Early morning.

Looking at Mei Yi, who was still frowning slightly, Arthur smiled and reached out to pull away the strands of hair stuck to her cheeks.

Perhaps feeling the touch on her cheeks, Mei Yi opened her eyes at the same time.

"Woke you up, Mei Yi, it's still early, you can continue to rest. "

"No need for the captain, Mei Yi has nothing to do, after all, the captain is so gentle and ......."

Mei lowered her head a little embarrassed as she spoke.

"Mei, you better rest for a while, the captain is not gentle, but I know better than you. "

The door opened, and Rita walked in with two bowls of lotus seed soup.

"It's specially prepared for you, and it can replenish some vitality. "

"Thank you, Sister Rita. "

Mei Yi sat up, took the lotus seed soup handed over by Rita, and took a shallow sip.

"It's delicious, Captain, would you like a sip?"

Mei Yi said as she picked up the spoon and handed it to Arthur's mouth.

"Yes, Rita's craft is good again. "

The

taste is sweet and not greasy, and it is a wonderful treat to go down the throat.

"Of course. "

Rita gave a smug smile.

"A hearty breakfast is ready, I'll go and wait for you below. "

With that, Rita turned to leave, and the room fell silent.

Arthur and Mei looked at each other, staring wide-eyed.

After a long time, Mei Yi lowered her head and fiddled with her long hair and took the lead in speaking.

"Captain, can you go out first?".

The sound is like that of a thin mosquito.

Although there has been a breakthrough in the relationship between the two, Mei Yi still feels very embarrassed at the moment.

"It's all this time, what are you still shy?"

Arthur shrugged his shoulders helplessly, but he still cleaned up and walked out of the room, closing the door very considerately.

"Whew..."

It wasn't until she was the only one left in the whole room that Mei Yi breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down her nervous mood.

Standing up slowly, as if the wound was touched, the good-looking brows couldn't help frowning, and walked to a large mirror.

Looking at herself in the mirror, gently brushing the red marks on her body, Mei Yi didn't know what she remembered, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a happy smile.

And at this time outside the room,

"What's the matter, Captain, it's really not a gentleman for you to come out alone. "

Rita leaned back on the couch, smiling like a little fox.

"After all, girls are thin-skinned, and there is no way to do it. "

Arthur spread his hands and walked to the table and sat down.

"After eating so much in the morning, aren't you afraid that I will have too much energy?"

"Wouldn't that be better, Captain ......

."

In the middle of Arthur and Rita's frolicking, Mei Yi walks over wearing a white T-shirt.

"Come, Mei Yi, this is specially prepared for you by Rita. "

"Thank you, Captain, thank you Rita. "

"Oh! don't be so polite. "

Arthur was enjoying a hearty breakfast on his side, and on the other side, Mokovachi Saint had finally woken up.

The

whole body is sore and weak, as if there are thousands of ants biting all over the body.

After a day of soaking in the water, the waves that gently swell over are weighing thousands of pounds.

How can the weak physique of the Celestial Dragon people withstand it?

"I must ...... Be sure to kill them. "

Lying on the gorgeous bed, Mokovacz gritted his teeth with a look of resentment.

For ordinary people, a day of rest can restore their original state, but Mokovachi Saint can barely get out of bed after lying for three days.

"The whereabouts of that group of people have not been found?".

Mokovacz Saint looked at Xavier in front of him.

Xavier, who is now the new captain of CP0, as for Druzzo, demoted him to slavery at the first moment of his awakening in Mokovacs.

To make him suffer so much is a dereliction of duty on the part of Druzo.

"Found is found, but ......".

Xavier spoke cautiously, and he didn't dare to continue to provoke Mokovacs.

"Just what?".

"All I ask now is that you take them back and make them slaves. "

A roar from the Mokovac Saint sent Xavier to his knees.

The words that were about to be said were quickly swallowed.

"Yes, yes, my subordinates will do it. "

Nodding his head, he crawled out of the room.

"Damn, what a bunch of shit. "

Mokovacz scolded and went to inspect his territory in a huff.

He wants to find someone to vent the anger he is holding in his stomach.

Walking on the streets, seeing the people on both sides who knelt on the ground and didn't dare to lift their heads, Mokovacz Saint finally regained a little pride in being a Draconian.

Think of being soaked in the sea all day, receiving the baptism of the waves all the time, and that kind of days are like years.

Suddenly, Mokovacz noticed that the kneeling body of a person moved, and his face changed instantly.

"Capture him as a slave. "

The surrounding guards immediately walked over to the man Mokovacs was pointing at, and walked to the side despite his cries and begs for mercy.

Mokovacz tilted his head, the feeling of being in control of everything made the faint pain in his body much less.

After inspecting most of the territory, the Mokovacs Saint has returned to its original appearance.

He was thinking about how to punish Arthur if he caught him.

Suddenly, several people appeared in front of him.

The sheer size of his body shrouded him in shadow.

"Who are you? When you see me, you don't kneel, and you take them into slavery. "

Mokovacs waved his hand, but the guards on either side were pale.

"Lo... Locks..."

A cry as if a duck's throat was pinched resounded all around.

"Hey, hey..."

"It's really good luck, someone just came to the door. "

Locks smiled, revealing a hideous expression, and with a wave of his big hand, he directly held Mokovacs Saint in his hand like a chicken.

"Put... Let go of the Holy Lord Mokovac..."

Locks' might was very strong, but the Mokovacs Saint was a little damaged, and they could only follow the funeral, so they mustered up the courage to shout.

"Huh?".

His eyes were cold, and the overlord color on his body burst out.

Brush....

One by one, the guards fainted and fell to the ground.

With a burst of rampant laughter, Locks grabbed Mokovachi and left.

The tragic Mokovacz Saint, who had just been rescued from Arthur's hands, fell into the hands of Locks again.

It is conceivable that Locks will never be as gentle as Arthur.

For the Mokovacz Saint, we can only pray for him as well.

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