Chapter 7 Apologize
Xu Qingshu snorted coldly, her deep eyes shone with a sharp light.

"Those corpses are both a warning and a provocation. If they are not sure about defeating the Xu family with one blow, they will not attack easily."

After all, the ancestors of the Xu family were not vegetarians.

Not even Xu Qingshu!
If anyone dares to touch the Xu family under her nose, let the world see how the word "Sha" of the rumored Sha God came from.

She knew that some of the younger generations of the Xu family were disciples of the Eastern Region's sect, and they were still practicing abroad and had not returned.

Instead, they can take advantage of this time to let the juniors go home quickly, so that after the turmoil is over, they don't have to hide anymore.

After Patriarch Xu figured it out, he admired this old ancestor even more in his heart.

The next day.

In the twilight of the morning, in the quaint house, Xu Qingshu, who was lying on the bed, just opened her eyes when a system voice sounded in her mind.

[The host has 18 health points left. 】

Xu Qingshu: "..."

One sentence ruined her good mood.

Really unlucky.

"Can you talk about it at noon?"

【why? 】

"I'm afraid you will suffer retribution sooner or later." Xu Qingshu secretly rolled her eyes, got up angrily, and went to wash and dress.

【…】

My retribution is you.

I have never seen a human being who dared to behave like this knowing that he would not live for more than a month.

Seeing that the system was silent, Xu Qingshu finally felt better, and walked to the window to look out.

The environment outside the window is beautiful, dense and verdant bamboos stand in two rows along the path, and the green bamboos rustle when the breeze blows.

Her Qingyun Pavilion is the largest courtyard in the entire Xu family. The furniture in the house is the same as it was ten thousand years ago, and it has been well preserved by the younger generations of the Xu family.

"Xiao Zi, let's make a contract."

Xu Qingshu felt ashamed of it, the contract was decided after a night of thinking.

Ten thousand years ago, she knew that her poison was not easy to cure, so she had no contract with the monsters around her.

Now that there is a system, you can give it a try.

When the roc bird in the space heard this, it couldn't wait to fly out excitedly. Before Xu Qingshu could recite the spell of equal contract, a drop of blood condensed into her forehead.

A strange red formation appeared, which was only available in the master-servant contract.

Xu Qingshu froze for a moment, her purple eyes flashed helplessness, as long as it didn't regret it, she wouldn't be afraid either.

"Master, why is there an extra ink ring in your space? I found that there are so many spirit stones in it, the kind that I can't eat up in a few lifetimes." Dapeng asked with a puzzled expression.

Only then did Xu Qingshu think of System Gold.

She took out the ink ring and put it on the index finger of her right hand, and said with a thoughtful expression, "It was given by someone else."

Dapeng was stunned.

Which big grudge is so rich?

Seeing its ugly and cute appearance, a slight smile flashed in Xu Qingshu's eyes, and she stretched out her finger to poke its little head.

"Don't think about it, I'll take you out to visit the Wuxuan Empire ten thousand years from now."

By saying so, he actually wanted to find someone.

Xu Qingshu was actually very concerned about the fact that she could only live for more than half a month.

I just don't want to think about it, the more I think about it, the more irritable I get.

Since the system needs good-looking people to become mission targets, she should go out more often.

The Wuxuan Empire is so big, there will always be encounters.

After all, you can't just catch one person when picking up wool.

……

The bustling streets are full of people coming and going.

"My lord, it was obvious that the Xu family bullied others too much. They not only killed the second master, but also blatantly sent the body back. Why doesn't the master go to seek justice and ask you to come to the door every day to apologize with gifts?"

Hearing this, Song Wenhua looked sideways at him.

The eyes, which are obviously warm and smiling, make people look at them with a kind of bone-chilling chill, which goes straight to the heart.

The servant quickly lowered his head, raised his hand and slapped himself in the face a few times.

"It's a little talkative."

Song Wenhua curled his lips slightly, his tone was unclear, "Some things, the less you know, the better."

(End of this chapter)

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