From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

At first, Aning thought that it was a small amount that a child could eat, so she just gave it to him and ordered her men to help Mo Jiu get the food.

But when Aning reacted, she found that her subordinates were looking at her with tears in their eyes and as if they were about to die.

Aning looked at the dry food which was two-thirds missing with an unpleasant expression, and looked at Wuxie who kept handing dry food to Mo Jiu with some hostility, and then looked at Mo Jiu who had a flat stomach after eating so much.

Is this guy a human? He ate two-thirds of her food reserves, but his stomach didn't even swell. He must be the reincarnation of a glutton!

"Mo Jiu, right! After eating so much of my dry food, shouldn't you be of some use?" Aning looked at Mo Jiu with gritted teeth.

"Ah?" Mo Jiu was chewing on the compressed biscuits in his hand. He looked up at Aning standing in front of him in confusion, "Didn't you agree to give it to Xiao Jiu?"

"But you ate two-thirds of our dry food in one go. The remaining reserves are totally insufficient to support the needs of so many people."

Mo Jiu gave Aning an expression pack that said "You are so poor". The little Qilin only ate a little, which was not enough to fill his stomach!

"Sigh!" Hei Xiazi was amused by his expression. The only people here, except Xie Yuchen, were Aning, who was backed by Qiu Dekao. They had a lot of money, so how could they be poor?

For this trip to the Queen Mother of the West Palace, the dry food and water that Aning prepared were more than enough to last the group for half a year.

Who knew that they would run into Mo Jiu, a greedy man, on the way. He coaxed Aning into feeling dizzy and she fed him two-thirds of the dry food.

The brothers had already noticed that Mo Jiu's appetite was not right, but since the food he ate was not bought with their money, they naturally did not remind Aning, who was softened by Mo Jiu's words.

"I have money." Aning was so angry that she laughed at Mo Jiu's clear look of "you are so poor". Could this guy be more naive than Wuxie?

How could it be so easy to coax Aning into giving her something away?

Aning felt that she was a little strange just now. She was just looking at this man, so why didn't she stop him from eating?

When Aning looked at Mo Jiu, her eyes slightly moved to other places of his, not daring to stare at Mo Jiu's little face anymore. She was afraid that she would be bewitched by Mo Jiu again.

In fact, what Aning didn't know was that the reason why she was led by Mo Jiu and agreed to everything he said was that Mo Jiu's words unconsciously carried the law of words. Although it was only a trace of the law here, it was not something that a mortal like Aning could resist.

A look of confusion emerged on Mo Jiu's face. He looked at the bag of dry food he had left behind at his feet. It seemed very bad to eat other people's food for free.

This Aning is not as rich as the Aning in his father's world. When they first met, he "gave" himself a speeding car!

Xie Yuchen saw what Mo Jiu was thinking and stood up. "Ms. Aning, I will give you the food that Mo Jiu ate at a high market price later!"

"What's the use of money in this desert?" Aning thought about the Queen Mother of the West Palace, which she didn't even know if it was halfway there, and then thought about the remaining water and dry food, and she felt a headache.

There were still a few subordinates who had gotten lost and had not been found, waiting for her to arrange people to look for them.

Seeing Mo Jiu looking somewhat at a loss, the young man stepped forward silently and said, "I'll help you find someone."

Aning's eyes lit up with joy. She was thinking of using Wuxie as a pretext to make Zhang, the famous mute on the road, dare not abandon them and run away! Unexpectedly, it was delivered directly to her.

Aning glanced at Mo Jiu. Perhaps Mr. Zhang's younger brother would be more useful than the rookie Wuxie.

Mo Jiu reached out and tugged at the young man's clothes, then raised his head and stared at him with his clear big eyes.

The people around thought that Mo Jiu didn't want the young man to agree to help Aning find someone. After all, the dangers of the desert were everywhere.

"Well, brother, if you help her with the work, can I eat enough? I'm still hungry."

"Are you a reincarnated starving ghost? Still eating?" Wu Xie was so shocked that his eyes were about to pop out.

Mo Jiu immediately changed his eyes to a fierce one and glared at Wu Xie who said he was a starving ghost, "You are the ugly one. Xiao Jiu is handsome, elegant, suave, graceful, and has a face like a jade... He is the most... most... beloved little unicorn of daddy, daddy, and brother. How can you compare that ugly thing of yours with this prince? This prince can beat him with one blow..."

Hei Xia Zi was so stunned by the string of nice words Mo Jiu used to describe himself that his glasses dropped off. If he hadn't reacted quickly, the black sunglasses on his nose would have fallen off.

He swore that this guy must have used up all the good words he knew to describe his appearance, otherwise he could have read it even longer.

Hei Xia Zi looked at the young man with sympathy and suspicion. How could Zhang, the mute who could not utter a word even after being beaten with a stick, have such a cocky brother? Is he really a member of the Zhang family from Northeast China?

The uneducated group of foreign mercenaries were so stunned by Mo Jiu's long speech in which he boasted about himself that they even gave him a thumbs up to praise his literary talent.

They are a bunch of rough guys who admire educated people, especially this young guy who can speak so many wonderful Chinese idioms that they don't understand.

The corner of Xie Yuchen's mouth twitched violently. He finally saw someone who was even more shameless than Hei Xiazi.

Wuxie opened his mouth and stared in amazement at Mo Jiu's flamboyant look. With the precious forehead bead and the mysterious Taoist pattern on his forehead, he seemed to see a flamboyant, lively, unscrupulous and carefree little prince.

Mo Jiu's self-proclaimed title of "Your Highness" did not sound like that of a middle school boy, but as if he was actually a distinguished royal highness.

The young man calmly pulled back his clothes, silently walked to the food tent, carried out a bunch of food, silently tore open a package, and stuffed it into the mouth of Mo Jiu who was still chattering non-stop.

Instantly, the entire camp fell silent, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. It finally stopped. This guy was really good at praising himself! They all got goose bumps after hearing this.

Seeing that she could make Mo Jiu stop eating, Aning didn't care how much dry food her younger brother brought out. He had already eaten so much anyway, so she didn't care how much it was.

As if something was chasing her from behind, she ran straight to the guide's tent and asked the guide to find out the next direction. She also contacted the people who stayed in Tamuqiao and asked them to prepare a batch of dry food that was many times more than the current amount and find a way to send it in as soon as possible.

The reason was that there was a sandstorm and supplies were lost.

She said that she was eaten by one person and still not full. Who would believe it if they didn't see it with their own eyes? It's better to mind your own business.