After the dwarfs looked down at the sealed iron chains on their hands and feet, their faces changed drastically, and they pulled the iron chains on their bodies indignation.

These chains were refined after being sealed by the Nuwa clan, and can be untied by anyone anywhere.

After struggling for a while, no dwarf could break free from the shackles on his hands and feet. He grabbed his ears and heads in a hurry, and shouted angrily: "Cunning Nuwa clan, you will get retribution for treating dwarves like this!"

"The noble dwarf will not become a servant of the Nuwa clan!"

"Let go of the dwarf!"

“…”

The chirping sound was like a group of flies buzzing around him. Mu Jiuer almost didn't think about it, and her fingertips condensed a colorful fighting spirit and quickly bounced it away.

The noisy dwarf let out a terrified howl.

"Ao, it hurts so much, it hurts. Priss' nose is broken, Priss is injured! Kill the dwarf...!"

Everyone looked closely. The dwarves who had been shouting before retreated in fear as if they had been lit with acupoints. One of the dwarves covered his scalded red nose. His face, which was as rough as tree bark, was full of fear. While jumping anxiously, he covered his smoking nose. He looked very funny, and everyone laughed.

Deserve it!

Being called stupid by dwarves, as a human, naturally, he has no good feelings for these arrogant short men. He is gloating when he sees them being defeated.

Mu Jiuer looked down at her dwarf with panic and fearful eyes, raised her eyebrows, held Feng Yan's hand on her hips, and looked at them lazily, asked: "Please choose between you two, the first is to surrender and become a servant of the Nuwa tribe, and the second is to follow your companions to the underworld."

After a while, the dwarves who were still resenting Mu Jiuer were hesitantly forming a team. The fear on their faces had not subsided, but they did not have the arrogance and arrogance they had before.

The dwarves pushed me and I pushed you. A dwarf with a blue hat stepped forward tremblingly, knelt on one knee on the ground, and gave a standard gift, "We are willing to surrender."

Fei Luo didn't expect Mu Jiuer to help her subdue the dwarfs. He was so excited that he didn't know what to say. His thin body trembled slightly, and he bit his lip and looked at Mu Jiuer in front of him with gratitude and admiration.

You should know that the dwarves are the most arrogant and stubborn race.

Most of them will not surrender to a race that has declined and despised by them. No matter what, their Nuwa tribe has indeed declined, and she is the only one left in the huge Nuwa tribe...

Without everyone's help, the dwarves would not surrender to her, and the Nuwa tribe would likely die from now on...

Mu Jiuer looked at the dwarf who was politely bowing and pursed her lips.

In this other world, strength determines everything. The strong are respected and the victor is king. No matter how angry the dwarves are, she has indeed suffocated their spirits and they cannot accept it.

Cailing was a little dissatisfied: "What do you want these idiots to do? If you want me to see, it's better to kill them and vent your anger!"

"What do you know? Those who achieve great things do not care about the trivial matters and cannot always grasp the past things..."

Before Ling Yun finished speaking, Cailing sneered and interrupted: "Yes, yes, yes, I don't know anything, you know everything, right? You have a good brother, I am a country girl, and I can't compare to it!"

"No, I don't mean that, I never looked down on you, I just said-"

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Lingyun: Cailing, listen to my explanation.

Cailing: I don’t listen, don’t listen, don’t listen, don’t listen—
Chapter completed!