Why are there three more unfinished tasks......

William estimated that the task given by the system was to play with himself, and although the number of tasks completed this time was all 0/1, it was much more difficult than all the previous tasks combined.

Destroying the headquarters, destroying the statues, and killing the mid-level professionals, this is basically a race to the death, just with these thirty or so rookies who are less than LV8 on average, they want to challenge the church with a true God?

William opened his panel and took a look, confirming that it was not LV100 but LV10, first-order professionals can be regarded as high for ordinary people, but for higher-level professionals, they are not fart, just the stupid beard behind the team, if you hit it hard, it is estimated that you are not an opponent.

If memory serves, the Fortune Church's Flange Division is a LV40 area in the game, which means that there will be at least one professional who has broken through the fifth order in it.

The same is true for the Church of Eros, although the Church of Knowledge is also an area of LV40, but the subdivision bishop sitting in it is relatively young, just a fourth-order professional who has just been transferred, and the level is only a little more than LV30.

But, there is such a large fountain of bones in the middle of the royal capital, have you forgotten how the Lord of the Dead is cold? The Pope of the Church of Knowledge has been staring at this place!

That Pope is a ninth-order boss, and although the specific profession is not clear, the level is also 80 when converted. And this is still the most bullish of the big guys, holding several unreasonable artifacts in his hands, and beating the undead lord who is also more than 80 levels is like a joke, this church is the most unprovoked!

William dared to swear to God that if the system dared to pop out of his head, he would definitely pounce on it and choke it by the neck, first flattening and then rounding, and then pinching it into ......

"Wei ...... William, light your hands......"

Just when he was worried about his father's new task, Avril Lavigne, who was lying on his back, leaned next to his ear and complained softly with a red face.

"You're pinching me, don't ...... Don't use that much force. Avril buried her head in William's shoulder, feeling as if she was starting to have a fever again.

In the past few days, she first climbed the mountain in the rain, and then had a serious illness, and then she had to eat black bread that would make her stomach, and after a few convenient trips, her legs were shaking when she walked, and her body was already almost to the limit, and she led the horse for several hours on the mountain road, and she was really about to be unable to bear it.

When she was walking on the mountain road just now, Avril almost fell to the ground with a weak leg, and if it wasn't for William's quick hand grabbing her, she would have rolled straight down the mountain road. After two similar dangers, she had to give up and climb on William's back.

Avril lamented in her heart, obviously she was fine at the beginning, but from just now, the hands holding her thighs became unruly, and she began to slap them twice from time to time.

Although Avril was a little embarrassed, she wasn't ready to say anything, after all, it should still be quite tiring to carry her all the time, and it is normal for people to adjust their focus a little.

But what I didn't expect was that the next pair of big hands became more and more excessive, not only occasionally slapping a few times, but even beginning to gradually begin to tighten. The only bit of flesh at the base of his thighs was squeezed out of shape by those big hands.

As a queen who often rode horses to participate in battles, Avril dared to swear to the sky that there was almost no excess fat on her body, only a little flesh on her thighs that she couldn't usually exercise, but this bit of meat was discovered by William. Moreover, William seemed to have a soft spot for those two soft flesh, and the big burning hands tightened more and more, burning her legs sorely.

After realizing that something was wrong, Avril pretended to clear her throat, trying to remind William that his hands should be more disciplined, but William seemed to be distracted, and not only did the hands not stop, but moved bigger, and even began to knead and pinch openly, making her legs sore and numb.

This guy is really ...... There are so many people following behind, and they dare to be strange at this time!

Avril glanced at William shyly and angrily, but found that his face was still serious, two lacquered eyes were staring into the distance a little dazedly, and a pair of handsome and handsome eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, as if they were thinking about something extremely important. The outline of the side face was like a knife and an axe against the background of the daylight, and the sunlight that leaked under the bridge of the nose made her suddenly faintly dizzy.

William: He seems to be thinking about something else, he shouldn't have done it on purpose......, right? Why don't I bear with it a little longer?

Avril endured the big hands that were getting hotter and hotter, and buried her head on William's shoulder like an ostrich, Her Majesty the Queen, who was twenty-eight years and fifteen months old, felt as if she had returned to the age of sixteen, and the fawn that had been sleeping for a long time seemed to be stretching her body.

Not...... I'm thinking about what kind of mess, William is ten years younger than me, and he usually teases him a little, and all the messy things before are accidents!

Avril took a deep breath, trying to calm her messy mind, but William's strength in his hands grew stronger and stronger, and she endured it again and again, and finally she couldn't bear the constant itching sensation on her legs, and whispered a few words of complaining.

Hearing the murmur like a cat in his ear, William's body shook slightly, and his somewhat dazed eyes regained focus. He glanced back at Avril on his back, immediately relieved the strength of his hands, and moved his hands in the direction of her knees, giving a slightly apologetic smile to the flushed face.

Spring is coming.

Avril felt her whole head tremble, and the corners of her lips that were as hard as ice could be curled? The pair of serious and cold eyebrows could also cast such a soft gaze? Even if she searched her stomach, she could only think of one word to describe all this.

Glacier thaw.

Avril's sturdy nose opened slightly, and she took a short, quick breath. She only felt that the fawn on her chest that had just woken up had grown horns at some point. The slender and powerful neck was slightly bowed, and the four strong hooves of the deer were dusty, and they struck her heart-end with ferocity.

Without saying a word, Avril pressed her hot cheeks against the cold armor, feeling as if her whole body was about to burn.

Enduring the throbbing as if it were overelectricity, she desperately thought about everything that had passed, trying to find a way to resist this feeling, but whether it was the impassioned charge on the battlefield or the tide of praise and shouts from the people of the royal capital, they were all washed away by that faint smile.

In the midst of her chaotic memories, she suddenly remembered a myth she had heard when she was a child. The male elf named Narcissus in the story is so handsome that even the gods are ashamed of himself, and his smile can make the fish forget to swim, the birds to forget to fly, and even the river from flowing.

Avril felt as if she were the river......