The heavenly descendent princess meow meow

Because Yin anling didn't appear, Yin fangyue didn't even appear. As usual, Yin fangyue should suddenly come out with sarcasm.

But after a few days of contact, she had already felt the woman's temperament thoroughly.

"Home owner..." one of the disciples came up and wanted to please meow Xiaojiu, but was interrupted by meow Xiaojiu.

"From this moment on, I will be your master. Of course, since I am a new master, I will have a new family law."

Meow Xiaojiu looked at the white clothes they were wearing and said, "the first one is your clothes. It's not good. The white ones are too bright. If you want to change them, change them into... Fei color!"

Hearing her saying this, the disciples looked at each other as if they were examining other people's white clothes.

After hearing the owner's request to wear red in the future, most people are rejected.

It's not a joke. How can you change it into a scarlet one? As a doctor, it's best to wear a little more holy and simple, isn't it?

Even if there are tens of thousands of people who don't want to, their faces are still respectful.

"Second, I may not be in Yinjia very often in the future, but I have to tell me all the big and small affairs of Yinjia every day. I come to Yinjia once a month. "

As long as she's full of energy, it's faster to get to Yin's house on foot than a carriage.

These are not problems.

No one dares to object to the master's words.

But after a while, a disciple rushed over and whispered to meow Xiaojiu, "master, something's wrong!"

Look at his expression, as if the sky fell down, a major event is not good appearance.

"What's the matter?" Someone asked in a hurry.

Today's day of choosing the home owner is a series of accidents. Everyone's heart is carried.

Meow Xiaojiu raised her eyebrows and waited for the disciple to give an answer.

"That... That young master yin'anling is dead!"

"Dead?" Someone screamed, a female disciple with a look of regret and sorrow.

This thing really makes people feel sad. Among the young children of the whole Yin family, Yin anling is a little like them. How can she die?

The pupil of meow's small nine shrinks, some excitedly grasped this report disciple's skirt.

"Say it again!"

She just needed yin'anling's blood, and yin'anling died! I have to say it's too coincidental!

What she needs is a drop of fresh blood, in order to relieve her fantasy problem, but obviously, people have died, even if the blood has been collected for her, it has no effect!

Suddenly by meow small nine to grasp the skirt, the other side some startled.

This girl's strength is really big. He is in a trance and thinks that he can be lifted up by her.

Meow small nine is really very angry, a loose this disciple's skirt, cold voice way: "take me to have a look."

"Er... Master, some of the manners of yin'an Ling's death are... Some are not suitable for women to watch."

"Why?" Meow small nine eyes, dark green pupil burst out of the cold.

The disciple was watched, and a cold sweat began to appear on his forehead.

"When we found yin'an Ling's body, he was naked, and there were a lot of biting marks and scratches of women on his body, and there was a pool of falling red on his couch."

As soon as this remark came out, the disciples around began to talk about it one after anothe