The moonlight shone on the hills of the Cursed Lands, on the tiles of every eaves of the castle, and on the blue-spotted courtyards, as if to spread a layer of hoarfrost over all of them. The pen and the fun pavilion www.biquge.info the damp and cold outside the cool style of the mountain night, the girl was draped in black hair, the snow-white and mature carcass was shining like a jade sculpture in the snowy moonlight, she subconsciously covered her chest with a sheet, and turned her head to look behind her in a panic.

At this time, from the attic window came a thin blonde young man with a pale face, the buttons of his magic robe had been unbuttoned, revealing a thin figure like ribs under the open placket, his hand was buttoned in a panic, and the other hand was holding a magic wand, angrily pointing at the girl who ran outside and was called Morayaer.

Morayar seemed to know that the blonde magician was about to cast a spell, so she glanced at me secretly, gritted her teeth and jumped down from the roof, below is the courtyard of the ancient castle, in the center of the courtyard is a lawn covered with bluespot grass, the lawn is surrounded by a circular path paved with bluestone slabs, if you really jump off the roof of the attic dozens of meters high, whether it is on the grass or on the stone road, it is almost impossible to escape death.

I somewhat admired the courage of this girl, and would rather die than ask me for help, and would rather die than expose my position, but the more this happens, the more uncomfortable my heart becomes, just like Morayaer's death at this time, I will feel that it has something to do with me, I should actually stand up and save him, so I regret it a little.

At this moment, a little white star flew out of the blonde magician's staff, and instantly turned into a white ribbon in the air, tying the girl like a rice dumpling, and like a flying insect hanging on a silk web, which was tightly wound by the spider with silk thread, and hung on the edge of the tile. It swings like a pendulum.

My heart was a little at ease, but the idea of saving the girl was burning in my heart, but it could not be extinguished.

The blonde magician, who had seen off Madame Calle in the evening, crept cautiously up from the attic window, got carried away and lay down on the edge of the ridge tile, and said to Morayar, who was hanging in mid-air, "Haha. You still can't escape from the palm of my hand in the end, lovely Ya'er!You see, without magic, you are no different from those street girls, you might as well please me obediently, otherwise I dare not promise to do anything unreasonable to you, didn't you always like me when you were in the academy?"

The rope formed by the magic was real, and the magician reached out and grasped the end of the rope that hung from the edge of the tile. It was an eye-opener for me to be able to pull Morayar up with great difficulty.

Seeing that little by little was pulled back, Morayar said ashamedly and annoyedly, "Shameless, you will one day be devoured by magic and die! Let go of your filthy claws." ”

These voices alarmed the bandit sentinels patrolling around, and several bandits dressed in messy and shabby leather armor ran over to the lawn of the courtyard, and went straight to the eaves where the blonde magician was, and looked up by the moonlight, and found a half-naked girl hanging in the air, making these bandits feel like they had been beaten with chicken blood. Screaming and running over.

A few people stood at Morayal's feet, raised their heads and began to judge Morayar unscrupulously.

"Look at what to see. Get out, get out!" the blonde magician was obviously a little reluctant to let these bandits see this, and directly changed his face and scolded the bandits below.

Apparently the bandits were very afraid of the magician, and when they saw that the magician was angry, they began to explain, "Master Spencer, we heard an unusual noise. Come and see if there are any special circumstances, so late, disturbing your rest. ”

"Isn't it normal to make a little noise at night? As long as you guard the gates of the castle, will anyone climb in from the cliffs? Why don't you go and guard the gate for me, if a fly comes in tonight." None of you want to have breakfast tomorrow morning!" the blonde wizard Spencer scolded the bandits who were standing below rubbing oil on Morayar. Because he was not very concentrated, his hand slipped and he didn't hold the magic rope in his hand, and Mo Rayar, who was about to be pulled up, slipped down in an instant, and was hung in the air, causing Mo Rayar to scream repeatedly.

The blonde wizard Spencer expended a lot of effort to pull Morayar up, but because he was careless when he spoke, he gave up his previous efforts. Annoyed, he yelled at the bandits below, "Get out of here!"

The bandits were really annoyed when they saw Spender, and they all dispersed.

Instead, I took the opportunity to slide down the tower in the shadows, and in the hazy darkness of the night, the "Cloak of Shadows" allowed me to completely hide in the darkness, and I crept up behind Spencer, slowly revealing my true form. I crouched behind him curiously, and saw Morayar being dragged up by Spencer again. The young blonde magician was already sweating profusely at this time, and it did take a lot of effort for him to pull the plump girl Morayar up with a small body like a rib.

Morayar was dragged up from under the roof like a dumpling, and when he saw me standing behind Spender, his eyes were round and his expression was incredulous. I said to myself, "Oh no!

Sure enough, Spencer noticed something unusual behind him, and turned his head to look behind him, I didn't dare to hesitate, and stabbed the wolf tooth dagger into Spencer's chest against Spencer's body, and then took the thin magician in his arms with one hand, and covered his mouth tightly with one hand, preventing him from making a sound. With his other hand, he grabbed Morayar's magic rope and pulled her to the roof. I was worried that if Spencer was unable to control the magic rope, Morayar would lose the protection of the rope and fall directly into the courtyard below, so I used all my strength to pull her up.

Spender was still struggling in my arms, I really don't know what he had eaten for more than 20 years, and he couldn't break free in the face of one of the arms of a twelve-year-old boy, well! The poisonous wolf's tooth dagger into his heart had brought him to death, and he was just struggling uselessly.

Spencer's legs kept kicking, kicking the surrounding tiles into the yard, and for a while there was a "crackling" sound, but none of the thieves who were scolded as miserable as kobolds dared to come out to see what was going on. Morayar lay like a silkworm chrysalis on the roof along the cracks in the tiles. I watched my eyes wide as I struggled with Spencer, unaware that the magic rope on my body was slowly disappearing, and my body was completely exposed as if it were white sheep.

I had now freed my hand to pull out the wolf-toothed dagger that had been inserted into Spencer's heart, and once again through his jaw, a skillful murder technique on the Pai Plateau. Watching those Raitu tribe orc warriors learn when they slaughter demon antelopes, it is even more useful for human use.

This series of things was done in just a few breaths, and Spencer's body slowly began to get colder, the pupils of his eyes slowly dilated, and the whole body piled down from my arms, and I knew that he was probably dead, so I wiped the blood stains of the wolf's tooth dagger from his magician's robes and inserted it back into the scabbard. He then put his hands under Spencer's armpits and dragged him into the attic. Blood poured from Spencer's chest. Ticking down the eaves.

The dead man was very heavy, and the roof had a very large slope, so I couldn't carry him back to the attic, only dragging Spencer's body to slide on the roof tiles, which inevitably made some noises, and I was worried that the bandits in the castle would be alarmed, and it would definitely take a lot of trouble to escape, so I stopped.

And this time. Morayar rose from the ridge of the roof and bent down to wrap his arms around Spencer's legs. The two of us actually carried Spender into the attic together.

I sat panting on the attic carpet, unoblivious to the grim-faced dead man Spender, tearing down the curtains to wipe the blood from my boots, taking a big sip of water from my waist bag, and washing my hands with the rest of the water.

On the side, Morayar picked up the clothes scattered on the ground. Quickly put it on my body, all this did not shy away from my meaning in the slightest, and when he saw me take out the water bladder from my waist bag, he asked me in surprise: "Magic waist bag?"

I looked at Morayar in front of me, who was buttoning her chest clothes, and said in my eyes: What's so strange about this?

Morayar suddenly asked me, "Do you know me?"

I shook my head. Look at her delicate eyebrows, the girl in front of her does have the capital of self-confidence, and her figure is also very good.

But she asked reluctantly, "Then do you know my father, is he his student, and are you here to save him?"

I shook my head again, I haven't reached the age of going to school yet, where will there be a teacher!

She looked up at me with a look of disappointment, looked up at me pitifully, and was about to speak when I interrupted her.

I knew what she was going to say, but I was afraid that after she said it, I would have a hard time refusing, so when I saw that she was already dressed, I stood up and said to her: "Don't get me wrong, don't thank me, in fact, I didn't save you, I have been planning for a long time, these outsiders have invaded my home......"

I stood in the attic room, turned around, pointed to everything in the room in Morayal's confused eyes, and began to explain to her: "This place originally belonged to me, but the year before last, it was suddenly occupied by this group of outsiders. I was too weak to resist, so I've endured it until now. You're just lucky to show up just when I'm about to take revenge on this guy!"

I reached out and gently shook Morayal's soft little hand while she was still in shock, and then continued, "I really want to thank you, if it weren't for you, it would have been really difficult for me to deal with him, after all, he is a magician. ”

Then with that, I lowered my head and tidied up my clothes a little, then turned and very skillfully opened the door and walked outside.

In the past few years, my height has risen by leaps and bounds to more than one hundred and sixty centimeters, and I look more like a fifteen-year-old boy who is about to participate in a coming-of-age ceremony, obviously living on the Pai Plateau has given me a very good physique, maybe it is the blood of the blood wolf clan in my body, which makes my body look more like a wolf orc, much taller than children of the same age.

I thought that I would be able to frighten the young girl in front of me by saying this casually, but when she saw me walking out, she still followed me closely and asked curiously, "Isn't this the observatory built by the group of magicians in the ivory tower of Sloit? Why does it have a new owner? You have always lived here, how do you live alone in the Cursed Land?"

She didn't look like a kidnapped woman at all, otherwise she would never have chattered with me like this, according to my opinion, she should be the six gods and no master in a panic to find a way to escape from the castle, or find a way to save her companions. Yet she followed me meaninglessly, talking to me about the origin of the castle and my origin.

I trotted down the spiral staircase of the castle attic with one hand on the spiral wooden handrail, and trotted briskly downward, and Morayar behind me followed me all the way down without fear, and I said to myself: You don't have to worry about suddenly meeting some bandit and arresting you again. In spite of all the doubts in my mind, in order to get rid of this great trouble, I had to pretend to be very familiar with the castle, and I went to the corner of the stairs and was about to push open the wooden gate on the opposite side and enter.

Actually, I don't know what's going to be inside the door, but I have to make the girl think that I'm very familiar with the castle, because I just boasted that this is my house!

But just as I was about to push the door in, the girl behind me, Moraya, rushed up and grabbed my hand, winked at me with round and beautiful eyes, and then with a narrow smile, pursed her mouth and pointed silently to a door in the dark place in the corner next to me with her white onion fingers, and motioned for me to go there.

I pushed the door with her and walked in, only to find that this was actually a room with miscellaneous items, the room was only two or three square meters large, and there were a lot of messy wooden boxes, and there was a straight ladder in the corner, which made the room even more crowded. But she didn't mind squeezing me inside, and pressed my whole body over, her soft breasts pressed tightly against my body, and the soft feeling made my face flush all of a sudden. The seductive pink lips with a fragrant scent stick to my lips, the slightly moist lips have a flexible little tongue on my lips ****, just as light as a dragonfly water, and then quickly distance from me, big round eyes staring at me, she bit her lip slightly and said, "Hey, do me a favor, okay?"

I was still reminiscing about the kiss and her soft lips, and I didn't care what she said, I don't know how to describe how I felt at this moment, and the fragrant kiss made me feel a little floating in the clouds.

"If you can do me a small favor, then you will have a lover who is a magician, and I will never break up first, if you don't believe we can make a magic contract!" she said to me as she put her ear into my ear, and that magic contracts are very sacred and binding in this world.

She originally had a little innocent taste, very white skin, and big eyes, and at this time she deliberately let herself have some mature little charm, and a kiss could make my heart pound, and I didn't expect her to say to me then: "Big boy, do you want to experience the taste of sleeping with a magician? Maybe I can use my magic to weave a large vine bed on the top of the phoenix crown tree, you must have never experienced that wonderful taste." You might as well boast to your friends that you have a lover who is a magician. My body is still clean, and I'll want you to prove it. As long as you can help me get out of this castle alone, I'm willing to trade my freedom for his!" )