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The soldiers and horses did not move, but the food and grass went first.Hubu was exhausted like a dog, Huling even summoned Xiao Liuxue to help move things.

Although Ning Miao does not work hard, it is inevitable to work hard. Most of the time he is stationed in the headquarter of the household department...the material room, he has to go through everything by himself, otherwise it will be hard to feel at ease.

For this battle, Bai Yi will definitely go, and Ning Miao is full of worries, and must send his "wife" to the battle.Now that Bai Yi has reached the late stage of the Creation Realm, he possesses the two major skills of wind and water. On the battlefield, swords and swords have no eyes.

As the saying goes, a person is not good for a thousand days, and a flower is not red for a hundred days. Wu Mochen is a seed of affection, but who can guarantee it for thousands of years? History tells us that the means of power and status to corrupt people's hearts are unique. Wu Mochen If the minister really wins the high position, the advisers and cronies around him are hard to guarantee that there will be no one who separates and do evil, and accompanying the king is like accompanying a tiger, not to mention that Qing Miao will leave Ning Miao's spiritual sea sooner or later and see the light of day again. It is better to rely on yourself than anyone else.

One day, Chiyue City will have the strength to compete with Tiandu, and I am afraid that whichever side wants to start a war will have to weigh it carefully.

Wu Mochen stirred up the frontiers of the city, and the forces of all parties reshuffled. Heroes emerge in troubled times. Beilu can become a new king. Why can't he become Chiyue City? Ning Miao has no psychological burden at all, let it go.

Dingzishan is the first touchstone.

Five days later, Bai Yi led [-] wing soldiers to set off on Dingzi Mountain. Ning Miao stood on the tower of Qinglong Gate and watched the tribe go east. Bai Yi never looked back, and Ning Miao watched his back until he disappeared into the jungle.

Touching her swollen abdomen, Ning Miao bit her lower lip and cheered up.

The farm has a bumper harvest of water melons, tomatoes, and cassava. Water melons can be stored for a long time. Cassava can be dried and made into flour, but tomatoes can’t. Store for six months to one year. If you are lucky, you will have no problem eating the snowy moon.

The wild captivity proposed by Tiger Spirit is being implemented. The carnivorous animals in the enclosure, Chiyue City dispatched wing soldiers to either drive them away or hunt them down, leaving herbivores and small carnivores with little lethality. At the food distribution point, people were sent to deliver water melons and weeds every day. After more than a month, the animals in the enclosure began to get used to getting something for nothing. They gathered together to eat ready-made, and lazily dispersed after eating.

Without natural enemies, the herbivores showed extremely powerful reproduction functions, especially the boar and the rabbit. It felt like I saw a male and a female talking about love yesterday, and they had children in groups within a few days.

Tatu gnawed whatever he saw, it was flooding. Needless to say, Ning Miao did not need to mention this scene. The Yiyan people had vaguely felt the importance of the biological chain. Pork and rabbit meat occupy most of the dining tables, from large to small, and talented females have also developed many dishes.

I went to the farm to check the situation of the chaff seeds. I didn’t expect them to bloom. Ning Miao suspected that with enough fertilizer, the chaff seeds could be planted for two seasons. The beetle kept it from falling.

Seeing Xiong Twelve waiting at the door from a distance, Ning Miao said that there is no need to be so cautious, but now that the whole family is pregnant alone, it is difficult to refuse Xiong Twelve's kindness.

"Lord Ning, how do you feel today?" Xiong Twelve asked.

Ning Miao lay in the rocking chair made by Ya, swaying comfortably, "The fetal movement is normal, nothing special."

Xiong Twelve bent down and carefully pressed Ning Miao's stomach with his hands, "Master Ning, your stomach is several times bigger than Huling's. The child is too big to give birth."

"Is there any way?" Ning Miao was concerned. When the only female colleague in the technology development department was pregnant, the aunts from the sales department next door came to educate her. They said that after seven months, they should control their diet to prevent the fetus from being too large and difficult to deliver. Ning Miao listened to it by the way, but she didn't expect it to come in handy, "diet?"

"After ninety days, eat less and more frequently, and exercise appropriately." Xiong Twelve said worriedly, rubbing his hands after a while and said with a smile, "Master Ning, after Patriarch Yi comes back, you should have sex with him more, it should be fine."

Xiong Pang looked serious as he ate and drank water, while Ning Miao's unnaturally hot face was slightly hot. It was related to the baby, so he had to ask clearly, "Well, Twelve, I remember that after Hu Ling's pregnancy reaction, he ate no less than me. , I haven’t seen him with a belly as big as mine, could it be because of gender issues? Uh, it’s the little female he’s carrying, and my baby is a male little orc?”

Xiong Twelve touched his lower abdomen, pushed it left and right, the smile on his face froze, his small eyes opened slightly, "Huh?"

Ning Miao's heart skipped a beat, "Twelve, what's wrong?"

Xiong Twelve touched it repeatedly, his hands trembled behind him, and he stammered, "Ning, Master Ning, it's not quite right, I seem to touch two heads..."

"Two heads?" Ning Miao accepted it calmly and was pleasantly surprised, so it could explain the problem of a big belly, "You mean, twins?"

"Twins? What's that?" Xiong Twelve, vice president of Chiyue Hospital and chief obstetrician, had a black question mark face.

"I'm pregnant with two babies. What's that expression on your face? Are you planning to swallow an ostrich egg?" Ning Miao teased in excitement, "It's so rare."

Xiong Twelve, with a weeping expression of being more wronged than Dou E, beat his chest and feet in an instant, and was a little uncontrollably excited, "Oh, our god-like great clan witch, Twelve has never heard of twins, Twelve assures you, My grandpa has never heard of it, God is above, oh, my dear father, Master Ning, this is amazing, this must be a miracle."

Ning Miao stroked her abdomen with her hand, showing a motherly smile, "Two babies? It's really amazing, Twelve, don't spread the news, wait until Ah Yi comes back."

"Ah?" Xiong Pang asked in surprise, "Why, this is a great thing."

Ning Miao smiled secretively, "If there is a precedent for twins in Hokuriku, it's okay to say it. I'm afraid there is no such precedent."

Pang Xiong nodded half-understood, "Yes, Master Ning, Twelve won't say anything."

After Xiong Twelve left, the beetle came in to help make dinner. When Ning Miao thought that there might be two baby orcs in his stomach, he couldn't help feeling even hungrier. He ate five bowls of half meat and half vegetables, and the beetle stood dumbfounded.

Ning Miao was lying on the bed at night, counting from the ancestor of the sheep to the eighteenth generation of the great-grandson of the sheep, and he did not feel sleepy at all. The cerebral cortex was always active, and he suffered from severe insomnia.

Ning Miao propped herself up with her hands and lay on her side for a while. She was not used to the warm and familiar embrace of the orc behind her. Ning Miao closed her eyes and rested her mind. Anyway, she couldn't fall asleep, so she might as well enter the spiritual sea to see Qing Miao.

Love is like a blue sky with white clouds, a clear sky... no storms.

Ning Miao's bare spiritual world has finally ushered in the gospel again since the last transformation under Luan God's crown failed. The blue sky, white clouds, colorful phoenix flowers, a little framing, you can make a beautiful picture without PS screen saver.

Qing Miao, dressed in fluttering white clothes, stood among the phoenix flowers, smiling all over the city.

Next to Qing Miao, a man was dressed in a black robe, with a pale face, a high nose bridge, and a knife-like sharpness on his face. Black dead air kept coming out from his eyes, and there were no whites or pearls in his eyes.

Ning Miao was furious.