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Valentina stretched out her hand and shook it at him, and her slender hand, as white as magnolia petals, held up a platinum key.

"The Bahamut Temple is divided into two parts: the outer hall and the inner palace, the outer hall is a place of daily worship for people, you can visit it at any time, the inner palace is the place where major sacrifices are held, except for the five elders, others rarely have the opportunity to enter, my father gave me this key, and now there is still some time, I will take you to the inner palace to visit, and help you change your blood by the way."

"Blood exchange?!" Roland couldn't help but raise his voice, "Although you deliberately said it lightly, I always feel that this is not a serious tourism project......"

Valentina couldn't help but laugh, and reached out to put her arm around the crook of his arm: "The so-called blood exchange is to help you hold a dragon blood conversion and purification ceremony, and exchange the half-hung red dragon blood on your body with a purer and more powerful golden dragon blood, you are the first outsider who has been fortunate enough to receive this kind of treatment in this century, what else is there to be dissatisfied with!" ”

Roland had heard of such a ritual to strengthen the bloodline, but he didn't know the details, and he was a little worried while grateful: "What price do I have to pay for this favor?" ”

Valentina glanced at him and said faintly, "You don't need to pay anything, all the costs will be borne by me." ”

Roland listened to this, and his footsteps stopped.

Valentina gave him a blank look: "Just kidding, don't worry about coming with me, I won't really eat you!" ”

Walking up the jade steps to the temple dedicated to the platinum dragon god, Valentina silently passed through the main hall in front of her, and led Roland to a quaint building in the backyard. Valentina inserted the key into the keyhole, and the barrier vanished, and the bronze door slowly opened, and a cool breeze blew out, mixed with a faint smell of sandalwood.

"Follow me." Valentina turned around and beckoned to Roland, and stepped into the inner hall where the sacrifice was held. In the center of the hall was an altar more than ten feet high, glowing with white gold in the light of an unquenchable flame, and Roland could not tell whether it was plated with a layer of white gold or whether it was made of white gold throughout.

There is a side hall on each side of the altar, which provides a place for meditation and bathing for the presiding priest.

"Usually this kind of ritual is held, which requires the chief priest and the recipient to fast and meditate twenty-four hours in advance, and continue to pray to the dragon god, now that the time is pressing, you can do special things after the explanation, and these cumbersome rules are all avoided, you go to the bathroom over there to rinse your body, change into a clean bathrobe and come back to see me." Valentina commanded.

Roland was intimidated by her majestic presence, as if he had returned to the scene when he first met the legendary Great Druid in Vale Village, nodded his head, and obediently went to bathe according to her arrangement.

The bathing room is in the style of an ancient Roman bath, and the marble pool resembles a hot spring, constantly gushing white spray, exuding an intoxicating atmosphere. Roland quickly took off his shirt and pants, soaked naked in the bath, his exhaustion melted by the warm spring water, and sighed pleasantly. This is indeed a rare enjoyment, but he is a little unsure in his heart: if he wants to cleanse his body, he only needs a 0-ring magic to do it, so why waste time in the bath?

"Probably the procedure required by the ceremony." Roland could only convince himself in this way, looking forward to the upcoming dragon blood enhancement ceremony.

After soaking for more than ten minutes, a crisp bell rang from the hall next door. He reflexively jumped up, bringing up a puff of sparkling waves. Hurriedly putting on his bathrobe, he trotted all the way back to the sacrificial hall barefoot, and when he saw Valentina, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Sister Jinlong also changed into a loose bathrobe, purple silk satin attached to her white and red skin, and the tender and moist carcass reflected in the brilliance, exuding a sweet and fragrant temptation like ripe peach, obviously just bathed, the golden hair was untied and scattered, fluffy and moist, with a warm moisture, like a wheat field after the autumn rain.

"I am your chief priest, and this ritual needs to be completed together." Valentina smiled slightly, her beautiful goose egg face flushed with steam.

"Then it's hard for you." Roland suppressed the distractions in his heart and turned to look at the ornate altar, "What am I going to do next?" ”

With a flick of her fingers, Valentina set fire to a total of five large tripods around the altar with the "Fire Burning Technique". The gold, silver, bronze, red copper, and brass dragon-shaped tripod was already filled with spices, and when lit, the dragon's head spewed out curling green smoke, and the whole hall was enveloped in fragrance, and Roland could not distinguish the smell of frankincense, myrrh, sandalwood, poppy, and ambergris, as well as some special spices. The mixed aroma wafted through the hall, and when inhaled, it produced a sense of intoxication that was out of reality.

"Go to the altar and take off your bathrobe." Valentina ordered.

Roland hesitated, the psychedelic sensation of spices and the strange religious atmosphere of the hall made it impossible for him to care about his privacy, and as Valentina had instructed, he tore off his coat, took off his bathrobe, and stood naked on the altar.

"Turn around and face me." Valentina said unhurriedly. And when Roland obeyed her orders and turned around, standing in front of her like a javelin, his tall and strong body completely exposed to her eyes, and the male masculine charm made her feel a slight dizziness, and she couldn't help but hold her breath, and she felt her heart pounding for a few seconds.

"Sister Valyusha, are you not feeling well?" Roland found that Sister Jinlong's face was red and white for a while, and he couldn't help but be a little worried, "The ventilation here is not very good, do you want to open the window?" ”

Valentina shook her head silently, picked up a jar of essential oil and stepped onto the altar, raising her hand and poking a finger at his muscular chest.

"Fool, thank you for your concern, I'm fine."

She opened the jar quickly, took out a handful of pale golden essential oil, rubbed her hands, and then evenly applied it to Roland, her slender jade fingers were sometimes heavy and sometimes light, kneading his muscles and flesh, as if massaging.

Valentina's hands were quite strong, and Roland couldn't help but complain secretly at first when she was rubbing them, but soon she felt that every pore of her body was warm and very comfortable, and the softness of Sister Jinlong slid on her body, bringing indescribable pleasure.

"Shall I do it myself?" He was a little embarrassed after all.

"Don't mess with me!" Valentina slapped away his hand that was trying to cover his lower body, and calmly touched it.

Roland closed his eyes in despair, his blood hot as if it were boiling. However, the more he tried to restrain his impulse, the more his lower body couldn't help but stand up, and saluted Sister Jinlong.