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"Wow...wow..."

A crisp cry sounded.

"Born! Born!"

"By God, it's a little female!"

"Liuxue, Liuxue, little female, our tribe finally has a little female!"

Hearing the cheers of the clansmen, Ning Miao wept with joy, and bowed three times to the east. Ning Miao stood up and tilted her body, and the beetle appeared in time to support the clan witch whose feet were weak.

The beetle lowered his voice, "Lord Ning, the envoy of Sandstorm City, is over there."

"Uh, ah, I almost forgot if you didn't tell me." Ning Miao woke up like a dream, "Let's go there."

It was the first time for Ning Miao to meet the people of the Yu tribe. The three of Wumeng were about 1.8 meters [-] tall. Under the noon sun, they had healthy wheat complexion, like a layer of gold powder. Extremely thin and well-shaped.

"Respected Envoy of Fengsha City, hello, I am Ning Miao, the clan Wu of the Yiyan Tribe, welcome." Ning Miao greeted generously, habitually extending her right hand, and friendly friendship began with a handshake.

The little female was full of smiles, her white and transparent skin dazzled Wumeng, and a strange color flashed in her eyes. Wumeng quickly recovered the demeanor and reserve that an envoy of Fengsha City should have, "Hello, Ning Miao, my name is Wumeng, the commander of the First City Guard Regiment under the seat of Vice General Hada of Fengsha City."

"Wu Commander." Ning Miao put away the embarrassing right hand that did not get a response, "God is above, our tribe has ushered in a new life bestowed by God, and we are preparing to sacrifice and celebrate. I wonder if Wu Commander can honor the face and have fun with the people one time?"

Although Wu Meng was born in the Yu clan, he hadn't studied ethnology for a few days, and he could barely read. He was really not used to Ning Miao's polite invitation, and his face suddenly collapsed.

"Okay, Ning Miao." Wu Meng took out a small pottery bottle from his bosom, "A little gift, bless the new students."

"Commander Wu came from afar, but Ning Miao is disrespectful. I would like to thank you for the blessing." Ning Miao took the pottery bottle, "The patriarch of our clan will return from time to time. Commander Wu will sit with me for a while."

Ning Miao led the way and led the three of Wumeng into his stone house. He ordered the beetle to boil water and made a pot of honey chrysanthemum tea for the guests.

Huhe lived next door, and Hu Ling lived next door, and there was an endless stream of people dropping by to see Xiao Liuxue. Ning Miao asked Xiong Twelve to come over and ask about the situation carefully, and learned that the father and son were safe, and Hu Ling After all the good news, the heart is really stable.

After telling Xiong Twelve to take a good look at Gu Huling, Ning Miao went back to the stone table and sat down, cupped his hands at Wu Meng, "It's really dangerous for the tribe to give birth today. I've neglected Commander Wu. I'm sorry."

"Where's the word, Ning Miao's words are serious, but the nobleman has a female baby, which is gratifying." Wu Meng drank tea with a smile, "Your tea tastes very good, don't you know?"

Ning Miao waved his hand boldly, "If Commander Wu likes it, Ning Miao will prepare a bag for the three of you."

"Haha, I'm happy, Ning Miao, this commander has accepted your gift."

Ning Miao also took a sip of tea with a smile, and asked casually, "Commander Wu is here for a bag of chrysanthemum tea?"

Wumeng looked serious, looked left and right, hesitated to speak.

Ning Miao put down the bamboo cup and suppressed her smile, "I'm a trustworthy person, but it's okay for Commander Wu to say it."

Wu Meng was originally sitting upright, but now he seemed to have made great determination, one leg was placed on the stone bench, and the other leg was placed horizontally, his gray eyes suddenly brightened, and the expression on his face relaxed, "Ning Miao, Hada ordered you!" I went out of the city to catch beast slaves."

"Beast slave?" Ning Miao reacted, his heart became alert, and his face turned cold, "So, what is Commander Wu's plan?"

Wu Meng looked directly at the little female in front of him, "Ning Miao, I have seen the city you built, but I didn't find any signs, and I am a member of the Yu clan."

Ning Miao understood Wu Meng's intentions, but in this world, there is no love for no reason, "Oh, Commander Wu, Ming people don't speak dark words, you give me a letter, what do you want?"

Wumeng raised the corners of his eyes slantingly, and smiled, "What if I say, I want you?"

Ning Miao sat back on the stone bench steadily and drank tea at a leisurely pace, as if she had never heard the straightforward teasing of the male of the foreign race in front of her.

Wumeng was discouraged, "Okay, okay, the top names in each city can get three places to go to the heaven to meet the king. If they can, I want one of them."

"No problem, don't mention one, I'll give you all three." Ning Miao readily agreed.

Wumeng was dumbfounded, "Really? Can you make the decision?"

"Of course he can make the decision." The white wing man followed suit, "The envoy of Fengsha City, the Yiyan tribe, respects the clan witches."

From then on, Wumeng of the Yu clan got acquainted with Bai Yi, the patriarch of the Yiyan tribe.

On the night of Xiao Liuxue's birthday, the Yiyan tribe held an unprecedentedly grand god sacrifice. Ning Miao climbed up the tower and recited a long speech for the new life.

Tiger Spirit became the object of envy of all females, and Mao became the idol of males. That's right, when Xiao Liuxue was born, the whole clan knew that he was Mao's child.

The husband and wife who go to Hu Ling's house every day to learn Buddhist scriptures in the name of visiting are like crucian carp crossing the river. Hu He's old face almost froze from smiling. As for the spear, he froze long ago.

On the 96th day of the flower moon, the night falls and the moonlight is bright.

"Little feet, tell me, what kind of bird envoy from Fengsha City has stayed here for four or five days and still hasn't rolled away. Could it be that he really wants to get our Master Ning's idea?"

"He dares, Xiong Er, let me tell you, if that little dwarf dares, I will kill him."

"Little feet, little feet, you are not killing me, you are sending me to my death, hahaha!"

"Small feet, Master Ning is even shorter."

"A group of people who don't worry about eating inside and outside, I will tell Mr. Ning sooner or later, and drive you all out, so as not to be dirty."

The male on duty didn't say a word to joke about the little feet, but the little feet are not good, but he has a duty, and he can't leave his post without permission to complain. Last time when Xiong Er was on duty, he went to Xiongya's house privately to offer courtesy, and was caught by Lai. Right, the penalty is called a miserable one.

Xiong Dashang clan's witch family begged for mercy, and the Xiao clan's witch smiled and responded with four words: Well done.

With the support of the clan witch, who would dare to touch Lai's bad luck.

Besides, this is our own city, so we really have to watch it carefully.

Ning Miao went to Hu Ling's house for a walk, teasing Xiao Liuxue, offering fish soup and meat porridge every day, and the orc's baby looked different every day, with a round face, very cute.

Bai Yi is busy working as an instructor at the night school, Ning Miao has no intention of cooking, and often goes to Uncle Tian's house to eat and drink, the unwritten rules of the orcs, only underage children can celebrate their birthdays, just as the birthday of Bai Feng's child is approaching, Ning Miao thought Make a bamboo flute as a gift.

For some reason, the three people in Fengsha City had a hot relationship with Honghong, and they often hooked up shoulder to shoulder and became closer than brothers. Ning Miao logically arranged for Honghong to be in charge of the reception work, and let a few people destroy the ingredients of the clan.

Each feather clan has a recommended quota for naturalization assessment.

The talents of the Wumeng clan were withered. He bet all his treasures on the Yiyan tribe. He wanted to bet on a chance to meet the king and revitalize the family. Sending pillows, Ah Yi must be someone with great luck.

What's more, Wumeng is open-minded, decisive and forthright, and he doesn't have the usual contempt for low-level slaves. In the future, if Chiyue City wants to gain a place under the upper city's Tiandu system, it must have an ally with appetite.