If I Don’t Die Soon, I’ll Really Become Invincible!

"Thank you old man."

Ye Ning thanked the old man and took a deep look at the Overwatch Council.

Then turn around and leave.

He did not expect that the Overwatch Council had degenerated to such an extent.

Rao is not a person from this world, and his integration into Da Zhou is not high, but he still feels a trace of anger.

Can the world get better?

Even the Overwatch Council has forgotten its own honor and responsibilities, how can other yamen be better?

Is there any reason for the great Zhou not to perish?

But on second thought, this is actually not a bad thing for Ye Ning.

The more corrupt and depraved Da Zhou is, the easier it is to die.

He already has some ideas.

The weather changes like flipping a book. During the day, there is still a little sunshine, and at night, the wind is blowing, and then it snows.

This is the first snow in winter.

The snow in another world was even bigger than in the previous life, and it fell all night without any intention of stopping.

After Ye Ning woke up, the outside was covered in silver, and he breathed a sigh of relief, and the heat was immediately engulfed by the cold.

It's just that there is a sense of righteousness on his body, so that although he is lightly dressed, he can't feel the cold at all.

This made Ye Ning a little regretful.

Alas, it seems impossible to freeze to death.

One less way to die.

Old Huangtou was sweeping snow in the yard, and finally cleared a path.

After Ye Ning finished breakfast, he went to the Overwatch Council.

But it was empty again.

Still the door closed.

"Dogs, don't you plan to go to work?"

Ye Ning gritted his teeth.

People in this world are so self-willed, they don't go to work if they say they don't work.

They should really be thrown into the past life of their buddies, so that they can also feel the good news of 996.

Ye Ning had no choice but to leave.

As a boss, he came to the yamen for two consecutive days, but he didn't even enter the gate. It must be said that it was a big joke.

But Ye Ning really had nothing to do.

Where did he talk about this?

Everyone thought that the Overwatch Council was just air. It was impossible for him to say it, and it would be impossible for him to be in charge, and he would definitely not be able to escape as a joke.

Ye Ning is a character who does not ask for anything, and his heart is ruthless.

"I can't believe you never open the door!"

He took a stroll outside and then returned home.

As soon as I entered, I found that there were more people in the house.

The old yellow head and the cook were in the yard, pulling a little girl, and they were talking.

"The son is back."

When the old yellow head saw Ye Ning, he showed joy and hurriedly greeted him.

"what's the situation?"

Ye Ning glanced at the little girl.

He was dirty and had a faint stench, his face turned purple from the cold, and he looked weak.

"This girl just fainted at the door of our house. If I hadn't found out earlier, I'm afraid she might freeze to death... Alas, what the world is, a girl's family, how to live."

The cook wiped away tears.

"Young master, take this girl and let her be your maid and serve you in your daily life, which can be regarded as a way of life for him."

The old man said.

He is also kind-hearted, and he is dedicated to leaving this girl behind.

It just so happened that he was thinking about finding a maid for Ye Ning these days.

"Being a maid?"

Ye Ning instinctively resisted. The new youth of the 21st century pay attention to doing things by themselves. When have they ever ordered a maid?

What's more, the maid is considered a slave and needs to be registered as a slave.

"Little girl, where are you from? Where are your parents?"

Ye Ning crouched down and asked.

The little girl shook her head, her dirty face was full of sadness, and she made the sound of "Aba Aba" in her mouth.

"She's dumb?"

Ye Ning was stunned.

"Yeah, she can't speak."

The old yellow head was afraid that Ye Ning would not want it, so he said again.

"It's actually a good thing that you can't speak, you don't have to worry about the family's secrets getting out..."

Ye Ning frowned.

The little girl probably thought Ye Ning didn't want her. Tears fell, and she wrote a line in the snow with her fingers.

"Please accept me, or I will starve to death."

Ye Ning was a little surprised.

"You can write?"

The little girl nodded.

"What's your name?"

Ye Ning asked again.

She wrote the word "Xuan Xuan" on the snow.

After that Ye Ning asked a few more questions.

Xuanxuan answered.

Ye Ning probably figured it out. This little girl was born in a scholarly family in a certain county in the north. Later, her family fell into disrepair and it was difficult for her to continue. She encountered a severe drought and fled to the capital with the refugees.

The people who were with her died along the way and scattered.

And if she hadn't met the old yellow head, she would have frozen to death at this time.

"The world is difficult, and there is no living space for a little girl like you."

Ye Ning was a little sad.

He has no feelings for Da Zhou, but he has feelings for ordinary people.

Because he is human.

People are people too.

After nine years of compulsory education, he has three views that are more humane than those of the ancients.

"Well, I'll accept you, but you don't have to be a servant girl, let alone become a slave, just keep your body in the house. If your family finds you in the future, you will reunite with them..."

Ye Ning patted her head.

The cook and the old yellow head were overjoyed, and quickly led the little girl into the house.

I ate something first, and then the cook took her to take a bath and change her clothes.

After a tossing, two hours have passed.

"Young master, I brought girl Xuan to you."

The old man said with a smile.

He pushed open the door, and a woman in a long green dress walked in.

She was only about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a thin body and a wide long skirt that seemed a little ill-fitting, but it still couldn't hide her outstanding appearance.

Faint lips, long eyelashes, snow-white skin...

The hibiscus comes out of the clear water, and the carvings are naturally removed.

For a moment, Ye Ning could only think of such a poem.

What the hell!

Ye Ning looked at the old yellow head in disbelief.

what's the situation?

You just went out and picked it up, and you picked up a little beauty for me?

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Ask for flowers, ask for evaluation tickets!

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