"You've got good ears. The man's smile still looked strange, but his voice was a little sharp, like a knife.

"Ears, are you going to touch them?" Jessica didn't just walk out, she walked over. The smile on her face was as sweet as sugar, the kind of sugar that had been added with aphrodisiac spices, exuding a taste that could provoke the deepest, most secret, most sensitive place, and most subtle string in the heart of the heart. She didn't seem to say anything, but this smile was able to make people think of everything. Not only did she come over, but she also sat directly next to the man, raising the man's hand and putting it on her face.

Silky and silky, she took the man's hand into the silky black hair and slid it towards the ear.

The man was stunned, because he didn't touch anything, and there was nothing where it should have been the ear, or only two relatively smooth scars on the side of the piercing. His voice was deliberately controlled very quietly, and he knew very well the location of the other people, including this woman, even the ears of a werewolf could not hear his voice clearly, not to mention that she could not even be regarded as having ears.

"What I see, I'll read my lips. The woman's hand rested on his shoulder, stretched her legs, got up, and straddled him. Her voice was hot, sweet, and sandy, like a pot of boiled sugar.

"Oh, that's your eyesight. The man smiled. Instead of taking it back, he continued to slide backwards, and finally his fingers stopped at the first segment of her cervical spine at the back of her head. This is an absolute cause. As long as you use a force, the effect is similar to that of a headhead, and it is faster than a knife into the heart.

Whether she heard or saw it, it would never be just this sentence. And those words if let others know. It's not necessarily bad, but it's not good.

"Not only do I have good eyesight, but there are many other good places, you will know in a moment......" She began to gasp softly, as if she did not care at all about the hand on her neck that could kill at any time, and her waist writhed on the man's lap, and her chest touched the man's chest. The tights are not thick, and you can clearly feel the subtle two places underneath that are firming. She moved slowly, rubbing, and began to moan as she gasped.

"I suggest you stop. The man's voice was still cold. The fingers tightened slightly. "I'm not used to having someone I don't know crawling on top of me. ”

"You say so, but your body is not...... "The woman straddled the man's waist and twisted her waist. The round, lightly curled buttocks pressed downward, and when they were straightened, they made a heart-wrenching sound, and it was impossible to tell whether it was gasping or moaning or laughing. Her hand slipped into the man's clothes, stroking and squeezing the muscles, gasping and trembling, "Don't worry." Since I dare to say this to you, I have not thought of hindering you...... I don't care what you're going to do...... I just want you ...... Hello strong ......."

Elves are already very rare on the continent of Enloth, and the black elves, the alternative among these elves, are even rarer, and they are almost seen in stories. According to some ancient legends. This race is a people who have turned their backs on the light and fallen into darkness from ordinary elves, living in the shadows of the earth. Compared with the night vision in the dark, silver hair, dark skin, etc., the biggest and deepest impression left by the black elves is probably their unrestrained enthusiasm, which is **debauchery in the mouth of the old-fashioned people. This trait makes this race, which has more women than men, seem to be a pure female tribe in the eyes of many people.

This eight-layer female race is probably for a long time for the continuation of the race, the ** instinct has developed into a culture, a kind of art. The female night elves' pursuit of the opposite sex is enough to drive most men crazy.

"But why is your hair black?...... eyes too," the man hesitated, looking at her silky black hair. All black elves have silver hair.

Jessica's mouth was already close to the man's ear, and her soft and moist tongue poked into his ear, her teeth were gently biting, and she said indistinctly: "Since your face can be fake, why can't my hair be ......" Her voice mixed with the moisture she breathed out, there was an intoxicating smell, and it seemed to be drilling into the pores, drunk into the human bones. Her teeth gripped something from the man's face, and with a jerk, a mask had been torn off.

The man jerked her over and pressed her underneath, the nails on her fingers sinking into the flesh of her neck. If she had the slightest sign of murderous aura, her head would have been broken long before her body moved.

She didn't seem to feel any pain or anything, and her big dark eyes shone black in the dark room, and she saw that the face that had just emerged from under the mask was full of flames of intoxication and excitement. Her hand touched the face that almost everyone in the entire continent was familiar with and remembered by many people, and said softly and hoarsely: "I know that you must be much better looking than the portrait, no matter how similar the painting is, there is no taste of yourself, that kind of real man......"

"You're playing with fire. Asa looked coldly at the black elf below him, if from a human point of view, she was definitely a rare stunner. "Dare to reveal my identity directly, and let me know that you know my secret, do you want to die?"

"Death is all self-inflicted. Since I dare to say it in front of you, I have not been afraid...... You know what...... When I saw your wanted post, I knew it had to be a strong man...... The most wanted criminal in mainland history with the highest bounty and the most dangerous one...... See you again in these two days. I can tell you must be you...... Who else but you have such a taste and wildness...... You know what...... The smell of you excites me......" Her hands continued to reach deep into Asa's clothes, her legs wrapped around his waist. "Kill if you want...... But please kill you afterwards...... Die on such a man...... What a shame is there......"

Asa looked at Jessica's close face and smelled the scent of her. Feel every inch of her body on her body, every extreme friction. In fact, his blood was already boiling like magma, and there was already a huge crazy impulse in his body crashing around, all supporting Qingming's change by will. He left the back of her neck unconsciously, slipped into her clothes, and muttered, "Such a woman...... Why do you want to kill ......" His last voice became a gasp, grabbing her clothes and pulling hard.

There was a loud sound of the cloth cracking, and the female elf under her let out a cry of excitement, and her whole body spasmed with excitement.

Celeste.

This was originally just a huge barren mountain, and it has been a sacred place for more than 200 years that it has become the center of the church. The unjust king of Erathia gave this land to the Church and financed countless resources and money to build the grandest and greatest building to date. The headquarters of the church, the Castle of Radiance.

The glorious castle, made entirely of bold marble, is bathed in sunlight and is more majestic than any imperial palace, and its sheer size is a testament to the majesty of God. The marble reflects the sunlight. The surrounding clouds reflected a mixture of white and gold, as if the entire castle was soaked in the holy light of white magic.

Divine, magnificent, majestic. The Castle of Radiance is enough to imprint these three concepts directly into the souls of the believers who worship it. Even the unrecalcitrant and even devil-worshipping pagans have to be in awe and shock in the face of it.

The teleportation magic circle of the Radiant Castle is built in the lower center of the square. There are no guards for the teleportation array. Or there is no need at all, everyone who can walk here is at least a high-level mage, as well as dozens of Templars and Templars from the Megatron Continent. It is more majestic and holy than anywhere else, and it is safer than anywhere else.

The light of the teleportation magic circle lit up. A young samurai appears in the magic circle.

The samurai were young, handsome, mighty and good-looking. A short blond hair, if it is long, it must be as dazzling as the overflowing sun. But although such a short stream of hair overflows not shine, it is a casual and relaxed temperament. The blue eyes are as pure as gems, but when you look closely, the depth is like the boundless ocean. The lightness and naturalness of his lips and the solemnity of his surroundings do not seem to be incongruous in the slightest, but seem to add a touch of vitality to the environment. No matter who is such a young person, they will feel very comfortable and pleasing to the eye.

The samurai stepped down from the teleportation array, and a passing priest smiled at him and nodded, "God bless you, Templar, has your mission been accomplished?"

"With the Lord's blessing, the savage nomads are vulnerable. The young Templar smiled and nodded. There were undried blood stains on his body, even on his hair and face, and I don't know if it was because of his easy-going natural temperament or because of the holy atmosphere of this glorious castle, which was not conspicuous at all. "I'm in a hurry to get my life to Knight Captain Lancelot. I hope I'm number one, hehe. ”

"Oh, Knight Lancelot is in a meeting with His Majesty the Pope and a few other bishops in the chamber, you can go to the grand exhibition in front of the hall and wait for it, and Knight Talis is there. ”

"Oh. Is Knight Talis back so soon? I'm the first besides. The Templar smiled wryly and scratched his head.

The hall was empty, and in the next chamber, His Majesty the Pope was holding a meeting with the bishops, except for the Templar Talis who was facing the altar in repentance. She was startled by the sound of footsteps, and she turned and nodded to the comer, "God is with you." Javi Samurai. ”

"God is with you, Knight Taris. The Templar replied with a very standard courtesy. Behave decently and religiously like an old priest who has lived in Celeste for decades. "I didn't think you arrived before me, I thought I was the fastest. ”

"So it goes. Have you cleaned up the nomads who harassed the Duchy of Castry?" the knight looked surprised. "That'...... But Lord Lancelot has the hardest task in the land. Originally intended as a mission to promote to Templar Knight, you ...... in such a short period of time"

"All are the blessings of the Lord. The bodies of the heretics were more vulnerable than broken paper under the glorious sword of the Lord. The Templar's tone was generous, but also humble.

Talis's heart was nothing but amazement. Although this young samurai is only at the rank of Templar now, it is only because of his seniority, and in terms of his ability, he is definitely above himself. From the time he was discovered by Bishop Adra, he had shown extraordinary strength and talent in just one or two months after entering Celeste. It can definitely be regarded as a rare genius samurai in Celeste's century.

Not only is he a samurai genius, but he is so good everywhere. He took all the aura that had been on Talis, the youngest Templar, on himself.

Despite this, Talis herself had no jealousy or hostility towards him. She was just outright admired, appreciative. He exudes not only excellent brilliance, but also that attractive charm.

"The rest of the settlement has been handed over to the principality's troops. I want to come back and try to get the first place. How do you know ......" The Templar smiled, a mouthful of snow-white teeth revealing the vigor and vigor of his youth. "I can't imagine that you are one step ahead. He is the disciple of the youngest Templar Knight. ”

"I ...... I ......" Talis's handsome face flushed. It took a lot of strength to say it. "I failed. ”

"Huh?" the Templar looked surprised. "How could it be...... Didn't you go to Erathia with Bishop Esquire, and the situation there was not dangerous. ”

"It's all my fault. I have tarnished the honor of the Templars, and the glow of this glorious armor has dimmed. I've come to report my failures to Lord Lancelot and Bishop Eschel. The knight buried her head and said in a confessional voice. "I was ordered to exterminate the thieves of Erathia, but in the end I escaped...... No...... I failed to escape, and I was caught by the thieves, but luckily one ...... A believer in the Lord did not hesitate to risk and save me, otherwise ......"

The Templar frowned and asked, "Aren't there still a few top-notch magic scrolls for each knight?"

"I used it. But...... The two elemental giants were ...... by their opponents with just one blow"

"Can destroy two elemental giants with a single blow?" the Templar was stunned, but he smiled again. "In that case, the defeat of this battle is not your fault, but that the opponent is too strong. You can get out of it with all your body, and that's God's blessing. You don't have to blame yourself. ”

Looking at the smile on the other side that was as bright and warm as the morning sun. Talis unconsciously felt a little lighter. Although strictly speaking she is still his senior, and her rank is higher than him, but for some reason, she always feels much smaller in front of him. There was always an urge to ask him for advice.

The Templar frowned and thought for a moment, then said to Talis, "Can you tell me about that battle?" ”

"Here's the thing......" Talis recounted in detail the battle in the basement. Especially the man's actions, the strange knife, are described in great detail. The Templars listened carefully and asked questions in many places. It looks quiet and peaceful on the outside, but there seem to be countless waves rolling in those blue eyes.

Talis looked at him silently. Only then did she discover why this man who didn't look much older than herself could appear so strong and so good. That's because although he has the energy and vitality of a young person, he also has something deep that ordinary young people don't have. Such as wisdom, restraint, and bearing. These wealth, which should have been accumulated with considerable frustration and pain, are in such a young man, and the years of pondering can naturally make the gemstone shine more beautifully.

The Templar thought for a moment and said, "I dare to suggest it to you, Knight Talis. Your failure this time...... In fact, it also has something to do with your arrogant personality. ”

His voice was very soft and beautiful, like a spring breeze that made people not feel any disgust, and the female knight quickly nodded and said, "May I ask what that means?"

"If you can be cautious and use the Elemental Scroll or the Light of the Diamond Mirror to fight with all your might at the beginning, it is actually difficult to say whether this battle will be won or lost, mainly because you have a contempt for these thieves from the beginning, which leads to the defeat later. The Templar recalled, smiling brightly. "I remember one man saying, 'Character is everything'. ”

"Yes. I forgot the humility of a knight. I was wrong. The knightess thought for a moment, sighed and nodded, then frowned again. "Character is everything? ”

"Because the person who said that was a very strange fellow. The Templar smiled again, as if remembering something. "By the way, the guy you're talking about...... Do you know anything else about him?"

"This man's name is Sandru. Talis said

"What?" the Templar froze.

"You know this man?" said Talis.

"How could it be. The Templar sneered, smiling brighter than the sun. "I'm just thinking, such a person...... It's kind of interesting. ”

With a creak, the door to the conference hall opened.

The Templar said to Talis, "Let's go, I think the Bishops will be interested in such a person." ”