Flitton, utterly shocked, followed Mrs. Moira into the study. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Along the way, Lady Moira was still whispering that he had not come at the right time, so that she was not prepared at all.

But as soon as the door to the study was shut, Mrs. Moira eagerly took Fletton's hand and pressed it against her breast.

"Quick! Delenthe, meet me! ”

Feeling the fullness under the palm of his hand, it would be hilarious if Freeton didn't understand what was going on.

But now is not the time to do this!

"What's wrong with you? Don't you love me Drenthe? Sensing Flitton's hesitation, Moira stepped back sadly and slammed into the city lord's usual desk, "No! Drenthe, you can't abandon me! ”

"No, it's not!" The processed voice came out of Flitton's mouth, and he wanted to say something, but in this regard, there was no experience at all.

"Then why do you love me so hard?" Still sad, Moira said, "Oh, you can't do that! My heart will be broken because of you! ”

Freeton didn't know what to say, but now the important thing was not to reveal his identity, in fact, he could just kill Moira, so that nothing would happen, and he could also blame the assassin who assassinated the city lord before. However, Freeton, who is still very young, is actually haunting the plumpness under the palm of his hand at this time......

At this moment, Flitton touched a small vanity box that he had used for his previous disguise, which was small and exquisite, similar to the women's one, but even more exquisite.

"Hey Moira, actually, I'm preparing this for you!" Freeton pulled out his makeup case.

Sure enough, no matter what time it is, women will be defeated by this kind of thing.

"Come on, Drenthe, right here," Moira put away her makeup case and looked at Flitton with a smile again, "It's on this city lord's desk, love me......"

Moira familiarly hooked one hand around Fryton's neck and slowly lay back, while the other hand explored the rest of Flitton's body......

It was as if Flitten was immersed in a wonderful journey, he seemed to be flying in the sky for a while, swimming in the sea for a while, warm, silky, soft, soft that could not stand a grip, silky like milk, as if it could melt the warmth of the body......

At some point, Freeton came to his senses.

He lifted his upper body and looked around.

The study that had been completely darkened, and there was silence outside the window, and he was on the sofa in the middle of the study, still holding the Moira in his arms.

It turned out not to be a dream......

Freeton had no idea what had been going through, as if all his senses had been thrown into chaos.

For the first time, is that it?

"Badass, Drenthe, why did you suddenly become so powerful......"

Moira's voice startled him suddenly, and Fliton looked down to see that Moira was still asleep.

It's time to carry out the command!

Flitton hit himself hard, it was so late, and the master would definitely punish himself when he went back!

Only then did he feel regretful, grabbed his clothes next to the sofa, and got up cautiously, but when his feet stepped on the ground, he suddenly went limp, and his whole body had no strength.

Flitton involuntarily leaned against the bookshelf to the side.

I don't know what he touched, so he felt empty behind him, and then fell in.

What's going on?

For more than a dozen seconds, Flitten didn't feel the ground approaching, and in the process, he looked up at the study above, as if he saw a figure pounce on the closing hole.

At that moment, Flitton's eyes suddenly lit up, and in an instant, he fell into a blood-red lake.

I don't know what happened, but when he was immersed in the lake, his body changed back to his own form in an instant, and the disguise fell off naturally.

"This time, is that you?"

An old voice sounded, and Flitton swam out of the water, and saw a flat field in the low, blood-red lake, and on the flat ground there was a large stove, and beside the stove there was an old man with gray hair.

It's just that this old man's hands and feet are cuffed by a gray-white iron chain.

The old man saw that Flitton was floating on the water, so he threw a rope and came over.

Fliton thought about it, but grabbed the rope anyway.

Now that so many things have happened, it seems that the task assigned by the master cannot be completed, I don't know what this old man wants to do, or go over and take a look, after all, the other party's hands and feet are tied, he is a big knight, can he be afraid of the other party?

It's just that this underground lake is too weird, and the water in the lake is not the usual water, blood red, and a little sticky.

Fliton went to the flat ground where the old man was, and at close range, he felt the huge stove in front of him, almost ten meters high, and there was a shelf next to it that went straight to the mouth of the stove, and here, you could also see the light in some holes, like flames, but there was no firewood here, how could there be flames?

"Is that your name this time?" The old man said the same thing as before, he nodded and laughed, "Not bad, not bad......"

"Come with me." The old man was the first to walk up the shelf.

Flitton wanted to ask what he was doing, but he felt as if he had mistaken him for someone else, was he the last figure to appear in the study?

Flitton didn't speak, afraid to be exposed.

The higher he looked, the clearer Flitton looked at the stove, it was very old on the surface, it looked like it was not young, and when he passed through the holes, Flitton looked inside, and sure enough, the light he saw before was the flame, but he didn't know where the fuel was.

At the top of the shelf is a platform connected to the opening of the stove, where you can see the entire underground lake around you more clearly.

Fliton saw that the underground lake was about a thousand meters wide, and all of it was hidden deep in this karst cave dozens of meters high underground, and he couldn't see where the source was, only the top of the cave dozens of meters high dripping blood-red liquid from time to time.

Similarly, Flitton couldn't see where the exit was.

"Please, no matter how many times, I still can't jump by myself." The old man stood at the mouth of the stove and turned around and said, "But I still want to live too much, and the breath of life is the thing I love the most." ”

Is it to push him down? Won't he die?

As Flitton approached the furnace, he could see the flames in the furnace, and he had heard him do so many times.

"What about me? How do I get out? Now, Flitton had to ask.

"Get out?" The old man walked up to Fryton, "Didn't your teacher tell you?" When everything is done, you can naturally get out. ”

"What is it done-"

The old man suddenly grabbed Fryton's hand tightly, and Flitton was about to break free, but the old man screamed first.

"No!"

Freeton was taken aback and didn't understand what was happening, but the first thing was to get rid of the other first.

However, the old man was one step ahead of him, and I don't know what mechanism he pressed, and the whole platform fell to the furnace!

Flitton and the old man were unsteady on their feet and fell down together!

Below, in the furnace, countless brilliant flames are blooming.