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    Zi Wang: "Master Siyan, are you awake?"

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Miss Young Master Yan?  Zhao Siyan was in a daze. How many years had he not heard this title?  And what kind of young master am I?  Zhao Siyan had never seen a gray-haired young master before.

    Zhao Siyan smiled bitterly and smoothed his hair, only to find that his white hair had turned black at some point.

    A warm bed and clean clothes.

    It only takes 21 days to form a habit, but Zhao Siyan has lived a humiliating life for fifteen years. This tragic lifestyle has long since wiped away Zhao Siyan's nobility. The former second prince has disappeared, and only the current couple is left.  Zhao Siyan was full of fear in a strange environment: "Who are you? Where are you? Where is my little cousin?"

    Zi Wang took out the food box and said, "My name is Zhao Zhong. You are in the young master's car now. Eat something first. The young master has wasted a lot of effort in order to heal the wounds of young master Siyan."

    Speaking of this, the Purple King thought of Zhao Yong. Zhao Yong saw that the young master had lost another drop of blood in order to heal Zhao Siyan, and he regretted it and was heartbroken.  I don¡¯t know if Zhao Yong really feels sorry for the young master, or because the young master can¡¯t give Zhao Yong a new body in the past month.

    "Healing?" As he said that, Zhao Siyan rolled up his sleeves and saw a pair of young, healthy, unscarred arms.  Zhao Siyan looked back and forth at his hands and hooked his fingers. His fingers, which had been dead for several years, could actually move. Zhao Siyan was happier that his hands could move than his hair turning black.

    It¡¯s a pity that the source of fighting spirit has been destroyed.  I can't force it anymore. My current body can live at least ten more years and raise Zi Zhuo.  "Chapter" Zi Wang said: "The young master said that young master Siyan's body has suffered too much in these years. The young master can only try his best to repair young master Siyan's meridians. There is still hope of advancing to the saint level."

    Zhao Siyan showed a very forced smile and said: "Little brother, you are joking, the source of fighting spirit has been destroyed. Then what hope is there to advance to the saint level?"

    "If the young master says it can be done, then it must be possible. Young Master Siyan still ate and rest early." The Purple King was very angry when Zhao Siyan questioned his young master, so he put down the food box and left.

    "Zhao Siyan doesn't like the Purple King either. He doesn't know why, but he doesn't like him.  And a little fearful.

    Zhao Siyan is indeed hungry. Compared with hunger, Zhao Siyan is more concerned about whether his martial arts skills can be restored.  In the early years, too much time was wasted on martial arts training due to intrigues, but the thunder fighting spirit inherited from the family is engraved in the bones, and the fighting spirit is gathered!

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    Zhao Siyan was overjoyed, while Zhao Sicheng sighed while holding the Ten Thousand Ghost Fan after the tribulation.  After the tribulation, the side of the Wangui fan with the word "Xiaoyao" written on it remained unchanged, but the side with the ink landscape painting turned into a picture of a lady.  In the painting is a very coquettish beauty. The beauty is in graceful dancing postures and sometimes changes.

    Although he succeeded in overcoming the tribulation, the Ghost King was promoted to Heavenly Ghost but could not use it, but this was not the reason why Zhao Sicheng sighed.  The real reason is.  The two women, overflowing with motherly love, kept crying beside Zhao Sicheng.

    The sound outside was so loud, Mei Ji had heard it a long time ago. Although she knew that her master was powerful, the aura that destroyed the world when the thunderstorm just came really made Mei Ji feel frightened and nervous.

    Seeing Zhao Sicheng bringing Zhao Sicyan's family of three, Mei Ji asked: "Master, who are they?"

    Zhao Sicheng replied: "My cousin Siyan and my cousin-in-law, and my nephew Zizuo."

    Mei Ji has seen many young masters and young ladies from the Zhao family, but she has never seen anyone who looks like Zhao Siyan¡¯s family.

    Especially for a child like Zhao Zizhuo, who looks like a combination of a little carrot head and an African refugee, Mei Ji asked: "The master's cousin, cousin-in-law and nephew!? How come they look like this?"

    Zhao Sicheng was not free now, so he hurriedly said: "Zhao Sicheng is dying. I will tell you more in detail later."

    Zhao Sicheng laid down the formation and healed Zhao Siyan's injuries. After healing Zhao Siyan, he was very tired. When he came out, he saw a group of tearful beauties.

    Although Zhao Zizhuo was washed very clean and put on a clean set of clothes, he could still tell at a glance that he had a big head, a thin neck, a small body, and a protruding belly.

    Mei Ji, a master at the Nascent Soul Stage, was crying like a baby. She hugged Zhao Zizhuo and cried while cursing: "Damn orcs, they abuse my young nephew like this. He deserves to be cut into pieces"

    It would be fine if Meiji was alone and overflowing with motherly love, and she had to bring Shuang'er with her. As a result, Shuang'er was such an open-minded little girl. When she heard that a child as young as Zhao Zizhuo had suffered so much inhuman abuse in the Leopard Man tribe, Shuang'er also began to  shed tears.

    When the two women cried, a chain reaction instantly started. Zi Zhuo¡¯s mother Alan also cried, and so did the maids.

    Zhao Sicheng healed Zhao Siyang's wounds and was unhappy enough to see that his brother "Xiaoyao Demon Lord Traveling to Another World Chapter 382 An Invitation from the Temple of the Beast God" didn't have any good meat on his body.When I came out, I saw a group of women crying. Three women were equal to five hundred ducks, and 23 women were equal to thousands of ducks.

    Facts have proved that having more than 20 saint-level beauties crying at the same time is not a beautiful sight. Instead, Zhao Sicheng cried so hard that one of him had his head turned upside down.

    Shuang'er hugged Zi Zhuo's big head and said with tears in her eyes: "Third brother, Zi Zhuo is so pitiful"

    When Zi Zhuo saw Zhao Sicheng, he was so frightened that he went straight into Shuang'er's arms.  The first time Zhao Zizhuo saw Zhao Sicheng, Zhao Sicheng was killing the leopard man Wanju with four moves at a time. The second time he saw Zhao Sicheng, his murderous uncle stared at him with a "terrible" look. Zhao Zizhuo was almost scared to death at that time.

    "Wow" Zi Zhuo was frightened and cried by Zhao Sicheng's terrifying expression.

    Shuang'er quickly hugged and coaxed her: "Zizhuo, good boy, don't cry. Auntie will bring you some candy. Don't cry"

    Zhao Sicheng could only sigh on the side. Mei Ji and Shuang'er both liked children, but the "Xuan Tian Sha Dharma" practiced by Mei Ji made it difficult for Mei Ji to have offspring, and Shuang'er's health was not good, and she was even more infertile.  , woman!  Ye Xier urged her to have a grandson.

    "Master, there are many priests and shamans coming in front." Zhao Yong said in a very excited tone.

    There are not just a few gods on the surface in the human world. There are so many gods in this world. Each god must have a god-level pope. Counting the power of the temple alone, there are thousands of gods.

    No matter how many gods there are in the human world, they will not all appear at the same time.  Unlike now, two hundred orc priests, shamans, and sword gods all appeared.  "Xiaoyao Demon Lord Travels to Another World" Zhao Sicheng said secretly: "If the comer is not kind and the good person does not come, it will not be caused by killing the high priest Heiyu, right?"

    "It was really guessed right. If Zhao Sicheng hadn't killed Heiyu, the Beast God Temple would not have provoked an ancient god.

    However, under the great Beast God, one day ago, we lost one of our most beloved followers of the lower god, who was personally blessed by the Beast God.  The beast god was furious and sent down divine punishment. The orcs on the entire Misutese prairie felt the pressure that would destroy the world.

    The ancient gods are worthy of being ancient gods. They were struck by such a terrifying thunderstorm and still survived. The beast god sent down an oracle, telling the believers in the beast god's temple to kill this human evil god who broke into the orc territory. So  The Beast God Temple did not dare to take it lightly and spent some time summoning the gods.

    Two hundred god-level orcs said in unison, their voices shocking the sky: "I have seen the temple of ancient knowledge."

    It is said that the orcs are not smart, and their combined strength cannot be underestimated, but Zhao Sicheng asked something that confused the orcs: "Why didn't you bring the Behemoth?"

    Zhao Sicheng brought his sister to play with the Orcs, so he had to bring some specialties of the Orcs back. There were not many Behemoths, and they had the characteristics of the Orcs. Zhao Sicheng liked this specialty very much.

    If the orcs knew that Zhao Sicheng wanted to treat the Behemoth, the symbol of the orc clan, as a specialty, they would probably fight for Zhao Sicheng now, even though they were originally following the oracle of the beast god to rob and kill Zhao Sicheng.

    "Then please invite your highness to sit in our Beast God Temple, and you will naturally see the giant Behemoth." The one who spoke was not the tiger, "lion, wolf, bear and other big tribes of the orcs", but a rare raccoon  people.

    The raccoon priest is not like other orcs. Most of the orcs are two meters away. However, the raccoon priest is only slightly taller than Catwoman. He wears a large navy blue sacrificial robe and has two huge ears. The left ear is pierced with six piercings, and the right ear is pierced.  There are three ears, and the ears are covered with sacrificial fragments. Two foot-long beards hang naturally from the lips. The long hair under the mouth is tied into a small braid, and a brown and white tail is trailing behind it.

    "You have to go to the Beast God Temple to see the Behemoth?" Zhao Sicheng pondered for a moment.

    "It's like a cheap excuse to coax a child, do you want to go to the Temple of the Beast God with the raccoon people?"  If Shuang'er wasn't around, Zhao Sicheng would definitely agree without even thinking.

    A flash of light flashed in the raccoon man's eyes: "Your Highness, please go and have a look."

    "What if I don't go?"

    "Then we can only force him to do it. According to the oracle of the beast god, kill him!"

    Two hundred god-level orcs shouted at the same time: "Kill"

    "Great beast god, please grant me supreme power and let me spread new faith for you!"

    "Mighty God of War, blessing me with fighting power, destroy the alien god in front of me!"

    "Destroy the alien gods!"

    "Kill the evil god!"

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    Lines of golden light representing divine power fell from the sky. The orcs who received the golden light felt as if they had been injected with chicken blood. Their muscles bulged, and their momentum and strength increased dramatically.  The colorful fighting spirit of the god-level beasts soared into the sky, and even the upper gods had to avoid its sharp edge.

    Most of the orcs are simple-minded and have stronger beliefs than humans. The orcs are so tough, no wonder Dina refuses to set foot in the orc territory.

    The Temple of the Beast God sent many priests and shamans. The priests took out war drums, harps, flutes and beat them and sang war songs. The whole snowfield echoed with the war songs of the priests.

    The shaman is busy inserting the beast god totem. Not only does the god-level shaman's totem move very handsomely, but the totem also increases the strength and speed more quickly.

    The priests and shamans simultaneously increased the strength of the warriors, and the two main gods, the God of Beasts and the God of War, worked together to reduce their divine power. They pushed a group of lower gods to the limit of the world, and were only one step away from condensing their godhood.

    The momentum of the god-level orcs is constantly rising. There are only two hundred orcs, but their momentum is as big as a thousand troops.??Refuse to set foot in the territory of the orcs.

    The Temple of the Beast God sent many priests and shamans. The priests took out war drums, harps, flutes and beat them and sang war songs. The whole snowfield echoed with the war songs of the priests.

    The shaman is busy inserting the beast god totem. Not only does the god-level shaman's totem move very handsomely, but the totem also increases the strength and speed more quickly.

    The priests and shamans simultaneously increased the strength of the warriors, and the two main gods, the God of Beasts and the God of War, worked together to reduce their divine power. They pushed a group of lower gods to the limit of the world, and were only one step away from condensing their godhood.

    The momentum of the god-level orcs is constantly rising. There are only two hundred orcs, but their momentum is as big as a thousand troops.
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