Quickly travel: The paranoid boss behind the Shura field has become sickly

Molt clenched his fists and glared at Diels.

Diers ignored Molt's anger. He got out of bed and put on his nightgown, then grabbed Molt's collar and walked out of An Ting's bedroom.

An Ting lay weakly on the bed. He didn't want to worry about what would happen to Diels and Molt now. He just wanted to have a good sleep.

After Diels dragged Molt out of the bedroom door, he threw Molt against the wall without hesitation.

"Morte, have you forgotten that I am the king of this tribe?"

Molte yelled: "That's Anting! That's my Anting! How could you do this to him!"

Diers looked at Molt indifferently and corrected his mistakes, "That's my Anding, he never belonged to you."

"Diels! If you hadn't let me go out for a year! I wouldn't have missed him at all. Give him back to me!"

After saying that, Molt rushed towards Diels angrily. Diers directly raised his foot and kicked Molt on the back of his knees. Molt instantly knelt on the ground.

"I am not only your brother, but also the supreme ruler of this ethnic group. Do you want to seize power?"

"Diers, no matter what kind of charges you put on me, it doesn't matter to me, An Ting is mine!"

"He is about to become my queen. Please be careful with your words, otherwise I will punish you for treason."

Molt stood up and threw the obstructive cloak on the ground. He didn't know when a dagger appeared in his hand. He said: "Diers, we haven't fought for a long time. Why don't we try it today."

"it is good."

Diers and Molt had not fought for hundreds of years, and they had only fought when they were young. Now they were fighting for An Ting. The elders immediately rushed to the competition ground after hearing about it.

Twin looked at Diels and Molt in the competition ground. He gritted his teeth and said, "I have warned Diels not to fall into this. It is really a shame for the mermaid clan to make such a fuss over a human toy."

Bunero: "Elder Tewen, An Ting has made such a great contribution to our mermaid tribe, do you still regard him as a human toy? The king insists on making him queen, and you have to address him respectfully from now on. Her Royal Highness the Queen."

Twin said disdainfully: "Just him? He is a human plaything and is not worthy of being the queen of the mermaid tribe. Contribution? That is what he should pay. Otherwise, he has no use value at all, and how can he live safely in the mermaid tribe."

……

Diels was stronger than Molt, so they quickly decided the winner. Diels seemed to be unharmed, but Molt was seriously injured and needed support from his subordinates when he walked down the field.

Diers stood in the center of the competition arena, holding his sword high, and issued the latest order to everyone.

"As the crown prince, Morte actually attacked the supreme ruler and was punished with three months of facing the wall."

Molt's back was turned to Diers. After hearing Diers' words, he immediately sneered, "Diers, ha, I didn't expect that he would also be crazy about love one day."

……

Diers returned to An Ting's bedroom. At this time, An Ting was still asleep and seemed exhausted.

Diers kissed An Ting tenderly on the forehead, then he picked up Anting and carried An Ting all the way back to his palace.

After returning to the palace, Diers immediately ordered the maid to prepare warm water. He planned to give An Ting a good bath.

However, just when Diers put An Ting into the bathtub, he heard An Ting whispering the names of other men.

"A Sheng, stop making trouble, I'm so sleepy and I don't want to take a shower."

Diers changed his gentle face, grabbed An Ting's wrist, and angrily pinched An Ting awake.

"Look clearly! I am Diers!"

An Ting was in a trance for a moment. He thought the man in front of him was Murong Sheng, but when his vision became clearer and clearer, the face that frightened him instantly turned his face pale with fright.

An Ting struggled, and Diels released his grip on his neck for fear of hurting him.

When An Ting saw that Diers' hand was about to reach down to grab his little An Ting, he immediately exclaimed: "No, I can't do it anymore, let me go."

"Whenever you forget Murong Sheng, I will let you go."

"Diers! You bastard!"