Take your son to get married

578 Chapter 3
Questioning voices kept coming and going, but Mo Qianchen's expression was indifferent.

Glancing coldly at the head of the Nine-headed Luanfeng clan who was the first to open his mouth with a look of grief and accusation, Mo Qianchen pulled out a book from behind and threw it out, "Your?"

The nine Luanfeng patriarchs stretched their necks to see that it was another treasure from her clan, and immediately jumped up regardless: "Yes, mine, it belongs to my clan, you give it back to me."

Mo Qianchen nodded when he heard the words: "Okay, if you say yes to it, I will consider it yours."

It's quiet, the orcs who are quarreling and noisy are quiet.

Yell yes?What do you call this?This is a cheat book, not a human being, how can you say yes?

"You, how could you agree to this?" Nine-headed Luanfeng was furious.

Mo Qianchen's face immediately sank when he heard the words, and he said coldly, "Then why do you say it's yours?" His expression was cold and hostile, and his expression instantly became aggressive.

"I, I am the patriarch of the Nine-headed Luanfeng Clan, and this cheat book is the martial arts cheat book of our Nine-headed Luanfeng." The woman twisted her neck and said.

Mo Qianchen nodded when he heard the words: "It makes sense."

This actually makes sense, the nine-headed Luanfeng suddenly burst into ecstasy after being taken aback, so that's fine.

"Then I belong to the human race, and I have authorized you to use the human form? According to your theory, since you use the human form, you belong to the human race, that is, mine. Since you are mine, yours is naturally mine." Unexpectedly, when Mo Qianchen's sharp words turned around, the patriarch of the Nine-headed Luanfeng was stunned for a moment, ah...

The autumn wind blew, and a few leaves flew down, faintly drifting over the heads of a group of orcs, into the distance.

"Pfft, mother, I don't want them." The fat baby rolled on the ground laughing, it was so fun, his mother is so amazing.

"Well, mother, save some for me, they are my son's subordinates, they are all yours, so what should I do?" The little fat man rubbed his face.

Mo Qianchen looked down at the little fat man, and said naturally, "Isn't mine also your son's?"

The little fat man was delighted when he heard the words: "That's right."

While turning his head to look at the stunned beast clans, his small face sank: "You really embarrass me, you can't beat my mother, you can't say that you are my mother, and now you have become my mother, It's really embarrassing for me, how can my father and grandfather have subjects like you, lose points."

"Little prince, you are an orc." An orc who knew the identity of the little fat man yelled in grief and indignation, who are you facing?

Hearing the words, the little fat man turned his head to look at the man and said, "Then?"

Then, what, then, the man was speechless, and told the little fat man that you are a beast tribe and can't help your mother, but the family is still a mother, what's the point?How did this go down?

The little fat man looked at the man who couldn't continue, and snorted contemptuously: "I can't even speak well, why are my orcs so useless, you..."

"Anyone in this world can say that the beast race is useless, but you can't." The little fat man's contemptuous voice was still lingering in the sky, and a deep and old voice suddenly rose from the ground, followed by a figure winding out from the clouds in the sky. Like a broken bamboo, it rushed towards Mo Qianchen's beam of light below.

The clouds all over the sky shattered around it, and the wind, rain, and smog avoided it. The figure did not appear, and the wind and clouds were violently turbulent. The whole world was instantly submerged in the wind and clouds.

In the engulfment of this storm, a paw print suddenly appeared above Mo Qianchen's transparent beam of light. His five fingers were like hooks, and his nails were sharp and thick, almost the size of a cattail fan.

(End of this chapter)