Chapter 877 — The Chicken Thief
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
The one who fights you will be chosen only from among my disciples or those no older than you. You may rest assured. " Shen Mu let out a breath and said in a deep voice, "Then let Great Black Heaven set the terms! " Great Black Heaven burst out laughing, flicked his sleeve, turned, and said sonorously, "Straightforward!
Jingping Overlord Body, stay for a few days.
You might as well look upon the finest warriors of my Great Black Palace! " Shen Mu stepped down from Dragon Qilin's head and followed him into the Great Black Palace, saying with a smile, "Great Black Heaven, you are a senior. .
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" Great Black Heaven shook his head. "Senior? I am not your senior.
I have long known your origins.
You probably do not yet know that the four governors of the Netherworld are all my juniors. " Shen Mu's heart jolted, and he narrowed his eyes. "In other words, Great Black Heaven knows that I am the Netherworld's Divine Son.
Then why does he insist on wagering with me?
" "I will give you extra rations later," said Shen Mu as Dragon Qilin followed behind him, his heart thumping with fear, carefully peering at the sides of the Great Black Palace, seeing dim lamplight and shadows in which countless monsters seemed to lurk. The timidity in Dragon Qilin's heart instantly disappeared without a trace, his courage swelled, and he raised his head, puffed out his chest, and strode forward with awe-inspiring dignity.
Great Black Heaven summoned a demoness and instructed, "First, invite the Overlord Body to stay in the rear of the palace. Treat him well.
" The demoness acknowledged, led Shen Mu toward the rear of the palace, prepared a guest room, and said with amorous eyes, "Young Master Shen is an honored guest. If you have any need, you may command me. Your servant can do anything.
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. " She was beautiful, her seductive eyes like strands of silk, her gaze somewhat eager.
Shen Mu's eyes lit up. "Elder sister can do anything? " The demoness, shy and bashful, nodded lightly.
Shen Mu handed over a pill formula.
"Elder sister, help me refine a few hundred furnaces of spirit pills. Fatty Dragon, you are in luck!
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