Terror comes I was chased and killed by ghosts at the beginning and became a master of Chinese marti

Lin Que was taken care of.

She was taken care of by a super rich rich lolita.

This is Fu Luoli’s home – unlike ordinary people’s impression of “home”, this is a manor with a large area.

The tender yellow grass spread out in rolls.

A group of rare antelopes were gnawing leisurely on the grass, and next to them were mooing bison. The atmosphere looked very harmonious.

These rare animals that should be protected are just decorations of this manor.

The manor’s predecessor seemed to be a military checkpoint.

Watchtowers with a height of 100 meters are distributed at the four corners. From the watchtowers, you can see a series of large and small buildings extending backwards.

This is the real noble home.

It’s not a villa.

It’s not a big flat either.

No matter how gorgeous and luxurious those places are, they are only places where the rich live – but the powerful nobles are different, even in today’s constitutional monarchy, they still have legal fiefdoms!

early morning.

Summer mornings come early.

The slightly warm sunlight shone through the window and sprinkled on the little girl’s porcelain doll-like face.

Lin 11xi moved her eyelashes lightly.

After standing for ten hours during the day, sleep has become the sweetest reward for her.

Lin Xi woke up.

She sat up with a small body, and she was still a little dazed. The quilt slipped off gently. The body of a ten-year-old child is not very beautiful.

Of course, in the eyes of some gentlemen…

On the contrary, this is the most beautiful scenery in the world.

Lin Xi rubbed her eyes with her small hands, and looked into the room blankly, her eyes gradually condensed.

Faintly transmitted from the whole bodysoreness.

That’s the muscle fatigue of standing upright.

It has been about half a month since she invited that Instructor Lin to be his tutor at home to train her physically.

The other party’s attitude is very serious.

I don’t think it’s her childlike innocence on the spur of the moment, but she carefully planned her training schedule.

That strict and harsh schedule made Lin Xi subconsciously think of her mother.

When my mother was alive, she strictly planned every hour and every minute of her life.

She at that time.

It’s like a high-quality puppet, arranged and manipulated at will, unable to resist.

Although the mother is dead.

But every time she thinks about it, her stagnant heart still inevitably feels turbulent.

Those are some very bad memories.

A long time ago, like a lunatic, that woman made a plan for her daughter that was accurate to every minute. It was called elite education for nobles.

As long as Lin Xi behaves badly, she will be beaten and scolded at least, and locked in a cage at worst.

Whenever she beat Lin Xi with a whip, she was always so excited and satisfied, as if she could take revenge on that heartless man by whipping the child.

She completely forgot that this little girl was also her child.

Lin Xi shook her head, no longer thinking about those unpleasant memories, she picked up the clothes on the bedside.

It was a set of white exercise clothes, which fit very well. I don’t know what kind of fabric it is made of, but it feels very comfortable.

Lin Xi got dressed.

Walking to the door, she pinched the corner of her skirt with her little hand.

The morning sun stretched her thin shadow very long, making her a bit lonely.

Even weeds have roots.

As for her, she can only be regarded as a rootless duckweed, and has always been able to rise and fall with the waves.

Now, she wants to work hard for something.

She didn’t want to be controlled by others, neither her mother nor her father.

…

“Lin Xi also ate too little in the morning!”

“No way, Her Royal Highness has always eaten very little. She has a slight anorexia.”

“This is impossible…”

As soon as she entered the restaurant, Lin Xi heard Lin Que talking to Jiang Chi.

Hearing the topic about herself, Lin Xi still sat in her seat expressionlessly, adhering to the so-called noble dining movements, drinking soup gracefully.

That’s her breakfast every morning.

As Jiang Chi said, she has a slight anorexia.

Lin Que frowned.

Although he is brutal and brutal, but now he is the tutor invited by this little guy.

Of course, the main reason why he was willing to be hired as a tutor for a princess was because he wanted to collect information about the remaining ghost soldiers, something that only the upper circles of the empire could have access to.

The little princess also agreed to forge his identity and find out about the ghost soldier for him.

In the final analysis, the two parties are just a transactional relationship.

She provided him with information and a stable living environment.

He taught her boxing skills and let her learn the power to control her own destiny.

It’s just an exchange of interests.

It’s just… Seeing the little girl with a poor background, Lin Que was very sympathetic and caring.

He is not a lolicon.

He’s just… a good, sympathetic guy.

……perhaps.

Under Jiang Chi’s strange gaze, Lin Que put the roasted chicken leg into a bowl, and then gently pushed it over.

“Eat more, now is the time for you to grow up.”

Jiang Chi looked at Lin Que strangely.

The news of the complete failure of the Luofu Mountain operation was still spread among the upper circles.

It is said that more than two hundred people died.

Major General Zheng Tu is dead!

According to the rumors, the murderer is a lawless murderer, and 99% of them are the man in front of him with a gentle face who patiently persuades the children to eat more 450 meat.

So seeing this scene, Jiang Chi felt very strange.

Big brother, can’t your character design be a little bit colder?

What about killing people like he said?

What about tyrannical and brutal?

Jiang Chi wanted to speak but stopped, stopped and wanted to, finally he said: “Your Highness, Mr. Lin is right, you really should add more nutrition.”

Lin Xi silently looked at Jiang Chi’s slim and plump figure.

She kept silent, always feeling that Miss Jiang was implying something, wasn’t she just taller and had more flesh in her chest?

What’s the big deal!

Lin Xi didn’t say anything.

She gently pushed the bowl containing the roasted chicken legs aside, picked up the small bowl of thick soup, and sipped it slowly.

But half a minute later.

The chicken leg was pushed in front of her again.

“…”

Lin Que smiled at her: “Eat this.”

“…”

“Your body is too thin.”

“…”

“If you don’t make up for it, how can you practice boxing?”

Lin Xi’s big eyes were full of hesitation. Her appetite had always been small, and this chicken leg would overwhelm her.

But Master Lin Que’s tone could not be refused.

“You are too thin. At least raise you to two hundred catties… Otherwise, you won’t be able to practice boxing.”

“?”

Got it, only fat people are qualified to practice boxing! .