As Ling'er said, after walking about four or five hundred meters to the west, Yang Long and Matilda Valen, after passing through three passes, came across a relatively convenient climbing pass.

"Let's go up from here. Yang Long looked up and observed for a while, then clapped his hands and said, "Matilda, you go ahead." ”

The female warrior seemed to be in a trance, and did not hear Yang Long's shout at all, until the old butcher raised his voice and shouted twice, then he came over and asked in a panicked low voice, "Ah, master, you called me?"

"Well, let you go ahead. Yang Long pointed to the big hole in the stone wall in front of him, which had been going upward.

Matilda Valen, who understood what the old butcher meant, nodded in response, then took a few steps towards the stone wall, then stopped and bowed her head hesitantly, looking like she wanted to say something but didn't dare to.

Seeing the performance of the female warrior, Yang Long snorted with a little displeasure in his heart: "What's wrong?"

"Master, is there an enemy up there?" Matilda Valen's heart tightened, but the words she wanted to say spat out fluently: "Master, in fact, we can go back to the Tanaris Desert instead of the dust and mud."

"Really?" Yang Long's eyes flashed, and he asked expressionlessly, "What if there are enemies waiting for Tanaris as well?"

"Well, then we'll go west, or south. The female warrior who didn't know anything about Kalimdor persuaded Yang Long without confidence: "As long as you don't go up from here, you can go there!"

Yang Long remained silent.

Perhaps it was this attitude that gave the female warrior a lot of courage. Let her say the words in her heart in one breath: "No matter where you go, you don't have to be afraid of trouble, Matilda can do anything, she will not let the master be tired, where does the master want to go"

"Matilda, do you think that as long as I go up to fight, I will definitely die?" Yang Long frowned tightly, and looked at the female warrior with a flushed face fixedly, and the unkindness in his tone was undisguised.

The old butcher's attitude quickly turned cold. Shocked Matilda Valen. Standing helplessly with his head down, like a vicious cat that was found by its owner on the spot after tearing up the antique hanging scroll.

"As a slave, don't you think you're too much in control?" Yang Long didn't seem to intend to let her go. Still said aggressively. The tone became more and more harsh. In the end, it can be called cold: "It seems that you are no longer suitable for your current identity." ”

The last sentence, like a bolt from the blue, made Matilda Valen's legs weak. Plop down on your knees.

"No, master, please" The female warrior choked up, but she didn't know how to beg for mercy, her face was full of tears, and she was about to bend down and kowtow to plead, when she suddenly heard Yang Long add: "You are already qualified to become my woman." ”

"Huh?!" Matilda Valen looked confused, as if her brain had crashed.

"When you return to your family, your identity will be the same as that of El. Yang Long walked up to the female warrior who was kneeling on the ground, and reached out expressionlessly to wipe away the tears on her beautiful face: "But as my woman, you only need to be obedient, understand?"

Matilda Valen finally reacted at this time, tears rolled down her eyes uncontrollably, and her cheeks, which had just been dried by Yang Long, were quickly wetted for the most part, and the excitement in her heart made her speechless, so she could only keep nodding her head as Inductor.

"Don't you stand up and set off!, or do you just want to be a slave?" Yang Long said with a blank face, reprimanding the female warrior.

This time, the old butcher's words no longer made Matilda Valen feel afraid, but made this beautiful woman emerge from the depths of her heart, making her tears gush out again.

"Matilda wants to be the master's slave!" the female warrior with tears smiled sweetly, stood up obediently and began to climb, and Yang Long didn't say anything, followed behind the female warrior, and quickly climbed up the cliff.

In fact, for Yang Long, the woman who can accompany him for a long time, in addition to being beautiful and beautiful and in line with the taste of the old butcher, must also be wholeheartedly loyal to him and obey any arrangements he makes.

Perhaps the word "woman" means responsibility, love or destiny for others, but for Yang Long at this moment, it is just a noun without any meaning.

Over the years since he came to this world, Al Grofe, Bridget, Macriel, and Matilda Valen, who Yang Long has pampered, are all the same in a sense.

If you have to describe their weight in Yang Long's heart, then the old butcher will definitely be measured by "personal belongings".

Matilda Valen, who was excited, obviously didn't understand what Yang Long was thinking, she was almost fainting with happiness at the moment, and she was climbing towards the top of the cliff with all her might, so that Yang Long who was following her almost couldn't keep up.

However, although the strength of the two of them is amazing, this cliff is too steep, even with the pits dug by the predecessors, the climbing speed is still not fast, and after spending three hours, I still feel tired.

Fortunately, there are stone caves that have been deliberately excavated and opened up by travelers.

Therefore, after climbing to a height of more than 1,000 meters, Yang Long and Matilda Valen entered a stone cave not far from the climbing route, snuggled up to each other to rest, and recovered their strength to prepare for the next round.

The area of the cave was only less than three square meters in size, and the gusts of cold wind in the air swept past the cave without concealment, constantly taking away the body temperature of Yang Long and the others, making the old butcher feel a little chilly.

However, Matilda Valen, who was satisfied, couldn't feel the cold at all, and the whole person got into Yang Long's arms, and took the initiative to block most of the cold wind for the old butcher, expressing the ecstasy in her heart with her actions.

This kind of performance is also what Yang Long is willing to see, so he did not stop it.

"Master, when you first saw me, did you think I was beautiful?" Matilda Valen looked at Yang Long fixedly, her eyes full of admiration and indulgence, and heard the news in a faint and soft voice.

In this small space of solitude, he couldn't even stretch his body completely, Yang Long also felt a little bored, and after hearing the female warrior's question, he also replied as she wished: "Uh-huh, it's very good." ”

"Master, then," Matilda Valen blushed and continued shyly.

"Call me Young Master, or Yang Long. The old butcher interrupted lightly, correcting the title of the female warrior.

However, Matilda Valen was not obedient in this matter, but pouted and rubbed her forehead on Yang Long's cheek a few times, and smiled coquettishly: "No, I will call the master, this is my exclusive title, and no one else is allowed to call it that!"

"Hehe" Yang Long was finally amused, but he still echoed: "Okay, okay, just do what you say." ”

The women who have been recognized by Yang Long over the years have no personality that is similar to others, which is also what attracts Yang Long to these women, so the old butcher will not forcibly reverse their characteristics.

Al's innocence and liveliness, Bridget's fortitude and tenacity, Macriel's purity and elegance, and Matilda Valen's sexy and charming, each woman has different characteristics that make the old butcher their inner belonging.

To be precise, it is a long or short period of belonging in the journey of life.

Hearing Yang Long's personal assurance, Matilda Valen couldn't help but shed tears again, and unconsciously between her legs, she began to enter a flood of readiness, writhing around the old butcher in confusion.

"Hehe, aren't you satisfied?" Yang Long stretched out his hand to probe, and he touched a large area of water stains, and under the slight movement of his heart, he led the dark energy in the female warrior's body, and swept towards her sensitive area, stimulating her nerves appropriately.

"Uh-uh, master," Matilda Valen moaned, coiling around like a water serpent

(To be continued......)