Pushing open the courtyard door, two small wooden buildings are shaded by green bamboo, old stepped stairs and hollow window railings, and the time seems to return to the Middle Ages recorded in books.

This is one of the two small buildings in the courtyard of Aunt Susan in Brech Village, which has been kept very clean, from an aesthetic point of view, it is obvious that this aunt is still very discerning, this courtyard is very quiet and chic, compared to those residences of other villagers, this courtyard has a clear difference.

And one of these buildings temporarily lived in an outsider who did not belong to this mountain village, and was temporarily used as the residence of the village party secretary. No matter how bad it is, Lord Cao also has the official document of the temple in his arms, which is a messenger specially assigned by the temple, and Aunt Susan still values it very much, so she directly let Lord Cao live in her own home.

Except for Buckley, who was occupied by the dove because of his comfortable big bed, he had a lot of complaints, and the other qiē was not bad.

Lord Cao jumped out of bed and rubbed his face with the cold water brought by Aunt Susan, and the whole person was refreshed again. Last night, Lord Cao, who was in a daze, didn't know how he came back, and could only vaguely remember that when Barkley came to pull him, he rubbed his nose on the priest's robe, which was already naked.

The priest's robe had been taken away and washed by Aunt Susan, and there was a huge linen dress on the table, which seemed to be worn by Barkley when he was a child, but it was as wide as a cloak, and Lord Cao tried it for a long time or simply walked down the small building shirtless.

Although the weather just entered spring still carried the chill of not being able to fully migrate, Lord Cao's monster-like body was obviously not the same as a vain guy like Barkley. At a time when the other priests in the temple of Mount Auburn were still wrapped in cotton jackets, Lord Cao's wide priestly robe could cover his body except for a pair of loose pants and leg hair on his legs.

It's been a long time since I've really slept in a big head, and this taste is still a little nostalgic. The majestic morning erection reaction took Lord Cao's loose pants and went to the courtyard, as unrestrained as ever, as if what happened last night had not happened.

Barkley was chopping wood in the courtyard, and when he turned his head, he saw the enthusiastic and unrestrained Lord Cao, who was almost not stunned. looked at Lord Cao's seemingly invincible license, and then looked down at his crotch, and a sense of powerlessness arose, is this inversely proportional to his figure?

"Preapass, you're too partial!" muttered Barkley, the great name of the Pan-American god of fertility, who is said to be widely praised for having a large genital. From Barkley's professional eyes, if Lord Cao's part is cut with a knife and said that it is a big scar at the mouth of the bowl, it can only be considered a modest statement.

Lord Cao's streamlined and beautiful muscles also made Barkley, who has a lot of fat, a little envious, and yesterday I really didn't see that this thing was still such a terrifying body in the priest's robe, and the deep and powerful lines were like having endless explosive power, which Barkley still had a lot of vision. There are also many criss-crossing scars on the front of his body, which are souvenirs left by countless former difficult opponents before they fell at the feet of Lord Cao. The back is extremely smooth, because Lord Cao has no habit of turning his back on the enemy, let alone running away.

"This thing must have been scratched by himself!" said Barkley, who said of these marks that were much sexier than the scars on his own body, otherwise how could a priest, who was known for his elegance and weakness, have so many shocking medals? If the scars on his body were graffiti, then the scars on the priest's body were like artistic paintings of the literary period.

But Barkley himself rejected the idea, and the shocking traces were seen to be left after the fierce battle. If he had done such cruelty to himself, the priest would have been so mad and vain that he could make Barkley outrageous. Just because of this, Barkley had a little more respect for this unusual priest in his heart, he was a man!

Tearing off his priest's robe on the bamboo pole on the side that was still a little damp and putting it on, Lord Cao felt warm again, and the hole had been sewn up. Although the traces of sewing can be clearly seen, the needlework is still quite solid, and this delicate work obviously does not come from the hands of the rough man in front of him. Aunt Susan's big hands, which are not small in size, are very dexterous. The aunt also happened to come out, and when she saw Lord Cao, she just smiled slightly and didn't say anything, as if she had forgotten what happened yesterday.

"Auntie, what happened yesterday?" After hesitating for a moment, Lord Cao still smiled and spoke.

The first time he pretended to fail in public, if he didn't figure it out, it would become a pain in Lord Cao's heart that could never be touched. What's more, Lord Cao really can't understand why things are so bizarre. I haven't offended these giant forest boar people, and their attitude of rejecting people thousands of miles away is too radical. I'm a priest, don't they all say that orcs are the most devout and intelligent race?

"Kid, you offended some powerful person in the main temple of Auburn Hills, and then you got here, right?" Aunt Susan sighed as well. Just like Lord Cao's judgment, this woman has an unusual wisdom in the tribe, which is simply in a word, and directly pushes everything on Lord Cao to be extremely accurate.

"How do you know?" Lord Cao was very strange.

"Because I wrote the letter for help, and asked an elder of a tribe outside who was going to the Imperial City to help me pass it to the main temple for help, and I know the contents of it all too well. It's you, not the person we imagined to be here, and I knew it. As soon as Aunt Susan said it, Lord Cao also understood.

"I sent the letter, and I made a special trip to sign it for the granddaughter of the elder of the Bulniu tribe. Barkley also said on the side, and his heroic deeds of being able to fight the blue-eyed bull alone must have gone wherever he went. Barkley found that neither of them looked at him, and could only be saddened.

Lord Cao finally knew how shameless Montgomery was, and in that letter for help, Aunt Susan made it clear that the Charles tribe was not asking for help at all the curse that had been haunting them for thousands of years. This curse has been tried by countless priests to find a solution, but it has never succeeded, and even the Charles tribe has become accustomed to it. This is also the reason why the priests of the main temple reacted when they heard the name of the place, and many of them knew about this place, or even came to this place. What really caused this group of people who also had the blood of heroes and fearlessness to report to the temple for help was that their village had recently been attacked by demonic beasts.

To be honest, Lord Cao really felt that this Charles tribe was completely asking for trouble, although this mountain basin is very quiet, but after all, this is in the Sacra Mountains, which is originally a paradise for Warcraft. Isn't it self-inflicted hardship to settle in such a place? Since you have chosen this place, it is as natural to be attacked by demonic beasts as if you stand next to a dung pit and you will definitely smell the smell of. As for the curse that he has always been hanging on to his heart, Lord Cao also has the same opinion, and even directly questioned the aunt.

These two problems are not actually problems at all. As long as the Charles tribe moves their clan, let alone far, on the grassland outside, living next to those other orc tribes, like them, won't all the troubles be solved?

Lord Cao, who had a lot of money, slapped the dragon crystal he had extorted from Stern's crown on the table, and his face didn't tremble. In a word, this is not enough.

Ill-gotten wealth is like flowing water, this is Lord Cao's consistent style, from the "generous gift" of His Majesty, Lord Cao is really not stingy. Even if Lord Cao didn't aspire to be a great man, if this dead thing could save a race, Lord Cao would never frown.

As for the mentor's magic crystal, it is nothing compared to the dragon crystal, but it is as important as a small life by Lord Cao. is still a sentence, money is like dung, and love is worth a thousand gold. Is it possible that just a dragon crystal can make oneself a god? This is Lord Cao's opinion. At most, I want Long Jing to slay a dragon by myself in the future, isn't this solved, what a big deal!

To Lord Cao, slaying the dragon seems to be as simple as a ten-fingered snail and a backhand view. In the eyes of others, Lord Cao is sure that there is a natural flaw in IQ. If the dragon is so easy to slaughter, isn't there dragon crystals everywhere?

Barkley and Aunt Susan were shocked, Long Jing and they still knew. The whole village benefited a lot from the blue-eyed bull's magic crystal that Barkley hunted, and this dragon crystal was a priceless treasure.

Not to mention anything else, as long as you are willing to show your hand, there are more uncles with exaggerated financial and material resources in this world, and their entire Charles tribe is only about 600 people. The news that a dragon crystal was released as a reward, and the local tyrants who were willing to help their entire clan build a small city would definitely be able to fight for their heads, so the fire was not excessive.

This is really priceless, there are many things in this world that money may not be able to buy, and Longjing is a luxury item that belongs to this ranks. Whether it is used to show off his identity or to buy those strong people who seem to be not eating fireworks in the world, it is a very good choice.

Barkley's outstretched hand was slapped and retracted by Aunt Susan, and Barkley smiled wryly, his idea of pretending to be a dragon slayer warrior to deceive a few innocent girls by using gadgets seems to be unrealizable. And Lord Cao's image was instantly tall and plump, is this priest with explosive muscles and so many men's medals really a dragon slaying hero?

The crazy idea came out of nowhere, but Barkley felt that it was not impossible for the mysterious priest.