"Mmm, this sleep is so comfortable!"
Zhou Yuan slowly stood up.
As if he had slept for too long, Zhou Yuan lost his balance. Just as he got up, he fell down again, causing a series of sounds.
"Hmm?"
Xuan Ming, who was sitting in a daze, heard the voice and looked in the direction of the voice. He happened to see Zhou Yuan standing up.
"Ya, little guy, you're awake!"
Xuan Ming's eyes lit up as he hurriedly ran to Zhou Yuan's side and picked him up.
Zhou Yuan, who had yet to regain his senses, was dumbfounded.
"What's going on?"
Zhou Yuan was stunned.
He shook his head and gradually woke up.
"Little fellow, little sister Houtu went to the Purple Cloud Palace to listen to the Dao.
It's Dao Ancestor Hongjun's dojo. It's very dangerous to pass through the chaos in the middle. During this period of time, you'll be with me.”
Xuan Ming knew that Zhou Yuan could understand him, so he explained to Zhou Yuan.
After hearing Xuan Ming's explanation, Zhou Yuan's eyes revealed a look of understanding.
Suddenly, Zhou Yuan felt an emptiness in his stomach.
Zhou Yuan looked at Xuan Ming, patted his stomach, and opened his mouth.
Xuan Ming looked at the little fellow in his hand and immediately understood what it meant.
"Little guy, are you hungry?"
Zhou Yuan nodded.
He did not know how long he had slept, but Zhou Yuan was sure that the spiritual fruits he had eaten before had been digested.
Seeing Zhou Yuan nod his head, Xuan Ming smiled happily.
"Little guy, we have quite a tacit understanding.”
Xuan Ming's eyes turned, and a crafty glint flashed across his eyes.
"I knew you would be hungry after you woke up.
Let me tell you a secret that I discovered some time ago.
Our big brother, who is your uncle, Emperor Jiang, looks like a big and burly guy, but he actually likes to drink beast milk.
That time when I went to do something, I happened to see that he had secretly hidden a lot of beast milk in the desolate beast mountain range, and they were all the milk of top-grade spirit beasts.
These are all top-grade items refined from spirit beasts. They're extremely good for your body. You're growing now, so drinking them will definitely be beneficial!”
"Yes, a little fellow of your age should indeed be at the age of drinking milk.”
Xuan Ming rubbed his chin and said seriously.
When Zhou Yuan heard Houtu's words, especially when he heard the words " supreme-grade beast milk," he almost opened his mouth to speak.
Top-grade beast milk was refined from the milk of many types of spirit beasts.
Who could withstand this?
He was still a child!
Although Emperor Jiang had never seen him before, he knew his name. He was one of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery. It would be a waste for him to drink so much milk. It was better to eliminate him himself.
Zhou Yuan, who was in Xuan Ming's arms, nodded frantically.
The shaman and beast exchanged a smile.
The plan worked.
Voodoo Race, Dijiang Tribe.
In the central hall sat a burly middle-aged man with a dignified expression. He was none other than Emperor Jiang, the leader of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
As the head of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, Emperor Jiang was busier than the other Ancestors of Sorcery.
He spent almost all his time thinking about the Witch Tribe, big and small.
Fortunately, this was the Wilderness. Everyone was not ordinary and there was no risk of hair loss.
Otherwise, with how busy Emperor Jiang was, hair loss was a sure thing.
But even so, Emperor Jiang was still very busy.
The Demon Tribe harassed the Sorcerer Tribe too frequently. From time to time, he would have to bring the Sorcerer Tribe's men to kill them.
Because of this, he was also stained with a lot of karma.
This matter made him a little frustrated.
Karma weighed down on them. Even if the Sorcerer Tribe did not cultivate their Essence Soul, they would still have a hard time.
However, how could such a product of the Heavenly Dao laws be so easily removed?
Emperor Jiang had a headache.
"Big brother, I'm here to see you."
Emperor Jiang was lost in his thoughts when a voice suddenly came from outside the hall.
Behind the table, Emperor Jiang raised his head, his eyes filled with doubt.
"Xuan Ming, why isn't she guarding her own tribe?”
Emperor Jiang was puzzled.
Before Emperor Jiang could figure out what was going on, Xuan Ming had already carried Zhou Yuan into the hall.
"Big brother, long time no see. I miss big brother very much.”
Xuan Ming pushed the door open and entered.
Emperor Jiang seemed to have gotten used to this. He took the opportunity when Xuan Ming came to disturb him and prepared to drink some tea.
"Cut the crap. What's the matter?”
He knew his own business. If Houtu said that she missed him, he would believe it.
However, with Xuan Ming's fierce personality, how could she be so meticulous?
Di Jiang would never believe it.
After taking a sip of tea, Emperor Jiang looked at Xuan Ming calmly, waiting for his reply.
Xuan Ming didn't feel embarrassed when his thoughts were exposed.
"Hehe, big brother, it's true this time. My little sister and I recently raised a little beast.
" Hey, it's this little guy. He hasn't been weaned yet. Don't you have a lot of beast milk stored? Give some to this little guy."”
"Pfft!"
Before he could even swallow his tea, Emperor Jiangyi spat it out again when he heard Xuan Ming's words.
"Cough cough, you, what nonsense are you talking about! Who said that? How could I have something like beast milk here!”
Emperor Jiang was nervous, and the awkwardness on his face was visible to the naked eye.
"Big brother, don't hide it from me. I..."
Xuan Ming wanted to continue, but before he could finish, Emperor Jiang interrupted him.
"Don't talk nonsense. I never had any beast milk here. Why would I drink that kind of thing?”
As if to divert Xuan Ming's attention, Emperor Jiang looked at the small beast in Xuan Ming's hand.
"Where did you find this little demonic beast?
Hurry up and send them out. The situation of the Sorcerer and Demon Tribes is tense now.
Some time ago, Emperor Jun and Taiyi had just established the Heavenly Court of the Demon Tribe and called themselves the Heavenly Emperor and the Eastern Emperor.
His ambition is obvious. Now, he is targeting our Sorcerer Tribe in every way.
During this period of time, it was better not to bring back any unknown monster race immortal spirit.”
Xuan Ming pursed his lips when he heard this. He did not take Emperor Jiang's words to heart and muttered.
"The little guy is not a demon, he is a lucky star!”
Although Xuan Ming's voice was soft, Emperor Jiang still heard it.
Looking at the little fellow in Xuan Ming's arms, Emperor Jiang felt a little more courageous.
When he saw Zhou Yuan in Xuan Ming's arms, Emperor Jiang was so angry that he laughed.
"Just this? Lucky star?
If it's really a lucky star, show it to me. If it's really me, don't say it's me."
"Cough cough, I don't have any beast milk, but if it's really a lucky star, I can ask the Sorcerer Tribe to find it for him.”
Halfway through his sentence, Emperor Jiang hurriedly stopped and stopped talking.
Yes, he almost let it slip.
Xuan Ming wanted to say something, but he didn't have any more spirit fruits. He also saw that Emperor Jiang seemed a little angry, so he decided not to ask for a snub.
He pursed his lips and left the hall with Zhou Yuan.
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