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There are a total of thirteen steps in the temple of rose, and it is a total of two hundred and fifty steps from the grand and solemn door of the temple to the main hall.

The heart in the chest is beating so hard.

The Temple of Rose is not as atmospheric as the Temple of Bimeng, and the Temple of Bimeng must recite the "Song of the Spirits" as a stepping stone even when entering the door, which is lower than the level of the sacrifice of Zaizheng, and can only be watched from a distance, with a kind of humility born from the heart; The Temple of Rose is full of a call to the heart, and there is a voice in the dark that always tugs at every soul who sees it, to admire its glory; Compared with the solemn and oppressive Beamon Temple, the main hall of the Temple of Rose is filled with a faint sandalwood fragrance, a maternal warmth and care, which can imprenate everyone who comes here, from head to toe, from the outside to the soul.

Originally, in Liu's shocking imagination, the interior of the Temple of Rose must have been filled with obscenity and decadent miasma, full of depraved and decaying drunken gold fans, and rippling with the naked temptation of the god of darkness, but when he really walked into this door, he knew that he was completely wrong; Whether it is the carved oil cups or bronze statues on both sides of the road, there are traces of splendid civilization here, and there is also the solemn majesty of the gods, coupled with the soothing fragrance of sandalwood, no matter how nervous people come here, the mood should be relaxed.

Leather boots and bluestone ground knocked out a burst of "stupid" echoes, two zombie warriors walked to an arch-shaped Yong door, all of them stopped, a wax demon replaced the duty of leading the way, this wax demon was obviously very naughty, a moment into Liu Zhen's appearance, a moment into a dark elf, the rolling wax grease let him shape the image he wanted to create in his heart as he wanted, although it was not very long and he would turn into a pile of wax grease.

Liu Zhenzhen laughed unscrupulously. He thought it was funny, and if he laughed like this in the solemn temple of Beamon, he would definitely feel a little weak because of the atmosphere, but here, for some reason, he had a feeling as if he had entered his own home, and he laughed whenever he wanted, and he felt very kind.

Before I knew it, the main hall arrived, "May you and the god of Rose always be there." The Wax Dissolver who led the way said in a dashing manner.

The Wax Dissolving Demon has the ability to see through people's hearts, and can conjure up the person who a person misses the most in their hearts. This wax demon conjured up a handsome young man at this time, with only endless sadness and indifference in the eyes under the military hat, but the seemingly young face was full of vicissitudes of sophistication. With just a pair of eyes, it seems to be telling a moving story; A cigarette on his lips that was about to burn out, curling and dissipating inexplicable sadness.

Liu Zhenzhen gently hugged the wax demon. If only this wax dissolving demon could have a pair of sword-like eyes that were vertical and horizontal in the long room. Then Liu Zhenzhen must have thought that he was really standing with his brother again.

"May the light never shine on your earth." Liu Zhenzhen patted the wax demon on the shoulder, sincerely thanking this naughty underground monster.

The wax demon has turned into a pile of manure oil again,

"Flutter flutter" shook his body and broke away from Liu Zhenzhen's arms. Disappeared into the darkness behind the Silhouette.

stepped into the Hades Hall with one foot, and pushed open the door of right and wrong with both hands.

Liu Zhenzhen suddenly saw his brother at this moment. It has always been that Gujing's mood suddenly fluctuated so much because of this change that even his head faintly felt dizzy, as if he had been hit with the butt of a gun. Although I knew that it was just an illusion created by the naughtiness of the wax demon, I suddenly saw that heaven and man were separated, but they were the relatives I cared about the most in my heart. After all, Liu Zhenzhen's heart still couldn't suppress the flood of all kinds of emotions.

Rose's temple is really special, when Liu Zhenzhen broke through the faint fog and stepped into the main hall with a stirring mood, the heavy stone eaves made a muffled "squeak" sound, no wind self-closed, the moment the stone door weighing 100 tons merged, Liu Zhenzhen simply had the illusion that the whole world and the temple were isolated.

The first thing that caught Liu's eyes was a bronze statue of the goddess Rose, the goddess with a human head and a spider body was drowning in the dim and tired lights at the moment, a faint light smoke like substance was spraying out from its mouth, and the eyes made of two gems flashed with a soul-stirring glow on the pretty face, like a lighthouse in the dark, distant, but so clear, you can't help but focus on your gaze.

There is no hell here, only a dreamlike reality, the dizzy Liu Zhenzhen stepped step by step on the thick carpet-like moss in the main hall, only to feel that the feet were soft, and with the already drunk head, I felt that there was an indescribable comfort and tiredness everywhere in my body; In the main hall in front of which is not very wide, there is nothing else to worry about except the divine seat, a few purple vines spread into a tutu shelf, under the fruit, is a silk swing gently rippling, the slightly peeling wall has been hollowed out, into an ancient bookshelf, stone and bronze versions of old books are scattered and haphazard, under the faint lamplight, eight elf beauties like flowers are slim in the faint incense and mist, it is so unreal.

"We've been waiting for you for a long time." Youyue'er housewife rolled up a fragrant incense and a mist that was absent, and stood beside Liu Zhenzhen with a smile, eight Zhuoer housemothers were wearing meticulous elf dresses, combing dignified buns, their solemn expressions with shy expressions and ancient Aegean style evening makeup, the impact on Liu Zhenzhen, just like in China in the eighties, suddenly saw a group of ancient ladies who were as demure as water.

Liu Zhenzhen suddenly felt a little at a loss, he didn't know what to say at all, this place completely made him lose his due adaptability, he felt that this kind of scene should only be a scene in the dream of the green lantern scroll and listening to the rain in the west window.

The eight housewives were proud and reserved, some were holding half a book in their hands, and some were holding silver hairpins with lanterns, their beauty and purity were high enough to cleanse any evil thoughts.

But at this moment, Liu Zhenzhen's heart slowly and slowly burned with a wildfire-like lust, this thought from small to large, like a meadow burning in the prairie, quickly evolved into a raging flame; I couldn't hold back the possession of ** anymore, and rushed left and right in his mind. What Wang wants to dominate the industry, what kind of family and country in the world, all turned into a pile of clouds and smoke that dissipated in the wind at this time, and the only thing he thought about her now was ............... Take possession of these eight proud women! Use their demure to hedgehog in the most shameless way! Destroy them to the end with the beauty that can cleanse them of any evil thoughts! Trample to the end! In the most unbearable way!

Desecration and holiness is the most unspeakable dream in almost every man's heart, and at this moment, Liu Zhenzhen realized that he was so close to his dream! Even just thinking about the noble and reserved lady who could defile this frog, Liu Zhenzhen could almost feel that a hot and surging magma was about to gush out of his body.

Not only did he think so, but he did it, and occasionally a trace of confusion slipped through his mind...... Why did I fall like this?

But this one flashed a light of sobriety. Quickly submerged in the monstrous flames of desire, compared with instinct, the acquired thoughts, qualities, morals, everything seems so small and easy to forget.

A chase begins, and the panicked lark can never escape the falcon's capture, which smiles lewdly. Step by step, he approached the Yun Cui who were blocked in the dead end. The bleak flower inconvenience did not win mercy, but only aroused the absurd beast nature more and more, and in his arms was the drowning mistress of the city of Mothor with a pair of astonishing breasts and an astonishingly thin waist, and this mistress was trying to turn her head away. There was a trace of teardrops on the delicate and beautiful face, and Liu Zhenzhen screwed this beautiful face in front of him roughly. Enjoy the perseverance and struggle.

The faint smoke in the main hall is getting thicker and thicker, and the faint sweet fragrance that refreshes people's hearts is also more intoxicating.

The perfectly sewn style of the elf evening dress has become scattered in the process of tearing, and the soft and seductive chest is always clumsy because the size is too amazing. It's like a dam that bursts its banks, and it can't be protected from one end but not the other.

"Lord Richard, we can talk about poetry first." Biting her lip, trying not to let the tears in her eyes overflow, the Drow Mistress of Mosoasia said with a smile on her face to the beast whose eyes were already red.

"We can also study music." The other master looked at the beast with trembling eyes, and although she was still trying to remain reserved, her pity and fear were already revealed on her beautiful and moving face.

"Poetry? Music? Liu Zhenzhen's face was full of lewd smiles, and he embraced the mother of Mosoasia City, sat comfortably on the silk swing under the Tumi frame, and his big thick hand probed into the collar of the beauty in his arms, and held the warm fragrance of nephrite, with Liu Zhenzhen's big hand that could control the basketball with one hand, he couldn't grasp it all, and the rich elasticity made the beast in his hand feel that he was trampling on the dignity of the world, ravaging the most noble virgin martyr.

"Will you dance?" Liu Zhenzhen looked at these Luo skirts with a scowl face, and the beauties who were in full bloom asked, the movements in their hands became more and more rude, and the elf in his arms was making a painful moan with his snort, which was far more powerful than any natural sound.

Several elven beauties avoided the unscrupulous aggressive gaze, gritted their silver teeth and nodded their heads.

"Then jump, if you don't jump well, come and accompany me." Liu Zhenzhen laughed and tore the clothes of the beauty in his arms into scattered butterflies, screams and resistance were ruthlessly suppressed, the soft and seductive body was rudely flattened on the swing, just like a gang that broke into a rich city, Liu Zhenzhen began to trample in the most primitive way, the swing is made of white silk, all have the thickness of a thumb, and the extremely strong silk did not break under Liu Zhenzhen's impact force pulling back and forth, it is really a miracle, Liu Zhenzhen is now only left with instinct, what dragon power, what sobriety, what family, all of them were forgotten in the inexplicable way.

The charming and seductive elf was flipped over again, pressed on the swing on his stomach, and Liu Zhenzhen, who had changed the rules and gameplay, was at this time completely showing the skills that he wanted to try before, but had not been able to get his wish, in the most savage and rough way.

The elf's eyebrows furrowed, and she let out a miserable wail, echoing with a cry, and the only thing that could bring her was more intense venting and bestiality.

The swing frame was trembling, the silk tie to the ground was shaking in pain, and the fruit was shaken and swayed by the violent oscillation. They fell one after another, each of the plump berries was the size of a grape, and some fell on Liu Zhenzhen's shoulder, bursting out of a grain of seeds and sweet pulp, "Bibi peeling" gargle sounded, and Liu Zhen's bare muscles were numb and slippery and happy, and the extremely elastic seeds popped up in the air with a dingdong sound.

Liu Zhenzhen didn't know when he had run out of clothes, the luxurious star robe was torn into long strips by himself, hanging down piece by piece, and a red dragon tattoo with teeth and claws was still wrapped around his neck to his chest. With its dense chest hair, the burgundy dragon resembles a beast emerging from the grasslands.

The intoxicating sound of silk and bamboo and singing and dancing flashed in front of Liu Zhenzhen one by one, he seemed to be able to see, but as if he didn't feel anything, all of this was like a misty heaven, free and omnipotent, God was there, and he had prepared the best lewd feast. And he's enjoying it.

The only thing that is clear is the thrill of the tide. Clear and real, Liu Zhenzhen had never felt so keenly that happiness and throbbing could be so intense, too great pleasure for him to think of anything in vain, and the faint clarity in his mind completely disappeared at this moment. All he had to do now was to indulge in this lubrication and warmth envelopment, and let the groans of pain and cries for mercy satisfy the intense pleasure of irrepressibly defiled holiness. And the graceful singing and dancing around him made him feel like an urgent idea to conquer the next one and the rape that he was about to get.

Impact! Just like you have ever unleashed the most fearless charge against your enemies! In the crash of a splash that rolled up thousands of piles of snow, Liu's shocking head raised to the sky, and let out a dull roar, a powerful pump. It's like a whirlpool in an angry poem, an undercurrent in the ocean of ice, trying to extract the ultimate essence of life from his body.

In the face of this pumping force, the tenacious willpower of all men will be like a mother facing a young mouth waiting to be fed, unreservedly sent.

The green silk of the Zhuoer elf was insisted on by Liu Zhenzhen, and as soon as his wrist flipped, he turned the unique delicate face of the elf, and this wonderful face was not only painful or painful, but also wonderful ** on the sweat and humiliation. "With your mouth." Liu Zhenzhen moved out of his position, lying on his back on the swing, his two thick furry thighs opened casually, and his muscles were knotted, and now he was completely a estrus beast that broke through the prehistoric ice and ran out of the wilderness.

In fact, just under this kind of extremely fatal excitement and stimulation for men, even Lao Liu, who has experienced thousands of battles, is almost on the verge of being unable to control it, but this obscene guy to the extreme, after all, is not a rookie who doesn't know how to enjoy life, and at the last moment, his chaotic brain can't think of anything, but his instinct in this regard has not been forgotten at all.

The hair of the Drow Mistress of Mosoa City was tightly pressed against the corners of her lips by sweat, and her wet body was delicate and graceful, as soon as Liu Zhenzhen let go of her hand, she straightened up, shook it, and like a snake, she slid down and collapsed under the Tumi frame, not moving, and her chest with five deep finger marks rose and fell slightly.

Liu Zhenzhen closed his eyes, exhaled and inhaled heavily, trying his best to calm down, and then opened his eyes, his eyes were like hungry wolves scanning the flock, and his eyes made all the beauties begin to tremble.

It's really hard to choose, this frog is a disheveled elf, every figure is so **, every curve is so perfect, and every look is still so arrogant and holy! Liu's shocking eyes greedily scanned the elven women in front of him, he really wanted to crush all the beautiful women and stuff them into his heart, to suppress the unspeakable hunger in his chest. Before he could do it, he finally painfully picked out the little bird in the form of a humanoid from the group of singing and dancing elves, and the halberd stretched out his fingers and shouted, "Don't hide! Depend on! It's *** even you! Come over here!"

"I won't。。。。。 The petite drow elf slowly walked forward, her voice trembling like duckweed in a rainstorm.

"Little girl, you can't learn." Liu Zhenzhen smiled lewdly and stretched out his hand, grabbed the soft hair, and forcibly pressed the seductive little mouth to the crotch.

"Resist! If you don't resist, I won't have so much pleasure!" Lao Liu sighed and laughed intermittently, his eyes first widened, and the action of patting the elf beauty's head up and down gradually changed from fast to solidified and sluggish, until he began to caress it. A soft head is making a smooth flow from fast to slow, from deep to shallow, the frequency is like a kowtow machine for oil extraction, choked snorts and mushy moans accompanied by the plucking of the delicate fingers, tugging at every heartstring belonging to the enjoyment of the conqueror.

The fog in the hall was even thicker, as if it was substance, and the song and dance had stopped at this time, and the other six Drow housewives were all around the swing under the Tumi frame, one by one with unconcealed surprise, looking at Liu Zhenzhen who was sizzling and gasping. Glancing at the mother of the city of Mosoasia lying on the ground again, the poor mother was already foaming at the mouth, and a trace of bright red appeared on Jiao Jiang's buttocks.

"Sure enough, it's a famous weapon." One of the housemothers glanced enviously at the housemother who was busy with the rabbit and the moon, and then at the half-shocked Mosoa housemother lying on the ground: "No wonder Helena is working so hard, resisting the intense pleasure while pretending to be pitiful. It's so hard for her. ”

It is worthy of being the owner of the famous weapon known as "it is difficult to buy an inch of gold in time". The entire ritual part is so powerful, and he can actually hold on to it until now! First of all, the wax dissolving demon turned into his most beloved relatives to disturb his mind, plus the "Stacked Incense" and "Durex Aphrodisiac Mist" released by the Rose Spider, as well as the divine power to assist the integration effect, plus our performance. Even if we want to release water, he's good enough!" One of the mistresses also muttered, "He made Helena so miserable." ”

At this time, Liu Zhenzhen was completely caught in the process of enjoying himself in confusion. I didn't realize what these housewives were saying about him.

"Even if it's an inch of gold, it's not good, this is not a battle at the same level. Helena, the lord of the city of Suoasia, curled up weakly from the ground, supported half of her body with her arms, and said tiredly: "He can't hold it for long, and I only use eighty percent of the power of my "Dark Suction Technique". It's just that I'm afraid that he won't be able to support it and cause the ritual to fail, but it's not a matter of releasing water like this, the queen of the Rose Spider has obviously felt our intentions, "Rosemary Spring Fragrance" and "Durex Phantom Mist" have become more and more intense, like this, even if we don't use the dark to suck, he can't bear it with his own famous weapon. ”

"If you can't do it, just stay underground honestly." One of the housemothers sighed, took two glasses of water, and handed them to the busy Youyue'er housemother, one of the two glasses of water was steaming.

"I don't even dare to use the Dark Roar now, I'm afraid I'll kill him at once!" The Mistress of Youyue'er raised her head, plucked a slightly curvy black hair from the corner of her lips, took the cup, looked at the other mistresses and sighed, shook her head, took a sip of cold water, and leaned down again.

A burst of screams swept through the temple, and the already thick smoke immediately became denser, almost invisible to the five fingers, and the lights on the wall were completely blocked by this sudden thick fog.

Boundless darkness has fallen in the great ship.

"The light shines on you!" A conservative housewife who didn't think it was possible to complete the Fall or shouted: "The Queen of Rosespiders is really angry!" Yu Yue'er, quickly absorb his essence, don't dream of turning into a night elf and returning to the surface!"

"Huh?" The voice of the Mistress of Youyue'er sounded strangely, "He broke free from me, where did he go?" ”

"It's useless to break free, maybe his mind is strong enough, the dose of "Rosemary" and "Durex Phantom Mist" has increased too suddenly, it is possible to bring him the possibility of returning to the light, but this waking time is very short, everyone wait for this beast to pounce, the power of Rosemary will make him find a hole to get into without a woman. The lewd laughter of the Mistress Helena of the city of Soa Reina echoed in the air above the main hall: "There is no hope! The Fallen Ritual will not succeed at all, no one should rob it, whoever absorbs the power of this sacrifice will be cheaper!"

Indeed, after only a few moments, the beast roared wildly, as the mistresses had said, and burst out of the invisible fog and rushed towards the elves who were quietly waiting.

"Ah~" A scream that I don't know who it was, accompanied by a coquettish smile of "eat, eat".

"Damn! One more! Lao Tzu wants one to open the dock and the other to push the ass!" Even in this case, Liu's shocking voice did not forget to shout out these things that had already been reflected in the depths of his mind.