- "Woo ......"

Cecilia groaned softly, but she didn't know what she was talking about. Her body moved instinctively, pursuing Edward - but the man frowned at it.

For her wheezing gradually increased some noise, not like the vibration of her vocal cords, but a muffled snoring sound from the breath across her throat, which was small at first, but as his movements quickened, it increased, and soon overpowered Cecilia's original voice.

"Ah......h

The layers of flesh were tightened tighter, as if a flame had been ignited, so Edward stopped slightly, feeling the constant contraction, and he knew that he was already extremely excited, he didn't deliberately suppress that feeling, although this was only Cecilia's first time today, but if he indulged in it too much, I am afraid it would become a long battle.

"Great...... Edward ......"

Cecilia breathed violently for a while, and finally slowly relaxed, but as she whispered, she suddenly struggled!

Edward only felt a strong surge, and in an instant she had been pushed backwards and slammed into the bed. Then there was only a pair of huge rufangs left in front of him, and the plump trees hung down into the shape of bamboo shoots, swaying slightly in front of him.

But......

A flash of whiteness in his vision made Edward frown—Cecilia was lying on top of him, her body tied to his still-tight ties. It was just that he was underneath, and the girl was propping up the bed with her hands...... But it also allowed him to clearly see a layer of silvery fluff stretching out from under her skin. In the blink of an eye, her shoulders and forearms were all over her shoulders...... A long white tail stretched out behind her, standing tall and wagging around.

"Oooh...... It's really comfortable......" She looked at Edward's astonishment, and then laughed, her pupils had become slightly erected, and her eyes flashed with a little light: "Don't worry meow, let's continue......"

"Are you alright?"

"Meow...... Of course...... It's very comfortable...... I'm so happy meow. ”

The friction of heat and softness is even tighter. She half-squatted on Edward's body, and began to shake with her strength, and the flower path went from the mouth of the xue to the heart of the flower. The entire honey cavity was filled with the hot body of the fire, and the flesh in the cavity could not be spasmed with the grinding. Streams of dense flower honey came out, soaking the place where the two of them were twisted into a wet patch, and the sound of the obscene water became louder and louder. The intense stinging made the 'big cat' forget about it. Like a lost soul, he simply twisted his waist and limbs, and made a 'meow' sound of unknown meaning.

In a short time, she reached the second high tide - her body trembled like a spasm, she suddenly lay on Edward's chest, and the two huge fruits were squeezed and pressed into a flat shape, and with the trembling that couldn't breathe, Edward's chest was suddenly flooded, and the liquid body of Ru Bai Se was squeezed out of the bright red buds. Flowing slowly, adding a little sweetness of milk water to the fragrant fragrance of the obscene flowers.

"Are you alright?"

Such a beautiful view. Edward's heart felt a little strange, and he gently hugged her shoulder, and he asked—but the answer was quick: "No meow...... Such a comfortable thing...... I've got to do the same as last time......"

She propped herself up and staggered backwards.

But it wasn't really down, it just changed the posture to leaning back. The large fat began to beat as she continued to move up and down, droplets splashing, and a gleam of water on her brown skin. And this backward posture completely revealed the place where she and Edward cohesive, the honey light liquid continued to flow with the movement, some sparse hairs were wet, and the slight red of the little upturned flower and the constantly wriggling viscous membrane below was particularly eye-catching.

"Last time?" said Edward, smiling wryly—he remembered that they had a good time last time, and had spent the whole night.

Cecilia in this situation has a very strong ability to recover, although she will be pushed to the top of the tide quickly, but it will not take much time to get back together, and the tight layers of rubbing in her body are also not easy for Edward to deal with.

It seems that this night is destined to be very long......

......

No matter how long the night is, it will eventually come in the morning.

The sunlight shines through the open door of the tent and stretches inward on the sumptuous stalls, leaving uneven shadows on the rich plush carpet, which, together with the richly coloured patterns on it, form a strange and beautiful picture...... It's just a pair of boots walking up and down the carpet from time to time through the light, occasionally destroying the mood of tranquility.

The Khan King of the Krurod was obviously not interested in such a thing, but after another fifty laps, he couldn't help but glance up at the mage sitting in his chair at the end of the tent with his head bowed in contemplation.

Minay ...... Well, Master Minethiel......"

The mage lowered his gaze slightly, his hands moving in the wide sleeves of his robe, not knowing what kind of movement he was making, but he didn't pay attention to the Khan King's meaning at all, so after a few more moments, the Khan King finally couldn't help but speak softly.

For a man who had long been accustomed to speaking loudly and using a neutral voice to show off his exuberant momentum, such a lowered voice seemed particularly hoarse and weird, so he had to pause again to finally feel normal.

For a person to be so careful, I am afraid it was more than twenty years ago - not etiquette or respect, but that feeling mixed with fear in the heart. To be honest, it's a pretty bad feeling. It's just that there is obviously no better choice at this time.

Oh, of course, this mood is not for the mage in front of you.

If it's a general time. The High Mage would never have been in this Golden Tent - he didn't seem to like some of the patterns in the tabernacle, or the smells, or he simply wanted to show his own style, disdaining the company of the Barbarian Krurodians...... Either way, except for the fact that he had entered the tent when he first arrived, the rest of the meetings were with the Khan King deigning to surrender, or simply using the illusionary connection inside the crystal ball.

And at the moment. The second time His Excellency the mage sat here, it was naturally not because he wanted to have a good relationship with the Great Khan, but because he was waiting for someone here.

In order to see the man, he had to wait here - the realization was enough to make the Khan cautious.

But. Until now, the Khan has not figured out what kind of existence that person is, and even if he is so desperate to know the answer, all he knows is that 'that person is no longer the Cheng dù he can imagine'.

"I wouldn't do anything like that...... compared to him."

"Given the level of His Majesty. Barely to give you an imprecise statement. If there are thirty of me, or can be compared with him a little. ”

"You're a ...... Persistent. The exact number may be a hundred or more. ”

These were the three pieces of definite news that the Khan had managed to get from the mage.

The news kept him awake all night.

Thirty, a hundred?

Doesn't that mean that the young man who looks ordinary, even a little like a teenager...... More than a hundred times more powerful than this seven-ring mage?But the god of the mountain, what does a hundred seven-ring mages mean? That's enough to slaughter all the people and all the creatures in the entire Krurod, even Tuminis, who is known as the country of magic. It doesn't seem like there are hundreds of such high-level mages, right?

Is this possible?

Well, he 'tamed' the incarnation of the god of the mountains in front of him......

Khan shook his head. He knew that he had given up on this question, he still hadn't figured out what that incarnation was, and what was more critical and headache-inducing for him was, what kind of relationship did that person have with his daughter?

Apparently very close, he had been in her tent since he had returned with Cecilia last night. And Minethiel also said that he was the father of that child......

Although this relationship does not guarantee anything.

In Tumenes, it is true that the status of women is much higher than that of Krulrod, but the so-called rules are just to bind the weak, would such a powerful mage care about the identity of a woman? The girl he has always carried with him seems to have a great relationship with him, so how high can the daughter who came back here after becoming pregnant and gave birth to a child without waiting for the father of this child to appear?

If he's just using it as a plaything, that's fine, but if not, what?

Once he recalled his attitude towards his daughter over the past year, the khan felt that cold sweat was constantly flowing all over his body - although his reputation had increased a lot, he had no shortage of ways to deal with the question of the child's belonging...... But the tragedy is that it is nothing more than poisoning, discarding that kind of similar things.

After all, Zhang Qiqi married the daughter of King Tumenis but had a child who was not the king's heir, and the only way to solve this royal scandal is to get rid of the superfluous child.

Although the few things she did were relatively secretive, Cecilia was aware of it—the god of the mountain was above, and if she revealed something to the mage...... God knows how this son-in-law who suddenly popped up will react, what if he asks for his own Zen position for his daughter? It's not without precedent, I've heard that there are many mages in the world who are randomly appointed to take care of their territory.

And what if he wanted to stay here? How could he entertain him? Coveting a powerful force that he couldn't control was the stupidest thing to do. Look, a mage who has mastered the spell of the Seven Rings has already made himself pay so much, if there is another one who is more than a hundred times more powerful than him now, can a small shrine like Krurod afford such a big god?

"Great Khan. He's ......"

The call of a guard made the Khan look up slightly. only to find that the man had swaggered into the tent.

He was still dressed in the same shirt and trousers and boots, and he didn't look anything special except for his metallic hair that shone in the sun. Just when he was facing the face with a slight smile, Khan couldn't help but avoid his gaze.

"Hmm...... I heard that His Majesty invited me, but I don't know what the important thing is?"

Edward frowned...... Looking at the muscular old man in front of him.

In terms of Cecilia's relationship, this old guy is his father-in-law. However, among the many kinship relationships, it seems that the relationship between Weng and son-in-law is always the most embarrassing, not to mention that he and Cecilia are also a little unclear. Even if you want to speak, what do you want to say now?

But it seems that the old man is more nervous than himself. His mind seemed to be about to fill the space around him.

"Ah, that, Ben Khan. No, my business is not important, so please settle the matter with Master Minahir first. Khan's tongue knotted a few times, and it seemed that he had finally thought of an excuse. And the black-robed mage obviously didn't have any interest in humility: "Your Excellency Edward. I've sent the news of your return to the Mage Academy. Of course, I think it would be better to give them some more proof. The process is simple. It is enough to use this crystal ball of true knowledge. ”

"What did you say?"

"You don't know how to use the Crystal Ball of Knowledge, that's okay, I can ......."

"You said you passed the news of my return to the Mage Academy?" Edward couldn't help but hold his forehead, then interrupted him, "Sue me and you haven't started yet." ”

"How can you not start? It's about the ownership of a lot of trial funding. A certain high-level mage looked calm, without a trace of guilt for betraying his teammates: "You know that I am going to build my own magic tower now, and I need this fund very much." And if you return to the Mage Academy first, they will definitely end the bounty immediately. ”

“...... Hurry up and cancel it for me. As for the materials or something, I'll give it to you. ”

"Cancellation? It's not easy. The mage looked surprised: "My description is detailed and sure, and the record is detailed." The possibility of deformation, camouflage, and all else is ruled out. You asked me to cancel now, and my credit rating will drop a lot. And that's already past ten hourglasses. ”

"That's it. Edward couldn't help but have a headache.

Although this is not a big deal, he didn't think much about covering up his whereabouts when he killed the gang of people yesterday, and it will definitely alert him to the return of all things, but there are many people in the academy, and maybe he will get some trouble.

It's instinct to tell him.

"Anything else?"

"That, Lord Vincent. The young man's impatient tone sent a shudder in Khan's heart, but he eventually spoke, "Well, ah...... I mean, I know something, according to tradition, the great shaman of Krurod is not just one person, although this is only a rumor that I have heard that they have a ring of people as their core, I don't know exactly how much, some say three, some say six, they are not stationed in the tribe, but in a temple in a place in the foothills of the Holy Mountain...... I know about the location, so there's a good chance they'll come back......"

"Then, we have to kill them all, or let them collude with all the shamans to cause trouble, and you Khan still can't sit still, right?

The man's smile made Khan subconsciously tremble again.

"Lord Vincent, I didn't mean that, it's just that they ......"

"What kind of temple is this, the one hidden in the Krurod Mountains, right? Do they have a second temple?"

"The god of the mountains is above...... Do you already know?" the Khan's heart sank: "There is no second temple, it is the only temple, according to the tribal tradition, only the Khan will go there when he inherits the throne and receive the blessings of the ancestors, and I have only been there once...... But if you wish to go once, I can lead all the elite warriors of my clan to show you the way and help you in battle. But the temple is quite far away, and it will take us about ten days to ......"

"Can you remember the location of that temple? Close your eyes and think about your surroundings. ”

King Khan was stunned, and then closed his eyes, but he had just formed a scene in his mind when he felt the sound of wind blowing around him.

When he opened his eyes in astonishment, he noticed that the surroundings were empty, the sky and the pale gray mountains formed a distant view of the surroundings, and a high cliff occupied the front of the view, and the heavy rock layer was covered with large and small doors, and countless stone pillars and statues scattered along the texture of the rock formation, turning the thousand-foot-high cliff into a magnificent city.

Is this a hallucination?

The feeling of emptiness under his feet made Khan almost try to bite his tongue, but the cold that came with the wind had already proved it for him: "Yes, this is it, this is our great temple." His gaze rested on the layers of figure carvings, and he couldn't help but inhale deeply, recalling what the great shaman had told him during the succession ceremony: "This is the resting place of our ancestors, the send-of our souls, and the ...... of our belonging." ”

"It depends...... It is likely that in the future, you will no longer have this home. (To be continued......)