The mother planet secretly transformed without telling us

[As one of the oldest blood heirs of Yggdrasil, your conversation with the honorary Lord Bartley, who smells like copper, attracted a large number of passers-by and untouchables to stop and watch. Maybe it won’t take tomorrow for them to The intimate conversation between you and Bartley will be publicized]

[Candace: Ha, this is the nobility. They don’t want anything except the glory of their ancestors and the dignity of the noble master. They are obviously so poor that they have to marry an untouchable gladiator as their wife, but they still stubbornly refuse to accept the wealth at their fingertips]

[Palmer: Bartley promoted to knighthood? Stop dreaming! Do you want to salute such a person? Lord Cang Li is a man who truly has faith and is worthy of admiration. Although his physical condition is really worrying, I have always believed that if his body allows him to inherit the bloodline and ability of his ancestors, he will definitely be able to restore the glory of his ancestors as a duke.]

[Mevin: So what, even a family like that is not going to be reduced to the point where it needs to sell its territory to make a living. Bartley made his fortune by relying on the arena. His methods are despicable and despicable, but he lives a decent life.]

[Sullivan: Decent?伱 means that when a carriage with a family crest comes across on the street, he will immediately jump out of the carriage and salute others. If he is not an honorary lord, there is no need to do this]

[The comments from passers-by offended your fragile nerves. You pushed Bartley away almost rudely and rudely. Walking out of this neighborhood where your last name should be engraved, it was a good break to go to the slave shop and take pictures of a few slave girls. The way they feel, their dirty bodies are only qualified to do some rough work for the castle, but their professionally trained and skilled skills may make your wife Lilith understand that your bedroom is not her arena]

[Your wife Lilith does not understand what you are thinking, and is sad that you are tired of her, and she sheds tears silently]

"What on earth did I do wrong?" Li Leisi couldn't stop her tears. She scolded and wiped her tears: "Why does this kind of thing appear on my face? I have worked hard for more than two years." Even if your soul is mortgaged, you still can’t evolve this thing?”

"Not bringing a mobile phone is really a bad habit, we have to change it!" Li Cang admired this rare scene, fearing that he would miss it: "Really, if I save it in my mobile phone, I can watch it for half my life. Hey, don't say that, Damn Leizi. Comrade, you look really good when you cry seriously!”

"Wait, I will kill you before I leave. What kind of beast are you?!"

"Ahem, dear countess, how much money do we have?" Li Cang glanced at the wonton stall set up by a Chinese-faced man on the street and said: "After all, the count is no longer able to support his family. Can my beautiful wife allow it? I’ll buy you a lucky crystal bracelet and serve you two bowls of wontons to clear your stomach?”

"You stand up and talk to me properly!"

[The lucky crystal bracelet and the food of the untouchables on the street are obviously not in line with the dignity that a noble should have, but which ancient nobleman with pure blood is willing to argue with a young man who is terminally ill, because your wife Lilith is from an untouchable background. , can deeply appreciate the touch brought by this self-degradation, and continue to promote her sister who is said to live in an unreachable place]

Li Laisi: "."

What the hell narration, I want to kill this @#￥%%￥#@! !

[Your favor for crystal bracelets made the untouchable vendor guarding the stall feel uneasy. He repeatedly said that it was normal for the noble Earl to forget to bring his wallet. He would carefully polish a best bracelet and send it to the noble Earl separately. Lord's Castle]

[You were very unhappy with the philistines of the untouchable vendors. You promised extra rewards as payment for running errands, and took your wife Lilith to sit at the wonton stall next to you]

[Your behavior has caused a small sensation, and vendors and untouchables all over the street are gathering here, trying to sell their goods to you]

[Your wife Lilith took out her 800kg hammer and the crowd dispersed]

Li Cang looked at the ferocious dragon blade in Li Laixi's hand. He didn't quite understand why the narrator insisted on describing this thing as a hammer. But the question is, what will Lao Wang's hammer be called?

"Subordinate?" The wonton vendor is a middle-aged man about forty years old. His carrot-thick fingers are flying up and down to wrap the wontons quickly and skillfully. At the same time, there is a look of fear and humility forced by the plot on his face, "Little brother You're lucky, your status is extraordinary. It seems that a subordinate has never received a title after being born. Anyway, I have never heard of it."

Li Cang looked at the craftsmanship of this Chinese brother: "It seems that I have been here for a long time? What else do you know?"

"One year, two months, six days, fifteen hours, forty minutes and twenty-five seconds, oh, I'm thirty now! Who would have thought that a person who could get a doctorate at the age of 28 would sell a doctor here? As for the old wontons, I used to be very proud of them, but now I don’t know what’s going on outside.”

"As for what I know, what do you think a person who sells wontons for a living would know and be able to know? My daily movement track is fixed and very restricted. I buy groceries at night and get up early to prepare wontons every eight days. I had sex with a native NPC wife whom I didn’t know before but now I know everything about her, and even gave birth to a fucking son!”

As the elder brother spoke, his eyes became moist: "Until the purchase last month, I was quite satisfied, at least I wasn't killed as soon as I was born - then I saw my former flat-headed man holding a baby in his arms and following a burly native NPC shopping."

"Ah, this."

"Did the system assign this wife to you?" The elder brother glanced at Li Leisi, "As expected of an earl, tsk, the treatment is different from that of us pariahs. Hey, let me tell you, pariahs are pretty good. Some people are born as slaves, you know? You know the feudal slavery setting, it's better to die and be done with it. Sometimes death is a kind of luck and luxury!"

Li Leisi's eyebrows were raised: "Your wife was assigned by the system!"

The elder brother's expression froze on the spot, and he knelt down and banged his head twice: "Sorry, sorry, honorable countess, the pariah offended me, I deserve to die!"

"Damn it , what are you doing, brother? "

[You smell the carefully prepared fillings and wonton soup by the vendor. Your wife Lilith's cooking skills at breakfast make you look forward to this bowl of untouchable food that you have never tasted before. After all, it doesn't look that dirty. The kind Earl decided to forgive the disrespect and offense of this untouchable. The vendor was very grateful and silently added a fresh and delicious shrimp to each of your wontons.]

"Hiss" The old man's head was red, but Hai breathed a sigh of relief: "It's really easy to let down your guard when meeting a fellow villager. That Earl, the rumor label about your birth is 'the terminally ill Earl Cang Li'. Even if you have the identity of an Earl, you must be careful of this damn prefix. You never know when that thing will really kill you. Remember, never provoke nobles or certain dangerous elements with higher status than you. Once the plot is triggered, even gods can't save you!"