Exploding favorite waste material concubine: Evil King, don't be arrogant!

Chapter 1339

The woman named Heather had narrow, hazel-colored eyes, as her name suggests.That's surprising, why would you call me by that name?Shaking her dirty white hair, she threw dry fuel into the blazing fire.Judging from the smell, it should be some kind of animal feces, but it's better not to confirm.Who are you guys?I only heard that a king came from the country of the Huoxiao tribe far away. I didn’t expect that you who are suspected of being the Huoxiao king and his party look so ordinary, and you can also speak a language that does not exist in this world.What was even more surprising was that one of the bodyguards knew my seldom-used last name!language that doesn't exist?Didn't I say that?There is no need to be so restrictive.No matter how tough I am, it would be weird to look like a young woman when I came to this country in my 60s.From her tone, she should not be a protoss who was born on this land, but came from another place.Judging from the color of her eyes, it is indeed difficult to say that she is a true protoss.Xiao Mo, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke, unexpectedly his voice was so serious.Heather, I know where you come from.But I want you to tell me why you are here.I was the first to ask the question!She raised her chin slightly, staring at Shamo from bottom to top.Eyes that were reddish-brown in the firelight gleamed behind the completely albino buoyant sea.Although they are petite, their serious tone exudes a provocative aura.Yes, I am Heather, but I have never used this name in the Holy Sand Country.Because slaves don't have surnames.But how would you few foreign visitors know?Even if Yale West sent you to bring us out, you probably wouldn't know about it, would you?The fire lit up the hut, and the dwindling wood exploded, and the sparks bounced with the crackling.Who are you guys?It shouldn't be just the little sister's guard, right?Don't just point your fingers at him!When Heather pointed at Di Yue with his index finger, An Lei, who was originally silent, suddenly said this brief sentence.Although he spoke a common language that was not understood by the Holy Sand Country, he could still hear the meaning of threats.She immediately put her hands down and kept staring at the blockbuster An Lei.I don't know what relationship you have with Xiaomo, but I can't tolerate a slave being so rude to our Majesty!An Lei!This man saved us.Don't talk so much!The unhappy spy explained to Di Yue who accused him: But what he said is right, young master.Even though she helped us escape, she is still just an old woman pulling water and fat carts.Even if you don't ask her to kneel down and lick your feet, it would be too impolite to point at His Majesty, right?There was a bit of An Lei's personality in the words.On the contrary, Heather showed an interested smile and talked to Shamo, who had no problem communicating.It seemed that she knew from An Lei's attitude that he was angry.He is angry.He was outraged that his master had been insulted.Although His Majesty is an enlightened monarch and does not stick to one's status, it is another matter for a subject who is loyal to the king.Hearing such an itchy explanation, Di Yue was so embarrassed that she didn't know where to look.When she looked at the junction of the almost decayed wooden wall and the ceiling, Heather said in a completely different tone from before: "Little sister, are you really His Majesty Huoxiao Kingdom?"Even if you are dressed in rags, are you still a fake Huoxiao Kingdom diplomatic mission?Oops, it seems that I can no longer call you little sister.Suddenly knelt down on one foot, holding Di Yue's right hand like a knight.His Majesty.Wow!Wait, wait a minute!
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