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The leader of the Isomis tribal alliance who completely controls the western hemisphere of the home planet, Odibed, the capital of the Amataxi Kingdom, is holding the king's birthday banquet in the magnificent palace, full of voices and brilliant lights.

The leaders of various tribes came to congratulate one after another, and Ye Jia and Aiswell's group were among them.

After presenting birthday gifts and congratulatory speeches with the flow of people, they were placed in the middle seat on the left hand side, enjoying delicious food and wine while watching the passionate dance of the beautiful dancers in the arena.

Now that human beings have gone to the interstellar, I am afraid that in the entire universe, only this place still maintains the traditional customs and lifestyle thousands of years ago. Being in it, it feels like traveling through time and space.

The old king was sitting in the main seat. He was already old, and he had already indulged in wine and sex, and his vigor was worn out.

The kingdom practiced polygamy, and these wives gave birth to more than 20 sons for him. However, the tradition of succession to the throne in the Amatasi Kingdom has been very bloody. In the end, only one survived. Up to now, there are only two left .

They sat on his left and right hands respectively.

On the left is the eldest prince Shupaluk. He looks 34 or [-] years old. He is calm and introverted.

On the right is the little prince Lardesa. He is only 21 years old this year. He is handsome and charming, with a very arrogant and domineering personality.His mother is now being favored, and he is the old king's favorite son, who protects him everywhere and intends to pass on the throne to him.

While the wine was in full swing, Shupaluk and Laldesa toasted at the banquet with golden wine glasses respectively, and chatted happily with ministers and nobles from various tribes who came to congratulate them.

While eating barbecue and drinking fine wine, Ye Jia stared straight at the most glamorous and beautiful dancer with green eyes.

Suddenly, a slender hand stretched out from the side, pinched his ear, and twisted it mercilessly.

"Oh~ let go, let go!" Ye Jia threw the leg of lamb, hugged the jade hand with both hands, and looked at Windsor beggingly: "Honey, I was wrong, I was wrong, lightly, lightly, and it will be twisted off in a while." What can I do?"

Windsor approached him, with a sneer on the corner of her lips under the veil, "Huh? Wrong? Do you dare to do it next time? It would be better to twist off one ear, so as not to be promiscuous everywhere. After all, in the tribe, no woman would like it." One ear, isn't it?"

Ye Jia shivered, and quickly said: "Honey, I was really wrong, I love you the most, I really dare not."

Windsor: "Really?"

Ye Jia: "Really, really can't be more true."

Windsor smiled softly, let go of his ears, and snuggled into his arms, "Then I can believe it~"

Ye Jia broke out in a cold sweat, and quickly patted Windsor's shoulder with one hand to comfort him, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the other.

Eswell and Long Bingcheng watched the joke for a while.

At this moment, the little prince Lardesa walked up to the two of them with fine wine, and showed a charming smile: "The two are Musa of Kabite and Pazyana of Sersheban. It is better to meet each other than to be famous. , how about a drink together?"

Ye Jia and Elsweil clinked glasses with him, drank up the wine in the glasses, and chatted to pay respects.

Just when the two thought that he would leave after toasting, they didn't expect him to sit next to Eswell, stared at Eswell for a while, stretched out his fingers, raised his chin lightly, and said with a smile: "I've heard that Praziana is in poor health, but I didn't expect to be such a beautiful woman."

Elsevier cast a cold death glance at him with a world-weary face and a paralyzed face.

This is not the look that a person who is in poor health and has lived in the palace for a long time will have. Windsor, Long Bingcheng, and Ye Jia are beating drums in their hearts at the same time: It's over.

However, Laldesa just laughed for a while, patted Eswell on the shoulder, and under the gaze of his death gaze, invited calmly: "It's rare to come to Obeid, Paziana , if you have time, you are welcome to visit my palace at any time."

Elsevier took a sip of his wine, but didn't bother to look at him, and said lightly, "Okay."

Lal Desa nodded, got up and left with a smile.

After a while, seeing him walking away, Windsor moved closer to Eswell, and secretly reached out her hand, "The store manager, here we are."

Elsevier looked down and saw a small golden key lying in Windsor's hand.

He gave a moderate "hmm" and continued to drink and observe the guests at the banquet.

Windsor put away the keys, turned around and saw Ye Jia's stubbornness, then stared at the dancer again, stretched her arms to his lower back, pinched the soft flesh, and twisted it hard.

Ye Jia immediately sprayed the wine.

Long Bingcheng laughed out of joy, sighed secretly, luckily he had never met this kind of tigress, suddenly, he felt a gaze looking at him.

He looked around calmly, but that feeling disappeared again, and he wandered around for a week, finding nothing.

He lowered his eyes and thought deeply, this look gave him a very familiar feeling, who could it be?

In the middle of the night, the banquet ended, and the guests rested under the arrangement of the attendants.

Not far from the king's palace, in La Desa's summer palace.

Elsevier was alone, flitting through the shadows of trees, shuttled through the thick night, with a vigorous posture, like a black cheetah, and soon found the location of the dungeon.

He sneaked into it silently, shot two anesthetic needles as thin as a hair, and stunned the two guards guarding the gate. He walked to the door, took out the key, opened the heavy iron door of the cell, and slipped in. go in.

Go down the stairs, pass the long aisle, ignore the two rows of cells, and go straight to the huge cell at the end of the passage.

The lock of this cell is an electronic lock. Fusu took out a professional electronic unlocking tool, fiddled with it for a while, and then the cell door opened gently.

He put away his tools and sneaked into the cell with agility.

In the dark prison cell, a piece of silvery moonlight spilled in through the iron window on the top of the wall, shining on a tall and powerful body, and the silver-white hair shone brightly under the moonlight.

Hearing the voice, he raised his head, even in the dark, he recognized the person coming, and said with a smile: "Silly boy, why did you come here in person?"