He had nothing to say all night. After having breakfast in the early morning, the wizard continued to practice secret techniques that were not dependent on each other after a simple exercise. In fact, his secret techniques were already very proficient, but in order to wait for the arrival of some slave guards, he had to rely on this secret technique to pass the time.

Because the slaves he was waiting for couldn't come, he couldn't catch the escaped donkey.

In the afternoon, the wizard began to explain the wizard's words to the red-clothed sand control. He took the lead in starting the most difficult ones. For more than three hours, the red-clothed sand control could barely remember the more than ten thousand meanings contained in the most difficult wizard's words.

This speed seems to be very slow in red-clothed sand control, but in the eyes of the wizard, it is already at its limit.

As far as he knows, even the genius among the wizards took seven or eight days to remember and understand the meaning of the most difficult wizard text. And he himself took more than half a month to remember the meaning.

However, it only took more than three hours to control the sand in red clothes.

It takes more than three hours to do what genius wizards can do in seven or eight days, which is enough to prove that red-clothed sand control is a genius among geniuses. Of course, this genius refers to the genius among wizards, not among ordinary professionals.

When the wizard asked to use the secret technique on the red-yield sand control body again, Marquis Qianyiluo on the side blushed and said, "Sir Alpha, do you think you are going to my room? I don't want others to see the sequelae of my daughter after performing the secret technique."

As a mother, when she was unable to resist, she could only try her best to move things in a good direction. She didn't want others to see her drag her daughter back into the tent every time, because that would easily make people misunderstand something.

The red-clothed sand-coated face turned red and said nothing. Of course, she actually wanted the wizard to use the secret technique, but she refused.

The reason for her desire was that she found that after the wizard used that secret technique yesterday, her physical strength suddenly increased a lot, but her own bloodline strength suddenly increased by about one percent. What she resisted was that when she thought of her disobedient appearance, especially in front of a strange man, she was embarrassed and angry.

"Yeah, okay." The wizard didn't think so much, but he knew that since the other party had put forward these conditions, and these conditions were just a few steps for him, he agreed very readily.

After all, in the eyes of the wizard, he still took advantage.

The wizard agreed and secretly relieved the red-clothed sand control. She was so worried that what happened yesterday would have experienced it again.

Yesterday, when she was being helped by her mother, she was seen by some naked and naked workers on the road. The desire and desire that had not yet been silent in her body actually burst out wildly.

Just because she took a look at her, she had two consecutive orgasms on the short road. When she returned to the room, she collapsed on the bed, but she was unable to move.

Then, other shameful things happened, and those shameful things that she dared not think about now.

Now, this time she can accept this secret technique in her tent, which will save her humiliation on the road.

Hongyi Shaji and her mother, Marquis Qianyiluo, left first. After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, the wizard came to the residence of the mother and daughter without any haste.

Although it was a temporary residence, the wizard was still attracted by the decorations in the tent after entering the mother and daughter's tent.

The gray tent color was blocked with rose-red fabric around it, and the ground was covered with a rose-red carpet. In the center of the tent was a large low bed. This bed was only one foot high and could accommodate four or five people to rest on it.

There are pillars on the low bed supporting some red curtains, and those red curtains also have rose patterns.

Around the surroundings, there are some tables, chairs and benches of varying heights. Near the entrance of the tent, there is also a small fire pit. There is a bronze kettle on the fire pit, and the red charcoal fire below is burning, and the kettle makes a squeaking sound.

Red clothes and sand control were sitting near the fire pit, and there was a low soft stool beside her. At this time, she was half lying on the soft stool with her chin, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Lord Alpha." When the wizard came in, Marquis Qianyiluo first discovered the wizard. At this time, Marquis Qianyiluo was wearing a long skirt with a sleeve, with a long skirt reaching the ground, and there was no sound when walking. The wizard suspected that the other party was not wearing boots.

"Get the time, a quarter of an hour will not let others misunderstand anything." The wizard's eyes glanced over the Marquis Qianyiluo's extremely tall chest because of his waist. After quickly adjusting his mentality, he stepped forward to grab the little hand of Hongyi's sand control and began to flow into the secret technique.

He gasped in a low voice, moaned, and twisted his body in vain. Marquis Qianyiluo was afraid that the shouts of his daughter would be heard by people outside, and he didn't know where he made a bee hole plug into his daughter's mouth.

In this way, red clothes can only make whimpering sounds, but can't shout loudly to attract others' attention.

A quarter of an hour passed, and when the wizard noticed that the red-clothed sand-controlled face began to turn pale, he immediately decisively stopped the secret technique. He knew that if he continued, it would cause harm to the other party's roots. It was not what he wanted. What he wanted was to give birth to a powerful natural witch in his hands, rather than a witch who was trained to be badly trained.

After finishing the secret technique, the wizard saw the red-clothed sand control constantly thrusting downwards, longing for the force of friction, and a large amount of saliva flowed out of her mouth. The saliva fell down the hole of the peak and fell on her towering chest, looking so tempting.

However, at this time the wizard did not notice that the Red Rose Marquis Qianyiluo was also kneeling behind a soft stool with red face, her legs tightly clamped.

"Let her eat more good food and have a good rest at night." After the wizard gave some simple instructions, he hurriedly left. It took less than half an hour before and after this. In this way, the Red Rose family was avoided from being misunderstood.

When leaving the tent, the wizard saw some guards outside the tent looking at the wizard with a strange smile, while others were displeased and resentful. This was especially true for a young guard.

The wizard saw jealous and crazy jealous eyes in the eyes of the young guard.

"As servants, you love your masters, this is not a good thing!" The wizard blinked and shook his head to leave. He was not in the mood to explain anything to the young guard. What's more, the two of them are not from the same world.

The young guard was very angry because he admired his little master. However, this admiration could only be buried in his heart because of his identity. However, he was unwilling to give in, especially when he heard the suppressed moans in his tent just now, his unwilling thoughts became stronger.

"If you kill this wizard, kill him, the little master will not be humiliated by him. If you kill him, the little master will be pure." A trace of murderous intent flowed in the heart of the young guard. He now wished he could immediately hold a long sword and cut off the wizard's head.

The twisted thoughts rolled in the guard's heart, and the murderous intent was sensed by the wizard.

The wizard turned his head and saw the guard holding the knife handle tightly, then grinned.

He just glanced at the other party and did not teach the other party a lesson. But he believed that looking at the other party by himself was actually a warning.

The young guard saw the glaring light in the wizard's eyes, and he felt as if he was being targeted by a hungry monster. For a moment, he felt as if he was about to die.

The wizard left in a hurry, and the young guard realized that he was sweating profusely. He was exhausted and could not even let go of his hand holding the hilt.

The woman's suppressed moans and moans came from the tent. He had heard this sound yesterday. When he listened to it, he felt his blood boiling. But at this moment, he felt so cold.

"The wizard is gone, there are only the little master and the master inside. What are they doing?"

As the days passed day by day, the wizard's life became very regular: practice the secret method of not relying on each other, observe the changes in the black soil around the base of the pyramid, and practice with the secret method of red-clothed sand control. Occasionally, go out of the Red River Valley to see if the various fruit trees transplanted by those people have survived.

Sometimes you have to take time to make some materials. These materials are used in fruit tree transplantation, which can allow those fruit trees transplanted off-season to survive smoothly.

Seven or eight days passed in a flash, and it was the late autumn. When the snowstorm came, the high-level spellcasters who traded with him sent a large number of slaves.

These slaves should have been prepared by Sister Frose and the owner of Green Ridge Manor, but some of the slaves they prepared were of poor physique and the wizards didn't like them. Later, they asked the spellcasters who traded with him to prepare some for him. Therefore, it was only because of the matter of preparing for the slaves that they delayed so long.

This time the slaves were very satisfied with the wizard.

Because these slaves were all selected from the arena of ordinary people. Although these former gladiator slaves did not burst out in fighting spirit and became professionals, their physical strength had already reached their limits.

According to those advanced spellcasters, any of them can kill a first-level or even second-level warrior with bare hands.
Chapter completed!