All the contract girls want to marry me

Who is he in Changshengtian? How many teachers does he have?

An army of 50 is very powerful, right?Then I can mobilize an army of [-]!

Behind Saudin is the Immortal, and behind Matthew are the three main gods, the Goddess of Fate, the Lord of Holy Light, and the God of Souls.

If Matthew is scared, what will the three main gods think?

At this point in the negotiation, it would be superfluous to say anything else.

Seeing Matthew's disdainful gaze, the little old man smiled and teased: "Then there's no point in talking about it?"

Matthew laughed back and said loudly: "Your Majesty, since we can't get it at the negotiation table, we can only decide on the battlefield. What do you think?"

The little old man originally thought Matthew was just bluffing, but he didn't expect this guy to be so tough.

His anger also came up.

What are you so proud of?Is it great to have Venerable Hanxing protecting you?

If a demigod-level expert killed Matthew, Han Xing would raise an army to hold him accountable. If a super-powerful person killed Matthew, she would have no choice but to break her front teeth and swallow.

What's there to say about not being as good as people?

The little old man narrowed his eyes with murderous intent.

Matthew smiled and responded: "I can only say that the responsibility for the breakdown of this negotiation is not on our side."

Having said that, there really is nothing more to say.

The little old man looked at Matthew with squinted eyes and said coldly: "In that case, Mr. Matthew can go back."

Matthew stood up without hesitation and left without even saying goodbye.

Looking at Matthew's rejected figure, the anger in the little old man's eyes could almost ignite the entire grassland.

He finally managed to control his emotions, and his body flashed and disappeared into the air.

When he appeared dozens of kilometers away, his thin body suddenly became as powerful as a giant.

The little old man who was only 1.6 meters turned into a giant man over two meters tall.

If Matthew saw this scene, he might be surprised, but the young shamans who came over didn't care.

Seeing the giant man appear, the two white-robed shamans saluted him respectfully.

"Elder brother, you are back. Master is still waiting for you."

"Elder brother, is that madman Matthew leaving?"

His garrulousness stabbed the giant man's scars.

The giant man stopped and said coldly: "Ashina, this is not something you should care about. If you are free, then think about how you will perform in future wars."

After saying these words, the giant man disappeared like a whirlwind and walked towards the cave where the master was.

Matthew would be shocked if he witnessed this scene.

Because the person he was negotiating with just now was not the Venerable at all, but the Venerable's eldest disciple Zhamuhe.

This great disciple has been practicing in seclusion for hundreds of years and has long been forgotten by the world.There was no such person in Matthew's information.

After the negotiation with [Venerable] broke down, Matthew quickly returned to the camp and ordered to increase the intensity of the attack on Zalandin.

He wants to end the war between ordinary people as soon as possible and face the war between the strong with a victor's attitude.

Even if the Holy Land is fully prepared, there still has to be time for mobilization.

As long as Zalandin is captured alive and the main force of the Huoxun Khanate is destroyed within this period of time, he can participate in the next key battle with the power of victory.

The battle between the strong is the key.

Even if Matthew's army wins, if they cannot defeat the Holy Land, all the fruits of victory will have to be spit out, and they will even have to pay double compensation.

Thinking of this, Matthew suddenly lost interest in commanding operations.

He found Debray and gave the loyal general two orders.

First, end the war as soon as possible. Magic Corps can be used to achieve the goal, but arson is not allowed for the time being.

Second, divide and disintegrate the enemy, and make unprincipled concessions to the Black Sheep and Aries tribe when necessary.

Matthew decided to recognize the Black Sheep and the White Sheep before the Holy Land recognized them.

Support is always the greatest contribution.

Although Matthew does not need to care about this credit, forming a good relationship will also be beneficial to future negotiations.

His deployment was perfect, and he indeed won the ordinary people's war.

But what about a battle between strong men?

Matthew looked up to the southwest. Beyond the end of the horizon was the Holy Land of Immortality, his enemy.

After assigning the task, Matthew sat alone in the camp, thinking hard.

He recalled the details of the negotiation just now, and always felt that something was wrong.

The Venerable just now should be at the semi-god level in strength, but why is his sense of coercion so much lower than that of Teacher Han Xing?

Is there really a huge difference in strength between him and Teacher Hanxing?

If their strength is really so different, why is Han Xing troubled by the agreement and cannot enter the grassland casually?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, but he just couldn't figure out what was wrong.

Just as he was thinking hard, Wen Leiya lifted the door curtain and poked her little head in, with a smile on her face.

"Did it bother you?"

Matthew's worries disappeared instantly.

Wen Leiya has this kind of magic power that can eliminate all worries.

She is a simple tree spirit, full of life and comfort.

Matthew smiled and waved to Wen Leiya to come in.

Wen Leiya stuck out her cute little tongue, and there was a faint hint of green on the red tip of her tongue.

She came to Matthew as light as a deer and took out a can of drink like a magic trick.

"Drink today's drink."

"By the way, this is the fairy nectar you've always wanted. It came a little early this time, but the taste is still the same."

Matthew was a little surprised. Elf nectar is a good thing.

Although the nectar produced once a month made him feel a little weird, the taste and effect of this thing were so wonderful that Matthew didn't bother to care about the source.

Taking the soup can, Matthew poured a bowl of green drink and drank it in one gulp.

When he was about to drink another bowl, he found that there was not much left, so he quickly poured the remaining drink into the bowl and handed it to Wen Leiya.

"You must be tired too, this bowl is yours!"

Wen Leiya quickly shook her head and said: "I drank it. Oh, I didn't lie. Before I adjust the drink for you, I have to take a few sips to test the taste, right?"

Matthew saw the green color on the tip of Wenleya's tongue from the corner of his eye. Knowing that she was not lying, he picked up the bowl and took another sip.

This time he only took a small sip, leaving more than half of the bowl.

Before Wenlea could protest, Matthew would force the bowl into her hands.

"How do I know if you poisoned me? Drink!"

Although Matthew's words were very vicious, Wen Leiya smiled happily.

Her mother once told her not to listen to what a person says, but to see what he does.

It didn't matter what Matthew said. He didn't want to have the precious healing soup to himself, but wanted to share it with her. That was the key.

This time she did not refuse, but picked up the bowl and sipped lightly.

The portion she prepared was meant for two people, so it didn't hurt that Matthew drank half and left half.

She did not tell Matthew that this carefully prepared health-rejuvenating soup can not only restore the spirit and nourish the soul, but also enhance the vitality of a man's life essence.

Although Matthew has married many wives in the past two years, his number of children has not increased.

When the little sisters chatted together, everyone was worried.

After a while of speculation, they were convinced that there was probably something wrong with Matthew's health.

This time, the divine health-preserving soup was the soup specially prepared by Wen Leiya for this purpose. She originally planned to get it for Matthew after she went back, but she didn't expect to drink it here by chance.

Who cares, eating early is not a bad thing at all anyway.

Wen Leiya finished the soup and put the bowl on the table. She suddenly remembered the medicinal effect of this soup and felt a little dazed.

Just let Matthew drink it. Why would she drink this?

She is a semi-vegetative tree elf. If she wants a child, she only needs to use the pistil to contain Matthew's life essence, and then she can breed the fruit of life in her body, and then the child will grow out like a fruit.

Wait, why did she think of this?

Woohoo, she didn't want to bear the fruit of life so early.

Matthew didn't know what was going on in the elf's mind. He just thought Wen Leiya's shy look was too cute.

I don't know what's going on these days. It's obviously during the war and he has a lot to worry about, but the demand in that area is getting stronger and stronger.

He couldn't find the reason and could only attribute it all to "it's good to be young".

But this phenomenon also has side effects.

When he looked at Wen Leiya, there was always an evil fire rising in his belly.

The power of this evil fire was extremely powerful. Even if Shirley and Sistini worked harder at night, they could only stop the boiling water.

Wen Leiya was very cute, and Matthew never thought of pushing her out of the door.

It's just that her mental age is still a bit young, Matthew has been waiting.

Wait for Wen Leiya to grow up.

Looking at Wen Leiya's rosy face, Matthew suddenly felt that maybe Wen Leiya had grown up, but he hadn't noticed it yet.

She was already old enough to get married and have children, but she was just ignorant.

Maybe it's time to enjoy the fruits of victory?

Matthew didn't even notice when he took Wenleya into his arms.Feeling Matthew's hot breath, Wen Leiya's heart was particularly flustered.

What is Matthew going to do?It's daytime now.

She whispered softly: "Master, it is daytime now."

"It's okay, you can kiss during the day."

"But there's going to be a war soon."

"Then let's hurry up." Matthew interrupted Wenleya with a kiss.

Wen Leiya's hands froze in the air, hesitatingly wrapping them around Matthew's waist, holding him tightly.

She closed her eyes, relaxed, and gave Matthew the reins.

He knows everything anyway, so let him do it.

Just as they were kissing passionately, the door curtain was lifted, and Diana hurried into the big tent.

"Matthew, the Magic Corps..."

She stopped mid-sentence.

Seeing Matthew and Wen Leiya let go in panic, she smiled and teased: "I think I should get ready again. Fortunately, this is not the first time I have hosted your wedding."

"I'll wait outside for five minutes."

Wen Leiya almost fainted from shame.

If Deanna was allowed to walk out, wouldn't her relationship with Matthew be difficult to argue with?

"Sister Diana, the relationship between Matthew and me is not what you think. We are innocent!"

clean?Does it mean they couldn’t wait to hug each other and kiss each other passionately during the war?

Ah, yes, yes, I really don’t understand love, nor innocence.