ground, and no taboos.

This day is also the day when the formation will open. Early in the morning, before the sky is clear, I heard the dull call bell ringing in the direction of the inner blade hall.

The bell that rings is not an ordinary secular bell, but a bell with powerful magic that can penetrate all kinds of prohibitions and arrays.

Don't underestimate this clock. The name of this clock of Yunfu sect is the no dirt clock on the avenue, which means that wherever the bell goes, the avenue of immortality is preached, and there is no one to stop, no array to prevent, and no place to hide dirt. The most surprising thing is that this clock turned out to be an ancient treasure!

However, it is also a pity that although this big road dirt free clock is an ancient treasure, it does not have the function of defense or attack, but is only a powerful auxiliary magic weapon.

Because it is this chicken rib, the Da Dao no dirt bell in Yunfu sect is not used to preach the truth Da Dao, but to summon disciples when something big happens in the sect or is attacked by others.

Today's ringing is not an attack, but a major event opened by the formation. It's time to call the 150 disciples into the formation.

Hearing the bell, ye Kong put away all his belongings, looked around, and brought all his belongings together. Then he walked out of the quiet room.

Come out and see, Jiang Wuyi and Huang Zixuan are already waiting outside. As soon as ye Kong enters the array, they will also close the gate and build a foundation. After all, they have been waiting for a long time to complete their Qi refining.

"I hope that when I come out, there are two beautiful actresses standing in front of me." Ye Kong smiled and hugged the two girls one by one.

"Don't worry, we will!" Three years later, some days, Jiang Wuyi thought that he would not see a black man for a long time, and his heart was full of sorrow.

Looking at Jiang Wuyi's miserable appearance, ye Kong laughed, "it's not a matter of life and death. Three years, it's just a flick of your fingers, come and laugh."

Although Jiang Wuyi laughed, the tip of his nose was a little red. Ye Kong couldn't bear to see it. He grabbed his small waist. "Come on, let's kiss goodbye."

"No, Zixuan is still there..."

Jiang Wuyi wanted to refuse, but a pair of fiery lips had been pressed up without saying anything. Catching her tender red lips was a kind of grinding, which made little pepper forget the sadness of parting.