Chapter 80: As a pet of the alien noble master 7

"Curly, why should I contact me?"
Neil asked expressionlessly, the smiling man facing him stiffened, gave him an unpleasant look, and blew the curl of his bangs hanging in front of his eyes. "Please call my name Mu Ya, I hate that nickname very much."
"There will be a celebration banquet in my palace. As one of the hosts, I specially invite you." The curly-haired male Mu Ya stretched out his hands. "Although our people in the west have always been at odds with your east, but this time it is A common happy event for our nobles in the west-our great mother finally gave birth to a younger sister for us, she will be the mother of our next generation of children. Of course we want to invite you to such a grand event, although I personally do not want to invite I really don’t know why your mother of a nobleman in the east is willing to give seven swords to people like you.

Neil was expressionless, "I am better than you even if I have defects."
Mu Ya sneered and stopped arguing with him, but instead turned his eyes to Zhong Jin in his arms.
"I heard that you raised a blue star man before. It's really strange. Is such a fragile little thing that you haven't raised yet? Those guys in the east are all big bosses, even if your little thing is not dead now It probably won’t last long. It’s so pitiful.
Mu Ya glanced at the pet who was squeezing in front of him to look at the communication light screen, and thought to himself, this pet that he raised is not the one on the other side?
Therefore, as a pet owner, Mujaga said: "You can also bring your blue star person to the banquet. I have raised so many blue star people. I know how to raise them best, maybe You can ask me if I am in a good mood and don't mind giving you some valuable experience."
Neil: "You talk a lot."
Mu Ya's face twitched, gritted his teeth and cut off the communication.
Neil held Zhong Jin and continued to look at the weapon, but Zhong Jin was thinking about the exchange with that uncle just now. Yes, when two aliens are communicating, two fellows on earth are also communicating.
The uncle in suit said that there will be a banquet there, and many people will go there. He is going to inform the other Blue Star people during the interview. At this banquet, everyone will gather to exchange information and help everyone resolve their confusion. He told Zhong Jin that it would be best to follow his master if possible.
Is Zhong Jin going? Of course, it will be annoying to stay at home. What's wrong with being able to go out to play. As long as Neil is around, Zhong Jin feels safe, because there is definitely no one to bully her.
Sure enough, after they went out, Zhong Jin watched the light screen show for a while, and saw the alien who was talking to Neal appeared on the light screen show. He is a resident of the pet channel, but this time he appeared on a different channel. It's not the pet channel. He was sitting in a precarious manner and said something. Zhong Jin guessed that he was talking about the banquet that Uncle Suit had just mentioned.
The uncle in the suit really took a good look at the light-screen program, and sat downright next to the alien, calling on all the Blue Star people to attend the banquet if they had the opportunity to communicate with each other and help each other friendly. The alien didn't realize what the pets around him were doing. After talking for a while, he pampered his uncle's head.
The uncle was used to it, his expression remained unchanged, and his tone was comparable to CCTV news reports. Zhong Jin also admired him very much.
The cigarettes and alcohol she ordered on the Internet arrived. Zhong Jin was addicted to cigarettes. He drew out a cigarette and lit it, enjoying himself. Neil, who was sitting on the side squeezing her foot, smelled it, and suddenly sneezed, then sneezing one after another. After hearing the dozen or so sneezes that shook the sky, Zhong Jin sighed helplessly at Neil's suspicious and depressed look, and threw out half of the cigarette.
Neil stopped sneezing, but he became curious about the cigarettes. He took the pack of cigarettes that Zhong Jin had opened and smelled it. It was another big sneeze and his nose was red.
Zhong Jin pointed his head with a finger, and scolded: "Squeamish, I can't stand a little smoke!"
Not knowing what she was talking about, Neil threw away the cigarette and grabbed her hand to bite. Zhong Jin didn't want to play that kind of mentally handicapped game with him, so he took a sip of the wine that was delivered with him. He can't smoke and drink.
Zhong Jin has forgotten one thing. The Thousand Cups of Not Drunkard is the 29-year-old Zhong Jin, not the 16-year-old Zhong Jin. She is still drinking for the first time in this body, so I forgot the clock. Jin naturally became a drunk after drinking half a bottle of wine.
Neil shrugged his nose and smelled a weird smell coming from his black drinking bottle. He squeezed his soft feet indifferently. Suddenly he heard a bang and saw Hei Hei threw the strange smelling bottle on the ground. When she finished, she turned her head and hit his face with a fist.
Neil thought Heihe finally wanted to play with him, and squeezed her fist.
"Take another punch!" The drunk Zhong Jin waved his other hand and slammed Neil's face again.
Not feeling that she was drunk or crazy, Neil squeezed her other hand sillyly. Both hands of Zhong Jin were held and squeezed. She sneered and moved her feet, kicking towards Neil's lower body. Go, "Severe children and grandchildren! Aha!"
Neil, who was kicked in a certain part, didn't move at all. He didn't feel any harm at all. He only felt that the black suddenly became lively, so he clamped her foot with her leg.
"The enemy is too strong, look at your sister's iron head skill!" Zhong Jin was unyielding and wanted to hit Neil's face with his head, but he couldn't hit him at this angle, so he could only hit his chest and puff, but Neil didn't feel it. It hurts, Zhong Jin felt like he had hit the wall with his head, and he woke up for two minutes from the pain.
She dullly looked at Neil's two rows of big white teeth, touched her head and burst into tears.
Neil was startled by her voice and let go of her hands and feet. Zhong Jin hugged his neck and cried, piapiapia patted his face, and complained in a tone of voice, "I hurt my head when I bumped into it. You stone man, why are you so hard? It's not good for a man to be too hard!"
The drunk driver drove the car. The passenger was inexplicably unaware that he was in the car.
Grandpa Tata walked out with the pot, he was still cooking, and was startled by Zhong Jin's voice. He said worriedly: "What's wrong with Heihe? Why do you suddenly scream so loudly?"
Neil was holding Zhong Jin in one hand and was checking her hands and feet, trying to see if he didn't control the strength and caused her pain. Hearing this, he said without raising his head: "I don't know either."
"Oh, our family Heihe is the most obedient. It's okay and won't be noisy. Are you sick? I said the Blue Star people are the most vulnerable. Neil, don't always scare Heihe."
Neil rubbed Zhong Jin's hands and feet, and when he saw it was useless, he rubbed his stomach and touched his back. Zhong Jin felt that a gangster touched herself all over, and as soon as she lowered her head and opened her mouth, she bit Neil's palm, and said vaguely, "What is the mental retardation?"
Neil tugged at his own hand, but didn't pull it out. He couldn't help but ask, "Is Hei hungry?"
After sobering up, Zhong Jin felt that his teeth were sour, like he had chewed a hundred bags of beef tendon. Neil was sitting next to her. Zhong Jin saw that his right hand was densely packed with tooth marks from the palm to the arm.
Zhong Jin:......I can leave a mark on such a hard place, and it's really lucky that my teeth haven't fallen.
Zhong Jin put a lot of high-end cigarettes and liquors in the cabinet and left them idle.
She watched the uncle in the suit twice on the light screen show. He emphasized the date every time, and Zhong Jin remembered the day by his chanting. In her previous life, Neil often went out. Zhong Jin didn't know if he went to the banquet.
On that day, when Neil was about to go out, Zhong Jin followed him and walked to the door Neil took Zhong Jin and kissed her, trying to put her down. Zhong Jin grabbed his hair and didn't let it go. Neil raised his head to pull the hair out, and Zhong Jin grabbed it again.
"I'm going to fight with people, and Hei is going with me?" Neil asked.
Zhong Jin nodded.
Neil was surprised: "Hei Hei understands?"
Zhong Jin continued to nod.
Neil held her in front of his face. "Black?"
Zhong Jin is still nodding, who knows what the aliens are saying, anyway, nodding is right.
Neil: "Black and black can't bear the master, right?"
Zhong Jin nodded.
Neil: "Okay, then I'll take you there. Don't be as obedient as you are at home, or you will be bullied. There are many blue star people in Curly. Go find them to fight and fight with them. I'm afraid of you, I dare not bully you, you know?"
Zhong Jin: It's endless, what do you keep talking about, I don't understand!
Neil was riding in a sharp triangle, and when he sat up, it cut through the air with a rustling sound, like a beam of light. They reached their destination after passing six stars and a large nebula.
After arriving at the destination, Zhong Jin thought, this is the place where the nobles should live. The place where Neil lives is at most a small villa, and this is simply a group of palaces in front of him.
The pure white building is surrounded by rugged red high mountains, with a circle of water in the middle, and plants of various colors on the side are only one meter high and distributed everywhere. They arrived early. Half of the sky is full of flying objects of various styles, and there is a steady stream of flying objects coming here. Most of the aliens that come out are humanoids similar to Neil, not the same. It's the sword hanging from their waist.
There are gold and silver, and the number is more or less, the most is seven. Zhong Jin noticed that those aliens who wore golden swords like Neil had a sturdy spirit, and those who wore silver swords were just like the curly hair of the owner here, looking... more delicate.
These are obviously two factions. People from the Golden Sword occasionally come over to say a few words to Neil, and the people from the Silver Sword look unfriendly when they see Neil.
An endless stream of people came, gathered in piles, and walked into the building.
There are people everywhere in the wide hall. Curly-haired Mu Ya is wearing delicate white clothes, behind him are two rows of equally white guards, with five silver swords hanging around his waist. As the host here, he greeted the visitors, and after noticing Neil, he brought the two rows of guards over.
"You really brought this little thing here. It seems that you like it very much." Mu Ya's tone was subtle, and he raised his hand to lead him in one direction. "Many guests also brought their pet Blue Star Man. , They are all over there, you can put your little pets over there and let them play together."
When Neil walked there with Zhong Jin in his arms, he saw more than 30 Blue Star people.
He put down Zhong Jin, wiped her head, got up, turned around and took a step and then turned back, thinking about holding Zhong Jin's hand on the hilt of his waist. "Which one can Hei pull out?"
Zhong Jin didn’t understand what he meant, so he could only use guessing. He tried to draw the few swords, and found that he could only draw the smallest one. Although it was the smallest of the seven swords, there were about one. Meters long.
Seeing Zhong Jin drew out the smallest sword, Neil took down the sword altogether, tied Zhong Jin around her waist, and told her: "If someone bullies you, use this sword to kill him. ."
After speaking, he stood up, walked into the crowd, and disappeared after a while.
The curly-haired Mu Ya was still here, and he stared at the golden sword on Zhong Jin's waist with a surprised expression. How can Neil play with a pet like this symbolizing identity and honor? Sure enough, he was an uneducated noble in the east.
Zhong Jin: Why is this golden sword so heavy, and the pants are about to be torn off? How do these people hang such heavy swords on their waists, and the belts of their pants are fastened on their waists? Confusing.