Just say you lack output [Comprehensive Yingmei]

"His Royal Highness, your body has not fully recovered, and you cannot leave until my reward is delivered. Peacock will be responsible for watching you."

23 Glancing at the half-naked leopard, he draped the slipped king's robes over his shoulders again, and then turned to T'Challa, "As for you, Your Majesty the King, there must be many things to do after you regain the throne. Deal with it, including the mess left by the previous king, you can talk about it, and come back to pick him up after three days."

T'Challa thanked her solemnly, then ignored Eric's resistance, pressed his fluffy dreadlocks, bowed his head to 23 as a thank you, and said decisively: "Please, ma'am."

Obviously, judging from the other party's expression, this onmyoji doesn't feel good about Eric. If it wasn't for his cousin's masculine dignity, he would actually like to add that Nijadaka's temper is not very good. Well, if it offends you, don't be polite to him.

For example, you can masturbate if you want. After all, the situation is different now. Eric should indeed restrain his violent personality and bad temper.

23 understood his implication in no time, and couldn't help smiling at him with admiration: "I'm going to prepare food with the peacock."

Blake retracted his wings and followed her legs docilely.

When 23 left the cave with the peacock and took the initiative to leave space for them to get along with each other, T'Challa finally recovered from this "big cat that seemed to be praised by the owner" mentality. He breathed a sigh of relief, a little helpless Tired, he reached out to press the center of his brow.

And Eric had a mocking look in his eyes, sitting on the cold stone platform with his back straight, looking at his cousin coldly without saying a word.

T'Challa noticed the uneven scars all over his chest, waist and abdomen. He was angry and couldn't bear it for a while, and he was a little worried whether the feel of it would dislike the onmyoji. Eric said, "Don't look at me like that."

Eric threw T'Challa's king's robe aside, and asked indifferently: "Do you want me to kneel down in gratitude to Dade to accept your gift, and then be sent to prison by His Majesty the King?"

"You should go to jail and reflect and atone for the past, but not now, and you shouldn't thank me."

T'Challa sighed, eyes as warm as black pearls trustingly and calmly looked at the irritable leopard, and said as gently as possible: "You shouldn't be my enemy, Nijadaka...there will be bigger ones in the future." Crisis is approaching Wakanda and I need your help."

Eric sneered.

Although Eric's reaction was a little irritable and indifferent, T'Challa knew that he valued Wakanda as much as himself, so he must have listened to this passage in his heart, so he continued: "Although you used the wrong method, in some In terms of thinking, I must admit that you are right, Wakanda needs to open to the outside world, but you must put aside the personal grievances of your parents, and you can only cooperate with me...Eric, we all paid the price."

Eric's body froze.

T'Challa was keenly aware of his abnormality. The wise His Majesty the King seemed to have suddenly thought of something. He held his cousin's arm firmly and asked, "When you were dying, you also entered the illusion of the panther. With the acknowledgment of the ancestors, what did you see?"

What did you see?Of course it was his father, he learned the truth about his father's death, and there was another news - he could enter the panther illusion in the form of a leopard, which meant T'Challa re-approved him.

Eric threw off his arm with a grumpy expression. As a cold-blooded and murderous mercenary, he can do whatever it takes to achieve his goals, but his hometown of Wakanda and the king T'Challa of Wakanda are special. , in the duel for the throne, he was aboveboard.

After a while, the leopard suddenly said something wrong: "That woman called me Your Highness the Prince."

T'Challa noticed the softening of his attitude, and immediately said: "You are my cousin, Nijadaka, you are the son of the former prince, and even the most demanding minister in Wakanda cannot blame your blood."

He said cautiously: "I asked my father, and my father regretted it, why didn't he bring you back to Wakanda back then, so as long as you want, you can inherit your father's position, and I will officially announce you The next prince of Wakanda, but until then, you have to pay for what you did in the past."

"Bring me back to Wakanda? He killed my father and then took me back to Wakanda, stop kidding, wake up T'Challa."

Eric sneered mockingly: "I have said a long time ago that there is no freedom or I would rather die. Instead of letting me accept the trial of those trash and lose my precious freedom, it is better to scatter my ashes into the sea after my death."

"Njadaka, I remember you are an engineering student."

T'Challa took a deep look at him, as if an older black cat was looking at the disobedient milk cat: "First, Wakanda is a landlocked country with no sea, and second, your vibrating cat bell It hasn't been built yet, so before I pay the resurrection price, stay here obediently and be an orange cat, and then go back with me to accept the trial."

The blue veins on Eric's forehead and arms bulged: "Dream."

"You have died once, even Wakanda's medical technology is helpless, this is your second life and beginning."

T'Challa stared into his eyes, and slowly said: "I know you have killed many people and done many extreme things, but I believe you are not hopeless, you are my cousin, bleeding The blood of Wakanda, that can never be changed... So Eric, do something, I know your original intention is for Wakanda, don't you?"

The leopard narrowed its dark brown sharp eyes slightly, and looked at his king with a strange and depressed look. Finally, he said to T'Challa beside the stone platform: "Come here, come in front of me."

This almost coercive and commanding tone did not offend the magnanimous king. Looking at his cousin with pale lips, T'Challa slowly stepped forward, sat on the edge of the stone platform, and took advantage of the opportunity to re-drape the slipped thick robe on the other side Shoulder: "The air here is humid, and it will be very cold when the temperature drops at night. The cold wind can blow into the bones, and it is easy to catch a cold."

Obviously, this is the experience of the other party.

Eric gritted his teeth, raised his hand and grabbed his cousin's throat without hesitation, and threatened in a low voice with a fierce expression: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you, T'Challa, my fighting skills and body My qualities are far above yours, as long as I am willing to give in to your suggestions and recharge my energy, it is not a dream to regain the king's position."

Facing his cousin who was wearing three layers of weak buff and wanted to test his mind fiercely, T'Challa not only did not resist, but even showed a relieved smile. He let the other party strangle his defenseless and fragile throat, calmly He smiled and said: "I know you agreed, right? I know you better than yourself, Nijadaka, no matter where you are, the blood of Wakanda always flows in your body, I know you Always wanted to come back."

Eric shouted rudely and grumpily, "Shut up, I didn't!"

The irritable leopard who was one size older was suppressed by his cousin in a second.

T'Challa, who was full of blood, touched Eric's dreadlocks with a serious expression on top of his hair. He recalled the special hobby of Onmyoji, and tried to make his cousin adapt to this kind of cat in advance. Mao's behavior made him say with difficulty: "Be good, be obedient."

Eric retched in disgust.

He stared at his cousin in disbelief, with an unbelievable and insulted expression of disgust, and said bluntly: "What's wrong with you? No one wants to play brother and friend with you."

T'Challa: "...I'm doing this for your own good."

Eric: "Hehe, I believe it."

However, his expression seems to clearly read "I believe I'm an idiot", perhaps because he has reached a consensus with T'Challa in a certain way, this rebellious leopard finally restrained himself slightly from the danger that he radiates all the time With a sexy aura, he wrapped the king's robes quite tactfully, and said lazily: "That oriental woman with a peacock is your new lover? She is very discerning, and I like her."

T'Challa's forehead twitched when he was shocked by this sentence, and just about to deny it, his cousin choked it back in his throat.

"Don't be too quick to deny it, my dear cousin."

Eric looked around, looked at the humble environment, and said meaningfully: "I can see that you attach great importance to her, otherwise you wouldn't let her participate in my resurrection all the way...even Su Rui wasn't there."

T'Challa sighed and stopped, "Don't say that."

You will be beaten.

His Majesty the King was not sure whether 23, who even avoided M'Baku, was willing to reveal his identity to Eric. He rubbed his forehead with a headache, looked at his cousin with a rare warning, and said cautiously: "Remember to listen to her and be gentle."

Eric twitched the corner of his mouth mockingly, and repeated meaningfully: "Meek, are you kidding me?"

T'Challa: "... Believe it or not, it's for your own good. She doesn't have a good impression of you. You have to change this."

Eric perfunctory with a blank face: "Hehe, I believe it."

The tone of the orange cat was not as friendly as he showed. Anyway, after hearing this sentence, he casually sneered, and then raised his eyebrows to T'Challa: "Look at your expression, you are going to hurry up!" Write out the words 'Don't think about her' and stick it on my forehead."

T'Challa: "..."

T'Challa wanted to say again: Really, you may not know, Nijadaka, I am doing this for your own good.