Pink slips and pink slips, PKs and PKs, how did it become so hard?

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  At this time, Wei Luo was really in a difficult situation. Poor girl, she was still a young lady after all. How could she possibly say such indecent words?

  Wei Luo thought it over and over again, but the more she thought about it, the harder it was for her to speak up, and the more bitter her face became.

  Yuán Liǎn shí qī jiàn tā biǎo qíng gǔ guài, bù yóu cè guò tóu xì xì de jiǎo zhe tā, qí dào: "Hé shì kǔ nǎo?"

  Wei Luo closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then raised her head to ask in a slow and deliberate tone: "Does anyone want to be with me?"

  She had a look of resignation, and when she mentioned the two words "huan hao", her voice trembled.

  A moment of silence!

  Wei Luo, although holding her head high, did not glance sideways. The sudden quietness of the group startled her. She had just turned around when a loud burst of laughter erupted, "Hahahaha!"

  A large palm stretched out and slapped heavily on Wei Luo's left shoulder, Round Face Seventeen laughed loudly: "It's normal for you to want to find someone to have fun with, why are you so tense?"

  With a "crack", her right shoulder also hurt, and a big man with a whisker-like beard sneered: "You're just a little boy, afraid of being embarrassed."

  Hahaha.

  Another burst of laughter erupted.

  That middle-aged man with a long beard also smiled and shook his head, looking at Weiluo's eyes without any anger, "Really childish. Men loving women is the way of heaven, although this bird may not be white enough, it's rare to be so plump."

  Rarely fat?

  Wei Luo suddenly discovered that the poultry she thought was fat and ugly, in the eyes of these men, wasn't bad at all. Moreover, they really thought being tall and plump was an advantage!

  In front of Wei Luo's stupid and wooden face, several tall men in their thirties rubbed their hands together, saying: "I'll go, I'll go too."

  "Hah! Last time you went, this time it's me!"

  "Shut up and bring me some grass!"

  "However, however, bring grass."

  In Wei Luo's wide eyes, five or six sturdy laborers surrounded him, while Yuan Lian seventeen pulled out a few blades of grass from the side of the road. He walked in front of these laborers and raised his right hand holding the wild grass, "Whoever gets the longest blade of grass goes."

  "Promise!"

  Five or six men took turns drawing a blade of grass from the round-faced seventeen-year-old's hand, then they compared the blades in their hands. Suddenly, a burst of laughter erupted, "Han Yi, it's you again!"

  "You little scamp, you're really something else!"

  The tall fellow with the longest grass in his hand was the one who had just patted Wei Luo's shoulder and teased her about her whiskers, which made her laugh heartily. He raised the grass high in his hand, turned around to face everyone, and after receiving a round of applause, he laughed loudly as he walked forward.

  Wei Luo stared blankly at the tall, sturdy and black whiskers, like an iron tower, until he walked far away, then softly said: "Qin Yan said that she wanted a handsome and tall son..." Her voice was very small, almost inaudible.

  The task on this side was completed so quickly, and Wei Luo followed the crowd in a daze for a while before thinking that even if he could drag it out for a moment, he couldn't drag it out for a lifetime. He gritted his teeth and ran towards Zhan Yi.

  Next to the donkey cart, a Uyghur riding a donkey was talking to a handsome swordsman riding a white horse. This swordsman was Gao Ya, whom Wei Luo knew.

  Zhan Yi stood before Gao Tie, his head bowed and his waist bent, smiling with a raised eyebrow but not showing his eyes. On the other hand, Gao Tie's expression was bland, maintaining his usual aloofness, with a hint of disdain.

  Wei Luo quietly ran to Zhan Yi's back and saw that the two were talking, so she quietly followed behind them with her head lowered.

  At this time, Gao Yi's eyes turned around and saw Wei Luo.

  He stared at Wei Luo and looked her up and down twice.

  Zhan Yi saw Gao Xian notice the little servant boy, and hastily smiled as he said: "Sir, this little boy is nimble with his hands and feet, and can also recognize characters. He might be of some use." As he spoke, he turned his head towards Wei Lu and shouted: "Fool! Why didn't you come forward to greet him?"

  As soon as the voice came out, Gao Yi's eyebrows furrowed, and with a flick of his hand, a crisp slapping sound rang out. The slap was loud and sharp, leaving everyone around stunned!

  Occupied by a mysterious and unprovoked beating, and in broad daylight, he was stunned on the spot. He stroked his face, turned pale, looked up at Gao Xian, and stuttered: "Sir, sir?"

  Gao Yi stared at him coldly, "His name is Wei Luo."

  He is speaking out for himself!

  Highly talented but humble and willing to start from a low position for this young apprentice!

  For a moment, everyone was stunned.

  At this time, a clear and cold voice came, "Wei Luoyan is young, but he is a man! A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated. Is this kind of person something that you, a despicable thing, can insult?"

  Wei Luo was stunned.

  She stared blankly at Gao Yi, and suddenly her eyes became a little moist.

  Wei Luo hastily lowered his head and clasped his hands together, saying: "Thank you, Elder Brother Gao."

  Gao Yi shook his head and sighed to Wei Luo: "As a husband, how can I tolerate being insulted by a petty person?"

  At this time, Gao Yi turned to the donkey cart of the 16th lady and said faintly with a slight lift of his chin: "Sixteenth lady, although this child is young, he is indeed a dignified husband, I hope you will cherish him."

  Sixteen girls stared at Gao Ya with a pair of eyes, measuring him up and down, with bright and cheerful eyes. She only stared at Gao Ya's tall and strong body and face, looking up and down, she looked so focused, until Gao Ya frowned uncomfortably, and then said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes."

  Gao Yi nodded and turned to Wei Luo, saying: "I have a matter, can you help me?"

  "Wei Luo hastily replied: 'Alright.'"

  Gao Yi ignored everyone and rode his horse forward. Wei Luo hastily followed up.

  As soon as Gao Yi left the sight of Shi Liu and others, he slowed down his horse. He looked at Wei Luo with a sigh, saying: "Since ancient times, husbands have been most afraid of being ruined by petty men!"

  Wei Luo quietly rode alongside her fine horse.

  Gao Yi looked at Wei Luo with a thoughtful expression, and after a while, he suddenly said: "In just a few months, you will have rosy cheeks, light footsteps, and deep and smooth breathing. It seems that you are not a person with a weak constitution from birth."

  Wei Luo smiled slightly and her lips moved as she thought for a moment before saying: "I practice with a wooden sword every day."

  Gao Yi let out a soft "hmm" and after a while said: "Such a thing actually exists?"

  "Yes."

  Gao Yi furrowed his brow and fell into deep thought.

  Two people slowly passed by one donkey cart after another, one ox cart after another.

  After a while, Gao Yi's voice came, "Since so, you continue practicing from now on."

  He still didn't agree to teach himself swordsmanship, and Wei Luo was slightly disappointed.

  The two of them passed by the ox cart team and slowly arrived at the horse cart team. As soon as they arrived at the horse cart team, the pungent smell in the air decreased a lot, and there was a faint fragrance floating around.

  As Gao Yi approached, a bright and clear laughter came from a young man, "Brother Gao, is this the person you invited? Can such a small child be of any use?"

  Gao Xie smiled and was about to respond when another young swordsman spoke in a hoarse voice, "This little kid? Hmm, isn't he the one who remained unflinching with his sword pointed at his throat that day? Although he's weak, his courage is impressive, truly a man!"