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Chapter 131 I like chewy ones

Moyuan Haoze looked at her leisurely for a few times, then suddenly smiled and said: "What conditions do you plan to propose to me?"

Zhan Feng on the side slowly took two steps back.

Zina was overjoyed, and with a calm expression on her face, she tried: "I have three conditions. If Your Majesty agrees, then I will tell Your Majesty everything."

Moyuan Haoze raised his eyebrows and said, "Say!"

"My first condition, please remove the slave mark from my body; second, I want to stay in the Demon Abyss Empire, and I can choose two male partners with four-star soul power; third,

I hope that your Majesty can kill Feng Xi!"

A trace of crazy killing intent appeared in Xina's eyes.

Moyuan Haoze nodded clearly after hearing this.

Seeing this, Zina couldn't help but feel ecstatic.

Great, this way, she can have the opportunity to see that bitch Feng Xi killed! And she can still find two outstanding males to marry and live well in the Demon Abyss Empire! Those people, all

Damn it!!

Moyuan Haoze lowered his eyes, turned the finely polished dragon bone ring on his left index finger, walked a few steps casually, and wrote lightly: "As the lord of a country, I have a noble status. What makes you think that I will be with you?"

How about negotiating terms with a mere slave?"

Zina's face suddenly stiffened, and she trembled her lips and asked: "Your Majesty... what does this mean? You just nodded, didn't you agree?"

"Yes, I nodded, but I was just thinking that there really are such fantastic people in the world! You think so, right? Zhan Feng."

Before Zina could understand this, she saw a black shadow flash before her eyes, and a big hand clamped tightly around her throat. With a slight exertion, a fishy-sweet taste filled her throat.

Moyuan Haoze narrowed his black eyes dangerously, stared closely into her cloudy eyes, and smiled cruelly: "Idiot! Do you think I would not think of leaving a few of my people in other empires? I want to

If you want to know some things, you naturally have your own way. Is it your turn as a humble slave to threaten me?"

"You...you lied...to me..." Zina's face turned pale, and bright red blood flowed from her lips.

"If I want to play tricks on others, do I need your consent?" Moyuan Haoze blinked innocently, "To be honest, if you tell me everything obediently, I will save a little effort.

, maybe if I am happy, I can spare your life! But who dares you to make conditions with me without knowing your life or death? What you said, I only tell you two words: delusion!"

"Your Majesty... have mercy on me... I was wrong, I'll tell you everything..." Zina rolled her eyes and breathed hard.

"Tsk, that's unfortunate. You want to say it, but I'm not that interested anymore!" Moyuan Haoze violently exerted force on his hand.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a crisp "click" sound from his hand.

Zina's head suddenly dropped weakly, her two bloodshot and swollen eyes wide open, staring blankly into the air.

Moyuan Haoze let go of his hands, raised his legs and kicked the corpse aside, then swayed leisurely to the high step, and carefully washed his hands.

His tone was as natural as if he were chatting, and he said to Zhanfeng: "Throw it away in the back! Although it's just skin and bones, maybe my baby likes it a little chewy, don't you think?"

Zhan Feng smiled and said: "Yes, Your Majesty!"

After dragging the corpses on the ground out like animals, the hall suddenly became quiet.

Moyuan Haoze sat on the bed. After a while, he suddenly reached under the soft pillow made of rabbit fur. After touching it for a while, he pulled out half a palm-length bloody vine from underneath.

The vines remained fresh after many days, but there were uneven burn marks on them.

He lowered his eyes, staring at the vine in his hand with an unclear expression, and whispered softly: "Jiuyou... Feng Xi... Haha, interesting..."



"High Priest, it's time to open the kiln!" Yuan Jie looked at the sun that had moved to the middle of the sky.

"Okay! Let's cease fire! The temperature is so high, you all should be careful later!" Mo Qian said.

It is easy to put the pottery in, but difficult to take it out.

The temperature is really too high. Even though their beasts are strong and have rough skin and thick flesh, they cannot withstand the high temperature!

So I can only wait until it is almost dry before taking it out.

When the temperature had almost dropped, Yuan Jie and his team went forward and opened the kiln.

As soon as it was opened, a billowing wave of heat hit your face. After you got used to it, you began to take out the pottery that was fired inside.

The pottery was delivered one after another. Sure enough, after controlling the heat and time, most of them were fired in good condition. Only a few were damaged, but they did not hinder their use.

The off-white pottery is round and delicate, with a plain and smooth surface, and the patterns engraved on it are even more unique.

Yuan Qi raised his fingers and pressed the button gently, making a smooth and rich sound.

With ecstasy in his eyes, he stretched out his hand and touched it gently. It was smooth and delicate: "It's great! It's really burned!"

"It's really burning!..."

"Look, this is the pattern I drew..."

"It feels so good to touch, so slippery..."

Everyone held the pottery carefully and discussed it in a flurry of words, their words full of excitement.

"Ha..." Chi Yan looked at their ecstatic expressions and laughed.

It's just an ordinary pottery, are you so happy?

If you see the divine weapon refined by the Lord, wouldn't your eyes fall out?

"Why is the envoy unhappy?" Mo Qian walked to her side.

Chi Yan glanced at him and said angrily: "How do you see that I am unhappy?"

Mo Qian smiled softly in a low voice: "With all due respect, Lord God Envoy has always looked... not very happy..."

"..."

"I don't know what it means!" Chi Yan dropped these four words and left gracefully.

Mo Qian opened his thin lips and smiled helplessly: "The temper... is so strong..."


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