Lying on a boulder, Neven Moore experienced the warm atmosphere.

His clansman Sean also closed his eyes and recuperated, and in a few days, he let Sean get in touch with the greatest mystery of their Shadow Clan, and he recognized this clan.

It's just that I don't know why.

The more Nyvon Moore looked at Sean, the more he felt a throbbing sensation in his heart, which was neither scientific nor magical. This is a heart-warming feeling, why do you suddenly have thoughts about your own people, this is very dangerous.

Sean sat still, pondering the knowledge that the dumplings had given him back.

It's just that the purple ball named Trixi, surrounded by resentment. Sean never understood why she was so angry, could it be that Sean watched her love story with Nyvon Moore as a third party, and such a trivial matter made Sean offend her?

Sure enough, a woman's heart, men and boys can't guess it. It's just a matter of not giving Sean the knowledge that he can improve himself, no matter how Shaun communicates with her, it just amplifies her anger towards Sean.

Communication was fruitless, and Sean didn't know what her unfulfilled wish was, nor what the source of her resentment was.

The little red tuanzi on the side is trying to find a sense of existence, and her wish is simple.

Since Sean has decided that the future path is to practice Wei Yide's body first, and then use the rest of the time to learn the dragon language, and there is no need to dwell on the current things, it is said that this kind of soul faces the observation of the soul, and he feels a little cold, and the soul is piercing pain.

Say goodbye to the cyan dango - Oya, the dragon for whom Sean wants to fulfill his wish from the bottom of his heart, one day Sean will find Onyxia, hand over his body to Oya, and let her tell the words that have been buried for thousands of years to her face.

Seeing that Sean was about to wake up, the red little ball was a little lost, she thought that she was very capable, I don't know why Sean didn't want to see her, she stayed in the corner with a puff, she was very unhappy and wanted to be comforted.

"My people!"

Nerwin Moore couldn't take it anymore, and this strange feeling seriously troubled his mind.

So, Nevenmore solemnly said his doubts: "My people, I find that something is wrong, and when I look at you, I always have a thought in my heart that I want to be closer to you. ”

"Huh?!"

Sean didn't understand what Nervemoore meant, and Nyvenmore had to explain: "It's a heartbeat and throbbing feeling, and I've always had a voice in my heart that annoys me······"

Not sick, right? Sean looked at the dark-faced Nevon Moore, and couldn't understand what was going on, the one in front of him was Moore Neven, not Orfik, not the poet Kira, not even the terrible Sargeras believer - Arthurst, or even the real Nyvon Moore that scared Sean the most.

"Of course he'll look at you familiarly, because I'm in you!"

The voice of the purple dango came from the bottom of Sean's heart, Sean was surprised by this scene, the cold purple dango took the initiative to reply for the first time since that time.

What surprised Sean the most was that Purple Dango was actually able to talk to Shaun's Cindy like Cindy. Sean once took the initiative to ask Oya, but unfortunately Oyado used actions to express her meaning, instead of being able to speak so bluntly.

"What do you know about Moore Neven? How can you speak? ”

Sean asked, and the purple dango snorted as if angry.

Then Tricis proudly said, "I'll be like those guys?!" What do you think of me, what a small person, I'm Trixi! ”

"Isn't it a dumpling?" Sean couldn't help but speak out, he was also very curious, the shape of the soul turned out to be a ball, which was unscientific.

"You..."

Trixie gave Sean a blank look, and the purple glutinous rice ball opened two small holes at the top, flashing by. Sean's, purple is often not a color, when will it become a tsundere?!

"Do you think they know more about Nyvon Moore, or do I know better? I think you've seen everything you've changed. ”

"I've seen it." Sean's face did not change, and he was still a little panicked in his heart, after all, after seeing the whole process of other people's dog food, Sean couldn't say that it was really fragrant.

"I'm curious, did you end up dying at his hands? And isn't his name called Molnavin? ”

"Oh?! Interesting, doesn't that guy want to see anyone?! Ho ho ho ho · Let me tell you, boy. The guy out there named Moore Nevin is just a substitute, and he'll find you attractive to him, but you just smell of me. ”

Sean was in a hurry, and he didn't know the reason. Everything is my own guess, and I can't do it accurately. Trixi's words completely broke Sean's luck, Sean can endure the bumpy life, but he can't stand the people around him who have thoughts about him, which is dangerous,

Sean wants to make it clear to Moore Nevan, no, Nevon Moore that he's not Trixis, he's just Shaun.

"Patriarch !!" Sean said solemnly: "I'm not Trixi, please don't think anything about me, I'm Sean, the clan you identify, the gender is male, and the goal is to marry more than ten wives and live a salted fish-like life······"

Nevon Moore listened to every word of Sean, and he could understand it, but he didn't understand it very well.

"You want a wife?" Nyven Moore thought a little, he wasn't quite sure.

Sean nodded nervously, this matter is inevitable, and it will not be deviated by his young age.

"Ahem... We Shadow Clan don't need to reproduce like low-level creatures! ”

Nervemore said: "Also, I just feel that there is a feeling in you that I am familiar with, which makes my heart beat a little fast, rest assured, as the patriarch, I will not have too many thoughts." ”

Sean breathed a sigh of relief, if Nerwin Moore's Shadow Clan didn't need to multiply, how could there be a race, could it be that all this was just his fantasy? Sean looked at Nyvon Moore with pity, and sure enough, the split personality patient was very pitiful.

Nyvon Moore, who was confused, simply didn't think much about it, his own people were good at everything, that is, the meaning of the expression, and he always couldn't understand it.

"My people!" Neven Moore said, "These days, you have to cultivate your spirit, and I will teach you, the most powerful mystery of the Shadow Clan. ”

"Mystery?" Sean was puzzled, what is mystery, he is not from the Shadow Clan, he is a complete human being.

"That's right, although the Shadow Clan cannot be born from the reproduction of everything, it can still find relevant clansmen in the world, and I, as the patriarch, have the obligation to teach the mysteries of the clan to my clansmen. After cultivating the spirit and learning the mysteries, the strength of the clansmen will take a big leap. ”

"Okay!" Sean immediately replied, "Patriarch, I have learned this mystery!! ”

"It's worthy of my clan, and I want this kind of momentum."

Nyvon Moore looked at Sean with satisfaction, and looked forward to the upcoming day of teaching.

Sophie woke up, and when she saw Sean, she meowed and ran over.

Running Sophie, Sean intimately bumps into Sophie.

After a moment of intimacy, Sophie opened her belly and looked at Sean pitifully, expecting to beg for a small dried fish to eat.

Perhaps forgetting about hunger, Sean's stomach rang with it, and at the same time, the ogre's belly thundered.

Didn't you just eat this thing, and you were hungry so soon?

As a last resort, in order to fill himself and Sophie, Sean asks Nyven Moore if he still has food to store.

Nervemore shook his head, saying that he didn't have to eat food anymore, and that he couldn't do anything about it.

The huge palace of white bones appeared with a loud sound.

Maybe it was the last time, when I came in a low-key way, and all I saw was a sleeping Nevon Moore, but this time, in the distance, a noisy voice came.

The Bone Servants, stopped the Bone Giant Elephant pulling the palace, and the woman came down.

Sean clutched his waist, and the pain came faintly, why did this woman who stabbed his waist come again?! Since the waist was stabbed, it does not affect the function, why does it make Sean's white and tender skin turn African, you must know that Sean's only god of faith is the Emperor of Europe! With such a complexion, how can he still be a believer of the European Emperor.

"Nyvon Moore, I've finally seen you this time."

Licking his red lips, he looked at the Sean woman he saw last time and said charmingly, "Yo, your little clan is more and more like you, at least the skin is similar." ”

Sure enough, it's your pot, Sean shouted in his heart, we are not Africans, but we were turned into black by an unscrupulous woman, and since then bad luck has always accompanied me, but smuggling cannot be saved. I, Sean pleads, the god of the Emperor of Europe will come down to your divine punishment, hurry up and kill this woman.

"Here you are, Queen." Neven Moore said calmly, maybe in front of him, there is no difference between a woman and a man, anyway, he is a patriarch who can't reproduce.

So, what about your answer? Are you coming to my palace this time? ”

"Uh······" Nyvon Moore thought for three seconds, well, less than three seconds, "No." ”

"It's a shame that I prepared delicious food and wine in vain."

With that, the woman motioned for the servants to prepare to return.

"Wait······" Nevon Moore watched Sean touch his belly, Sophie's eyes lit up, and the ogre sound thundered.

Sighing, "Let's go, let's go to your palace." ”

"What a joy!"

The White-Bone Servants bent their knees and greeted the group.