My Cold and Beautiful Wife

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To be honest, at first glance, I saw such a scene, and saw such a group of women kneeling in front of themselves, Ye Fan’s heart had some evil thoughts.

However, at this moment, calm down, and once again, after a deep look, Ye Fan was a little bit pity.

"If you really don't want to go, then you will stay in the Shenjian Zong."

But since then you are no longer a ‘flower slave’, but a sacred sect;

Don't call yourself a 'slaves' any more. You have your own name. You are yourself, not a slave, know? Ye Fan said warmly.

A group of women in Wanhua Valley raised their heads, one by one revealing a strange color, some unbelievable, these words are spoken from the mouth of a great sanctuary.

From the beginning of this Wanhua Valley, why did someone really see them as people?

In the flood of the jungle, these women who have no background, even those who are not.

Even if they are repaired to win the sky, they also feel that they are slaves to the strong people of the Holy Land. They have no self-respect, and they want to kill them. They are all things that the master has a thought.

Molan's red gimmick, "Lord...the head, as long as you don't rush to slavery... let's go, we must do our best and serve the head."

"Head, our sisters, in addition to serving the master, planting flowers, nothing else, but we will be loyal to the head and Shenjian Zong..." Qing He also whimpered.

Ye Fan reluctantly, smiled and said: "That, not to serve me, I want you to do your best for Shen Jianzong, manage the medicine field, and plant flowers and plants."

"Yes! The head!"

A group of women once again succumbed to death, and many people have already burst into tears.

Ye Fan’s heart sighs, is it so worth moving?

The medicine on the side looked at Ye Fan with a gaze, and thought about it...

"Do you have any clothes or something, put them on, so that is nothing to say", Ye Fan turned back and asked the women.

The four women face each other, and they all grin like a heart.

"Husband, we are a few old ladies who have lived for a hundred years. There are not many other things, and the clothes are really a lot."

Soon the four women actually took out hundreds of women's clothing directly from the storage bag!

Ye Fan can't smile. With a storage bag, these women carry a cloakroom with them, plus the main children who are not bad money. Naturally, they buy good clothes everywhere.

A group of naked women, seeing hundreds of sets of clothing in front of them, and even hundreds of pairs of women's shoes, hats, scarves and other accessories, are shocked.

Ye Fan is a bit dumbfounded, this woman can buy too!

"Zi Mojie, is your Valentino skirt not mine?"

"Oh, Wei Wei, I forgot... You borrowed me a few decades ago, then you take it back?"

"Forget it, give them, go buy new clothes next time!"

"Yeah, let this ghost take us to the big levy. No new clothes have been worn for decades, I am bored..."

"Hey! Xiner, don't you take out your bikini, why don't you wear them so much?"

"Oh... yes, I got it back..."

Ye Fan wiped his face, he still pretended not to hear anything.

Looking back at the girls: "Mulan, Nymphaea, Qinghe, Campanulaceae... You put your clothes, and you are divided into your own sisters, so wear them for the time being.

If you have a chance, go outside and buy some fitting clothes. ”

The girls were a little uneasy, and the bellflower whispered nervously: "Hey, do you think our body is not good?"

Ye Fan smiled bitterly. "It doesn't matter if you look good with you. It doesn't matter. You are the doormen of Shenjian Zong, not the playthings for anyone to watch. After putting on your clothes, your life will start again."

The girls listened to this, and they were sour and grateful. They were enslaved for too long. They even forgot shame and restraint.

"Thank you for your help! Thank you, madam!"

All the women waited for the people all the year round, and they were good at observing the words and seeing that Nian Rujiao was not a disciple of Ye Fan, but a more intimate relationship.

Under the distribution of a few women in Molan, the clothes were quickly sent to different women.

It’s just that these women are obviously new to clothing and some don’t wear them.

However, the color of novelty, touch and joy that appeared on a pretty face was still overwhelming.

"Fei Jun, I feel that these women in Wanhua Valley, since they are good at planting flowers, it is better to call it "Hua Xian" later.

Then, here is the ‘Hundred Flower Hall’, which is dedicated to the planting of the flowers and plants.

After all, they are all girls, and they have been immersed in the cultivation of flowers and plants. They cannot be expected to become a strong fighting force.

It is better to keep the status quo and let them do good things," said Ruo Rujiai.

Ye Fan’s eyes are bright, and it is a woman who has integrated the ancient fairy spirits on the earth and has been a world-class management. This has already begun to help his Shenjian Zong, to start the layout.

Indeed, professional people do professional things, these women, they want to practice hard, become a sword repair, a strong fighting force, and some of them go to the end.

Although Shen Jianzong values ​​a "sword", it is impossible to be a swordsman.

Moreover, Ye Fan’s goal is to be the first big faction in the wild, and it is certain to set up different departments, various functions, and clear division of labor.

"Gillian, your proposal is very good, that Wanhua Valley is ‘Hundreds of Flowers Hall’!”

Ye Fan turned his head and said to the girls: "Since then, you are no longer a slave, but a flower of the Baihuatang!"

A group of women listened to these words, they were all excited. They thought that Ye Fan just spoke up casually. I didn't expect to treat them as serious men of the Shenjian.

Since it was set up as a hall, it was natural to choose a church owner. As the big sister of this group of flowers, Molan was elected.

Ye Fan immediately let Molan, who was directly responsible for Niu Rujiao in the future. His boss is estimated to be in the door most of the time, and naturally it is not convenient to manage.

Then, accompanied by Molan, Ye Fan looked at the entire Wanhua Valley to understand the specific situation.

At the same time, I also asked about the tribute to the city of innocence this year.

It is a pity that Shanggong has always been responsible for Huasheng, and Molan is not clear, how to contact and operate.

After reading it, Nian Rujiao and other four women were busy transforming Wanhua Valley into a Shenjian sect. They had to redistribute their housing, integrate resources, and then modify various plaques and stone tablets.

Ye Fan was idle, and under the invitation of the medicine, he flew directly to the Taixu Peak, which towered into the sky.

At the top of the mountain, a hot spring like a pearl of the sky is surrounded by exotic flowers and green trees.

The temples in the white mist are as if they are like a palace in the sky.

"This flower saint, you can really enjoy it, live in the fairyland on earth...

By the way, how can I not be here? Those flowers...the flowers are not coming up? Ye Fan said strangely.

The medicine on the side was blinking first, and said: "How can you think that the women can come here at will?"

Speaking of it, in your capacity, strength, for those women, will it be too much better? ”