Donald's cruel words must not have considered his own strength, for this wandering Auston man, he was very lucky to be able to rely on a servile face to deceive the southern slope of Cloud Mountain. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info But power is like a very expansive thing, once you have your own power, then under the support of everyone, you will inevitably make mistakes that you can't do.

A young girl suddenly came out of the newly completed treehouse, and everyone was exclaiming at her appearance. Outstanding appearance, proud figure, and a mysterious and special identity make this upright and rebellious girl look very attractive. Inadvertently, she has already become everyone's heart, except for Donald.

For this lord of the southern slope, the sudden visit of a young girl certainly made him extremely excited, but this woman's identity was marked as "special". Just as a cactus bloomed into a beautiful flower, but the feeling of being able to see but not touch it immediately poured cold water on Donald's head.

While everyone is dumbfounded by the gift of the deep sea that Donald is talking about, this uninteresting girl wants to get out of the "bird cage" and steal the limelight from the lord.

Donald looked at the girl who walked down the wooden ladder and smiled, "Deborah, my angel, did we rude warriors disturb your rest?"

Deborah, who walked down the wooden ladder, looked at Donald with a servile face and said haughtily, "I wonder what Tyron's purpose is in imprisoning me in this mushroom forest?"

Donald motioned for everyone to stand back for now, leaving the two of them alone in the glade. Deborah rolled her eyelids upward, leaving the groveling lord with pure white eyes.

Donald was accustomed to such special courtesy, and he slowly walked up to Deborah and whispered, "We found a wreck ship by the sea, and there was a strange object hidden in the broken cabin, and Claude determined that the moving object was a mermaid from the deep sea. After saying this, Lord Nanpo tilted his head to observe Deborah's reaction carefully.

Deborah had long seen the object that had been slowly wriggling under a layer of sebum in the attic of the tree, and her natural curiosity and possessiveness forced her to uncover the secrets of the place herself.

Deborah smiled and said, "You also know my relationship with Tyrann, if I hadn't caused a catastrophe in the Valley, he would never have imprisoned me in the mushroom forest of Cloud Mountain." ”

Hearing this, Donald quickly echoed and said, "That's, that's, your relationship with Lord Tyron is extraordinary, how dare we slaves speculate about the reason, but we filthy bandits have never thought of snubbing you, am I right?"

Debeau stretched out her white right hand, and Donald quickly lifted the back of his hand, and the haughty girl was supported by the lord of the southern slope to the wriggling object.

Donald glanced back at his men, and the cook, who was hiding behind a tree, immediately ran out. The limping Auston man was ugly, and his arrival upset Deborah. As the chef was about to cut through the sebum with a sharp knife, Deborah suddenly shouted, "Stop, Claude, I want to cut open this mysterious object myself." After saying this, Deborah actually sent a plea signal to Donald, and this series of autumn waves made the lustful lord's heart suddenly flutter, and he immediately snatched the knife from Claude's hand, and then knelt down on one knee and offered the sharp knife in both hands.

Debeau stretched out her right hand, she grabbed the handle of the knife with her thumb and forefinger, and then made a look of fear in front of the wriggling object, and she slowly crouched down to look at the wrinkled sebum beneath her.

Donald saw this and dragged Claude back, and he touched the cook's face with his handsome beard. As a fiery snort approached the lame Austonian, Claude finally heard the lord's next command. Donald opened his lewd lips and squeezed out the word "roll" from between his teeth, and Claude disappeared into the woods in an instant like a mouse.

Deborah fiddled with the dinner knife with her hand excitedly, and Donald smiled and looked up. This excellent angle can almost take in the snow-white and ready to burst out of the chest, and the small eyes that shimmer pink finally get what they want.

Suddenly, Deborah turned her head, Donald's lewd thin face immediately became serious, Deborah looked at the saliva lord and asked indifferently, "Where do you think I should start?" At this time, Donald didn't pay attention to Deborah's question at all, he was now horny, and it had reached the point where it was about to explode. His lips trembled and his yellow front teeth were exposed, and his whiskers trembled like the wings of a hummingbird.

With the embarrassment in the eyes of both parties, Donald coughed dryly twice and said, "You are free. Deborah smiled charmingly when she heard this, licking her fiery lips with the tip of her tongue, and her slightly open eyes released a provocative signal. Just when Donald thought something good was coming, a scream came from under the sebum.

The blood gushing from the sebum soaked Deborah, who was playing Donald, and the always proud girl threw down her knife and stood up, staring at the object that no longer squirmed beneath her, and then let out a piercing scream.

The bandits who were hiding in the shadows and peeking at the lord to tease the girl heard such a terrifying cry and hid in their cabins, and these guys who were ready to watch the show knew that the comedy had become a tragedy and hid themselves instantly.

Donald, who was originally extremely excited, immediately stepped forward to hold the frightened Deborah in his arms when he saw such a sudden change, and the girl who originally wanted to show off her skills actually cried in the arms of this lustful lord.

The sound of tearing leather came from the ground to Donald's ears, and the lord, who was about to bathe and fall in love with Deborah, was surprised to see an arm sticking out from under the sebum, and then the whole sebum was stretched open, and a teenager sat up from the sebum covered with viscous liquid. The southern slope, which had been blessed with the scorching sun, was once again covered with dark clouds, and in an instant, dense raindrops fell from the sky.

Deborah turned her head as well, and he saw that inside the rain-washed sebum sat a handsome Auston boy, whose purple hair on his shoulders had turned into a beautiful waterfall with the sudden rainstorm. She had never seen such a heart-warming opposite sex, although the other party covered the bleeding lower abdomen with his right hand, but it did not affect Deborah's unrealistic fantasies in the slightest.

Donald slowly let go of Deborah, who was getting colder, and she saw the change in the girl's expression, and the man's perception told him that the girl with the watery poplar must have fallen in love with the man under the sebum. Jealousy often kills innocents, and the lord, who was carried away by jealousy, immediately called his men, and the Auston boy, who had been stabbed by Deborah's knife and was already dying, was imprisoned in a dark dungeon without any treatment.

When the heavy cell door was hung with heavy chains, the seriously injured teenager actually showed an unbelievable smile. After a rush of footsteps outside the cell door, a childish voice called softly, "Andy, my master." ”