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Feeling the fiery masculine aura of this blood clan, little Medusa has secretly regretted her decision, because she forgot that this guy is still a vampire, her own blood is so clean, and now that she is so close, the greedy vampire will definitely suck her own blood directly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Pinching her fingers, little Medusa carefully hid a spell, and as soon as the guy sucked her own blood, she immediately attacked him.

Esenfan does have a strong blood drink**, especially in the case of this kind of intimate contact, plus this little Medusa is indeed very beautiful, and there is already a tendency to put her lips to her neck inadvertently.

However, it would be very inconvenient to think that in this Lilith territory, it would be very inconvenient without this little translator, and if you sucked her blood now, it would be easy to make this timid little Medusa afraid.

"Bear with me for now, and then enjoy it slowly after taking the Demon Spring. Esenfan took a deep breath and gradually pressed down his blood-drinking **.

It's rare to find such a delicious and touching little woman in hell, and Esenfan should not use his half-gentlemanly concept, step by step, after being kind and seductive, let this woman gradually obey himself, and then show his own side.

There was a stalemate for a while, and the magic in the little Medusa's little hand was maintained, but this heavy breathing vampire never acted on her, which made the little Medusa feel very strange, after all, most vampires should not be able to resist the temptation from her half-human, half-Medusa blood.

"Hmph, no matter what the purpose, I must make you obedient!" Little Medusa gritted her teeth and swore secretly in her heart.

Lilith's realm is a feminist world, where female surnames have a higher status, and in the two surnames directly, female surnames looking for men are never called seduction, but conquest. Hearing that the person she likes has appeared in this fifth hell and entered the temple, the empress and many feminist sisters have been making fun of the young Medusa and threatened to conquer this man, as a sign of her maturity and a symbol of her surname, and at the same time, she is curious about what is special about the man she conquered.

In this feminist concept of hell, it is always women who conquer men, so this little Medusa naturally does not think that the daughter of the Empress of Hell, Julia, was bullied by Esenfan, and in the end she didn't even have the idea of revenge, and in the end, she accidentally broke the jar and broke it with this man who made her hate to death more and more ambiguous.

"Is that the tribe of Graca, and how many Graca warriors are there?" Isenfan gathered his thoughts and asked the little Medusa who was hugging him.

"Two hundred, five are the little leaders of the eighth level, twenty are the captain of the seventh level, and the others are the warriors of the sixth and fifth levels. Little Medusa said.

This Graka tribe was originally under her banner, but she was too young for Empress Lilith to invade other people's territories, so the power of the commander was temporarily handed over to the Serpent Lady.

"Oh, that's still a lot of force. Esenfan nodded. It seems that this long climb to the top of the temple of Nalilith is not a trip in vain, at least earning a delicious taste with pure blood and a Graka warrior who can be commanded by himself.

Slowly gliding down from the air, little Medusa rode a four-winged wyvern to soar in the air, the hundred-winged evil spirit bird to the territory of other creatures, and even when the hell dragon came to Queen Lilith to pay tribute, she dared to climb on the head of the hell devil, let this guy take herself to the sky to swim, but was held by a handsome male surnamed blood clan to fly, or the first time to experience, if you don't consider this guy's aggressive gaze, it feels actually quite good.

Putting the little girl who had coiled her soft and slender lower body on her body, Ethanfan glanced at the stone gate of this simple and bloody little tribe, looked at Little Medusa, and asked, "Is it here?" ”

"Well, it should be ......" Little Medusa nodded. This Graka is her subordinate, but she, the little devil, will not come to this smelly and filthy bullpen.

The tribal stone gate was not guarded, and Esenfan and Little Medusa walked in very easily, and soon saw a five-meter-tall Graka grinning hoarsely grinding the big axe in his hand on the rock, the axe was stained with some blood, it seemed that he had just chopped something, and the blood had not completely dried.

"Oo!!" Graka quickly noticed the somewhat small Isenfan and Little Medusa, staring at them with red eyes and a white breath coming out of their noses, showing great hostility.

"This Bloodline is the leader of your thirty-second tribe of Graca, who is the life of Empress Lilith. Little Medusa said in a delicate and timid voice to the big bull warrior. The little nose wrinkled slightly, obviously disgusted by the smell of these things.

"Hu ~~~~~" spewed hot air from his nose again, and the big stupid cow moved his body, carried the axe in his hand, and walked in front of them with a shock, showing them the way.

As he walked on, Esenfan soon saw a mud pond full of loose black dirt, most of which were lying comfortably in the sticky, swamp-like pits, snorting and sleeping, occasionally scratching at their unkempt and slow lice cow hair with their big furry hands.

There were also some Gracas with red eyes in the rocks, as if they were fighting something, and in any case they looked angry, probably because of a cow showing off their strength.

"Ao !!! Ao !!!!" The big guy Graka who had walked here with Ethan Fan and Little Medusa let out a few cow howls, as if to tell the monsters something, and the sleeping Graka looked very reluctant and rolled over and continued to sleep.

Lazy, lazy, or with anger on his face, two hundred Graca, probably less than fifty have an idea here, and the other Graca still have to do what to do.

"Ao !!!" the big guy Graka seemed to be angry, squirmed his big ass, ran into the mud puddle with a bang, and directly dragged those disobedient lazy Graca up with his hands, and then shook it a few times.

Seeing that the big guy was angry, the other Graca didn't dare to slack off, and began to line up on the flat rocks, and there were bumps and bumps in the process, and then the two cows fought again, in short, they were in a mess!

Seeing these big fluffy men, so chaotic, Esenfan himself was a little big, and his ears were always the sound of these things howling, which was ugly and irritable.

"Ask them who the head is. Esenfan rubbed his temples, it was clear that this Graka tribe had not been controlled for a long time.

"Hmm. Little Medusa nodded, originally wanted to use her little witch's surname to directly use a high-decibel voice to suppress these stinky and noisy dirty things, but soon thought that she was playing a pitiful and racially discriminatory little Medusa, and immediately held back the momentum and said softly to the cow before.

"Our head has been killed in battle, and now there is no head, only five small leaders of the Bull Warriors, I am one of them, and the others are afraid to go to the dungeon to have fun. The little leader of the bull said with a sigh.

"Yiyi, show them this token. Esenfan said.

Little Medusa took the horn and handed it to the little leader of Graca, and said, "From now on, all the Graka warriors of your thirty-second tribe of Graka will be under his command, and you tell the other cattle the news." ”

"Oh!" the big man nodded, and then slashed his axe into the large rock more than a man tall next to him, quieting all the Graka, and then raised the horn that Esenfan had brought, and roared several times in their Graka language.

"Ao !! Ao !!!!! Ao !!!!!"

However, the many Gracas began to howl in confusion, and from their expressions and voices, Esenfan could tell that these Gracas seemed to be dissatisfied with him.

"Many brothers say, why did the Serpent Maiden arrange for a Bloodline to rule us?" the little leader of Graka conveyed the words of the warriors to Little Medusa.

A smile inadvertently appeared on the face of Little Medusa, it was obvious that these disobedient Gracas were going to cause some trouble for this bloodline, and this was exactly what she wanted to see, the more trouble she had, the more she could satisfy her stubborn mentality.

"Oh, it's normal to have doubts. Esenfan also felt that the opinions put forward by these Gracas were reasonable, so he asked all the Gracas here to stand up and chose their little leader of the Minotaur for a very direct battle, this kind of violence was simple and effective, and it was enough to suppress these brute bulls who did not know how to respect their superiors.

"Ao Ao!! Ao Ao!!!!! Ao Ao Ao !!!"

Forming a large circle, a large group of Graca held the big axe in their hands and shouted at the blood clan and the brute bull in the center, looking very emotional.

It's no wonder that these Gracas are excited, since their leader died in battle, their group of monsters who like blood and violence very much have never had a chance to fight, they have nothing to do every day, and gradually developed a lazy habit, and now suddenly there is a blood clan who claims to be their head, and wants to give them a dismount look, these things don't matter who will win, in short, they will be excited when there is a fight!

(To be continued)