There are currently three known Darkspawns, but in fact, there are more than three.

- The Epic of Shurima: The Betrayer |: Darkspawn

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"What kind of eyes are you; My little Aslan? ”

Although he is the strongest to blame, there is no blame in his eyes.

On the contrary, there is a bit of pulling back and forth, knocking on the side.

She narrowed her eyes, hiding her thoughts so that Aslan could not see the clues, she put her hands on her chest after arranging her clothes, but her voice was like a trembling bud in the wind, and the whole person had a cowardly attitude, which looked so pitiful.

For her, or for the priests of the Black Rose, a mature woman who is proficient in the art of interpersonal communication, every movement, tone, and demeanor of her has the power to arouse people's desires and desires.

They are good at taking advantage of and playing to their strengths, and at the same time enjoy the fun of loving and being loved in the pull.

"Uh, I thought..."

Aslan turned around and found that LeBlanc had already tidied up her clothes, the touch just now was silky and warm, and there seemed to be a fragrant fragrance lingering on the tip of her nose, and the beautiful feeling was intoxicating.

"Why do you think you are a stinky boy with a bad heart!"

LeBlanc glanced at Aslan again, Aslan was standing in front of her at the moment, she couldn't help but tremble when she was close, she laughed softly, the corners of her soft mouth shone in the moonlight, her lips seemed to be smeared with honey cream, and her beautiful eyes settled down at this moment, without superfluous emotions, just watching quietly.

It's just that because of her height, she still needs to hold her head slightly high when she looks at Aslan, although it is not the first time that she has been in such close contact, LeBlanc still pretends to have flustered and confused eyes, and her charming cheeks are so ashamed that they are about to drip water.

With such a gentle demeanor, the lethality is huge, she has experimented many times, and her little Aslan can't stand her pulling like this.

"Guess what I'm thinking?" Aslan looked at LeBlanc with a teasing smile on his face.

As long as you look down slightly, you can see the mature scenery of the lady in front of you, obviously she is also in a certain mood because of her words at the moment, I don't know what I am thinking, or; What are you looking forward to?

"You ......"

LeBlanc wanted to speak again, but she felt Aslan's admiring gaze, and then pretended to let out an exclamation, her eyes full of shame.

"Your charm makes me want to climb the peak."

Aslan pressed LeBlanc's shoulders and looked at her with extremely serious eyes, his gaze went down the long skirt that wrapped her round hips, and he saw a pair of beautiful legs wrapped in soft black stockings, and the sultry silver heels.

Seeing Aslan looking at herself, LeBlanc tilted her head slightly, slightly avoiding his aggressive gaze, "I'm not one of those ignorant girls who will be deceived by rhetoric, you stinky boy!" ”

"I know, so I decided to prove it with action."

Aslan lowered his head, there was not only the warm fragrance in his arms, but the beautiful scenery was close in front of him, and the ripe fragrance was constantly teasing.

Although LeBlanc is not as fruitful as she thought, it is definitely above average, and it does not fall with her age, still standing in perfect posture like a finely carved work of art.

"You just said Cassiopeia, what's wrong with her? No, I mean to say, how do you..."

"You're looking at me while you're asking someone else?" LeBlanc pretended to be ashamed: "Do you care about Cassiopeia, or do you care about me?" “

"She's my betrothed, so she still needs to be properly cared for." Ace replied.

"You stinky boy." LeBlanc looked at Aslan, pretending to be angry and couldn't help but keep pumping, "If you have someone, you forget that I am good to you." ”

"How so; You will always be the most special in my heart. ”

Aslan looked at her after speaking, and the noble lady in front of him seemed to be ready.

The incense that had already been lit in the room made the air ripple with an intoxicating fragrance, and a trace slowly expanded on her black lace pajamas, and the lovesick red bean was standing in the middle of the moist lake, pouring out her feelings with her master.

LeBlanc felt her soul enter the abyss, constantly sucking away the last trace of persistence and reason in her heart, the dripping rain poured down, she tried hard to make the boat get satisfaction in the storm together, and she also wanted to get this last trace of comfort from Aslan, but because of this action became more and more powerless, until finally she completely collapsed into his arms.

"Aslan," LeBlan's tone was unusually soft, "something happened to Cassiopeia. ”

"Well, what's wrong?"

Aslan looked at LeBlanc quietly, caressing the mountains and valleys with a silk hand towel, this action made the rapid breathing of the noble lady in her arms rise and fall with her tone.

"I heard from Madame Soleana, after she came back from Shurima, she began to have a headache and brain fever, and kept talking nonsense, but her physical characteristics were very normal, and I found traces of snake bites on the side of her neck, and at first I thought she was poisoned."

Speaking of this, LeBlanc paused, "I checked the information of the owner of the burial chamber in the ancient cemetery, and thought that she was poisoned by the golden snake and fell into some kind of illusion, but as time went on, I found that this was not the case..."

"Golden snake? A product of court intrigue cultivated by the witchcraft of the ancient Shurima, snake venom can hallucinate and make people fall into a fantasy world, and the method of antidote is very special. ”

The tone fluctuated, and LeBlanc finally explained the reason to Aslan intermittently.

"Snakes?" Aslan stopped moving, which made LeBlanc, who was used to his rhythm, subconsciously twist his waist, "You mean that Cassiopeia was bitten by a snake when he excavated the ancient tomb?" ”

"Yes." LeBlanc nodded.

Aslan remembered.

In the original background, he remembered that Cassiopeia seemed to have been bitten by the statue of Naganeka, and then possessed the power of Naganeka, and roughly became a Darkborn, but not a real Darkborn, and her transformation did not seem to have experienced many twists and turns.

Thinking of this, he had an idea.

If the blood of the Frost Serpent that he needed for his promotion is replaced by the blood of Cassio Pea after he turned into a Darkborn, will he raise the level and upper limit of his promotion by a big level, and maybe he can also get the power of the Darkborn.

The idea sprouted wildly in Aslan's heart.

He wanted to ask Tonya if the idea worked.

"Aslan, are you listening to me?"

LeBlanc turned her head, her long chestnut hair spread out like water in the moonlight, and her face still had a crimson from the outbreak, she looked at Aslan dissatisfiedly and asked.

"I'm here, ma'am, and I think there's a better solution to the matter of Cassiopeia."

“？？？”

LeBlanc paused slightly.

How do you feel about the rhythm, big guys.

How supportive.

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