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"The deity has been alive."

"Well, that's true. Yu'er is the real old man. Compared with you, Mr. Ping of the green-belly clan is like a big witch. You are far behind Yunheyue."

Ning Miao used his consciousness to talk to the strange demon in his body. When the old man Ping, the master of the Kongzhi Realm, flashed in front of him, Yu'er choked out the word "Hate him", and fell into a deep sleep again. Ning Miao highly implemented Yu'er's bad idea, and the effect was great Its good, not only did not arouse the wrath of the great god, but got the help of the great god.

Ning Miao's heart was full of gossip, and he knew so much about Mr. Ping's temperament that he was hard-nosed, so young master dared to bet with two heads that there must be some unspeakable twists and turns between the two.

"More than 5 years ago, I had some friendship with Aping."

Ning Miao was shocked: "What the hell? 5 years ago! Fuck you, Yu'er, you're too careful to recognize the wrong person."

"Fool, the orc's spiritual sea is the only one, how can this deity mistakenly recognize it."

"Then what do you mean, Mr. Ping has lived for more than 5 years?" Ning Miao went crazy, "Impossible, unscientific."

Burying her head into the soft tail of the patriarch of the second class, Ning Miao twisted her neck to express her uneasiness: the world is too crazy and scary, mom, I want to go home.

After calming down, Ning Miao felt that something was wrong, something was important... "Little Yu'er, have you recovered your memory?"

"I remember some fragments. Lao Ping was the host of this deity for a long time, so I have an impression."

Sure enough, Ning Miao sent a message, "I remember you said, you suck up one for another, Mr. Ping can live for 5 years, don't tell me it's purely a coincidence, the long journey is too boring, Yuer, come on!" Come and listen, don't miss the details."

The sun was scorching hot, the poor little clan witch was so hot that he was dizzy, Bai Yi fed the water several times, although the little female opened her mouth to swallow obediently, she was still dazed.

"Ning, Ning, drink water." Bai Yi was very worried, the sun was right above his head, and the temperature was the highest during the day.

After eating the decoction given by Mr. Ping, the eyes are already sensitive to light. Just after listening to the soul-stirring friendship (love) story between the peerless strange monster and the little green-bellied orc, A-Ping, Ning Miao’s girl’s heart is bursting, and she has no time to worry about the second-hand patriarch’s offer to feed her water. Take advantage of the opportunity.

"Yu'er, what happened afterwards? What happened? Why did you leave Mr. Ping?"

"The strength of this deity is at its peak, and the main body has been away from the host for more than ten days without incident. Once I went out to hunt and sucked a few Huang clan boys." Yu'er tsk his mouth as if aftertaste, "It tastes good."

"Pure-blood royal family, the taste is really good." Ning Miao gloated, "How about it, the taste of being burned is not bad."

"Why should I be afraid of the Little Phoenix Clan? If it weren't for their despicable shamelessness, I would not have lost to these trash."

Ning Miao fainted with a smile, "He is so despicable and shameless that he is offering the fire of Nirvana majesticly, fish, people have self-knowledge."

"Hmph, I can't remember exactly how, anyway, they used dirty tricks."

Ning Miao secretly smiled, couldn't bear to pierce a certain face, let's change to a peaceful topic, "Yu'er, does Mr. Ping also have feelings for you, otherwise why would he find us somehow, uh, find me."

"When sending powerless power to Bai Yi, the deity used illusion to set up a mental barrier. Although A Ping broke through the Kongzhi realm with my full help back then, due to his natural spiritual defects, he stopped at the early stage of the Kongzhi realm and could not improve. For long-term illusions, there is absolutely no possibility of seeing through the orc warriors who are not in the late stage of Kongzhi Realm and major in spiritual power."

"Hey, Xiao Yu'er, you don't understand this. There is another thing in the world called telepathy. Mr. Ping has been single for you for 5 years. Maybe he will smell it when you show up."

For a long while, the fish was silent.

Ning Miao was ashamed, she must have hit the point.

The different demons are hermaphrodites, passed down from generation to generation, Yu'er was born in the West Sea, his father and father died when he was born, and he grew up wild by instinct, Mr. Ping should be the first to give him a warm orc.

……

Hurry up, find a campsite, supplies, treat your eyes, follow the steps every day, with the God of Kongzhijing in charge, and there is no moth along the way.

On the evening of the 130th of Huayue [-], there was only one day's journey away from Fengsha City.

His eyes were able to see again, and Ning Miao was in a good mood. He pulled out Huobaiergan and dried ginger. Mr. Guan Ping ordered fresh meat, served it with dried vegetables from his home, and excitedly started a hot pot.

Throw aside the dry weather and dry things, and first satisfy the appetite of the non-spicy and unhappy fade-out bird.

Soak the dried mushrooms for 10 to [-] minutes, and the water will gradually become heavier. Put them into the pot and use them as chicken essence. Ning Miao regrets that she has never found peppercorns, so she can’t make authentic spicy Sichuan-flavored hot pot.

Thinking that everyone wanted to taste it, Ning Miao controlled his inner obsession and cooked a pot of slightly spicy salty hot pot.

At first, Old Man Ping sneered at what Ning Miao was messing with. After eating a few mouthfuls awkwardly with two bamboo sticks, Old Man Ping's eyes glowed green, and he couldn't stop mouthful after mouthful.

Ning Miao relied on his proficiency in handling chopsticks, and repeatedly took the lead. There were not many ingredients, so they could not withstand several pairs of chopsticks. Seeing that half of the pot of meat and vegetables was gone, Mr. Ping suddenly grabbed the clay pot, and everyone only felt the space around them. With a slight shock, the clay pot disappeared.

The late-stage warriors of the Green Belly Inspiration Realm and the mid-stage Inspiration Realm warrior Duwa both covered their faces, and the portable space of our Kongzhi Realm masters was used to grab food, so it was a shame to throw it to Shengjing City.

Damn it, relying on the high value of force, implementing hegemonism and power doctrine, Ning Miao resolutely protested, but the protest was ineffective, Mr. Ping threw his hands together and refused to admit it, allowing Ning Miao to jump and disappear in place with a smile.

Ning Miao couldn't help but laugh, took the barbecue made by Bai Yi and bit it hard. It was important to fill his stomach. Tomorrow, I don't know what kind of tough battle to fight. I don't want to be serious with the old child.

It was night, Xiaozu Wu nested into the arms of the Maverick orc, and drew circles in the air with his fingers.

"Ayi, the iron monster's tentacles are stretched too long, and even the tree lizards living at the end of the wasteland couldn't escape. If it hadn't been for Mr. Ping who met and rescued Weiya and the others, the tree lizards might have come from the east. Lu is expelled."

"The Hulu people are too intent on killing and torturing. I'm afraid there will be more catastrophes for my thousands of tribes in the Eastern Continent." Bai Yi's eyes were serious, "Ning, I'm very sad and very angry. I want to take revenge."

"Ayi, think about it, if Wuchu, the lord of Wunuo City, doesn't nod his head, how can the Hulu people who are the accomplices dare to kill? Furthermore, if the heavens of the upper city don't agree, why should Wuchu make enemies everywhere? After all, the Chiyue Forest It is Uno City’s own territory.”

Bai Yi grabbed Ning Miao's fingertips in the air, "Ning, you mean, these are all Tiandu's intentions?"

Ning Miao looked squarely at the blue-gold eyes of the patriarch Erhuo who glowed at night, "Ayi, Brother Bing, the Phoenix clan is the king of the northern land of the March Star. Iron ore, I am afraid that other more valuable things will come out, and the sky is bound to get it, and I am worried that there will be long nights and dreams, so I acquiesced to the brutal acts of Uno City."

"Ayi, the sky is not our goal." The little clan witch held the male's big hand back, "Crimson Moon City is."