“...... What a monster! How dare you pretend to be your master!"

Bazet should have done her best, and this men's beauty showed her strength for the first time. Jumping up and standing in front of Cybertron, his hands clenched into fists and his eyebrows clenched. A coquettish man in a state of imminent battle shouted: "Hurry up and kneel down and beg for mercy! I will give you a good home for the sake of your appearance!"

"This ...... Incredible, look closely...... This figure looks like this. It's like there's a female cyber. On the contrary, Tanasima, who carefully observed the visitor, looked up and down at the beautiful sister in a uniformed red dress: "With such big breasts and a great body, she is simply a real princess." Cyber, I've changed my opinion of you, that is, no matter how much you wear women's clothes, you can't get to the point where she is. ”

“...... Ahaha, don't say it, Cyber, I like this one of these teases you're looking for. Pandaragon smiled and waved her hand, brandishing the runic sword in her hand and taking a few steps forward, not caring about Bazette's threat: "What's her name? And you want to wear women's clothes? Come on, show me"

"Uh...... Pandaragon, don't mess with me, I finally got the set together and got a copy of the Elder Scrolls, why did you come?Have you collected the other two scrolls?" Cybertron also came to Pandaragon's side, held the other party's waist affectionately, and said, "Introduce me, this is my wife Pandaragon. is a Headless Horseman, and I must declare in advance that she is not my sister......"

"Ahh......h He even messed up and married his own sister!"

"Well, sure enough, I asked that question anyway. Pandaragon smiled in his heart, but he said a surprising sentence on his face: "You can't say that, the law prohibits close relatives from marrying, and it doesn't say that brothers and sisters can't be married." ”

Fearing that the world would not be chaotic, Her Majesty the Empress gave Cybertron a huge and terrifying hat.

"Oh...... Not bad. Her Majesty looked at the two men's beauties in front of her and said with satisfaction: "Very good, I like these two girls." Even if it's cheating with them, it seems to be fine, the remaining two snake girls, and five little nuns. Why, are these all for me?"

As she spoke, Her Majesty gently grabbed Tanasima's hand.

"I think I'm really close to you, as if I've seen it somewhere, think about it, you're really beautiful and generous. All of a sudden, Her Majesty's aura was fully opened, and Lily's sister began to awaken.

Of course, Tanahima is not far behind, after so many years, there is only one person in front of him, who is more suitable to be a prince than himself?

"You're my little apple, I can't love you enough. Red ......"

Holding Pandaragon's hand with his backhand, Tanasima's face was full of love, but in fact it might have been a simple atrophy of facial muscles.

"Huh...... Our family Pandaragon and our family Tanasima, at last, have an adversary. Hurry up and shut up the two of them, otherwise the little girl next to her will faint. ”

The power of The Elder Scrolls

"I'm here, I'm here to kill me!

In the Northern Gulf, a lone battle is beginning. A branch tribe of the Bourkeso people was surrounded. Countless Zerg appeared, surrounding these great warriors. The chief leads the way and slaughters a horde of hateful but emotionless bugs.

And then these bugs seemed to never be able to have feelings, and these zergs attacked like crazy, basically without retreating two words. It's not because of anything else, the bugs don't have military law, so they don't care if they violate military law. These bugs are just unwilling to run away.

"My lord, what should we do if something happens to you?" and they all retreated in a small wave, and one of the warriors looked at his chief.

"That's it, we're going to die here today!"

This tribe is the Broken Hand Tribe.

To be honest, the Broken Hand Clan, like the Thunder King Clan, are crazy even in the eyes of the Bourkeso. Because their members are accustomed to showing their allegiance to the clan with the ritual of mutilating their bodies. Orcs in the clan who have been elevated to warrior status are to sacrifice their left hand in the form of a severed arm or arthropod. The remnants of their postarthropods are often replaced by poor weapons or tools.

The Broken Hand Clan is fighting to the death at the moment.

"My dearest friends, my dearest relatives, my good friends, come, follow me and rush again," said the chief of the Broken Hand Clan to his adjutant, "you come to replace me when I die, and your child takes your place when you die." We must not let the cold winter be ruined. ”

"Chief, if we charge again, our men will be dead. One of his subordinates said.

"Who here is afraid of death!? There is no bad seed, okay! Now take your weapons and the Broken Hand Clan is over, and our every qiē will be handed down and live in history. The chief of the Broken Hand Clan looked very emotional, and finally his heroic body trembled, and finally calmed down.

A group of Bourkeso people roared loudly and rushed towards the place of death that they were destined to go to.

However, in an instant, all those who were ready to die were surprised to find out. One by one, the zerg hugged their heads (if they had hands or heads), then shook their heads and tails, and finally shrunk to the size of normal bugs, and were trampled on by everyone......

The chief of the Broken Hand Clan, who had already decided to step into the ranks of the ancestors, was also erhu at this moment.

What happened that the Zerg all disappeared?

There's something called a mystery chapter.

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In this dead city, a safe zone between the dark and the underworld, is the underground world that Cybertron has carved out. However, when the closed dead door was pushed open, and the cellar in this safe area could be heard in bursts of seductive moans and shouts of the Wild Silver. There's something going on inside that makes the blood boil.

When the silver aura emitted by this silver dragon instantly crossed everyone's line of reason, especially the young girl who kept emitting the sound of beauty, it made Cybertron feel like a great enemy, what kind of masochistic potential did this young girl who had been beaten but looked like an infatuated girl have? I saw that she broke free from a few clothes that bound her at this moment, and was wearing two black stockings that did not conform to the times, but in line with magic. The appearance of being naked and seductively green and delicate, and being ravaged and humiliated by others is unimaginable. Tip: How to quickly search for the book you're looking for

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