On the other side of the camp, in Akara's tent.

"Is this qiē true?" Akara looked at Kashya in amazement.

Kashya nodded solemnly, "The scout I sent came back and said that Tristram's demons were all gone, I don't know who did it, and now there is only one corpse there. ”

Taking a deep breath, Akara asked, "Did you find out why?" ”

Kasha shook his head, "It looks like a cannibalism between demons, but you and I both know that it's impossible, even bloodthirsty demons won't fight to the end of Cheng Dù for no reason, and there must have been some arrangements when the Dreaddemon God left there." ”

There was a sudden silence in the tent, and after a long time, Akara spoke slowly, "Do you think he did it?" ”

Kasha naturally understood who this 'he' was referring to, and she shook her head slowly, "It's hard to say. ”

"Really?"

Akara slowly stood up and walked out of the tent.

"What do you want to do?" Kashya asked, a little puzzled.

"Naturally, we talked to that lord, and we might be able to take the monastery back sooner." Outside the tent, Akara's voice was indescribable.

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"Ha, Sister Akara, do you have something to do with me?" In Mo Wen's tent, Mo Wen sat on the carpet, yawning and looking at Akara who came to his tent, without any intention of getting up, and his tone was a little slow and nonchalant.

"Mr. Modi, I would like to ask, did you kill Tristram's demon?" Akara's tone was a little agitated.

"Huh? O those demons! Some of them were killed by me, and the rest were killed by them and played on their own. Holding his chin with one hand, Mo Wen's pupils were a little dilated, and he didn't know what he was thinking, so he replied with a match.

"Really!" Receiving an affirmative answer from Mo Wen, Akara was a little excited, as if she saw some hope, but then Mo Wen's expression made her heart sink.

"When are you going to leave for the monastery, my lord?" She asked cautiously.

"I don't know, it depends on the mood!" Mo Wen's answer made Akara's heart sink to the bottom.

"But, my lord, we—"

"It's nothing, I'm not in the mood right now." Mo Wen replied a little rudely, anyway, even if Diablo released several of his brothers now, it didn't matter, he didn't believe that with his current ability, he couldn't live in this world for another twenty or thirty years, and then Yuan Yuan would naturally clean them up, and as for the lives of others, it was none of his business.

"Your Excellency!" Looking at Mo Wen with a tough attitude, and then thinking about his sisters who may still be trapped in the monastery, and Rogge who may die at any time outside, Akara gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand to his robe, and unbuttoned it tremblingly, and after a while, a snow-white carcass appeared in front of Mo Wen's eyes, and the entire tent seemed to be a little brighter.

"My lord, as long as the adult can solve Andariel, I am willing to serve the adult and make the adult feel better." Akara subconsciously covered her chest and said shyly.

"Serve?" Mo Wen muttered to himself, his pupils condensed slightly, and he smiled as he looked at Akara.

"You're so sure I can take out Andariel?"

Akara's face darkened slightly, "At least for now, it seems that you and your teammates have the best chance of defeating the Demon King. ”

"Defeat the Demon King?" Thinking back to Motaya's dying eyes, Mo Wen felt bored.

Without getting up, Mo Wen nodded under him, and an evil smile appeared on his face.

"Do you know what you're supposed to do now?" There was an indescribable mockery in Mo Wen's tone.

"Yes." Tong Guò's own means saw Mo Wen's movements clearly, and Akara's face showed a hint of humiliation, but also a hint of shyness.

She walked in front of Mo Wen, half-knelt down, stretched out her hand and gently unbuttoned Mo Wen's pants, and with a little hesitation, she leaned down and swallowed it with her mouth.

Feeling a part of himself being clenched by Akara's cold little hand first, and then being swallowed into a warm place, constantly rubbed by that little tongue, Mo Wen gasped in comfort.

Looking at Akara who was constantly working hard under his crotch, Mo Wen narrowed his eyes slightly.

After a long time, Akara coughed violently, and milky white liquid kept coming out of her mouth.

Holding back the discomfort in her heart, she swallowed all those things, and then showed a reluctant smile to Mo Wen, "Are you still satisfied?" Are you feeling better? ”

Mo Wen looked at her with a strange expression, "Why?" As a high nun, you should die rather than do such a thing, right? ”

"Because there's something you want even if you die, sir!" Akara looked up and 'looked' at Mo Wen tightly.

"What do you want even to die?"

"What do you want even to die?"

Mo Wen's pupils dilated little by little, and the most brilliant fireworks appeared in front of his eyes again, hundreds of planets and earth annihilated, his rampant and almost unrealistic dreams, and the world he had abandoned. Their own efforts, their own struggles, the seat of God in the world of Harry Potter.

"Hehehe!" Mo Wen laughed, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes showed unprecedented brilliance, "That's right, I have what I want, and I want to get something even if I die!" How can it be shaken by such a small thing! ”

Pushing Akara against the carpet, Mo Wen pounced on it, and his thick lower body pierced through Akara's plump and white body.

"Ahh Akara let out a groan of pain, and a trace of blood seeped out of the junction, but Mo Wen was unaware of it, working the white body.

Akara felt a shaking sensation coming from her body, and then she fell into darkness.

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In the Rog camp, in Mo Wen's tent, a suppressed moan kept coming, and Mo Wen put Acala's round thighs on his shoulders and slammed them hard.

Akara clenched his hands into fists, his arms covering half of his face.

Looking at Akara's confused, painful and joyful expression, Mo Wen's heart was dark.

Although it is not known what method Akara uses to perceive her surroundings, it is clear that she has no way to see her surroundings in this state.

Looking at this woman's mature and plump body, her noble and mysterious temperament, and the majesty of being on top for a long time, and then looking at her panic that she is now at a loss, Mo Wen's heart is full of the pleasure of conquest.

Coupled with the closed eyes and the identity of the nun, Mo Wen felt that he was doing something heinous, forcibly possessing her without the knowledge of a nun, and the faint sense of guilt made Mo Wen even more excited, and his movements became faster and faster, and finally with a low groan, the two entered the peak at the same time.