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Wind, flowers, snow, moon, beautiful scenery all over the world.

Ever since Hu Liena cleared away the little devil from the air raid, whether because of Liang Bing's order or because Taotie and the little devil were afraid, no one has caused trouble in either Yang City or Qi City where Bai Yuekui is stationed.

One hundred days of refreshment passed by in a blink of an eye, and the maid group regrouped and embarked on the journey again.

The beautiful mountains and clear waters, the chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers are nothing to do with it.

Looking at the endless ice and snow and the mission panel, Tilapia fell into silence.

Twenty years, there are still twenty years before the mission, and it makes me heartbroken just thinking about it.

What is even more frustrating is the mission level, two D-level missions and one C-level mission.

"System, I'm here to treat you, sir." Looking at the task panel, Tilapia greeted the system politely.

system:"......."

Seeing that the system was unresponsive, Tilapia's heart felt a bit colder than the wind and snow outside.

The wind in Xiaguan, the flowers in Shangguan, the snow in Cangshan Mountain, and the moon in Erhai Lake.

The romance has nothing to do with who I am now.

"Nima, there are still more than twenty years before the plot begins. A little contact will have to change the plot. Mr. System, you really don't give me a way to survive." Sighing, against the wind and snow, Luo determined the direction and brushed.

Disappeared in place.

"Forget about everything else, get out of this damn place first."

I didn't dare to fly too fast, so I flew south slowly and leisurely, leaving the damn ice field.

A few days passed, and Tilapia finally settled in Tianqi City, the so-called national capital.

The courtyard with five entrances and five exits cannot be said to be big, but it is not small either.

Every inch of land is worth a lot of money.

It’s not that Tilapia has no money and can’t afford a bigger yard.

The main reason is that no one sells it, which is very embarrassing.

Under the corridor of the main room of the small courtyard, Tilapia sat leisurely on a deck chair and enjoyed sunbathing.

It is not wise to continue practicing Jiuzhuan Xuan Gong without solving the mental state problem.

It should be said that if the mental problem is not solved for a day, Mr. Luo will not want to continue to become stronger.

He is a pragmatic person. He is not impatient about the present and the future. He obviously will not ruin his future because of the present.

Tilapia doesn't even bother to complain about the current world timeline.

Not to mention the plots of "The Young Man Ge Xing", "Nima" and "The Young White Horse Drunk in the Spring Breeze", which are very boring.

There are two D-level missions and one C-level mission. There is no motivation to take advantage of it.

More than twenty years.

After more than 20 years, the current Luo is not the same person he once was. He has a completely dispensable attitude towards the points for D-level and C-level missions.

"Master, drink tea!"

Unfolding the folding fan and rocking the rocking chair, a familiar voice came from behind.

I haven’t listened to it for a long time, and there is nothing strange about it. It touches my soul.

Wearing a white skirt, a bright red jacket, and her sweet dimples are fascinating.

The little white hands are holding a tray with melon seeds, a teacup, a teapot, and two plates of snacks.

The tray was gently placed on the low table on one side of the rocking chair. The girl didn't even pass in front of the owner, but stood directly on the other side.

"Go, go, the master is enjoying the wind and sun. Don't block the wind, little sweet potato. Go back and work hard."

The fragrance blows on your face and makes you mesmerized.

It was the fragrant wind blowing against her face that proved that the girl was protected from the wind.

The owner was disgusted. Little Sweet Potato's cheeks suddenly bulged, his mouth pursed, and he reluctantly turned around and went back to the room.

While he was cleaning up the room, he saw Hongshu coming into the room angrily. Xu Weixiong couldn't help but chuckled and teased: "Hongshu, it turns out that you also fall out of favor sometimes.

Now that you have fallen out of favor, help your sister clean up her room quickly.

I bought a newly purchased yard and the master’s room hasn’t been tidied up yet, so it won’t be easy for people to stay there at night.”

Xu Weixiong teased, and the grievance on Xiao Hongshu's face suddenly disappeared, revealing a smile like a little fox.

A smile blooms like a hundred flowers, and there is no shadow of grievance anywhere.

"I have tidied up the kitchen and prepared tea and snacks for the master.

Weixiong, your work efficiency...if the master sees it, tsk tsk tsk!!!”

Halfway through the words, enough is enough, and the teasing Xu Weixiong was speechless.

On the first day they moved into the yard, the two had a clear division of labor. Xu Weixiong was in charge of the main house and Hongshu was in charge of the kitchen.

Once everything is sorted, everyone can tidy up their own rooms.

The sweet potato kitchen has been tidied up, and Xu Weixiong is still tidying up the room, which is obviously not efficient.

Of course, it doesn't matter, the master doesn't care if it's faster or slower.

The main problem is that they lost to sweet potatoes again. From this point of view, Princess Weixiong was very unhappy.

Xu Weixiong has a strong temper. Everyone is a personal maid. The master prefers sweet potatoes. That is a personal factor and cannot be changed.

It's good now, but the work efficiency is not as good as it is. This can't be tolerated.

"It's just tidying up the room, it's not something that can be easily completed."

He was dissatisfied with his words, but his hands moved a little faster.

Seeing this, the sweet potato girl couldn't help but hold her forehead.

Thinking about the way I tidy up the kitchen, and then comparing it to Xu Weixiong tidying up the room, I can't bear to look at it.

"Weixiong, you are not usually very smart, why have you become stupid?

Using Qi, martial arts and magic, there is always something that can improve work efficiency."

It's hard to see it, Hong Potato's whole body is full of energy, and countless decorations in the room are floating into the sky.

At the same time, golden light emitted from the whole body, and the golden light was like mercury, pervasive, and spread to every corner of the room in an instant.

"receive."

He softly uttered one word, and the golden light that spread throughout the room suddenly shrank.

Along with the golden light, there was also dust in every corner of the room.

“While using Qi to control all the furnishings in the room, I can also use the golden light spell down to the smallest detail.

The golden light only sweeps away dust and completely avoids the ornaments. What a terrifying control."

Looking at the room decorations that had fallen back to their original places, Xu Weixiong had a solemn expression. For the first time, he discovered that except for his sword-wielding skills, Hongshu was still able to control himself in other aspects.

"It's not that my control is terrible, it's that you, Wei Xiong, have misplaced yourself." Throwing away the trash and patting Xu Weixiong's shoulder, Hongshu reminded in a deep voice: "Weixiong, we are the master's personal maids, and our job is to serve the master.

It's not about beating and killing.

When you are pursuing great power, what I am thinking about is how you can use your power to better serve your master.

You pursue powerful destructive power, what I pursue is how to use my ability to serve my master faster and better."

"So, it's a blessing in disguise that your control is far greater than mine."

Following the reminder from Sweet Potato, Xu Weixiong instantly figured out why Sweet Potato had such strong control.

Serving people is not a battle, it requires meticulousness, not a big deal, or a strong destructive power.

Watching the man skillfully putting away the wooden bed and taking out the sweet potatoes from the new bed, Xu Weixiong became more and more convinced that it would be difficult for him to surpass him in terms of pampering.

Nothing else.

Taking care of your master is engraved in your bones. If you do it intentionally, how can it compare to other people's instincts?

Change into an extra-large wooden bed, skillfully lay out the bedding, and carefully organize every detail.

In every aspect, the little girl puts Xu Weixiong to shame.

I always feel that if I let the sweet potato continue to roll, my position as a personal maid may be lost at any time.

Did she know that the world she traveled to this time had a similar background to the world she lived in?

If the master is in a bad mood, he may hire a few more personal maids at any time.

Knowing what tune the master likes, my heart becomes more and more urgent.

I was still thinking wildly and didn't realize that Hongshu had already made the bed.

"Let's go and tidy up the wing.
To be continued...