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Chapter 1611

Chapter 1611 Survival Instincts

“Are you saying that I am talking sh*t?”

This time, Francesca reacted very quickly as she stared at him fiercely.

“Of course not. Every single word you said is of utmost importance.”

Zachary’s survival instincts were very strong. He was only able to move his head right now, so his very survival was dependent on Francesca’s mood.

I won’t dare to offend her.

“Hmph! You are not that stupid after all!”

Francesca rolled her eyes at him and scooped the food out of the pot.

She had prepared another dish for herself as well.

“I thought we are discussing about curing my illness. Why are you eating?”

shifts so fast. One minute she is immersed

energy to

and squeezed the juice into a glass. Once the glass was full, she sipped the juice and enjoyed her meat at the

she would throw a few pieces of meat and bones for the limping aged wolf next to her. As for the eagle and python, she

relish that he started to

now, so you

pushed the glass of

Zachary looked at the leftover apple juice and could not help but frown. “I feel

eat, you will poop. Who is going to clean up for you?” snapped

taken aback. “I will get

to death.” Francesca

is below par. I’m afraid I will have to scale back on your

“Scale back?”

and threw it. The large knife stabbed into a wooden

in shock. He did not even

from her pocket and walked up to him. She opened the book up and

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