"Let Wang see a smile."

Jiang Yaoxi apologized helplessly.

These people have just been born, and they are curious about everything.

The king is the lord of the Xu Kingdom, and he is also the master of the Nuwa tribe.

These newly-born Nuwa people were originally the most curious, and in the face of the supreme king, they couldn't suppress the impulse in their hearts and wanted to find out.

In fact, Jiang Yaoxi was also quite curious........

What race is Wang, and what is the difference between him and the Nuwa tribe?

If the king and the Nuwa clan are combined, can they give birth to stronger offspring?

But she is not one of those immature little girls, frizzy and unreserved.

Hmph, as the god of life of the Nuwa tribe and a mature Nuwa people, she has a complete plan.

For example, leave a deep and beautiful impression on Yang Xu first!

Just like this time, it not only showed his ability, but also showed the strength of the Nuwa tribe, ensuring the status of the Nuwa tribe in the Xu Kingdom.

Afterwards.......

The corners of Jiang Yaoxi's pink lips like cherries curled slightly, and her smile became more and more holy, like a virgin who cannot be blasphemed.

Yang Xu tidied up his messy clothes, and was quite helpless about these Nuwa people who were too lively, and said with a smile: "That's it." ”

He doesn't have to deal with a bunch of curious kids.

Although from a physical point of view, they are very mature.

Very mature.

But the personality is mostly the same as that of children.

"But you have to pay attention to it later."

"You can't do that in public."

Yang Xu's voice changed, and he said to the poor Nuwa people with a solemn expression.

Coming to the wilderness for nearly five years, although he has seen it very openly.

I don't hate the enthusiastic and lively Nuwa people.

But as a king, the lord of a country, you still have to pay attention to your image. Being surrounded by a group of beautiful girls in front of the crowd and touching around really affected the image of the king.

"喏~~"

The people of the Nuwa tribe should be respectful.

But their pretty faces were full of disappointment, as if they were disappointed that they could not study the difference between Wang and Nuwa.

"Wang, isn't it okay not to be in front of the public?"

Suddenly, someone opened their minds and put forward a different perspective from a unique perspective.

"Wow, my sister is so smart, the king only said that he can't be in public, but he shouldn't be able to be in public."

"Hee-hee, I see."

The Nuwa people who were still lost just now became lively again, and their eyes lit up one by one, and they couldn't wait to arrest Yang Xu immediately to study it, and Yang Xu couldn't cry or laugh when they saw it.

He interrupted the discussion of the Nuwa people and warned with a straight face: "Not when there is no one. ”

"Oh~~~"

The Nuwa people sighed in frustration.

Yang Xu shook his head amusedly.

This contact made Yang Xu realize the difference between the Nuwa people for the first time.

A bunch of curious guys.

He even somewhat understood why the ancestor of the Nuwa clan would think of transplanting the bones of the thunder beast into other creatures.

Maybe it's just curiosity!

Maybe it's even just fun, right?

Thinking of this, Yang Xu's gaze at Jiang Yaoxi became more and more gentle, and he became more and more satisfied.

Fortunately, the newly born Nuwa tribe is not all unreliable children, but also mature and reliable goddesses.

In order to prevent these overly lively Nuwa people from continuing to do things that affect Wang's image, Yang Xu told Jiang Yaoxi to take them to the camp to rest, and prepare their houses by the way.

Because of the unique requirements of the Nuwa for their houses, their dwellings had to be built by themselves.

Not long after the tribesmen of the Nuwa tribe left, Qingqiu Ziyue and the others came here.

Facing Yang Xu's call, Qingqiu Ziyue was extremely excited.

It's almost written on the beautiful face: Ziyue is amazing, although the king tells the people, they can't wait.

Yunxiao and Pei Yao were exceptionally calm.

Yunxiao didn't say a word.

Pei Yao greeted gently.

When the three of them came here, Yang Xu directly stated the purpose of summoning them.

I heard that it is to purify one's own bloodline and strengthen one's strength.

Qingqiu Ziyue was the first to jump.

Her eyes lit up, two red glows appeared on her face, she raised her slender arms high, and shouted in a jumping and jumping cheer: "I, me, I, Wang, quickly help Ziyue purify her bloodline, Ziyue is going to become super super powerful." ”

"Hehe, there will be no monster to bully the king in the future."

Yunxiao was still indifferent, but his eyes bloomed with an extraordinarily bright look.

He knelt on one knee, his right arm on his chest, and said in a hoarse and low voice, "Let my king command." ”

Pei Yao smiled gently, bowed down, and said happily: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your gift." ”

Yang Xu bowed slightly, and led the three of them to the secret room of the cave where the Nuwa clan was created.

He took out the bronze ancient book and opened the bloodline advancement.

A mysterious and holy blood light emanated from the ancient bronze books, enveloping the three of them like a bright moon. The three of them were groggy and had fallen asleep in no more than a moment. The bloodlight condensed, turning into a blood-colored cocoon that radiated a dense luster, like a blood-colored mist, enveloping them inside.

At this point, the ancient bronze books retracted their divine light and returned to peace.

And when the Asahi country was thriving and the situation was good, the temporary camp of the victims was already in turmoil.

The news brought by the radio was comforting to some people, but it also filled others with crisis and anxiety.

The rescue operation was in difficulty!

Keep it up!

Waiting for rescue!

However, when food and water are all insufficient, how can you persevere?

This is something that must be considered.

Drinking water is still easy, look for a creek nearby, or just boil the rainwater. But with only water, people can't hold on, and they have to have food.

Looking for fruit?

Of course not.

The neighborhood is full of vegetation that has never been seen before, and who knows what can be eaten and which will kill people.

No one wants to be a Shennong, and no one wants to try.

Even if you don't get poisoned, it's a desert island, there are no doctors, no medicines, and getting sick is a very fatal thing.

Hunting beasts?

Naturally, it can't be.

It's too dangerous.

It's better to hunt humans and plunder resources!

In times of turmoil, morality and law collapse, and some turn their murderous gaze on weaker companions.

For example, the yellow race, which is a small number of victims!

Beach, makeshift camp.

A brown-skinned Tianzhu man with a look of ecstasy on his face ran towards a simple tent by the sea.

He had not yet reached the tent before he could help but shout loudly.

"Master, master, good news, there is news of the rescue team."

In front of the tent sat a Tianzhu man with a Western face, black hair, and brown eyes.

His name is Vegal Rava Stottan.

A seemingly ordinary, but not ordinary Tianzhu person.

His father is a very powerful underworld boss.

In the name of God, he does many evils.

Human trafficking, robbery and murder, all kinds of evil.

Born in such an environment, Vegal learned his father's ruthlessness and arrogance.

His eyes turned slightly, and his deep eyes were like a lone wolf, giving people a strong sense of oppression, as if he had been targeted by a fierce beast. As his father said, he was the son of a wolf, a hunter by nature, destined to dominate the side on his white bones.

Inherit his father's power and position.

In the face of Vegal's gaze, cold sweat flowed from the forehead of the servant who hurriedly ran.

He threw himself on his knees in front of Vegal, trembling and reaching out to stroke Vegal's heels, then touching his head as a sign of respect. This is the traditional etiquette of Tianzhu to show their respect and awe for each other.

It is usually the juniors who make this great gift to their elders, servants to their masters, or to those who are highly respected.

After the visit, the servant told Vegal what he had heard before.

After speaking, he said happily: "Master, we can finally go back." ”

"Thank you Shiva, thank the gods, it is their will that guards the Great Master."

Vegal didn't speak, just stared at the cheering crowd on the beach, like a hungry wolf staring at its prey.

Because that's not good news!

At least for him, the news was terrible.

Wait?

The food is running out, how can you wait?

Vegal shook his neck, his neck bones crackling.

He withdrew his gaze from the cheering crowd and said coldly, "Go and call them all." ”