After the divorce, I was haunted by the sickly fifth master

Rong Feng felt the overwhelming anger welling up in his chest.

Only then did he clearly feel what a stingy man he really was.

Remembering that he told Yang Bo not to interfere with her happiness until he died. He felt that he was really ridiculous at that time.

Not to interfere with her happiness?

She can only belong to him! She'd better be a widow to him!

Strong possessiveness fills Rong Wuye's heart. He is selfish, stingy, and a selfish, stingy, and paranoid lunatic!

The old woman brought a bowl of water to Nanhuang: "Zhu Huang, drink this bowl of water."

Nanhuang took the bowl of water and sniffed it. It should be non-toxic and harmless water.

Picking up the water bowl, she raised her head and drank it all in one gulp.

Seeing her drink all the holy water, the entire Zhu family was filled with excitement!

"Saint, saint, saint!"

Listening to the boiling sounds in the audience, Nanhuang felt that his vision began to blur. Even the people of the Zhu clan in front of him began to become handsome and handsome one by one.

Strange, what a strange feeling this is.

"You can start choosing your partner." The old woman said, "You can choose whoever you like. After you choose them, they will all be your men."

"...There are many, and they are all quite pleasing to the eye." Nanhuang said involuntarily.

The old woman curved her lips and said with a smile: "Then you can choose any of them. Zhu Huang, go pick a man."

"F*ck!" Yang Bo yelled, "Did Madam drink some medicine?! She seems to be losing her mind. If you continue like this, take jujube pills!"

Nanlin said: "It's not medicine, it's divine water. The divine water that Zhu family women will drink. It has certain aphrodisiac and hallucinogenic effects. It will encourage Zhu women to choose a partner."

"Isn't that more pills?!" Yang Bo was extremely nervous. "Fifth Master, what should we do?"

Their clothes had all been taken off, and they only had animal skin skirts at the moment, so they didn't have any cold weapons. There are more than a thousand people here, and there is no way to fight them. Even if the fifth master wanted to steal the bride, he couldn't.

Rong Wuye looked at Nanhuang with his cold eyes: "She can't choose anyone else."

Nanhuang came down from the stone, and several men couldn't help but help her. Nanhuang politely thanked her. In her eyes, these people were so handsome and beautiful.

"Saint, choose me, choose me!"

Nanhuang stretched out her index finger and poked the man's forehead with his ecstatic eyes.

Then poke it open.

"You're beautiful, but I don't want to choose you."

This water probably has aphrodisiac properties. Nanhuang felt that his eyes were getting blurry and his legs were weak and weak.

She walked unsteadily among the men.

They are all good-looking, but they are not what she wants.

Matriarchal society. No matter how much these men like her and how excited they are, they don't dare to mess around with her.

In this way, Nanhuang stumbled to the prisoner area.

The Zhu men became commotion. No, how can the saint enter the prisoner area!

But no matter how much they objected, no one dared to disobey the saint.

She stumbled up to Nan Lin. She was so confused that she didn't recognize him, but she felt joy in her heart. She hugged Nan Lin and gave him a hug. "I like you." She said sweetly.

Nanlin looked at his sister, feeling soft in his heart, and touched her head. "good."

Then Nanhuang let go of him and shook his head: "I like you, but I can't choose you to reproduce, not you."

Her eyes were hazy and her mind was confused. She felt that the effects of the medicine were eroding her brain bit by bit, and she was about to lose control.

When she came to Yang Bo, she curved her lips and smiled. Yang Bo also smiled slightly, showing his white teeth.

"You're good. But I don't choose you."

"It's okay, madam." Yang Bo scratched his head and smiled.

She passed by Rong Feng, who was waiting to talk to her, but she jumped over and arrived in front of Mo Shafeng.

Now, the air around Mr. Rong Wu was like a central air conditioner, freezing several degrees in an instant.

Mo Shafeng looked at her excitedly, his heart beating wildly.

Will she choose him? Will she accept him? Even under the influence of drugs, as long as she chose him, he would feel ecstatic.

"You are so beautiful." Nanhuang tilted his head and smiled softly.

"Miss Ye..." Mo Shafeng suppressed his thoughts.

Nanhuang smiled again: "But I can't choose you either."

Mo Shafeng's heart suddenly went cold, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Suddenly, Nanhuang changed direction and threw herself into Master Rong Wu's arms.

"I like you so much."

Nanhuang raised her head and looked at him, her soft little hands touching his face, "I like you very much. Can you be my man?"

The divine water acted on her body, and she exuded a fatal and alluring fragrance, which made the man's heart beat rapidly.

"You want me to be your man?" he asked deliberately.

"Um."

"Do you know what it means to be your man?"

Nanhuang gently touched his head and stood on tiptoes to approach him, "Let's have a baby together."

The man looked down at her, his deep eyes staring into the woman's eyes: "I am a stingy man. If you choose me, it means you can no longer choose other men. If you dare to choose other men. I Will kill them."

Nanhuang lowered his head and hesitated for a while, then nodded heavily in a daze.

After saying that, she still tried hard to reach his face and his lips, and kissed his soft lips gently, then she smiled vaguely: "I really like you."

The saint chose foreign captives, which was absolutely unacceptable to the Zhu clan.

A group of outstanding men from the Zhu family came to make trouble in front of the old woman. The old woman had no choice but to say: "Old woman, I have done everything I should do. She didn't choose you. What can I do?"

"But mother-in-law, that's a foreign man!"

"Yes, how could she choose a foreigner!"

"It's true for foreigners, there are so many women from foreigners, why do they have to attack our saint?"

"Mother-in-law, I want to be the saint's man. Even if the saint doesn't let me enter her room, I am willing."

"Mother-in-law..."

The old woman shouted sternly: "You still plan to force the saint!"

A group of men were frightened and backed away. "We didn't mean it."

"If you don't have such intention, just go aside!" the old woman said, "The saint must complete the mating after drinking the medicine. She has chosen the man and it will be that man. As for you, as long as the saint is still in the Zhu family, wait until the saint is finished. Just keep fighting for the first child and keep working hard. Now that we’re done, let’s go and do whatever we have to do!”

In the reclusive Zhu family, men have almost no social status.

The old woman said to Zhu Yan: "Zhu Yan, go and take the saint and the foreign man into the stone house!"

"Yes. Mother-in-law."

Zhu Yan reluctantly arrived at the prisoner area. He glared at Nanlin and said, "Zhu Lin, you still have the guts to come back and bring foreigners in! Don't worry, you will suffer a lot later!"

Nanlin looked at his sister calmly.

Nanhuang also glared at Zhu Yan. "Don't hurt him!"

Zhu Yan was scolded and pursed his lips and stopped talking. He walked around behind Rong Wuye and reluctantly loosened the rope around Rong Wuye.

"Come with me."

In fact, I really want to write a book about this kind of social structure.

The next book will probably be about this kind of fantasy world where there are many girls and boys.