The last touch of sunset in the sky disappeared, and night officially fell, and at the last moment before departure, Zhang He sent an invitation to the Xiuriya brothers and sisters.

"I have a ruined town on the snowy plateau, it's called Xueran Town, you can consider joining my town, it will definitely get better in the future, it will change from a town to a city. ”

Every country has villages and towns that have been forced to abandon due to the lack of mage power, and in some countries there are even medium-sized cities that have been slaughtered, desolate, and turned into nests of demons.

The town of Xueran is a town that has been abandoned due to demon attacks.

Zhang He bought Xuelan Town at a very low price, and it has not yet been rebuilt and developed, and if it is not developed to a certain extent within five years, it will be recovered.

Fusheng nodded, "We will consider it after the end of the journey, please feel free to contact us if you need anything during the period, our brothers and sisters will definitely do their best to help you." ”

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The ancient bronze door behind her slammed shut, and Christine stepped on a marble slab as smooth as a mirror and walked to the pool in the center of the cavern.

The bright moonlight sprinkled from the top of the cave, sprinkled on the little Christine, who was only draped in a white transparent long veil, the round hip line and the water snake waist were unobstructed, and every step of the straight and slender legs was so elegant and calm.

The tulle skirt was two meters long, slitting off Christine's shoulders as she walked to the edge of the pool.

The surface of the pond is shining with golden light, like tin foil reflecting the golden light in the fierce midday sun, blazing and dazzling.

The bottom of the pool is paved with pure white jade, and you can see famous swords, intricately patterned antique porcelain vases, precious stone necklaces, bracelets and gold coin chests.

Stepping on the stairs, little Christine stepped into the pool step by step, her body was submerged a little bit, even if her nose was submerged, she was unmoved, and walked down until she reached the last staircase before pausing for a few seconds.

She opened her eyes in the water, her golden pupils emitting a bright flame as holy as the sun, her long rose gold hair fluttering like seaweed, and her legs staggered forward like a white python, twisting her waist and hips, and stepping on pearls to the center of the pool.

In the center of the pool was a golden dagger, with which Christine slashed her wrist.

Her golden eyes closed, Christine stood on tiptoe slightly, and she generously spread her arms and floated in the water.

The water in the pool was no longer calm, the sword trembled, and one after another golden blood struck from all directions, quickly wrapping around little Christine's legs and feet, pouring in from her wounds.

Little Christine showed an extremely satisfied smile, painful and happy, as if she had been waiting for this moment for a long time, she opened her arms generously, let go of her body and mind to accept the divine blood of the ancient golden dragon, without the slightest resistance.

The brilliant and scorching golden dragon blood swam in Christine's veins, and the golden light emitted even penetrated the white jade-like skin.

When the dragon's blood completely invaded the internal organs, a mutilated mermaid spirit appeared behind little Christine, and the face of the faint spirit was completely similar to that of little Christine, and the more little Christine absorbed the dragon's blood, the more condensed she became.

In the end, the mermaid spirit was full of blue-gold holy soft light, and the soft light illuminated the entire bottom of the pool, and the light even broke through the water, making the entire cave like daylight.

Moistened by the dragon's blood, Christine's long hair was darker, and more than a dozen dragon scales grew on the skin on the outside of her long legs, each of which exuded a golden glow, and most importantly, the wounded soul was healed......

I don't know how long later, the golden light of the pool disappeared completely, and a whirlpool appeared on the surface of the water, and in the whirlpool, little Christine slowly rose little by little.

After absorbing the essence and blood of the Golden Dragon King, little Christine walked out of the pool with slender legs, raised her hand to push the blonde hair hanging from her forehead to the back of her head, and hooked the gauze skirt on the ground with her toes to drape herself.

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Christine walked out of the bronze gate, waved her finger, and smiled at the men who were waiting for her outside the bronze gate.

The five king-level mages died in vain, and before they could even see Christine's soul-crushing body under the gauze skirt, their eyes turned black, and they felt like they had fallen into a cold and endless abyss.

The five king-level mages of the true dragon blood fell to the ground, and hot blood gushed out from their necks, and the power of the dragon king contained in these blood turned into a little starlight and gathered into the palm of little Christine.

The moonlight was faint, and in the temple of the golden dragon built according to the temple of Athena's victory, blood was covered with a hot carpet

Stepping on a carpet of blood, little Christine walked barefoot in front of a man.

The man with long burgundy hair was half-kneeling on the ground, his eyes were blank, and his soul had been controlled by little Christine.

But his trembling body showed that he was still not completely unconscious.

The man has a very domineering nickname, the Red Dragon King.

Standing between the shadows of two ancient Roman stone pillars, little Christine raised her chin, "Take me to the man, provoke him, fight him until he dies." ”

"Yes. The Red Dragon King Luo Bai gradually calmed down after a violent tremble.

Christine stood at the top of the thousand steps, stretching her waist with her hands raised.

The evening breeze blows her gauze skirt, brushing her graceful body, gently swaying and twisting her waist like a snake like a willow, extremely flexible, able to complete all difficult poses with ease, "Do you think the way I am crucified will be beautiful?"

"Poignant and stunning. Red Dragon King Luo Bai said expressionlessly.

"When the dawn breaks, crucify me. Christine laughed, and her crisp laughter was like a wind chime swaying softly under the moon, like a mockery of a man that night.

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The sea antenna in the distance spit out a touch of fish belly white, Zhang He stood with his sword, he stood on the sea cliff for a night, and Xiu Ruiya accompanied him for a night.

Zhang He likes to watch the sunrise very much, he is a person who can completely calm down and feel the heaven and earth, when he is quiet, he is like a peaceful stone statue under the tree, there is no joy or sorrow, let the wind and waves rise.

Bathed in the warm glow and refreshing morning breeze, Zhang He felt that he had been reborn, and every breath became hearty.

On the sparkling sea, a slender and nimble monorail sails towards Matila, with a sharp head and stern, not low from the sea, showing a beautiful streamlined shape.

No one was paddled on the boat, and the sails were not deployed, but it was moving smoothly towards the bloodied Matilla.

On the mast of the sailboat, a little Christine intertwined with pure white and scarlet is nailed.

Little Christine's hands were folded together, and the long nails of adamantite gold pierced one of her palms, blood staining the white gauze hanging from her thin waist.

Blood-stained gauze wrapped around little Christine's thighs all the way down. The two slender legs of the white python are put together, and the small garden looms large, giving people a visual impact of boiling blood.

The deck of the sailboat is filled with white roses, which are delicate and delicate, and the petals are still covered with dew.

In the fragrance of roses, white gauze dyed red by little Christine's blood hangs down on the roses, forming a sickly and poignant gorgeous scene.

As if sensing something, little Christine opened her eyes, raised her head slowly, and her gaze switched from cold to soft eyes with Zhang He in an instant.

Little Christine showed a gentle smile, and the roses under her feet eclipsed in an instant.

A colorful viper poked out of the sea, smashed on the deck, crushed a large rose on the deck, forcefully parted little Christine's thighs, and coiled around little Christine's waist.

On the mast, stood the red-haired red dragon king Luo Bai, whose eyes were blazing and the sparks were dancing all around.

"Beauty and snakes, how beautiful. Roberto threw the wine glass into the sea.

"I'm not going to kill you, I'm going to be by your side to enjoy every inch of little Christine's skin, and when I'm tired of playing, I'll give him to my dragon servants and let her have a few children for my dragon servants too. Rob said with a smirk.

Zhang He turned into thunder and fell across thousands of kilometers to the top of the church.

"Let's fight! I haven't killed an occult master like you in a long time!"

Robais is a bloodthirsty maniac who can't wait to enjoy the morbidly raw pleasure of tearing through his enemies, and he grins so hard that his skin grows crimson scales that make him look like an ugly, strong lizardman.

Each scale was as if it had just been taken out of the steel-making furnace, scarlet and hot.

Circles of evil fire erupted from under his feet, and the flames soared into the sky!

The bones of the spine, legs, and arms are growing violently, making a clattering sound.

The front chest swelled like an inflatable one, tearing the expensive suit, and every section of the spine was undergoing violent changes, and soon the terrifying sharp spikes were protruding!

The facial features are also deformed, the bridge of the nose is collapsing, the mouth is extending, the teeth full of teeth have become dragon teeth like daggers, the pupils of both eyes have changed, and when they are opened again, they have become cold and evil snake pupils!

"Come on! I'll tell you how I messed with little Christine! I told you how good she was! What I didn't expect was that she was still a virgin!

Zhang He didn't say anything, he plunged his long sword into the ground, and the strange fluctuations spread along the ground, causing the White Dove Square and the church to ripple like reflections in a lake hit by stones!

"Aren't you angry?" Robby's face stiffened slightly, and he felt himself hit the soft mud with all his might.

There was a dark cloud in the sky above Zhang He's head, and the dark clouds were swirling, slowly rotating, and the red thunder was faintly visible.

"Boom——" red thunder falls!

It is as majestic as a waterfall, and it splits the sky and the earth in Thuria's eyes!

The red thunder slashed on Zhang He's body, and the moment he landed, the church was annihilated in the violent thunder!

Zhang He had an extra scarlet super-heavy armor covering his whole body, and the lightning on the armor flashed and the arc flickered.

Circles of extremely high temperature flames spread from Zhang He's feet, a hundred meters, three hundred meters, a thousand meters, the house collapsed, the flame snake surged, and the flames soared into the sky!

The metal melted into molten iron, and the untreated stinking corpses in the room turned to ashes the moment they touched the flames!

The terrifying flame cyclone centered on Zhang He, forming a thunder and fire tornado that connected heaven and earth and made the wind and clouds change color!

The thunder roared, resounding through the heavens and the earth, and the dark clouds in the sky seemed to be ignited by the fire and thunder tornado connecting the heavens and the earth, and the firelight reflected half of the sky, as if it was burning!

"Come on. Zhang He's tone was as light as white water.

He didn't look at the Red Dragon King Robby, he looked at Christine, his eyes were very calm, very calm. There is no joy or sorrow, and there is no tenderness that cannot be dissolved in the past.

This word seems to be said to little Christine.