"Desperate," Yang Long rubbed his chin with his hand, his eyes flickering, as if he was thinking about something. And after Francis said these words, he didn't know what to continue to say, so he waited quietly.

It wasn't until more than ten minutes later that Yang Long woke up and seemed to come back to his senses, rubbed his face vigorously to sober up, looked at Francis with a face full of expectations, and finally commanded lightly: "What you said is indeed very reasonable, so"

After more than 20 minutes, Yang Long walked out of the prison.

Nodding to the sentry who had changed the guard, he exhaled softly, strode away, and slowly relaxed along the somewhat crowded streets where too many refugees had been crowded.

It wasn't until night hung up in the sky and the inhabitants of the city were mostly asleep that Yang Long slowly paced back to the wooden house where he lived. Gently pushing open the hidden door, I walked in to see that Bridget was sitting quietly at the round table in the living room, quietly waiting for her return.

"Hehe, haven't you rested yet?" Laughing dryly, Yang Long suddenly remembered the experience and exploration plan in his head not long ago, the night before the destruction of Lordaeron, lying on the bed with the ** El in his arms.

"If it weren't for the plague natural disaster, most of my current self would be leading the army to kill the enemy, and Al has become my wife, so I guess I'm sitting at home waiting for me, right?" Bridget, who was sitting quietly at the table in a trance, seemed to gradually overlap with another girl who was eternally separated.

Hearing Yang Long's perfunctory words, Bridget did not jump over and hug Yang Long as she usually did, but slowly stood up, looking at her sweetheart with expectant eyes, trembling uncontrollably, looking very nervous in her heart.

Seeing Bridget's performance, Yang Long was also a little depressed in his heart, but after weighing it slightly, he still walked to the girl's side gently, hugged her crumbling delicate body, lowered his head and whispered softly in her ear: "I'm sorry, I decided uh?"

As soon as she said her decision, Bridget covered Yang Long's mouth, tears fell like broken beads, and her mouth kept murmuring: "Wait, don't say it yet, don't say it yet, wait a while"

Silently silent, Yiyan closed his mouth, and Yang Long just stood at the round table with Bridget in his arms, and he didn't know what to say for a while. What made Yang Long feel a little strange was that the girl stabilized her mood after a while, and showed a very reluctant smile: "It's late, let's wash up." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Yang Long to agree, Britsette took a wooden basin and went out to carry water, and for a period of time, Bridget was basically responsible for all these housework. General Abydis once sent several maids to take care of their lives, but they were all blown away by the girl.

"Whew" exhaled a heavy breath, Yang Long sat quietly on the chair, watching Bridget busy before and after, and felt some heaviness in his heart. However, on issues of principle, Yang Long will never back down.

Because he was about to say the decision to break the girl's heart, Yang Long did not wash himself as before, but was like a puppet, all handled by Bridget. Looking at the girl who was a little clumsy and helped him wash his feet, Yang Long didn't know how to comfort her.

But no matter how clumsy it was, after spending nearly half an hour, Yang Long was still taken care of, and after the bed was opened, the two were speechless again.

"Alas" sighed softly, deciding that it was better to have a long pain than a short pain, looking at Bridget who was sitting in front of him with tears in her eyes, Yang Long calmed down and said: "I didn't finish talking just now, now I want to say, I decided not to do it."

Just as he was about to say his decision, Yang Long suddenly saw a flower in front of him, and a soft and smooth little mouth came up and blocked his mouth heavily. At the same time, two trembling jade arms also wrapped around his neck, fixing Yang Long's head tightly.

"Uh, listen to me" Yang Long reflexively struggled a few times, but did not break free from Bridget's clamps, but instead let Yang Long's youthful body, which had endured for many months, suddenly burn up under the violent stimulation.

The untrained girl didn't know what kissing was, and when she forcibly blocked Yang Long's mouth, she kept clenching her teeth, as if in her consciousness, touching Yang Long's mouth with her lips was even if she was kissing. And because of her sadness, Bridget's eyes kept oozing tears.

This bold but pure and lovely expression suddenly stimulated Yang Long's bestiality, and the mouth that was originally resisting the girl's attack suddenly began to counterattack, and compared to Bridget, Yang Long's attack was so powerful that the girl was completely defeated at once.

Easily pried open Bridget's teeth, Yang Long's tongue deftly shuttled and sliding, and between the attacked girl's gods, Yang Long's hands easily tore open the clothes, completely revealing the beautiful and curvy ketone body.

Yang Long, who had read countless beauties, made Bridget lose her armor and completely disarm it in just half a minute, but she didn't launch the final attack for a long time, and waited until seven or eight minutes later, when the girl was already paralyzed and flooded, before she got on the gun and launched the final offensive.

"Uhh Bridget struck a spirit with a sense of understanding, and just had some panic, she felt a tingling pain, and the warmth belonging to Yang Long entered the girl's body: "Ah!

Giving Bridget a wet kiss deeply, Yang Long licked the girl's cream-like skin without hurry, and stroked the jade rabbit that had become very elastic because of hard training, and developed every inch of the girl's senses little by little.

Although she is in the weakest moment of a woman's life, Brigitte is a professional after all, and after surviving the initial severe pain, a trace of pleasure gradually suppresses the discomfort of the body, and the joy begins to slowly rise

Two hours later, the big bed in the wooden house, a little plum blossom sprinkled on the snow-white silk sheet, Yang Long held Brigitte from behind, the two of them were all without a wisp, and the whole bedroom was floating with a faint aroma, as well as the faint smell of blood.

Smelling the faint body fragrance on Bridget's body, Yang Long supported his upper body with his left hand, and his right hand wandered lightly around the girl's body. And Bridget, who had just become a real woman, squinted slightly to feel Yang Long's fingers and the warm breath coming from her back.

The man's breath made the girl who tasted it for the first time very intoxicated, and Yang Long's rich experience and dexterous techniques made the girl quickly forget the sharp pain that seemed to tear her entire body, and she was more and more inseparable from the sweetheart behind it, Bridget.

"Don't leave me, okay? When Yang Long's right hand climbed up the girl Jade Rabbit, Bridget finally raised her left hand, and grabbed the palm of the first man she had become a little weak, and a crisp but lazy voice came from the cherry lips that were a little swollen by Yang Long.

was fiddling with the cherry's fingers, Yang Long lowered his head and took a deep breath of the aroma, and after waiting for a while, he finally changed the way he spoke, and talked about things that seemed to be unrelated: "Recently, a group of people led by Ethan Lion have behaved very strangely, do you know?"

Ethan Lion is Alice's father, and the general Abydis is a close friend, and when the capital of Lordaeron fell, if it weren't for his private persuasion, Abidis would probably have taken the four legions to die together, rather than returning to the inner second floor to find his relatives.

It's a pity that the plague disaster destroyed all the members of the two families, except for Bridget, who was saved by Yang Long, none of the relatives of the two high-ranking generals survived. Because Alice was beaten by Yang Long, knowing that Yang Long survived, Ethan Lien once wanted to kill Yang Long, but finally gave up because Brigitte was forced to die.

Since that day, however, Ethan Lion has become a little nervous, and it seems that under his instigation, the great general Abidis has also begun to be affected. According to the grapevine, it seems that the two are contacting Alexandre Mograine, a super-level powerhouse who is far away on the border and is in charge of a territory, as if they want to establish some kind of revenge organization.

The behavior of these people gradually becoming crazy and disoriented is completely a group of cultists in Yang Long's eyes, and the reason why he is unwilling to follow the army to the Hearthland Valley is because of such concerns, Yang Long has never had faith, and he does not need to have faith.

"Uncle Esenlien's loved ones are dead, and he can't be blamed for that. Bridget also understood what Yang Long meant, but still defended: "If it weren't for you, maybe I would have become as paranoid as him."

As Bridget said, without Yang Long's presence, the girl who lost her friend in the disaster and was eventually rescued would have regarded the Holy Light as her only pillar. Ethan Lien was already paranoid to the nerves of her thoughts, and perhaps the first person to be affected was her.

Although Yang Long couldn't understand the tragedy experienced by Ethan Lien and others, he could still understand it. But understanding is not the same as acceptance, on the contrary, because Ethan Lien once wanted to kill himself, Yang Long was very disgusted with this middle-aged man.

"Yes, he can't be blamed for that. But you can't be blamed for that. Yang Long nodded in agreement, Ethan Lien is indeed very miserable, but this kind of misery Yang Long doesn't want to bear it with him, holding back the turmoil in his heart, Yang Long lowered his eyelids and didn't look at the girl: "Well, little Brie, let's go together!"