Chapter 3 Reward 1

"Ah!"

Mesomea covered her mouth and looked frightened. Her bright blue eyes swirled, and her footsteps moved gently and slowly approached the laborious room.

"Damn Roxus, dare to insult me, you stinky slave, I, Bosnia will never forgive you, I will let your car split and die!"

pa——

A crisp slap sounded, followed by the woman's crying and more angry curses, crackling, and continuous voices. The more Mesomea took a step forward, the more she heard and the more frightened she became. Gradually, he understood that his sister-in-law, that is, the laborious wife Why are you so angry?

Mesomea's face gradually appeared anxious, but curiosity made her figure out what was going on. Mesomea crept close to the room, and her slender hand gently pushed open a gap in the window. Her big eyes sparkled and stared at the room warily.

Bosania was wearing a pure white lace-rimmed nightgown, with her feet and long golden hair on her shoulders. She was a beautiful woman in terms of her figure and face, but at this time, her head was puffed, her face was congested and angry.

In the room, a trembling woman knelt on the ground, put her hands on the ground, sobbed and cried, but deliberately lowered her voice and dared not cry loudly. There was a red mark on her white skin, and Methomea knew that it was pinched by Bosinia without guessing.

pa——

Another slap, followed by the endless roar of Bosnia's anger, "You stinky bitch, I raised you for nothing. The technology you usually learn has gone. You can't even seduce men. Keep your virginity useful. Tomorrow, I'll ask someone to drag you out to feed Warcraft!"

"Master, spare your life!"

"Master, spare your life!"

The woman kneeling did not know the pain, her face was full of pleading, and her voice trembled. Bean-sized tears crossed her face, and against the candlelight, they fell to the ground one by one.

"Get out of here!" With a touch, Bosnia kicked the woman and lay on the ground, as if she was still not relieved. She quickly took a step forward and continued to give the woman a foot. She kept cursing on her mouth, and she was like a shrew.

"Mistress, please, spare the maidservant. I'm going to serve Roxus!" The woman quickly got up and let Posinia kick and begged in a hurry.

"You stinky bitch dare to mention the dirty slave of 'Lockus'!" As soon as he heard that the woman dared to take Loxus, Posinia was even more furious and walked around, as if looking for something. Suddenly, he saw the sword hanging on the wall, which was an extremely luxurious sword. The scabbard and hilt were dotted with all kinds of beautiful jade, shining and shining.

Bosania ran towards the sword like crazy. With a stabbing, the sword came out of its sheath, and a cold light flashed away. The white blade exuded an unparalleled sharp breath, which made people's skin painful from afar.

"The hostess spares her life, the hostess spares her life!" At this time, the kneeling woman's voice began to tremble, forgot to cry, forgot the pain, felt the coldness of the sword light in the room, and was at a loss to beg for mercy, but the sword light was getting closer and closer to her.

Ah!

Mesomea suddenly covered her mouth, screamed in horror, her voice trembled, and quickly closed her eyes. She could watch the bloody fight in the arena from afar, but she did not dare to watch the blood flow so close.

With a sound, the sword fell to the ground, and the impacting mantle made a soft sound. Bosnia looked a little flustered, looked around, and shouted nervously, "Who!"

No one answered her, only the woman lying on the ground was still trembling and sobbing, with a pair of eyes staring at the sword falling on the ground, as if to be grateful for the sudden scream.

"Don't pretend to be a ghost, just come out if you have guts!" Posinia shouted sharply, bent down, hurriedly picked up the sword, held the sword in both hands, pointed around, and tried to hide his panic.

Mesonia hugged her knees and covered her mouth. She didn't dare to make a sound. She quietly listened to the movement in the room, but she didn't dare to leave for fear of being heard by Bosnia.

Bosinia held a sword, glanced around, listened quietly, and felt whether anyone was nearby. But for a long time, she didn't hear a sound before she put down the sword in her hand and looked at the woman who knelt on the ground with disgust.

"Do you know what to do tonight!" Posinia suddenly changed her look. She was no longer like a shrew, but a gentle, noble and rich young woman, but the light in her eyes flashed, staring at the woman kneeling on the ground, as if she could pierce the woman's heart.

"I don't know anything. Tonight, I'm serving the hero 'Lockus', and I haven't gone anywhere else!" When the woman saw that the hostess had regained calmness, the fear in her heart was finally removed, and she spoke much more fluently and cleverly.

"Don't mention the words Lockus in front of me in the future. Take good care of him tonight. If you come back as just now, the monsters in captivity at Allen Manor will have a rich breakfast tomorrow!" Posinia slowly walked to the woman, stretched out her slender fingers and pinched the woman's body hard.

The woman could only grit her teeth and dare not say anything. She was submissive, but her body did not dare to move and let Posinia exert her power.

Bosania slowly got up, inserted the sword into the scabbard, walked elegantly, and walked towards the inner room, leaving only the kneeling woman, still kneeling tremblingly, not even daring to get out of the atmosphere.

When she saw that Posinia's figure completely disappeared in the hall, the woman took a long breath, wiped her tears, slowly got up, picked up the gauze towel that fell on the ground, carefully put it on her body, tried to cover up the redness and swelling of her body, and hurried to Kowloon's room.

Mesonia squatted quietly in the dark night sky, and her heart was blank. The scene just now shocked her too much. Her laborious wife Bosnia is famous for being gentle, virtuous, smart and generous, but the scene she just saw surprised her. Mesomia never thought that under the gentle appearance could be Hide a vicious heart like a fox.

What shocked Mesomea more was that Jiulong (Lockus) did not accept the 'reward' of his sister-in-law, but said, "My status is noble and let my sister-in-law come to accompany him in person!"

Even if he gained freedom and became a civilian, why he was so rebellious and insulting his sister-in-law? If these beautiful women of the nobles listen to it, it will definitely become all kinds of jokes they discuss after dinner!

In addition to shock, Mesomea is also secretly excited, and her expectations for Kowloon are even more enthusiastic. What kind of person is he? Why does such a beautiful woman refuse? Aren't all men in the world like that? Is there something wrong with Kowloon???!!!

The sound of Soso came from the woman's footsteps before. With the help of the dim night light, the woman's footsteps moved quickly and quickly towards the Kowloon room. The curious Mesomia's big eyes turned around. She stared at the woman in front of her from afar and quietly followed the woman to the Kowloon room. .

The corridor went back and passed through several small gardens. The woman came to a unique room. These rooms are not as luxurious as the owners live in, but they are also quite good rooms, reflecting the afterglow of the night. If you loomingly, you can see a few gardens as one, and the beautiful scenery leaps into view. The name of the insect cicada , the light is lit, what a quiet and harmonious night scene.

But the woman is not in the mood to appreciate it. Her fate is imminent. The hostess is sharp and mean, and outsiders don't know it. However, as a female slave she secretly trained, she doesn't know that the beautiful and gentle Bonesia is actually a chicken with fox skin, and her real face is extremely ugly.

In the room, Jiulong still sat cross-legged and bathed in the golden ocean. From a distance, circles of golden light rippled and dazzling, but it gave people a feeling that it was not cold and harsh, but soft as spring water, which made people feel that the noble golden book was so amiable.

Crossing Shock Pollard's room, the room still came the roar of Shock Pollard like a wild boar, and the moaning and painful low sound of the woman under her. Listening to the sound, the woman's fear began to make a noise again. She looked at the Kowloon room with fear, and then her eyes became clear. Make up your mind that tonight is her**, flattering Jiulong, maybe there is a possibility of freedom............