The girl had an expression of infinite joy on her face, it was not any artificiality, it was a real joy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing the girl's eyes change from a little confused and frightened to the current safety and hope, Duke felt that he had really fallen and accepted a gift as soon as he turned his head.

"What's your name?" Duke asked.

Unexpectedly, the girl did not answer him, but knelt down and took two steps back and knelt down.

"Please give the master a name!"

"What is your name, I mean?" said Duke.

"There are no more of my compatriots who regard me as an upper elf, and my old name has lost its meaning. So please also ask the master to give a name. ”

Duke asked several questions, but the girl still refused to answer. Duke was also discouraged, he couldn't take anyone who belonged to this era, and he thought to himself: Okay, it's a big deal to go back and leave her to Tyrande. After all, everything that is being done now is just a stopgap measure to paralyze the enemy.

"Selega!yes, you'll be called Serega Jubitilia from now on!"

The girl gladly accepted, she put her hands on her shoulders and bowed to Duke: "From this moment on, I am only your Serega Yubitilia!"

"Come here!"

"Yes!"

Duke in the form of a shadow stretched out his black fingers, gently starting from Selega's shoulders and gently slashing down, in the girl's slight trembling, his fingertips slashed across the girl's collarbone, and then through the canyon, falling near the navel, gently circling.

Despite her shyness, the girl quietly endured the slight uneasiness and fear in her heart.

"Well, I didn't expect your qualifications to be top-notch. "Seriously, Duke was quite surprised, he thought that Empress Azhara had dropped a sugar-coated cannonball, and it would be a seductive vase at best. After an inspection, it was found that this was completely uncultivated virgin land!

Don't think crookedly.

It's about the qualifications of a girl now named Serega.

Although she is not strong now, her bones, muscle composition, and even the magic circuits that are not yet fully formed are all extremely potential!

It's only a matter of time before you get into the hero realm.

The most rare thing is that she, like most of the Moon Guards, is a typical Demon Martial Dual Cultivator!

It's more agile, but he's still an intellectual hero at heart.

Who is she?

Is it another tragic figure who has been buried in the long river of history and failed to become a hero?

Duke sighed in his heart. Speaking of which, antiquity was also an era of heroes. Think about it, Darth Rema*Sunstrider, who single-handedly founded the kingdom of Quel'Thalas, is now an inconspicuous presence among the elven nobility. The embarrassing Huiyue-level strength made him not up or down.

Serega, who was praised by Duke, had a slight joy on her face, but she didn't dare to be proud: "Please have mercy on the master." ”

"Pity, as long as you pay eternal loyalty to me, I will!" Duke stood up and let her follow him, "I'm not interested in today, you can serve Tyrande first!"

The unwillingness in Serega's eyes disappeared in a flash, she was sent by the empress. Who would have thought that she would be asked to serve a prisoner of war, a slave girl-like existence?

But she did a good job of correcting her mentality.

She was dead before, and now she had to hold Duke's thigh.

Duke returned to his side hall, and Tyrande was angry, and he cursed in his heart: "Dukang, you bastard! You only took me last night, and you will go out to change your taste this morning!?"

knew that he didn't love this man, but he couldn't help but get angry.

Du Kang is lying down!

Last night, in the midst of a fierce battle, Duke followed 'history' and called himself Dukang to Tyrande. Then at this time, without Du someone knowing, Du Kang lay down and shot.

Woo! The coffin board of the wine saint Du boss can't be suppressed!

Duke didn't know ......

"Infernal Master, she's ......," Tyrande asked, pretending to be calm.

"Queen Esshara gave me the dancing girl Serega. But now I am a maid, and from this day forward, she will serve you. ”

Selega came up and bowed respectfully.

The corners of Tyrande's eyes jumped, and he felt a sense of relief in his heart for no reason: it seemed that this bastard was still paying attention to my feelings...... Tyrande! Patience! You have to be patient! All these are personal sacrifices made for the destruction of the Burning Legion! As long as you can destroy those demons, the blood revenge of your compatriots will be avenged. Moreover, this is something that even the goddess Elune agrees with, it is the will of the goddess......

Women's minds are very subtle.

At the moment when she is deeply trapped in the enemy's position, Tyrande unconsciously regards Duke as her greatest reliance, and on the other hand, the way of righteousness drives her to do all kinds of things that she is reluctant and has to do.

Especially when Duke turned his head and brought back a beautiful elf girl who was on par with her, it aggravated Tyrande's sense of crisis.

After one night together, she can be regarded as having the most profound experience of the two sides of Duke. At this moment, Duke's will is undoubtedly good, but in order to lurk in the Burning Legion, he has to keep a large amount of dark power in his body. Even if it was for a noble purpose, she found that darkness was still quietly eating away at Duke's heart.

This is a very bad sign.

If Duke does fall, she'll be doomed from it. What's even more terrifying is that it is likely to lead to the destruction of the world of Azeroth!

Glancing at the elven girl named Serega again, Tyrande shyly approached Duke and leaned into Duke's ear, "I'll try to like you in these days!"

Duke smiled wryly. This period of time, of course, refers to until the Burning Legion hits the streets.

Well, you can do whatever you like.

A pure white moon cloth dress wrapped around Tyrande's toned and plump body.

He didn't twist his waist and step on lotus steps or anything, just Tyrande took the most solemn steps and naturally came to the middle of the side hall, there was a strange sense of holy beauty.

Gently removing his boots, a pair of long legs of most human women were suddenly exposed in front of Duke's eyes.

In the next moment, the solemn priestly aura was gone, and there was a charm that had never been seen before, and only belonged to mature women who bloomed like flowers.

It was a strange scene, unaccompanied, with Tyrande stepping on noble and moving dance steps, twisting her slender and undulating body, swaying her vigor and passion to the fullest, and the incomparably complicated eyes in her eyes as she looked at Duke.

Complaining, complaining, a touch of hatred, and a hint of surrender.

At some point, after the dance was over, Duke had already carried Tyrande to the couch and demanded it as much as he wanted.

Tyrande also broke the jar, his eyes closed, but he did not resist Duke's attack.

At this moment, the voices of the twins suddenly came from the door of the temple.

"Yo, Infernal Affairs, I'll introduce you to a strong man who has joined the Legion, Illidan*Fury!"

When Tyrande's eyes met the familiar pair of amber eyes, Tyrande felt like the end of the world on the spot.