Chapter 36 Judgment Conference (3)

Breakfast was a large pot of corn paste and a few steamed pickled fish.

It was sent in by the dwarf elder. Yang Dashuan stood in front of the door and hesitated for a long time, but let the dwarf elder with an ambiguous smile on his face replace him.

"Lord, you are so powerful!" The dwarf elder was not stingy with his praise at all. "If we dwarfs had such strong abilities as you, then we would not have caused the population to be reduced to only so much. It took a whole night, from dark until dawn. I really admire you!"

Only then did Yang Dashuan realize that the dwarf elder was holding two dark circles.

"That's it, you can't envy it." Yang Dashuan made a joke awkwardly.

"Can you teach me what to do? I'm still a virgin!" The dwarf elder's short body tried hard to tiptoe, and his wrinkled face was full of expectation. "Tell me about the experience."

"Get out!" Lao Yang gave him a kick.

The dwarf elder covered his butt and delivered the breakfast in, and soon ran out again. "Master, they let you in."

"It's over, the final judgment has finally come!" Yang Dashuan's pride expression suddenly drooped, and he changed into a deadly expression, lowered his head, and silently got into the room.

The corn paste is still steaming.

The three girls had not put on their clothes yet, and they each curled up and sat on the bed, looking at Yang Dashuan. No one spoke, and the quiet atmosphere was a little depressing.

Especially their eyes were like a large stone pressing against Yang Dashuan's heart, and they couldn't breathe.

"Why don't you eat? I feel distressed if I get hungry."

Yang Dashuan thought, it was the first time that the man spoke. His rough big hands rubbed the dust on his pants that did not exist, picked up the corn paste placed on the table, and sat on the edge of the bed. Seeing that the girls did not respond, Yang Dashuan squeezed out a smile awkwardly, put a spoonful, and blew gently.

"Come on, eat some first."

Yang Dashuan picked up the spoon and suddenly felt a little difficult. Who should the three girls feed to first? Alice did not look up, but Old Yang knew that she must be looking forward to it. Leren's eyes looked at Yang Dashuan without any concealment, as if I was about to take the first bite. Joan of Arc obviously wanted to get up, but he looked like I was not hungry.

Women's fights are sometimes so subtle. If you don't pay attention, it will cause a disaster.

Yang Dashuan sighed and placed the bowl behind him.

"Since you don't want to eat, I won't force you. After all, if this happens, who has the heart to eat? But you should tell me what you think. It's all you can say to you, and I'll admit it."

"I'm going back." Joan of Arc raised his head.

"Don't you just want to stay here for a moment?" Yang Dashuan felt disappointed and felt like he was in a state of confusion.

"Who knows if you will still be like last night when I stay here?" When Joan of Arc mentioned that incident, he frowned in disgust.

"I swear, I promise. As long as you don't want to, I will never be strong." Yang Dashuan was like a labor reform criminal, repenting and reviewing. Seeing that Joan of Arc's expression was a little relaxed, Yang Dashuan hurriedly said good things again. "That thing was not intentional. It was done by the damn necromancer. You can't blame me, right? I'm also a victim, and my calves are trembling until now."

Anyway, Xiu Yi had already gone to see the God of Death, so Yang Dashuan didn't have to ignore it. He would press all the shit on the old guy's head.

"I..." Alice blushed, but she didn't look up. Her hands tightly held the quilt, and her fingertips turned pale. "I have no place to go. Yes! I have no place to go, let alone Locke has sold me to you. The agreement is still with you, where can you let me go? So, I...I... still..."

Alice's voice became smaller and smaller, and her head became lower and lower. Until the end, Yang Dashuan could no longer hear her voice. But judging from her words, she should not leave. Fortunately, she would keep one.

Yang Dashuan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Leren again.

"Where can I go? I have made a vow like the moon god Eluni. If anyone saves me, I will promise you. Do you want me to break my vow?" Leren frowned and his nose looked like rippling spring water, which really made Yang Dashuan's heart feel sweet.

"You all stay?" Joan of Arc was a little surprised. She couldn't figure out why this rude and savage guy could make a night elf and a beautiful Fox willingly stick it over.

"Are you leaving?" Leren looked at Joan of Arc. "Why not stay? I heard that if the alternate saint loses chastity, the church will hang the man whom the woman had sex with on the altar together."

"I repeat again, I did not seize Joan of Arc's chastity." Yang Dashuan shouted with a blushing face and thick neck.

"Then what happened to her?" Leren really couldn't figure it out.

"I was walking in the back door. At that time, my head suddenly became clear..." Yang Dashuan smiled and was talking proudly. Suddenly, he saw that the three girls looked something wrong, and then he quickly closed his mouth.

Hearing this sentence, Joan of Arc's face turned redder. He was so embarrassed that he covered his face with the quilt, and hid in the quilt and kept shouting. "I want to leave, I will leave, I hate you!"

"Hurry away, I support you!" Alice yelled at Joan of Arc with malicious intentions. "If you walk away, you can have one more meal. Hehe..."

"I...I...I...I won't leave anymore, can't it be okay?"

It was not until this sentence came out that Yang Dashuan's heart was completely relieved.

He quickly turned around and served three bowls of corn paste one by one. "Eat more and have the strength. Since you have made a decision and are ready to stay, I will not treat you badly. If you change your mind, I will still say the same thing, and I will not stop you. Even if you want to go to the ends of the world, I will send you back."

"Lellen, you are the first woman I met in this world. I should give you this first bowl." Yang Dashuan thought of a compromise method and handed over the food in the order he met Nizi.

"Hmph!" Joan of Arc snorted and snatched the corn paste that Yang Dashuan handed to Leren. "Why am I not the first one?"

"Just because I met him early!" Leren didn't let him go.

As the saying goes, three women play together, Alice also came over and fucked. "I want the first bowl too!"

My aunt is finally here. I am really afraid of anything. Sooner or later, these girls' jealousy will burn themselves to death. Yang Dashuan held the bowl with a wry smile on his face.

At this moment, a deep horn sounded suddenly outside the village.

The door was rudely opened by the ogre Thad. The idiot's face was gray and broke in in a mess, almost pounced on Yang Dashuan's arms. "Master, master, it's not good. The robber...the robber is here again."

"I understand!" Yang Dashuan let out a deep breath, turned his face and said gently. "You eat something first, don't be hungry. Wait until I go and teach those blind things a lesson!"

When she said this, Yang Dashuan's expression was as solemn and steady as a god, which happened to be in sharp contrast to the anxious Thade. Joan of Arc looked at Yang Dashuan and was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect that this seemingly rude man had such a strong side. Moreover, the gentle command before leaving nourished the dry earth in her heart like a spring.

"I'm going too!"

Leren struggled to get up from the bed, but was held down by Yang Dashuan.

"Don't go. The battlefield is always a story of men, and there is no eyebrow for swords. As long as you are safe, I will be..."

Alice hurriedly covered Lao Yang's mouth. She knew what this man with a hot heart wanted to say next. Some things, even without saying it, could also be conveyed. Looking at the little fox's eyes, Yang Dashuan smiled. When she heard the robber attacking, the fierceness blooming in her eyes disappeared, replaced by the gentleness that could melt the snow-capped mountains of the Kemeser Mountains.

Yang Dashuan hugged Alice's slender waist and pointed it lightly on her face.

"I want it too!" Leren pouted, looking very unwilling.

Yang Dashuan received the order and quickly kissed her on the forehead.

"I...I..." Joan of Arc blushed. "I can't suffer any loss, right..."

"Of course, I won't let any of you suffer any grievances." Yang Dashuan also said to Joan of Arc's face.

Just in the gap in doing things, THAAD broke in three or four times, and was kicked out by Yang Dashuan every time. THAAD was almost crying. At that time, it was still a love affair with me. People were about to come to the door!

"When I go and clean up those guys!" Yang Dashuan smiled boldly, grabbed a piece of clothing and walked out. It was not until this time that he understood why the ancient kings were so stupid. In the harem of the three thousand beauties, even if they were men, they would be disturbed. Only three of them were almost jumped into the world and could never get out again.
Chapter completed!