"May I ask the Divine Envoy, has the kingdom of God also been attacked by demons?"

Qin Wanli: "......"

Qin Wanli didn't speak, and the old man just stood aside respectfully and waited, not saying a word more. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I don't know what the divine power you are talking about, and I don't know what the kingdom of God looks like right now." Qin Wanli breathed a sigh of relief and said.

For an old man who saved himself, Qin Wanli couldn't deceive.

Qin Wanli knew almost nothing about the old man's words, and he couldn't answer any question at all, so he could only answer truthfully.

"Did the Divine Envoy lose his memories while traveling through time and space?" The old man walked in front of Qin Wanli, stretched out his calloused palm like old bark, and then pasted it on Qin Wanli's forehead.

Qin Wanli remained motionless and closed his eyes.

A feeling of warmth passed from the old man's palm into his head, and some messy memory fragments suddenly popped up in Qin Wanli's mind, but these memory fragments were too messy to form any picture that lasted more than three seconds.

"The memory of the Divine Envoy has indeed been disturbed, your body is much better now, should the Divine Envoy continue to rest?" The old man said respectfully: "I have a girl here who has not yet ****, please ask the divine envoy to inquire about it." ”

Qin Wanli asked in shock, "What did you say?" ”

It wasn't that he didn't hear what the old man said, but he couldn't believe his ears.

What is this for?

What is the rhythm of this?

If you think you are a divine envoy, do you want to sacrifice the first daughter who paid tribute to the divine envoy to yourself?

No, no, no, no kidding.

Before Qin Wanli could speak in a hurry, a girl had already lifted the rough curtain and walked in.

The girl, like the old man, also painted a strange pattern on her face. Topless, it is difficult to hide the delicate face of the girl Peugeot under the weird pattern.

The full chest of the upper body stands proudly, like a wildflower that has just opened.

The private part of the lower body is covered by a thatched grass skirt, and the long straight legs are exposed, making the girl's whole person look even taller.

The girl held in both hands a rough bowl made of clay pottery, and she didn't know what kind of liquid it contained.

Far lower, Qin Wanli could ask a strange fragrance from it.

The liquid in the bowl completely attracted Qin Wanli's attention, even more than the girl with that sign.

Qin Wanli frowned.

What kind of liquid is this?

Can you hallucinate?

If you compare it with a girl, there is no doubt that a girl is the best choice, and no one will drink a bowl of unknown things, and this thing is weirdly fragrant.

"Divine Messenger, please drink it." The old man said suddenly.

Qin Wanli looked at the calm old man and nodded. Since the other party saved himself, there is no need to harm himself so quickly.

The girl placed the clay on the ground, took a stone knife and slashed her wrist, and a stream of blood flowed down the broken wound into the clay.

Qin Wanli regretted that he nodded, and he didn't expect that this would be drunk with the blood of a girl.

"Do you really want to drink?" Qin Wanli said.

"Drinking it will suppress the violent aura in the body of the Divine Envoy." The old man said.

"Okay."

Qin Wanli took the clay pottery that the girl held and poured it down.

The old man continued: "Not only will I drink it this time, but I will also drink it often in the future, until the Lord has completely suppressed the violent breath in his body. ”

Qin Wanli almost squirted out the liquid of the blood of the ginseng girl who was not swallowed in his mouth, if he didn't play with people like this, if he wasn't used to seeing the status quo of this killing world, who would drink this Dongdong?

The girl took the clay pottery handed over by Qin Wanli and pushed it aside.

Qin Wanli saw that the wound on the girl's wrist was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in shock, he looked at the girl's indifferent Peugeot face again.

"The divine envoy has not yet recovered, please ask the divine envoy to rest for a while, and the slave family will sleep for the divine envoy at night." The girl said.

Qin Wanli almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood: "You said you want to accompany me...... Bedchamber? ”

The girl said seriously: "Yes, this is also the value of my existence." ”

The old man lifted his cane and knocked it lightly on the ground, and said, "The old slave retreats first, Aya, you serve God to make the lord rest." ”

After saying that, the old man retreated on his own.

"Uh, your name is Aya, right, um, Aya, show me your stone knife." Qin Wanli said without words.

"Yes, Your Excellency." Aya said as she pulled the stone knife out of her belt.

Qin Wanli touched the unusually smooth stone knife, and he couldn't detect the slightest abnormality.

Then, if there is no problem with the stone knife, it is the girl's problem.

Qin Wanli touched the blade of the stone knife with the fingers of his right hand and asked, "After you are injured, you also have the ability to recover?" ”

"Yes, Lord God." Aya replied, "I am the Divine Envoy's Chosen One. ”

Alternative, a familiar noun.

Qin Wanli said: "Alternative? Aren't you the only one who has this resilience? ”

Aya replied, "Yes, there are many people in the clan who have the ability to recover, but my resilience is the strongest, which is also a key factor for me to become a messenger attendant. ”

Qin Wanli was puzzled, and while handing over the stone knife, he asked, "Is there any other reason why you became my attendant?" ”

Aya took the stone knife and took a few steps back.

Aya's slender fingers were on the handle of the knife, and in an instant, the stone knife was like having wings, and it danced one after another in Ah Yan's hand.

It's so fast, and it's so varied.

Qin Wanli was stunned, this, can you still play well?

This unusually thin but extremely plump girl named Aya turned out to be a melee master.

This, where do you put my big man's face there?

Qin Wanli was dazzled, he didn't have a trace of confidence, if he fought against this girl Aya, he seemed to only have super resilience and a fight, and he was not Aya's opponent at all.

While Aya was dancing, the scenery under her skirt was not vaguely exposed under Qin Wanli's nose.

Qin Wanli swallowed a mouthful of saliva and stopped Aya's flowing action performance.

I can't watch it anymore, Aya has already exposed her entire body, and under such a performance, it is similar to pole dancing, and the scenery under the grass skirt is on full display.

Qin Wanli said: "I am not a divine envoy. ”

This time it was Aya's turn to be shocked, but her shock disappeared in an instant, and her expression instantly changed to shyness: "Lord God, don't tease me, the patriarch said that you are a god, you are a god, no." The gods are not going to be like me to sleep right now, are they? ”

"What? Bedchamber? Right now? ”

Qin Wanli was completely stunned, are the women here so open?

"In any case, I want to serve the Lord of God, please do not refuse."

Qin Wanli: "......"

How can this be?

How can you wear so little clothing?

Are you planning to omit even the routine of undressing before foreplay?

Qin Wanli scolded for a while, took out a set of neutral casual clothes from his watch and threw it over.

"Aya, you better put on your clothes."