Al felt that he was about to die, not from excessive blood loss, but from a dream that came true, the other party's consciousness seemed to be sucked away, and began to get hot, and the icebergs turned into spring water, gentle and gentle, and let others take it, but despite this, the fire recklessness that quietly probed was still caught, and he was never able to cross the thunder pool half a step through the last line of defense.

But this kind of suppression is no longer as cold and tough as before, but gently and gently guides the invader back to the warmer and warmer mountains, and it is impossible to eat the opponent dry anyway, so Al simply goes with the flow, while frantically plundering the source of life, while expanding the area of exploration.

Sometimes he walks through the peaks beneath the dark curtain, climbs to the top, slides down the hillside, snakes above the snow to the delicate shoulders of incense, sometimes swims to the flat snowfield, and follows the mermaid line to the edge of the defensive line.

Flat or steep, every change in those curves is amazing and fascinating, and the explorer can't find the north.

Greed caused the water waves to quickly form a fine layer of goosebumps, as if the fire wanted to smooth it, but in fact it was playing a purposeful opposite role, the more obvious the pimple, the more the rose petals trembled, and gradually even the snort seemed to be a dying cry for help.

The plea for help is probably true, the rose is about to suffocate, it has been kneaded into water, and the rhythm is all in the hands of the pair of fire and recklessness, the slippery, and the only remaining sobriety can no longer gather the slightest resistance strength.

She was literally going to drown.

The slightest push away was seen as a caress and a teasing, but it made the situation even more serious, and the slightest hint of struggle and fear in her half-open starry eyes, almost drowned out by the waves, was purely for the blind man, who wanted to erect a spike, but with a strong ......

It becomes a tip tap, entanglement and pandering.

They're all going to die, assuming there wasn't that piercing "squeak".

The seekers in the cellar were leaving, walking from the corner of the cellar to the intersection of the barrel walls, turning a corner and following the aisle to the entrance, and the lid was closed, followed by a brief silence, but then more footsteps rebounded, and they were moving away.

The swollen lips that had been sucked took the opportunity to escape.

She inhaled heavily, and so did the other party, and the burning breath hit her face, as if it was a spark, and when she saw that the mouth that was badly dehydrated was about to come over again, she was too busy, only to be broken back by a large snake that came out of her neckline.

As a side effect, the black curtain was lifted again, and the hidden giant rabbits all jumped out, and knocked each other's heads several times in a panic, their shapes were unreasonable, but they were not in the same sense, but they were her characteristics, and the gods probably lived in a place where gravity was minimal.

The green onion that hurriedly returned to the defense was easily arched, and the foreign object penetrated, and she didn't even have time to say a "no", and was instantly entangled and dragged into the deep sea, floating on the edge of suffocation.

Is he dying?!

Life is still needed, but when the consciousness is extremely focused on entanglement, warmth, ripples, and dark incense, Al wonders if he is dead and has arrived in heaven, and this thought is constantly reinforced, and the role of dizziness as an assistant is increasing.

The stimuli became more and more diverse, and he felt that the other party began to touch his chest with his fingers, as if he was sketching some pattern or symbol, and as if he was making some kind of murderous and invisible teasing, his body temperature was getting lower, and the contrast was delicate and warm.

Before he knew it, Huo Mang once again reached the edge of the defensive line, and as expected, several encounters had been catalyzed into irritation in his dizziness, and he planned to use the power of the Awakened to force his way through, completely tearing apart this line of defense, and plundering everything.

Before the warm current rose, the little white hand that had been touching his chest actually joined the defense, but it was in a strange way, it was actually scratching his palm?

After being scratched a few times, he sensed that something was wrong, where was the meaning of half teasing, it was clearly writing a short sentence in a rapid repetition, and when he wrote enough times to overlap into a clear sentence in his head, his eyes were wide and he held his breath, because this act that did not seem to be provocative was actually the most fatal temptation.

The little handwriting was, "It's all up to you when you go out." ”

The ripples from the swing willow whipped the soul, and in the trembling, the mountain torrent surged, and the volcano erupted.

......

This opportunity was not wasted, Nissa got rid of the entanglement again, gasping for breath and intermittently angry, "Do you want me to die?!" After wiping off the saliva line on her lips, she seemed to want to slap the other party's head, but when she set off, it was a slap, but it fell on the man's forehead but it turned into a stroke, and it was slightly cool, "How does it feel?"

"Cool!"

"I'm asking about your injury!" she lowered her head and smiled, and said softly and anxiously, "Let's go out and stop the ......bleeding for you," and then her smile froze before she finished speaking, she wanted to touch her lower back, but her hand was stuck on the inner wall of the barrel and couldn't reach in, and said urgently, "You, are you bleeding again?!"

Blood? Al Leng paused for a moment, cracked his mouth and laughed silently, one drop of that and ten drops of that, it was not wrong to say that it was blood, and he was thinking of teasing words, but the other party took him as a tacit acquiescence.

"Let go!"

"Okay," the man agreed, but he still tightened his arms and didn't move, "what did you just write?"

"You're going to bleed to death!" she finally couldn't help but pat the other man's head lightly, as lightly as if to coax, and as she spoke, she kicked the wall hard enough to make room between the barrel and the wall, but before she could move out of the palm-wide position, she was strangled again.

"Are you lying?!"

She gritted her teeth with a frenzied chest, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito, "It's up to you when you go out!"

These words made the blood in Al's body boil instantly, and the exhaled breath was like steam, and he gasped as if he would be suffocated and exploded if he slowed down for a moment, and in order to let these air currents quickly enter and exit his chest and lungs, the wings of his nose were unconsciously stretched into iron.

Malaise is on its head again!

He sucked the woman's cheeks, kicked the barrel back to a suitable distance, and the air flowed, and the much lighter air from the outside world poured in, squeezing out the beauty and stuffiness of the barrel, and the person who had lost blood shivered.

The casks were carefully placed on the ground with minimal noise, and although the men were gone, it was always right to be careful.

Of course, someone is in a hurry the whole time, how can there be any patience to be careful?

Although the brightness in the cellar can be described as dim, compared to the narrow barrel, they can be regarded as seeing the light again, and the rest of their lives should be celebrated with the warm fragrance of nephrite, after the cask is squeezed out, it does not dissipate, but completely encroaches on the surrounding darkness, blending into the air with a faint smell of wine.

Except for the slightly cold brick floor, everything else is perfect, but this is not a problem at all, and there are no less than ten kinds of standing postures in those theoretical knowledge hidden deep in the mind...... He jumped down with a roar, thinking about what position to use to turn around and make a wall knock after he landed, and then began to happily plunder the path, the journey of soul fusion.

But when his left foot touched the ground, his calf hurt, and he only had time to scold the "grass", and he instantly became weak, knelt on the ground, and his back was trying to struggle to stand up, but it was involved in the big gap on his back, and he finally fell down completely.

However, all these feelings he only remembered the softness brought by the hands, hehe smiled and wanted to get up, but he was held down by them, and he couldn't break free after a few struggles, "Why are you holding me!?hmm? Do you like to take the initiative? This is good, it's not easy for me to move, but isn't our posture a little wrong, should you turn me around and let me face up?"

"You, what are you talking about," the woman's voice stumbled, like a knot in her tongue, "don't move, I'll hurt you later!"

"It hurts?"

How crazy is that willow waist twisted to make people feel pain? No, there is no such word at all.

At least that didn't change until the dagger cut through the bandage and pulled the wound on his back, and he completely ignored the pain as normal.

"Shhh

The pain saved the five senses of the disorder, and the person who lost too much blood realized that the ground paved with blue bricks was not only a little cold, but also frozen to the bone!

He shuddered again, shook off his fanaticism, and at the same time turned his head back with bared teeth, only to catch a glimpse of the other party hurriedly turning his face away, and his brown shoulder-length hair, although it was stuck with sweat, was still thrown up.

The woman held a small bag of leftover silver leaf powder and a half-roll of bandages in her hand, and squatted on her side with her upper body tilted, her buttocks pressed against her left heel, and the mountain was squeezed out of shape by her right leg. The black discreet shirt had been torn loose, but under the adhesion of sweat, it still clinged to the peaks, revealing all the curves.

Those long round and straight legs definitely exceed the so-called golden ratio, and it takes a lot of energy just to stroke it back and forth.

Al was fascinated, as if he was reminiscing, as if he was suspicious, and the unreal feeling made people feel like a deep dream, not to mention that the "seeker's treasure-like digging behavior" was temporarily forgotten, and even the severe pain in his body was almost ignored again.

There was still time to be ignored, and he was fantasizing about the magic on his heels, when he heard the other party say urgently, "Turn around quickly, I'm going to pour silver leaf powder!"

"Oh, I don't move. ”

"Turn around!"

"Why, if I can't stare at you, then why do I still have these eyes, just do as you usually say, poke it blind!"

Her lower abdomen seemed to tighten a little, and one hand was also raised to her mouth, but halfway up, she changed her trajectory and touched the man's face, gently and softly rubbed it a few times, before pushing him back hard.

"Obedient, turn around first. ”

The woman's voice was softer than the softness on Al's face, and this method of coaxing instantly subdued the stiff neck disease, and he smiled and straightened his head, and then was tortured by the silver leaf powder to make a pig scream.

However, another feeling suddenly gave him goosebumps all over his body, and he stole his eyes to skim away, and sure enough, he caught a glimpse of the other party leaning on his back, as if he was blowing lightly, crispy and cool, and the burning sensation caused by the silver leaf powder canceled each other, and it was so comfortable.

This is enough, he swished back and excitedly said, "Nisa, my mouth hurts, and I'm going to be blown too-"

Poof, his purple eyes bent into a long crescent moon, and the sea of stars flashed with a strange dazzling, although the other party covered the lower half of his face, it still made Al's heart burn, he was afraid of missing the angel's smile, so he hurriedly reached over, wanting to open it to see this unthinkable picture, "Eh, what are you covering, let me see!"

However, the hand that stretched out was immediately pushed away, even if he even changed several angles, he still couldn't touch the other party, more dexterous, they were simply one day and one place, "What are you doing, it's not that you haven't seen it!"

"Don't look at it now. ”

This tone was obviously laughing, he was impatient, and wanted to struggle to get up, but he was pressed to death, and he said a lot in his mouth, and then he was pushed back by the other party with a word.

"I'm going to regret my disobedience!"

"Regret it, regret it—grass, you're a liar!" he was unconvinced, but he was stunned and didn't dare to move.

"Why are you embarrassed to say to others, who is the person who pretended to be dead just now?"

"Uh...... I didn't pretend, I actually fainted-"

"I don't believe it. ”

The tone was resolute but still smiling, and from time to time she would pop out once or twice and hum uncontrollably, which was the voice of the heart's openness, and every time the man wanted to turn his head at such times, but he was twisted back. After dealing with the gap, she covered her face with a relatively clean triangular piece of cloth that she had secretly removed from the other person's back, and tied a knot in the back of her head, covering her nose and mouth, leaving only the dazzling color above the bridge of her nose.

"Okay, no......" After getting a positive response, Al got up, although his head was a little dizzy, and his body was a little painful, but he felt that his condition was so good that he could be so good that if he just moved his mouth, he could even be high for three days and three nights, thinking of this, his eyes unconsciously moved downward, and he was suddenly surprised, "Oh! I said why my lips are so heavy, and they are swollen into this egg-oh, I know!"

The reason for this swelling was clear at a glance, and he jerked out to grab the culprit who was chuckling down, wanting to see what that soul-shattering face looked like with a sausage mouth, but the other party had already taken precautions, and dodged it with a shake of his body, and then he didn't stop, twisting his long legs and chuckling and running to the corner of the barrel wall, swaying the fragrance all the way.

She smiled back, and disappeared behind the barrel wall, her footsteps heading towards the exit, the black mask on her face so annoying!

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Next Chapter Preview:... "Artifact?" Al asked, surprised, "is it literal, or is it its name?" he leaned towards the former, and at the first sight of the storm, its strange shape felt out of place with everything around it, its swarthy body, its dagger body like a thin wavy line that shifted from end to end, and the grip was more or less like this. Let's not talk about how difficult it is to make this kind of shape with uniform curves and no errors at all, let's just say that it works well, what is the use of making it like this? As a mortal, he can't understand it anyway. "Hmm...... It's literal. "What's wrong?" He cared more about the negative emotions that flashed on the other person's face than about [the artifact left by the gods] or something, even though it was short of time passing through the starry sky......

Next two chapter previews:... Do you still count those words you said at the time?" Which words? At that time, those words were just nonsense that he said in order to get out quickly, where do you remember what he said, and he wanted to deny it, but when he looked up and stared at the tearful eyes, he saw the rushing tsunami and Wanzhang waterfall that were still in anticipation, and the silk that had finally gathered suddenly collapsed. He found that he was the one who looked up. "Ahem...... You're still ...... young" ...... If you can't compete with it head-on for the time being, then you can only save the country and steal the core from the bottom of the kettle, and the words you say with this mentality will inevitably lack confidence, and you will be immediately interrupted by the voice of the Chao Fengxiao, and the retort is speechless. In the past three days, the little guy has really accumulated a lot of ......

Next three chapter previews:... Gran had to repeatedly tell Al to practice diligently, and if there was any progress, be sure to tell him as soon as possible, and then turned and threw himself into the library, with the example of shooting through the roof in front of him, Winkdo was worried about what would happen this time, so he simply encouraged Al a few words, and followed. Seeing the two of them disappear around the corner, Al tried against the wall a few more times before he began to return to his quarters, and the result of the attempt was, of course, the same as before, which made people helpless, until he unconsciously swayed back to the door of the room, pushed the door and lay down on the bed, and he did not regain his strength. I really can't figure out how to think about this problem, I want to sleep, but I can't sleep after tossing and turning, and it took him a long time before he reacted, it turned out that he was hungry,......

Next Four Chapter Preview:... The group returned to calm, so the soldiers who blessed the courage and blessing moved, and the representatives also moved. He jumped from the city walls. With a dull loud noise, the Adult succeeded in calming the noise. But the silence lasted only a moment, and a number of people shouted hoarsely, "Run!", "Dead!", "The city guard has killed again!", and almost simultaneously with them, and very terrible screams, which also erupted in the crowd, providing the most reliable basis for those shouts. Someone was really killed, and there was more than one! So the crowd boiled, and the boiling instantly turned into chaos, and everyone fled in all directions. The chaotic tide swept everyone nearby, whether it was a soldier who didn't know what he was doing or a passer-by who gathered on the edge to watch the excitement, a certain El in the middle of it naturally couldn't be left alone, in fact, a scene like the one just now was very good, he had already made up the process and result of the evolution for his brain. - The soldiers rush over, the two sides come into contact, and then in the process, the two captains suddenly fall to the ground and die. It was just perfect. But who knew that the fat man really wanted to go to heaven?! The scene was so chaotic, everyone was running west, but Al wanted to get closer to the target in the east, this was easier said than done, walking and walking, the bag on his shoulder was still pulled, and the gold coins in the bag were as many as a hundred or dozens of coins! Although compared to the private money of a prison guard and the bag of things buried in the eastern outer city, this gold coin is also ......

Next Five Chapter Preview:... Can it be done? Startled by the sound of the door opening, she swooped to her feet, and somehow rushed to the door without standing firmly. Al secretly said a groan, and then one was caught off guard, the other was unsteady, the two of them staggered a few steps together, and then rolled to the ground together, after the rolling stopped, he held his nose before he could scold, and Serapel, who rolled over with his ankles on both sides, had already groaned. "It's over, it's over, this time it's even twisted to the right, why are you so useless, a big man can't even stand on his feet!" "?" "Ouch...... What are you still looking at there, get me back?!" "......" "What the hell are you doing, I've twisted my foot......

Next Six Chapter Preview:... Come, automatically and consciously give up space and time, Al he The man inside was bending over his leg with his back to the door, his gold armor covering up all the crazy curves, but it couldn't hide the exaggerated proportions of his long legs, which were clamped between the legs and ...... Ahem, pull it over, he'll probably die happily like a fairy. Combined with the experience of zero-distance contact and all the encounters today, this unbridled gaze instantly played a role in the effect of peeking at the whole leopard to a certain extent, the close-range fantasy detonated the flame that had been suppressed for a long time, the high temperature pumped the blood into the sponge to turn it into a soldering iron, the brain on the pump washed out reason, and those that could not squeeze in spewed out from the nasal cavity to form dragon breath, so when the door was plugged in, the woman was naturally pounced. Her face was covered with a layer of delicate fragrant sweat, shining under the illumination of the orange-red fire in the room, what peerless jewels, the bright moon in the sky are far from being comparable to it, she is the aggregate of "beauty and goodness" that all mortals in the world can imagine and can't imagine, it is a dream, it should not exist. The only hint of inappropriate hesitation and rejection became a mood in the eyes of the man who [reversed the contents of the brain with the cavernous body], so Al hastily relayed the words he had brought back from Van Van while the other party was still digesting, and launched a swift offensive and easily captured the soft lips on the road. Got the battle it deserved......

Next Seven Chapter Preview:... A row of gate guards held back a faint smile and asked where the fake soldiers wanted to be sent. This is the smile that the goddess of victory shows to the fake soldier through the mortal body - after leaving the prison station safely, Quentin's performance undoubtedly seals the coffin of the fake soldier's identity. "Just send a little bit!" Al casually responded with a vague answer, and followed the other party's side and stopped taking the initiative to speak, whether it was the prison garrison, the guards, or Quentin's gang, he could already make up random words in the face of either side alone, Quentin would answer a question, and strange words could always amuse the other party. Before parting, the Baron really made an invitation, and of course Al agreed with excitement on his face, and then changed his tone and said that he would go back first......

Next Eight Chapter Preview:... "How old is your sister?!" Before the four guards could even show too much astonishment with their eyes, the mercenaries who had quietly moved behind them raised the jaws of three of them at the same time, and condescendingly stabbed the dagger directly through the helmet through the eye slit, without the dagger, and the one closest to the El also failed to escape the death of the blade into the brain, they died silently, and even the only remaining eye was the stunned that had just been brewed. Since the red spider and butterfly wings can come out of the Proude Square with an almost unscathed attitude, their strength is definitely not bad, as long as they are not empty, to complete this kind of sneak attack can almost be said to be hand-to-hand, originally Al was worried about whether there would be something wrong with the hummingbird, so he deliberately kept an eye on it, but it turned out that this was just a blind worry, and the technique of this woman with a beautiful tip was actually the cleanest. Thanks to their normal performance, except for the four subtle muffled sounds of sharp knives entering the flesh, there were no other superfluous sounds in the whole process. After succeeding, there was no need to be reminded, the female mercenaries immediately carried the corpses into the barracks, and their movements were swift and silent, and it was actually easy for them to do this with the support of the blessing of courage, Al followed closely, naturally carrying a dead corpse in his hand, and the captain of the guard, who was scared half to death, had already been completely handed over to Sparrowtail. A few people carefully bypassed the screen blocking the doorway and entered the almost empty hall, and they dared to ......

Next Nine Chapter Preview:... Non-stop, kicking and scolding one by one, the kicking is random, but the slap is almost everyone's going to suffer, the slap that seems to have accumulated a strong force slapped on the mercenaries on the forehead, beating them to lie on their backs, and smiling fiercely. After rewarding seven or eight blessings of courage in one breath, he rubbed his head and strode up to meet the Caleb who came closer, and it stands to reason that throwing the prisoners aside in this way is actually beyond the scope of randomness, but these mercenaries are still good at acting, they all rolled together, the ropes were entangled, and finally stood up and were immediately pulled back down, like a group of blind people caught in fishing nets. Anyone who sees it will probably have a thought in their hearts that they won't even be able to stand up if no one helps......

Next Ten Chapter Preview:... returned to the third court of adjudication, and then a heart hanging in the air fell to the ground. - It's business as usual here, Zyra, who is supposed to have gone to explore the mysteries of humanity with Teddy, slammed Sellapel to the pillar of the hallway, and the two of them didn't know what they were talking about and laughed so happily that they didn't even notice that someone was standing at the entrance of the courtyard for a short while. But even if this is the case, it still does not prove that the Duke is not here for the woodland roses, after all, if not, then for what? For what plan did the warden mention? ...... Grass, knowing yourself and knowing that the other side can survive a hundred battles, since there is nothing to do here...... Then just go to the first court of adjudication and take a look, the Duke will definitely go to the Bishop, the old man Winkdo himself is ......

Chapter synopsis Al felt that he was about to die, not from excessive blood loss, but from a dream that came true, as if the other party's consciousness had been sucked away, it began to get hot, and the icebergs turned into spring water, gentle and gentle, and let others take it, but despite this, the fire recklessness that was quietly probing was still caught, and he was never able to cross the thunder pool half a step through the last line of defense.

But this kind of suppression is no longer as cold and tough as before, but gently and gently guides the invader back to the warmer and warmer mountains, and it is impossible to eat the opponent dry anyway, so Al simply goes with the flow, while frantically plundering the source of life, while expanding the area of exploration.

Sometimes he walks through the peaks beneath the dark curtain, climbs to the top, slides down the hillside, snakes above the snow to the delicate shoulders of incense, sometimes swims to the flat snowfield, and follows the mermaid line to the edge of the defensive line.

Flat or steep, every change in those curves is amazing and fascinating, and the explorer can't find the north.

Greed caused the water waves to quickly form a fine layer of goosebumps, as if the fire wanted to smooth it, but in fact it was playing a purposeful opposite role, the more obvious the pimple, the more the rose petals trembled, and gradually even the snort seemed to be a dying cry for help.

The plea for help is probably true, the rose is about to suffocate, it has been kneaded into water, and the rhythm is all in the hands of the pair of fire and recklessness, the slippery, and the only remaining sobriety can no longer gather the slightest resistance strength.

She was literally going to drown.

The slightest push away was seen as a caress and a teasing, but it made the situation even more serious, and the slightest hint of struggle and fear in her half-open starry eyes, almost drowned out by the waves, was purely for the blind man, who wanted to erect a spike, but with a strong ......

It becomes a tip tap, entanglement and pandering.

They're all going to die, assuming there wasn't that piercing "squeak".

The seekers in the cellar were leaving, walking from the corner of the cellar to the intersection of the barrel walls, turning a corner and following the aisle to the entrance, and the lid was closed, followed by a brief silence, but then more footsteps rebounded, and they were moving away.

The swollen lips that had been sucked took the opportunity to escape.

She inhaled heavily, and so did the other party, and the burning breath hit her face, as if it was a spark, and when she saw that the mouth that was badly dehydrated was about to come over again, she was too busy, only to be broken back by a large snake that came out of her neckline.

As a side effect, the black curtain was lifted again, and the hidden giant rabbits all jumped out, and knocked each other's heads several times in a panic, their shapes were unreasonable, but they were not in the same sense, but they were her characteristics, and the gods probably lived in a place where gravity was minimal.

The green onion that hurriedly returned to the defense was easily arched, and foreign objects drilled in, and she didn't even have a "no".