Tian Yuan gave an order to Rong Yi, who came in, and then took Ning Yueling out of the venue.

Shang Rong listened to Tian Yuan's instructions to Rong Yi, and watched Tian Yuan hold Ning Yueling out of his sight, the wine glass, in his hand, cracked little by little, and became the object of his anger, with a crisp sound, cracked, and the wine in the cup wet his palm.

"King?" Rong Yi frowned and looked at the glass shards in the palm of Shang Rong's hand, the red blood mixed with the color of red wine, it still looked a little clear, how uncomfortable the pain of alcohol through the wound to stimulate the nervous system, Rong Yi felt a tingling scalp when he thought about it.

"With this good wife, naturally I can't let her down, do what she says, if I don't agree for a day, this woman can't die for a day, send her back to Shangmen first!" Shang Rong lowered his eyes and looked at the palm of his hand, his face did not change, and he directly pulled out the fragments, and the blood flowed out quickly along the wound, and he just tightened his fist and let the blood drip on the ground along the palm prints.

As Rong Yi, who has watched Shang Rong to Tian Yuan for thirteen years, at this moment, he feels sorry for his king, how difficult is it to fall in love with a woman who has no intention of him, or even a woman who is ruthless? Therefore, he looked at the woman who had been lifted up and sent to the back room for treatment, and he hoped that this woman, who was very similar to Tian Yuan, could replace Tian Yuan's position in Shang Rong's heart.

It's just a pity, it seems that this woman is also a tough personality like Tian Yuan is difficult to control.

The Al tribe, the most comfortable thing for Tian Yuan to see, is probably this starry sky, shining reflection, indicating that tomorrow will be a good weather, if it is not filled with the cries of men and women with sharp fear, Tian Yuan may be able to calm down and enjoy it for a while.

The fire was burning more vigorously at the moment than before she entered the house, and the air was filled with a burning smell, which came in bursts, making Tian Yuan couldn't help retching.

"Let's go inside, the sacrifice has already begun." Ning Yueling looked at Tian Yuan worriedly, seeing that the people of the Al tribe around her were so excited, Ning Yueling guessed that the sacrifice had already begun.

"You're the queen of Shangmen?"

Behind him, a woman with a little immature voice suddenly appeared, the woman's skin was very dark, belonging to African, with twisted hair draped over her shoulders, gestures, and all kinds of amorous, I have to say, this is a stunner among blacks.

"Who are you?" Tian Yuan glanced at the woman who came over lightly, and only after a closer look did she find that the woman's age should be very young, no more than eighteen years old, but seeing the woman's gorgeous clothes and posture, Tian Yuan guessed and asked, "Are you the lord's daughter?" ”

The woman sneered at Tian Yuan's speculation and shook her head, "I am the fourth lady of the lord, but people who don't know the way of the lord will indeed think so, after all, the eldest daughter of the lord is two years older than me, and I am sixteen years old this year." However, I have been a lord's woman since I was fourteen years old, and I am his favorite trophy. ”

Tian Yuan knew that the so-called spoils of war were actually a captive, but a captive who was lucky to survive.

In these small tribes, a fourteen-year-old woman is already a mature woman, but Tian Yuan still can't help but feel cold and sleep with a woman younger than her daughter, doesn't this Lord of Al feel guilty? Let her daughter call a woman younger than her to call her mommy? What a fun thing!