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Chapter 357 - The Mysterious NV -

?“ Brother Ron, come over here......" Xiaoyudian said loudly with a wave of her little hand. (The fastest update speed is on the Aishang Novel Network biquge.info)

In the Orc Imperial Capital, a two-story mansion with a courtyard towers over, which is a special experience for Ron as the Golden Family of the Orc Empire.

Although Ron was not short of money, he couldn't refuse to send something to Mén, and Ron himself needed a place to live, so he couldn't live in a hotel for the rest of his life, so he accepted it.

With money, a big house, and a few shìnv by his side, Ron is living what he thinks is an aristocratic life.

However, he did not feel happy at all, on the contrary, he felt distressed, and what distressed him the most was the endless entertainment of the orc royal family, going to all kinds of banquets.

Orcs are also good at drinking, and they must drink every banquet, and now he comes back drunk almost every day, for more than ten days in a row, and he doesn't even have time to cultivate.

No, now I'm going to socialize again.

In the luxurious big room, in addition to the light rain for a long time, Moran and Basara are also here, and they are busy helping Ron change clothes.

At this time, Ron protested dissatisfiedly, "Don't you need to change this dress, I only wore it at noon today, and now I want to change it again?"

At this moment, Ron was wearing a wide white sè burqa, the burqa was painted with various strange huā patterns, and the shoulders were a máo velvet collar, which was said to be the precious traditional clothing of the orc clan, and it looked like an orc from a distance, but with his thin face and the thin figure of a human, this burqa looked nondescript on him.

"Of course this is wanted, the host of tonight's banquet is the boss of the Orc Emperor's ** side - the old marshal of the war style, with a high status and great power, although he has retired, but he is also a person who stamped his feet in the orc empire, and there will be many dignitaries attending at that time, how can he do it without a big point?"

Moran chattered inappropriately emphasizing the strictness of the banquet as he carefully helped Ron sort out the complicated dress and various accessories.

After the Shaoqiang competition, Moran did not return to the Thornhuā tribe for the time being, but lived in Ron's mansion, saying that he was taking care of his life, in essence, taking him around to socialize, and getting to know some powerful figures in the orc empire.

Ron could only sigh faintly and stop talking, in fact, he didn't like this kind of life very much, he didn't drink well, and he hated socializing even more, if he could make an appointment, he would rather practice quietly in the wild alone, bitter is bitter, but he can exercise his mind.

Different from the clothing of orc civilians, this traditional costume of the golden family is extremely complicated and difficult to wear, and the three of them have been wearing it for a long time before they are good, looking at Ron who is wearing traditional clothes with a depressed face, Basara and Xiaoyudian almost smiled and bent over.

Moran tilted his head and looked at it carefully for a while, then smiled with satisfaction and said, "Heh, that's almost it, look! how handsome ......"

As he spoke, he took Ron's hand and spun around, looking helpless, Ron couldn't help but laugh.

"Nòng, let's go!" Ron said with a sigh of speechlessness, thinking that he was going to get drunk again today, and he should drink less.

Ron, Moran, Basara, and Little Dot, a total of five people, walked downstairs, and in the courtyard downstairs there was already a carriage waiting, and the five of them got into the carriage and walked away.

In the spacious hall, a lavish banquet was being held, and the long square tables were piled with food and drink, and countless young and beautiful human beings were shuttling among them, and all the guests were drinking blushing and hot.

This kind of banquet was first popular in the Human Empire, and then carried forward in the Orc Empire, and large and small banquets have become a part of the daily life of the orc high-level.

When Ron, Moran and the others were now in the banquet hall, there were already many guests gathered at the banquet.

Most of them are military dignitaries, and every move is full of the taste of soldiers, compared with the annual team of the Human Empire, the orc army is much stronger, and in the Orc Empire, the army has a special status.

Basara, Little Raindrop, and Kaye also appear at the banquet as shì people, and they also dress up in festive attire. "See, that's accurate?" asked an out-of-town orc general who didn't know Ron, and asked in a low voice.

"You don't even know about him, hehe, he's the junior champion, his name is Ron......" the other explained.

"How is it possible to be the champion of the Young Strong Competition? Hasn't the Young Strong Race always been the world of the Warcraft clan? How can he be the champion? And a human being?"

"Hehe, he is indeed the champion of the Young Strong Competition, and many powerful demonic beasts have fallen into his hands......" the other orc said with a smile.

"I see!" the orc general was in awe when he heard this.

Ron and Moran attracted everyone's attention as soon as they appeared in the banquet hall, and they were more interested in Ron's status as the champion of the Young Championship than the status of the Golden Family.

"Ron, this is the old marshal of Warwind......" Moran smiled and bowed with grace, her every move was full of elegance, and she pulled an old orc to introduce Ron.

"Hehe, it turns out that you are Ron, when we first met, you are really a young hero, you can win the championship of the Young Champions, but you can't list, the future is unlimited......" The old marshal of the war wind smiled kindly, touched the cup in his hand with Ron, and drank it all.

Ron also smiled, drank the wine like the old marshal, and then quietly held the old marshal, the old marshal's body stood straight, and a unique temperament of an iron-blooded soldier emanated from his body.

"Sanctuary powerhouse?" Ron was shocked, but this old marshal was a deeply hidden figure.

Ron couldn't drink enough.A glass of wine went down.His pale face turned red.

The old marshal of the war wind had a fierce gaze, and when he saw Ron's embarrassment, he smiled and said with concern, "Young man, let's eat something for a while, don't drink so much wine......"

"Thank you, Marshal!" Ron cast a touching glance at the old Marshal of Warwind.

The old marshal of Zhanfeng laughed, "Young man, don't be so polite, come and ......sit at my house when you have time."

The old marshal sent out the invitation, he was full of admiration for Ron, and he knew better that it was not easy for a human to get ahead in the orc empire.

"He's a capable man!" said Lao Wang Shuai.

"Moran's nephew, you can accompany Ron well......" The old marshal smiled heartily, "Most of the people who came today are my old subordinates, my old man is nothing, you let Ron be closer to them, but remember one thing, don't let him drink too much......"

"Yes, Grandpa Zhanfeng......" Moran smiled sweetly and saluted.

The old marshal of Warwind smiled and walked away.

At this time, Ron shrugged his shoulders, "I said I wouldn't come, I don't feel out of place with the atmosphere here, I can't even drink alcohol, to be honest, I might as well stay in the house and practice......"

Moran smiled, "There is time for cultivation, but you are born in the Orc Empire, there are some people you have to know, you have the title of Young Strong Battle Champion on your head, most of them will give you a little face......

Ignoring Ron's protests, he pulled Ron to the other table.

Before they could come, several orc generals had already walked up and exchanged pleasantries with Moran, so that Ron had to drink a few more glasses.

......

Compared to the daytime, the night in Zuma City, the imperial capital of the Orc Empire, looked a little yīnsen, and under the dim light, a figure dressed in white walked slowly.

She wears a hood on her head, and her entire body is wrapped in clothes, so that people can't see her face, but judging from her figure, she should be a human NV.

She walked slowly into a tavern, a lowly tavern, the dim light reflecting the mercenaries' red drunken skull, mixed with the turbid and unpleasant smell of hún.

All of you are human mercenaries, and noble orcs would not come to such a place.

When this NV walked into the tavern, everyone in the tavern fell silent, and what it meant to be a single NV in the dark of night caused those human mercenaries to think badly.

Looking at the graceful figure in front of Pu Zi, although he couldn't see his face clearly, it also made the hearts of some mercenaries move stupidly.

The man walked in and looked around, hesitated, and walked straight to a group of mercenaries with more than a dozen people, all gathered around a table, and their faces were red and their ears were hot.

Seeing the human av coming, those mercenaries were looking at her with malicious eyes, and there was **luǒ in their eyes**.

At this time, one of the leading mercenaries stood up and sneered, "What can this beautiful NV do for you?"

As he spoke, he gave up the seat next to him and motioned for her to sit down.

The eyes of the surrounding human mercenaries lit up, and they boldly feasted on the perfect body of the NV in front of them.

"Inquire about something......" The NV's words were so calm that there was no trace of emotion, "The champion of the Orc Empire, where does Ron live?"

Mercenaries, look at me, I'll look at you, do it for a long time, in the middle of the night, this NV actually wants to find Ron, the champion of the Young Strong Battle, who is she?

When the mercenaries heard this, they suddenly realized that they were all know-it-all, and besides, Ron has been very hot lately, so there is no reason why he doesn't know.

"Oh, so you're looking for him...... "The mercenary at the head said with a smile, "Hehe, Ron won the Young Strength Tournament and is very appreciated by His Majesty the Beast Emperor, he is the pride of our human beings......"

"That's right...... His Majesty the Beast Emperor also gave a mansion, yo, it is to the west in front, and you will arrive at the ...... after three or four intersections."

"Very good!" the nvis sank for a moment, and then took it into the space bag, and then a large handful of gold spilled on the table, suddenly making a group of poor human mercenaries look straight in the eyes.

"It's a little bit of a thing, take it to a drink!" the nvon threw down coldly, turned and walked out of the mén.

"This ...... It's not a dream...... are you," the mercenary looked at the big pile of gold coins in his eyes, and he was stunned......

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