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"Master Sacrifice, for these beast slaves, I specially ordered someone to pour the life-killing soup again to ensure that they are obedient." The jigger cat bowed its waist with a flattering expression on its face.

"Well, you did a good job." Ning Miao praised in a neutral tone. From the perspective of others, he only felt that Mr. Sacrifice was unfathomable.

Wen Yu asked: "My lord, there are more than 600 slave stables in Le Taoju, why don't we put the animal slaves here for backup?"

"Alright, Commander Thorn, I'm sorry." Ning Miao left a sentence, turned around quickly, and stopped looking at the beast slave.

"Yes, please rest assured, Mr. Sacrifice, Cige will take care of this matter."

The Yiyan Tribe moved out of the way, Ning Miao didn't look sideways, and strode straight into Letaoju, the front hall that the Yiyan Tribe didn't usually use. He and several servants bowed and waited in two rows.

Bai Feng hid behind Hong Hong, whispering softly, "The old man of the Jin clan looks so scary, will he bully Brother Ning?"

Hong Hong hurriedly covered the little orc man's open mouth, "My little ancestor, shut up quickly, that is the master of Kongzhijing, it is enough to be your grandfather's grandfather's grandfather's grandfather."

The beetle kicked Hong Hong's calf, "Don't talk, he can hear you."

Hong Hong and Bai Feng raised their heads, just in time to meet Wen Ge's gaze, and the two of them lowered their heads involuntarily. Even if the soldiers of the Kongzhi Realm didn't take the initiative to release their coercion, just a look in their eyes would be infinitely shocking.

Bai Bing presented the ethnic habitat certificate issued by the Huang Clan. Ning Miao took the small gold piece and played with it in his hand for a while, suppressing his ecstasy. Jing Dashen couldn't make small movements under his nose, cut, looked at people through the cracks of the door, and looked down on people.

Ning Miao stood up and took Bai Bing's hand, "His Royal Highness Luan sent me a lot of primordial stones, which are useless for me, so here they are for you."

Huangshen Qingluan's private collection of spiritual treasures is innumerable, so she casually threw two space rings to Ning Miao, which contained hills of top-grade Yuanshi of various colors and tens of thousands of top-grade Yuanjing. Ning Miao ignored the ashen-faced Jin family behind him. Clan elders, give everything to Bai Bing.

"Ning." Bai Bing accepted the ring, with neither sadness nor joy on his face, an iceberg face that did not leak, took a step back, clenched his fist and tapped his chest twice, and said in a cold voice, "Thank you, Lord Priest, for your kindness."

Knowing that Brother Bing was acting, Ning Miao felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart like a thorn, his face turned pale, his figure swayed, and his breath was a little unstable, "Patriarch Yiyan is serious, the rain is coming soon, Do it for yourself."

Bai Bing lowered his head, no emotion could be heard in his voice, "Your priest must pay more attention to your body, and you must not disappoint His Highness."

Ning Miao choked on Bai Bing's words, and there was a mixture of sincerity and hypocrisy inside. Ning Miao's heart seemed to have overturned the five-flavored bottle, with complicated feelings, and gradually she felt wronged, and said angrily: "With His Royal Highness taking care of me, I will naturally be fine." Very, don't bother the patriarch, the matter is over, I will be impatient if I don't see His Highness coming back, it is really inconvenient to stay for a long time, so I will leave."

After speaking, Ning Miao raised her feet and walked out, and paused when she brushed against Bai Bing's body, but Bai Bing stepped aside with a very respectful attitude, Ning Miao was furious, her face changed again and again, she gritted her teeth and walked away.

Back in Shahai Garden, Wu Mochen waited at the door with a smile on his face, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Today, this guy is wearing a flirty purple dress, half of his long hair is tied behind his head with a headband of the same color, he has a demonic look, but he matches his dusty face very well.

It's a pity that Ning Miao didn't have the heart to admire the beauty of the fairy, but now it's not time to break up with Wu Mochen, "Your Highness?"

Wu Mochen had already seen the appearance of the Xiao clan's witch-qi, so he didn't care about it. He grabbed the smooth and white little hand and put it on his lips for a kiss. The noble prince of the Huang clan was very patient, "A Miao, you are hungry, let's go. Let's go eat."

Ning Miao was startled, subconsciously withdrew her hand, and said awkwardly, "Okay, eat, eat."

The dinner table is full of delicacies from mountains and seas. Most of the dishes Ning Miao can't tell what ingredients are made of. The taste is elegant and has a fragrance of the ingredients themselves. If you eat a little of each, you swallow a lot without knowing it.

Wu Mochen personally filled a bowl of soup and handed it to the little clan witch, "A Miao, try this, it's your favorite."

Ning Miao was too lazy to remind Wu Mochen that he had admitted the wrong person, and took the pottery bowl. The soup inside was milky white, somewhat like white fungus.

Taking a sip from the golden spoon, hey, Ning Miao's eyes lit up, "Your Highness, what is this?"

"Oh, Ah Miao, you called me Mo'er in the past." Seeing that Ning Miao didn't respond at all, he just lowered his head to drink the soup, Wu Mochen sighed, "Heart peach soup, if you like it, I'll let the kitchen make it for you every day."

Ning Miao almost vomited back into the bowl after taking a mouthful of soup. The madness of the prince of the Huang clan is getting worse, and the fantasy plot is getting more and more specific, which is not a good sign. Alas, I am a technical nerd. to the patient.

Thinking of Ning Miao eating honestly, fortunately, Yu Yu came in to report that Hada had something to see, Wu Mochen ordered servant Cong to wait on the priest, and patted Ning Miao's head before leaving.

Lying back on the bed at night, sometimes, the memory of the body is more profound, and Ning Miao is used to the embrace of the orc. Ning Miao tosses and turns, and begins to miss A Yi's warm embrace. I always feel that Brother Bing is very weird today. ring ring, feeling vaguely uneasy.

Some didn't think about it. When they came back to their senses, they found that their lower abdomen was swollen. They crawled up and touched the gorgeous golden bucket at the foot of the bed. Suddenly a white light flashed in front of him, and then the door was slammed open.

"Who, hey, what are you doing?!"

The coming man was tall, and he locked him into his arms regardless of the little female's resistance, and quickly covered the little female's ears with both hands.

"Crazy, let go, come, there are assassins, someone murdered this priest, come quickly!" Ning Miao yelled at the top of his voice, but the soldiers on duty outside the door ignored him and made no sound.

The little female in her arms was making a fuss, punching and kicking her teeth and claws, the visitor didn't do anything, and even held Ning Miao Qiqi down on the bed.

The horrible scene of rape and then murder flashed through Ning Miao's mind, and the resistance became more and more intense.

"A Miao, it's me."

The clear tone contained depressive hoarseness, and Ning Miao was stunned, "Your Highness?"

Wu Mochen's lips moved, but Ning Miao didn't hear it.

The whole bed, the whole room, the whole Sand Sea Garden, the whole Wind and Sand City, the whole world, there was a huge earthquake, thunderstorms, rumbled from top to bottom, Ning Miao realized later, rainy day, is it here?

The god of thunder came to the March star, and the shocking thunder came continuously. Ning Miao, who had seen it once, still couldn't adapt to it. Even with the big hands of the prince of the Phoenix clan covering his ears, the eardrums were shocked and painful, and gradually he lost his hearing.

My mind couldn't help but fly back to a year ago, when I was ignorant and laughed at Ah Yi for not seeing thunder, but it took three days to recover my hearing.

This year, Thor is still there, but Ah Wing is not.