After advancing to the Spirit Witch, Yang Ling's magic power has greatly improved, and he can command the demonic beast to act within a radius of five kilometers. The horned bee beast and the dead wood warrior turned into a large tree, like a camera, kept retrieving what they saw and heard, allowing him to monitor the movements of Stouff's men and horses without leaving his home.

As expected, there was no need to send a single soldier, as long as the Rus' people were provided with some key information, and some supplies such as food and weapons, Stoff, the lord who had no one in his eyes, was exhausted and deeply tasted the scorched taste.

In desperation, Storf had no choice but to order the cruising range to be curtailed, trying not to give the Rus a chance to sneak attack. At the same time, a large number of scouts were dispatched, hoping to find out the opponent's base camp and strength, in an attempt to annihilate all the Rus' in one fell swoop.

Stouff was worried, but Yang Ling was at ease. Spend the day and night either practicing in the courtyard, walking in the secluded garden with Sophia, or enjoying Alice's massage and waiting.

Weisen Castle was huge, far larger than Yang Ling had imagined, and an ordinary garden was the size of several golf courses. The fresh air, the swaying leaves, and the dim light provided him and Sophia with a good place to meet. Hug the slender waist of the elf beauty and kiss her soft lips

Every time it came to a critical moment, Sophia resolutely pushed Yang Ling away. Forest elves are a beautiful race, and having a relationship before marriage may not be a big deal for humans, but for elves, it is a great sin.

What you can't get is the most precious!

Every time he forcibly resisted his impulse, Yang Ling had no choice but to comfort himself like this, but his lust grew deeper and deeper, and he was very easily stimulated by the outside world. Sometimes, Alice, the girl, gently pressed his thigh, and the big guy in the lower body immediately became tense, and he couldn't cover a thick quilt, and he was embarrassed.

Every time she saw the tent that Yang Ling had raised high, Alice was so ashamed that her face was flushed. She will be fifteen years old after the winter, and although she is still ignorant about the affairs between men and women, she knows some differences between men and women after all.

When she first waited for Yang Ling, she just wanted to repay him for saving her grandfather, but as she got to know Yang Ling more and more, she liked to be with him more and more. When Yang Ling is happy, she will naturally smile, and when Yang Ling frowns, she will feel sad for a while.

I don't know when she started, she saw Yang Ling's shadow in her dreams from time to time.

Sometimes, she dreamed that Yang Ling was fluttering in white, holding her and riding on a snow-white unicorn and galloping in the wind; sometimes, she dreamed that Yang Ling was holding her thin waist and walking in the garden where he and Sophia frequented; and even, sometimes she dreamed that Yang Ling hugged her tightly in his arms like holding Sophia, and gently kissed her soft earlobe

While waiting for Yang Ling, Alice wandered from time to time, and Yang Ling didn't think too much about it after laughing at her a few times. In his eyes, Alice was just a little girl, a gentle, empathetic little girl.

That night, leaning on Yang Ling's arms and looking at the hazy waning moon in the sky, Sophia sighed faintly, "Brother Yang, this year is a once-in-a-century cold moon year, grandpa asked me to participate in the selection of the moon maiden sacrifice, I have to leave you for a while!"

Moon Maiden Sacrifice?

Yang Ling wanted to kiss Sophia's forehead gently, but when she said this, he couldn't help but pause. Although he has been in this strange world for a while, he is not very familiar with the customs, racial composition, and abilities here, and is relatively more familiar with the general classification and abilities of common Warcraft.

Seeing that Yang Ling was puzzled, Sophia said softly.

It turns out that there are countless intelligent races such as elves, dwarves, humans, giants, and orcs on the continent of Tyranny. After thousands of years of war, mankind has flourished and occupied most of the land and resources. Many small races living in seclusion in the mountains and forests do not exceed 100,000 people, and small ones only have a few thousand, or even a few hundred.

Although humans are not very prominent by nature, they can learn powerful magic and fighting spirit, which can be roughly divided into two professions: warrior and magician. Warriors are divided into swordsmen, swordsmen, great swordsmen, and sword masters, and magicians are divided into apprentices, magicians, archmages, and magisters, and each level can be divided into three levels: elementary, intermediate, and high.

For thousands of years, people have divided demonic beasts into one to nine levels according to their strength, and those that exceed the ninth order are unified into the holy level. It is estimated that a high-level swordsman is equivalent to the strength of a third-order junior demonic beast, and a high-level great swordsman is equivalent to the strength of a sixth-order intermediate demonic beast. As for the legendary Saint-Rank Demonic Beast, it is rumored that only a strong person with domain ability can come to challenge him.

Humanity is powerful, but at the same time, the rest of the races that have been passed down for thousands of years also have their own unique abilities. The natural endurance and fury of the orcs, the natural spells and archery of the elves, and the fierce strikes of the dwarves. Basically, each race has its own proud abilities, which have been passed down tenaciously from humans and monsters.

"Sophia, what do you think of my strength?" After listening to Sophia for a long time, Yang Ling was a little curious.

After pondering for a moment, Sophia frowned and said euphemistically: "Brother Yang, as a rare ancient summoner, as long as you have the body of the Demon Beast army, let alone a great sword master, even a junior sword saint may not be able to defeat you easily." But if you don't have time to summon the Demonic Beast to help you fight, I'm afraid that a junior Great Swordsman will be able to sneak up on it, so you must be careful in the future!"

Not as good as a junior great sword master?

Thinking of the fierce senior swordsman Batis, and thinking of the terrifying Heavenly List killer, Yang Ling shook his head and smiled bitterly, understanding that Sophia was right. The Blood Witch has no attack ability except for being able to domesticate Warcraft, and even if it advances to the Spirit Witch, it has no attack ability except for refining a part of the witch runes for self-defense. Fortunately, my physique has been strengthened many times, and my skills are agile, otherwise I am afraid that I would have suffered misfortune a long time ago.

"Sophia, what about the moon maiden sacrifice you are talking about?"

"The Moon Maiden sacrifice is the pride of our elves and is strongly blessed by the goddess of nature. Although his own strength was not high at the beginning, the speed of his advancement was very fast, not only could he increase the attack ability of friendly troops, but he could even summon meteor showers falling from the sky, which was extremely powerful!"

Under her explanation, Yang Ling understood that the sacrifice of the elf clan could be divided into the sacrifice of the wind, the sacrifice of war and the sacrifice of the scepter, and each level could be divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower. The Moon Maiden Sacrifice is a soul sacrifice blessed by the goddess of nature, not only does it advance quickly, but it also has some unique abilities, basically, it is possible to give birth to one every hundred years!

"Brother Yang, I will go to the temple this time for at least three months, at most a year, you must wait for me to come back!" Leaning on Yang Ling's broad chest, Sophia's eyes were red.

"No, it's a pity, I can't wait!" Sticking to Sophia's rich skin, looking at her white and delicate neck like mutton fat, and smelling a faint fragrance, Yang Ling couldn't help but feel blood surge. After taking a deep breath, he shook his head in mock regret.

Can't wait?

Could it be that Brother Yang has another woman?

Moments after the accident, Sophia was anxious and angry, and tears filled her eyes. If it weren't for the sake of her clansmen, she would be reluctant to leave Yang Ling, who was thinking about her for a long time, and now hearing him say this, she couldn't help but feel even more uncomfortable.

"Hehe, you stick so tightly, it's just a crime!" Seeing Sophia's big eyes blinking, tears were about to flow out immediately, Yang Ling hurriedly kissed her on the forehead, "I really can't wait, I can't wait for you to taste my power now!"

Too tight?

After feeling the strangeness of Yang Ling's lower body, Sophia quickly understood what his so-called 'can't wait' was about, she was ashamed and angry, glared at him coquettishly, and then turned around and ran out. She feared that if she stayed a little longer, she would never be willing to leave.

[Recommend a friend's book "Planting Demons", connect.]

A book of gods and demons, recording the magic of darkness and light.

A god and demon blade, bloodthirsty and killing, but also has magical healing powers.

Can good and evil really coexist?

When these two things are obtained by the same person, a game of demonization is staged. 】

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