Apparently, Gary slipped away.

As a liar, he lacks the ability to fight head-on.

So, basically, every orthodox, inherited liar will master some means of oiling the soles of his feet at critical moments.

After being recognized, you can quickly escape the scene.

Gary wasn't poked in front of him, but he was clearly a veteran, and when he sensed something was wrong, he left without dwelling too much or taking chances.

This allowed him to escape.

And the earl, who learned the truth, had a gloomy face, and the whole person seemed to have been drained of his soul.

Next, the Countess gained full control.

She did not expose Gary's false identity in front of everyone, but used this Gary to vaguely show that she had another 'friendship' with Gary, thus gaining more attention.

At the same time, he also followed the general process, allowing Chu He to drink a bottle of truth spitting elixir in public.

Then, Chu He was questioned.

Chu He, who has the ability to tell liars, is of course full of lies, covering up the affair between the countess and him on the surface, and making a conclusion about the whole thing.

Everything ended in a farce.

But the story in Amethyst Castle has just begun.

In the master room at midnight, the countess's intermittent cat-like voice could be heard.

Chu He used a move's marksmanship that fell from the sky to turn the countess into a puddle of soft mud.

The countess, who was already hoarse, was not willing to end the fight, but continued to work hard, turned over her body, and sat on Chu He's body, her whole body was up and down, without a trace of ups and downs, but only her chest was constantly rising, and she was inhaling.

As she lifted her breath, a certain part of her garden, like a fish's lips, opened and closed quickly, emitting bursts of suction.

This is an extremely difficult technique to cultivate.

Purely by internal strength, but after three or five boosts, the countess was already flushed with blush from her neck to her chest.

"Forget it, you don't need to trouble yourself like this, although I haven't come out yet, I can solve it by myself. Chu He looked at the countess who was working so hard and said comfortingly.

It's just a small 'retreat and closing the country' technique, Chu He doesn't need to start any exercises and means at all, as long as he changes a few more postures, and then at a critical moment, he thinks of some more terrifying or unappetizing pictures, and he can naturally accumulate a wave for himself.

"No! you have to give it to me. The countess's eyes were bloodshot, and her white body struggled and undulated.

Chu He pillowed his head with his hands, but he was thinking about the purpose of the countess.

"Her crisis was resolved, but instead of directly unloading the mill and killing the donkey, she continued to maintain this relationship with me. It doesn't seem to make sense, is it... Can't bear my dragon spear?" Chu He quickly put this ridiculous thought aside.

From his previous understanding of the Countess, it was clear that the Countess was a very purposeful, assertive, and ruthless woman.

She will not be subject to superficial sensual desires, and under her abnormal behavior, there must be a deeper purpose.

"But it is clear that from the Countess, I have no answer. I need to think of something else, maybe... The Count was a breakthrough. "The Chu River continues to deepen.

Syllable!

A hard punch was given to Chu He's face.

"Concentrate!" the countess's face was covered with sweat, and her expression was already a little hideous.

Because of the excessive consumption of physical strength and stimulation of sensitive areas, the muscles of her whole body tensed, and her thighs shook rapidly, wave after wave, and soon wet most of the bed.

Under the baptism of this hot spring, Chu He almost couldn't hold back, splashing out a scorching bullet that pierced the countess's chest.

So Chu He quietly arched his waist and poked his tail vertebrae with his thumb.

Syllable!

It was like a bell pestle in the early morning, slamming into the bronze bell.

The sudden hard knock, as well as the suddenly swollen dragon spear, pierced directly into the countess's heart.

Like a bird in the middle of an arrow, she broke her wings and fell, no longer having the strength to struggle.

It's a joy though.

But there was not a happy expression on the countess's face.

She bit Chu He's chest fiercely, like a female beast that was a little crazy.

Before dawn, the Countess drove away the Chu River.

Chu He, who was driven out, thought about it and did not return to his post directly, and boldly walked towards the earl's study.

In the darkness, Chu He felt the prying gaze.

But he didn't care.

Directly pushed open the door of the earl's study, Chu He put a piece of cloth on it, dyed it with night dew, and then threw it into the earl's study, and then deliberately showed half of his face when the earl turned around, pretending to patrol by.

The Count looked at the damp cloth that had been thrown on the ground, and his face turned pale.

It was the fabric on the bed in his room today, and it was now soaking wet.

Combined with Chu He's fleeting arrogant face, the earl felt that his lungs were about to explode.

The recent depression, and the deception from Gehry, had already made his nerves extremely tense.

Now that he was suddenly stimulated like this, he couldn't hold back anymore, and sneered at Chu He: "A wild dog, do you really think that you can sleep on the master's bed and be the master?"

"Haha! It's ridiculous, it's just a crazy woman who wants to have a dog mongrel!"

When Chu He heard the earl's answer, he had an answer in his heart: "So that's the case, no wonder the countess works so hard, she wants to have a child? Why does it have to be mine? Is there anything else about Isaac that is different?"

Chu He cleared his memories again and did not get an answer.

Obviously, even if there is a secret, it is not known to Isaac himself.

Back in the room, Chu He's ass was still not sitting.

I heard the clattering of windows.

Opening the window, Nighthawk pounced directly and grabbed Chu He's face.

Chu He, who had recovered his identity as a guard, picked up the broadsword beside him, like playing baseball, and slapped it towards the nighthawk in an orderly manner.

A whole of rookies pecked each other.

One man and one bird, all exhausted.

"You damn bird, I'm going to pick your feathers and make you a roast bird. Pestle with the broadsword, Chu He panted.

Nighthawk struggled to fly to the windowsill, a safer place, and said in a rough dress: "You damn thing, vulgar... But a lucky guy. I command you that you must satisfy Madame as soon as possible, or I will blind you. ”

"You don't know how satisfied Madame is, she even screams at the end, that's enough... No more. But I'm still full of energy. Chu He deliberately said in a very proud, show-off tone.

"Don't be self-righteous, if it weren't for your Hollongen blood, would you think Madame would look down on you?" Nighthawk screeched.

As soon as it fell, he realized that he had said the wrong thing, and in a panic, he flapped his wings and flew away, disappearing into the night.

And Chu He suddenly closed the window energetically and began to fall into new thinking.

"Hollongen... Bloodline? I have some talents in this body that I don't know about! Ha! That's amazing. ”