Chapter 113: The Rules of the Corpse Clan

As soon as these words came out, what greeted Yuan Kun was naturally the rejection of the two of them in unison.

After Yuan Kun saw it, he seemed to be a little unhappy.

He opened his mouth half-threatening and half-seducing: "Hey, you two don't know what to do, my corpse clan has such a noble bloodline, how many people have broken their heads and want to join......

"Hey, hey, what do you mean by these disgusted expressions...... Don't go, I'm not done yet!" As he spoke, Yuan Kun didn't go looking for any Angel City, and walked back to the two of them.

"Seriously, do you want to think about it again, the bloodline of my corpse clan is extremely noble, I think you two are just right, you should be born to be a member of my corpse clan!"

Seeing that the two of them were holding branches and pulling firewood and ignoring themselves, Yuan Kun felt bored, he frowned, and stood up suddenly.

"Okay, let me tell you, the rules of my corpse clan can't be broken, at least one of the two of you must join my corpse clan today!" Yuan Kun said viciously.

Hearing this, the Writing Department and Ning Er glanced at each other, and then pointed at each other in unison.

Yuan Kun immediately seemed to be convinced: "Two, you can do it, you can't let me break the rules of the corpse clan, I have no money to save this trip." ”

"It's impossible for us to join the corpse clan, so save it. The writing department glanced at Ning Er, and then said impatiently to Yuan Kun.

Yuan Kun was huffing and puffing, pinching his waist with both hands.

After a while, he pretended to regress and said, "Otherwise, since neither of you are willing, then you can help me catch a willing one back, right?"

"Big brother, if you have something to do, you can go and get busy first, don't make noise here, this barren mountain and wilderness, where can I arrest someone for you." The writing department said with great difficulty.

Hearing this, Yuan Kun touched his chin and nodded, thinking that it made sense.

Then, he said thoughtfully: "Is this good, you make a note, after the birth of your first child, you must join my corpse clan, and after I die, inherit my corpse king!"

As soon as these words came out, the writing department was almost choked by his own saliva, and he coughed while saying, "It's still the first child, how many children do you want us to have?"

At this time, Ning'er, who had been silent for a long time, also opened her mouth and refused to Chong Yuankun: "Don't, I don't want our baby to join any corpse clan, people like you are not ghosts, they are ugly." ”

"Who are you ugly!" said Yuan Kun, who was about to step forward angrily.

However, before he could take action, the writing department took over the conversation and reminded Ning'er: "Eldest sister, you have the wrong focus." ”

Hearing this, Ning Er looked at the writing department, and just wanted to open her mouth to refute, but then she suddenly realized, and her face turned red in an instant.

She pointed to the writing department with one hand, and said angrily: "I don't want to be a baby with such an ugly person!"

"I'm ......"

After arguing for a long time, the three of them couldn't come up with a reason for joining the corpse clan, so they simply stopped talking about it in the end, and talked to themselves.

Until Yuan Kun left, he also shouted and instructed: "Don't forget, you two as soon as possible, remember to owe me personally, you must pay it back, you can't forget it......"

Finally sent the plague god away with a little trick, and the writing department looked at his departing back, shook his head helplessly and sighed.

"Why do you want to make a note and ask for my consent?" As soon as Yuan Kun left, Ning Er was very serious and said angrily to the writing department.

Hearing this, the writing department was almost angry and vomited blood: "I said what are you more energetic, if you don't make a statement, can he spare us? Seeing him like that, I hate to let the two of us have one now." ”

Ning'er pouted, looking unhappy: "My father has taught me since I was a child, and what I promised must be done." ”

"Come on, then?"

"Get out of here!"

"Hehe, now I think of your father, so listen to your father, don't run out if you have nothing to do. ”

"I ...... Hmph!" Ning Er wanted to refute, but had nothing to say.

The person in front of him is noisy, noisy, scolding, scolding, beating, beating, and beating......

While thinking about it, Ning Er felt very aggrieved in her heart, and cried again.

Seeing this, the writing department rolled its eyes helplessly, and was too lazy to coax, so it turned around and left.

Ning Er's crying stopped abruptly, she didn't expect this man to be so cold-blooded, and she cried so pitifully, and she didn't say anything to coax her.

"Hey, you...... Where are you going?" Ning'er shouted with tears in her eyes.

The writing department walked forward without looking back: "Find a way to go to Xuefang, and I don't look at the current situation, so I can't just stay here." ”

Hearing this, Ning Er sobbed pitifully: "I...... I don't want to go ......."

"Ouch, my boss, now is not the time for you to be willful, your family Shui Lao and Canglin are waiting for you in the snow fang, you don't want to go, is it appropriate?"

"Brother Writing Branch...... I want to go home, I miss my father, can you send me back?" Ning'er pleaded weakly, helplessly and pitifully.

In the end, the writing department was still no match for this little girl's coquettishness, and promised to send her home first, and then go to Xuefang to tell Shui Lao and Canglin.

"Let's go, where is your home?"

"Hmm...... Do you know about aquariums?"

!!!

As soon as these words came out, the Writing Department was stunned for a while, he stared at Ning'er for a long time, and asked, "What did you say...... But the water tribe, one of the eight great families of antiquity?"

Ning'er nodded and said weakly: "Well, my father originally said...... ...... who can't reveal their identity on the outside"

After receiving Ning Er's affirmative reply, the writing department flashed with a cold light in his eyes, and continued to ask, "So, you are the princess of the water tribe?"

"Hmm. Ning Er nodded again and said yes, after all, there was only one person in the writing department at this time, and he had a request for him, so he simply stopped hiding it.

The scene fell silent for a while, and both of them were silent......

After the Writing Department learned Ning'er's true identity, the memories of her childhood seemed to be reawakened, and the unbearable past came back to her heart.

In the fragments of memory in his mind, scenes whistled by, a little boy was bullied by his friends and pointed at by the adults around him......

The last picture is a maple leaf that was originally full of life, but gradually fell into decay and became dilapidated......

Seeing that the mood of the writing department was not quite right, Ning Er stepped forward cautiously, pulled his sleeve and said, "You...... What's wrong with you, are you alright?"

Ning Er's words pulled the text department back to reality from her thoughts, and replied coldly: "It's okay." ”

Then there was no more communication, and he walked straight forward.

Seeing this, Ning Er hurriedly followed, and the figures of the two disappeared into the dense forest......