Blasphemy: 6 Moths Fighting the Flame Complete

It is quiet at night.

Bursts of magic fluctuations began to overflow from Rogge's room. He stood naked in the center of the room, with flames of various colors flickering around him.

Acelot, who looked like an ice doll, was still sitting quietly in front of him.

After receiving the warning from the Bone Dragon, Rogge, driven by fear, began to seize the time to meditate and practice the skills of using mental power. Fengyue's thoughts are completely unpredictable. She doesn't know when the next test will come. Moreover, the consequences of failing the test will be very terrible without even thinking about it.

He just didn't know why Fengyue was in a bad mood. This Fengyue now looks more and more like a master, although Bone Dragon still calls Rogge 'the master's master'.

The reason why Rogge can now practice magic with confidence is because Aixilote finally smiled, although it had nothing to do with him.

Floya failed to 'satisfy his animal desires', but Rogge was still in a joyful and relaxed mood that was rare in these days, with a hint of unbearable hot desire. His heart was originally occupied by the conspiracy of power and position. Demanman's heart began to move again, and he quietly came up with the idea of ​​​​a few elf guardian warriors.

When he walked briskly back to the Temple of God's Envoy, he saw the little goblin whispering something in Aisilote's ear.

What surprised and delighted Fatty was that the ice puppet, who had not even spoken to him all day, finally had a smile on his lips.

The Death Class completely underestimated Fatty's shamelessness.

Roger immediately attributed the credit for Elsielott's smile today to himself. Anyway, Ben didn't say that the little ice puppet must have laughed because of him.

He felt relieved. As for how to make this little ice puppet smile tomorrow, that will be tomorrow's worry.

The fat man was fascinated by the little goblin today. He quietly called a gentle and lovely elf guardian warrior. He wanted to take action, but no matter where he went or what he did, this little ice puppet would follow him. . Under the silent gaze of those eyes filled with ice wind, all Rogge's desires disappeared without a trace, and he could only let the snickering elf guardian warrior leave in despair.

We can’t let Elsie Lott visit all the time, right?

As soon as the flame of desire subsided, Rogge immediately remembered Feng Yue’s test. He broke out in a cold sweat and hurried back to his room to practice hard.

Aisilote still followed him closely.

The Temple of the Divine Envoy has been completely rebuilt, and in terms of elegance and grandeur, it is second only to the Great Elf Temple. Now the entire Temple of the Divine Envoy is six stories high, with more than a dozen intricately twisted spiers, fully interpreting the meaning of complexity and magnificence. In front of the Temple of the Oracle is a large lawn, and beyond that is a small lake as smooth as a mirror. The beauty of the scenery is the crown of the Oracle City.

The window on the top floor of the Temple of God's Envoy flickered in and out of light, and Aisilote's beautiful figure was always reflected in the window.

All the elves like this ice doll-like girl very much. The two elf warriors guarding the Temple of the God Envoy looked at her silhouette in fascination, and suddenly felt an inexplicable pain in their hearts.

The night is already deep.

A faint black shadow flew across the city of Oracle like a ghost.

Heiying walked to the front of the Temple of the Divine Envoy with ease. Looking at the brand new Temple of the Divine Envoy and the window on the top floor that flashed with magic light, Heiying couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. After a moment of identification, it finally passed through a still-lit window on the fifth floor like a wisp of light smoke.

The movement of this black shadow was so swift and light that all the elf guards were unaware of it.

In the room, Froya was staring intently at the small teapot in front of her, waiting for the moment when the heat was just right.

A breeze blew by, and there was already one more person in the room.

Froya said without raising her head: "If you want to steal something, the valuables are upstairs. If you want to take revenge, your enemy must be upstairs as well. If you have anything to do with me, just wait for a while. I have no time to talk to you. Now, don’t you see I’m busy!”

After a while, the pot of tea was finally ready, and a faint fragrance began to spread in the room. The little goblin sipped the drink slowly and thought about it for a long time before raising his head with a smile on his face and contentment.

"Ah!" She exclaimed, looking at the visitor in disbelief, and said, "Annie! Why is it you! How did you... become like this?"

The person coming was none other than Androni. Her long maroon hair was messy, and her blue dress was a little dirty and had many holes. If it weren’t for her extremely decent tailoring skills and several expensive pieces, The tatters looked worse than those worn by a commoner in Dresden.

She lost a lot of weight, and there was a black stain on her face.

Froya found it incredible that Androni, who had always been mysophobic, turned out to be like this.

Androni smiled tiredly and said: "I'm very tired, let me wash up first and then say hello?"

Froya silently led Androni to the bathroom.

The little goblin is greedy for enjoyment, has a reputation for being mysophobic, and will never let go of the opportunity to benefit from public welfare. Taking advantage of the reconstruction of the Temple of God, she not only occupied an entire floor, but also completely remodeled her bathroom.

The entire bathroom is very spacious and full of natural atmosphere. Unknown wisteria is coiled vertically and horizontally on the ground and walls, exuding a faint fragrance. There are not a few leaves on the green wisteria, but there are various small flowers dotted on it. When you step on these vines with bare feet, you will feel a slight soreness and numbness in the soles of your feet, which is very comfortable.

There is a flower tree in the corner of the bathroom. Half of the tree's flower branches stretch diagonally, covering most of the ceiling.

Under the tree is an irregular bathing pool like a natural pond. The bathing pool is six to seven meters in diameter and more than one meter deep. It is made of natural stone. The edges and corners of the stone have been polished by Froya's magic to be extremely smooth. Sitting in this bath, you can look at the distant lake and starry sky through the large windows.

Froya stretched out her hand and pressed it on the wall, and a stream of clear spring with dense water vapor fell from the flower tree, filling the bathing pool in a short time. The structure of this bathing pool was ingenious, and the water in the pool leaked out from nowhere. Although the spring was still pouring in, the water in the bathing pool was always full without overflowing.

Androni smiled lightly and said: "You always make yourself very comfortable. Magicians are so convenient!"

Her crystal-clear fingers bloomed like orchids, and after a dazzlingly complicated movement, all her clothes quietly fell to the ground. No matter what the circumstances, Androni's hands will always remain in perfect condition.

She jumped up gently, her perfect body drew a dazzling smooth trajectory in the air, and plunged into the large bathtub.

Only a small ripple appeared on the water.

A long, long time...

As the water splashed, Androni suddenly emerged from the water, moaning lowly: "It feels so comfortable..."

A few strands of long chestnut hair stuck to her face, with clear springs flowing from the ends of her hair, and her eyes that seemed to open and close revealed a blur of light.

Androni's heroic face would be simply irresistible if there was a hint of coquettishness in it.

Froya silently looked at Androni, who was washing herself contentedly, and her perfect body floating and disappearing in the water. There was already confusion in her eyes.

She leaned against the wall feebly, her whole body trembling slightly.

After taking a bath, Androni's whole body glowed with dazzling brilliance.

"Annie..." Froya finally couldn't help shouting softly: "What happened to you? How did you lose so much weight?"

There was unconcealable distress and concern in her words.

Androni said nonchalantly: "It's nothing, I just practiced my sword a little too hard. It was all because of that **** fat man."

She touched her cheek and said to herself: "I'm much thinner." She looked down at her **** again. Although the two crystal nephrites were not very big, they were still plump and straight, and they were worthy of mention. Called perfect. Androni took a long breath and whispered: "It's okay, it's okay..."

Androni suddenly chuckled and stood up from the pool with a sudden movement. Then her whole body kept rising in the pool water, and finally she only touched the water with her toes.

Under the blue light of fighting spirit in the starry sky, the beautiful Androni is like an angel that only appears in dreams. But her beauty is mingled with danger and fatal temptation.

She looked at Froya with a smile in her beautiful big eyes. At this moment, Froya had only one feeling in her heart...

Charming.

"Froya, am I still beautiful?"

Froya nodded involuntarily. Looking at Androni under the blue halo, her heart suddenly beat fast, making her breathless, and her fingertips seemed to feel that silky smoothness...

Androni smiled proudly, hooked her index finger towards Froya, and said, "Then come down!"

Froya's eyes were full of struggle and sadness. She bit her lower lip and said: "Annie, it's hard for me to be in such a calm mood now. You...you can't look back anyway, why bother to provoke me again? What about me? Let me live quietly alone."

"Come down!"

Froya shook her head, almost begging: "No... please let me go!"

"There's so much nonsense, come down here!"

Amid laughter, Androni reached out and grabbed the air. Froya exclaimed, her body flew up involuntarily, and landed in Androni's arms.

Looking at Froya, whose body was as soft as cotton and whose starry eyes were hazy in her arms, Androni smiled proudly and kissed the goblin's lavender lips...

With a splash, the water splashed high, and the two lingering beauties fell into the water...

Another world.

The sky in another world is always gloomy, and the roaring wind always carries the coldness that can freeze the soul.

At the foot of a mountain peak, a small group of unlucky dark knights were being slaughtered.

The demon lotus is still scattered around Feng Yue's body, her hands are always caged in her chest sleeves, and she has no intention of using the death sickle, let alone using her invincible right hand.

Feng Yue's figure seemed to be walking slowly through the dark knights, but in fact it was extremely fast. At least Gregory could never catch up with her.

No matter which dark knight it is, as long as it enters a radius of ten meters around Feng Yue, its skull will suddenly explode into pieces, and a wisp of soul fire shining with dark light will float out from under the helmet.

"That's so **** cool!" Bone Dragon couldn't find a suitable flatterer, so he could only think viciously in his heart.

Gregori's two pairs of blue-black thin wings flapped rapidly, darting back and forth in the air like lightning.

The way it fights now is also much smarter. Whether it is the Dark Knight or any other undead creature, its speed is much slower than it. Taking advantage of its huge advantage in speed, the Bone Dragon will be forced to be less than one meter away from the Dark Knight in an instant. Before the Dark Knight can react, a small mouthful of dragon breath will be sprayed on their helmets, forming a cloud on it. layer of blue crystal.

Such a thin layer of blue crystal is not fatal enough. But the bone dragon will add a claw immediately afterwards. Although the Bone Dragon's breath or slaps could not do anything to the Dark Knight's two-inch-thick iron helmet, the combination of the two was enough to shatter the Dark Knight's brittle skull. Then the wisp of soul fire that spreads out will be inhaled by the bone dragon.

Since the battle with Nicholas, Fengyue has recovered and no longer uses the death scythe. The bone dragon couldn't understand the way she slaughtered these dark knights, and he almost fainted with admiration. But it has no time to flatter now. From time to time, a ray of soul fire floats out from Feng Yue's side. The bone dragon rushes over to absorb it, and then runs back to see which dark knight is displeased, and then seeks out its bad luck.

Although he was exhausted from running for his life, Bone Dragon enjoyed it. Fengyue has long stopped absorbing the souls of undead creatures, and these dark knights are now supplements to the bone dragon.

Out of his extreme blind admiration for Feng Yue and his improvement in strength, Gregory has begun to imitate her fighting style. Bone Dragon is somewhat self-aware and knows that he can't learn Feng Yue's current fighting style. Even if the Bone Dragon circles a Dark Knight dozens of times and curses its seventeen or eight generations of ancestors before death, it will never break a single bone of the Dark Knight.

So Gregory took a step back and focused on using just the right amount of force to destroy his opponent, although each battle would always take a lot more effort. In terms of the degree of paranoia, Gregory is not much different from Feng Yue and Rogge. No matter what kind of enemy it encounters, Bone Dragon always adheres to its principle of defeating the enemy. Even if it often suffers heavy losses, it will never repent. Anyway, even if it is broken, it will be restored by Feng Yue.

After the Bone Dragon inhaled the soul of the last Dark Knight, the surrounding area became quiet, and the soul essences of dozens of Dark Knights became part of the Bone Dragon's energy.

Before Bone Dragon could sigh twice, Fengyue walked towards the distance. In an instant, her dreamlike figure appeared in the distance. The bone dragon didn't even have time to howl before it hurriedly chased after him.

The other world became quiet again.

I don’t know when Fengyue and Bone Dragon appeared on the top of an isolated peak. Fengyue still stood on the edge of the cliff in the sky, and the bone dragon floated behind her as before.

Gu Long first flattered him twice, and then cautiously said, "Master, he has been working very hard recently. How are you going to test his strength?"

Feng Yue snorted and said coldly: "Work hard? Humph!"

The clever Bone Dragon immediately changed his mind: "Yes! He is still in the mood to do those boring things, and...still..."

Gregory searched desperately in his memory. He had just learned a new word that was appropriate for him recently: "I remembered! He also flirted with others! This is obviously not treating you, the great and almighty master. Do you take your orders seriously!"

Feng Yue said nothing.

The bone dragon said very aggrievedly: "But the strength of my master has far surpassed mine, and he knows the 'Alien Cursed Purgatory' of the Demon Emperor's lineage, which you are not satisfied with. And I just have a headache. Stupid bone dragon, using second-rate starry sky breath, the power of the breath is not complete. You...why don't you care? This is just a trivial matter to you!"

Feng Yue said calmly: "Gregory, you have become more and more courageous recently. You are just a very stupid bone dragon, a stupid dragon, and it is possible that you occasionally let slip something..."

Bah!

The frightened bone dragon fell from the air and fell heavily to the ground.

"Master! Great Master! Wise Master! My loyalty to you will never change!" The bone dragon did not dare to fly again. It kept digging its four claws on the ground and howled desperately: "Master! I won't dare to do it next time. Seeing that I have been with you for so long, I don't want to think about Xingkong Douqi anymore! Master! Ah, now I finally know that you are omnipotent and omniscient!"

Feng Yue was silent.

The bone dragon finally stopped howling and flattering. It lay quietly on the ground, resigned to its fate, waiting for Feng Yue's verdict. Bone Dragon vaguely felt that this betrayal was no small matter for Feng Yue. It was extremely guilty and subconsciously dug at the soil with its trembling paws.

Feng Yue finally sighed and said a little lonely: "Get up. Next time I need you to spill the beans, I will tell you what to say."

Rogg's first night back in the City of Oracle was destined to be an uneventful night.

It is already the darkest moment before dawn. In the entire Oracle City, only the windows on the fifth and sixth floors of the Temple of the Divine Envoy still have light shining through.

Originally, only a dim, rich light came out of the fifth-floor window. Suddenly, a dazzling strong blue light came out, and then there was a crisp sound like countless crystals breaking.

Froya screamed in pain from the fifth floor, followed by her shameful and angry yelling: "Annie! You are going to die! Why are you trying so hard to increase your fighting spirit at this time?!"

The extremely intense blue light lit up again, and this time half of the wall on the fifth floor of the Temple of God's Envoy collapsed.

The alarmed elf guards recognized the familiar blue light, and the explosion came from the goblin residence that even Elder Hughes did not dare to offend. So they all turned around smartly and chose Turn a blind eye to everything.

The bathroom that Froya had painstakingly arranged seemed to have been hit by a hurricane. The vines and flowers and trees were all gone, and even the stones that made up the bathtub were thinned in half.

Countless shining stardust are slowly falling in the room. Their flashing light casts spots of light that seemed real and illusory on the two naked and tempting bodies.

Androni glanced at the messy bathroom and the completely collapsed exterior wall, then put her arms around Froya's waist, and in a blink of an eye, the two of them appeared in Froya's bedroom.

Androni frowned, twisted her long hair with the five fingers of her right hand in distress, and whispered to herself: "What the hell, why can't I do it!"

Her use of starry sky fighting energy is becoming more and more proficient, and her power is becoming more terrifying. Although there is only a thin line between her and the holy realm, this slight difference is sometimes a world away.

Froya, who was still struggling just now, suddenly became quiet. She stared at Androni and said, "Annie! Please explain to me clearly, what is going on?"

Androni came back to her senses and felt guilty for a while. She didn't dare to look at Froya and just wanted to get away with it.

"Annie!"

Froya screamed. The high-pitched sound waves not only vibrated Androni's eardrums, but also spread far away, waking up countless elves.

The smart elves all chose to plug their ears and pretended to hear nothing. Only Hughes, who was flying back to his residence, showed joy on his face. He touched the small paper bag in his arms proudly and secretly thought that the little goblin was very excited now. He shouldn't find that there is no new tea on the tea tree tomorrow, right? When picking tea at this time, although the taste will be a little worse, it is better than nothing.

Facing the already hysterical Froya, Androni could no longer muddle through and had to explain the cause and effect in a low voice.

Froya's eyes were burning with two blazing green fires. She gave Androni a desperate push and fell onto the big bed. It wasn't that Androni couldn't avoid Froya's push, but she felt guilty and hoped to calm down the little goblin's anger.

"Just for the **** power of the Holy Domain, you can play with me at will?! Damn it!" Froya completely ignored her image. She just wanted to throw the most vicious words at Androni. On the body.

Androni floated up from the bed strangely, and came to Froya again on the tips of her breasts, wanting to wipe away the tears she had shed unconsciously.

"Don't touch me!" Froya opened her hand and shouted angrily: "When you got your hands on me, I was willing; you were merciful, but I never cared; you had her in your heart. , left me behind from now on, and I **** admit it now! But you still won’t let me go, and you will come back to play with me for the sake of the holy land. What do you think of me? Do you know how sad I am? !Are you willing to watch me die?"

"Froya, I...I didn't mean that..." Androni was at a loss and tried in vain to explain.

"Don't you want to have the power of the Holy Realm? Okay, the fat guy is upstairs. Didn't he hurt you? Go find him! Why are you beating around the bush!"

"But..."

"I don't want to hear it! Get out of here!" Froya screamed desperately, but the tears on her face had already formed, quietly revealing her thoughts.

Androni whispered: "I'm sorry...Okay, I'll go. But Froya, can you give me a piece of clothing..."

Crack! A long dress fell on Androni's body.

As soon as Androni put on her long dress in a hurry, she was pushed out of the door by Froya. The door was slammed hard immediately, and then countless vases, wine glasses, teapots and other objects were placed on the door. The crisp sound of breaking.

Androni looked sad and left quietly.

It wasn't until she smashed everything in the room that Froya felt exhausted, swayed, and almost fell to the ground.

She suddenly threw herself on the bed and burst into tears.

……

An unusually large table.

The table has a simple style, and the exquisite carvings on the edges and legs represent the highest artistic achievement of the Sala people. There were some rare magic crystals scattered around on one side of the table, and neat piles of gold coins on the other side.

Behind the long table, the fat man sat motionless, half-smiling but not smiling, his ears raised high, and he was listening intently to the storm downstairs.

Dang!

The starry sky exuding crystal blue light was inserted on the long table, less than a foot away from the fat man's face, and the fighting spirit of the starry sky stung his face slightly.

Roger's eyes gradually moved up, from the sword body to the hilt, to the perfect slender hand holding the sword, and then along the woman's arm, to the already slightly thin and bony shoulders, to the snow-white Moving up her slender neck, she finally saw Androni's stunning face that was still charming despite its ferocity, as well as several strands of dripping chestnut hair stuck to her forehead.

Roger's gaze paused briefly at Androni's eyes, which were trying to show their fierceness, and then went all the way down to her bright red lips, her snow-white and slender neck, and her slightly skeletal collarbone, and continued downward. Then it just stopped there.

Androni looked down and saw that she was wearing Froya's long dress. Although her figure was more than half a head taller than Froya, her **** were far less plump than Froya's, so this long dress The skirt didn't fit, at least in this part. Moreover, the neckline of the long skirt was cut low, and she leaned over and inserted the sword on the long table in front of Rogge. So from Rogge's point of view, the two groups of nephrite as rich as snow and the extremely tempting Yan Hong can be seen almost at a glance.

With Androni's stunning beauty, it's no wonder that the fat man's eyes were straight.

Androni's face turned red, and a feeling of frustration surged into her heart. Froya was making a big fuss just now, and with Rogge's sensitive senses, it was impossible not to know about it. The guilty Androni wanted to suppress Rogge with her ferocious arrogance, so that he would not dare to say any more nonsense or ask more questions that he should not ask.

But obviously, Rogge didn't care at all about the threat of her nakedness, he only paid attention to her naked body.

She took a deep breath, pretending not to see Rogge's lustful gaze, and sat on the long table instead, inserting Biluo Xingkong a few inches deeper, and then hummed heavily.

Roger still looked at her up and down with unscrupulous eyes.

Every long dress Froya wears is extremely feminine, and when worn on Androni, she completely reveals another unknown side of her who usually wears men's clothing.

What's more, the wet water drops made the long skirt stick to Androni's body tightly, not only highlighting all her curves, but the translucent long skirt also made her ice-like skin appear.

"Annie..." Rogge looked at her curves carefully and smiled maliciously, "Why are you only wearing a long skirt..."

Androni trembled all over, but she forced herself to calm down and said calmly: "It's not like you haven't seen it before. Do you need to look like this?"

Rogge chuckled and said: "Annie, there are not many beauties like you in the world, so how can it be enough to see you just once? Moreover, this is the first time I see you put on women's clothing... Tsk!"

"Huh, so what if I wear women's clothes?" For some reason, Androni was a little nervous. She wanted to know what Rogge thought of her women's clothing.

"What a **** woman!" the fat man concluded with eyes shining.

Androni was ashamed and angry, but a heavy stone in her heart was quietly put down. She then remembered the business and leaned forward again. She gently lifted Rogge's chin with her long, snow-white index finger on her right hand, and said with a chuckle: "Little Rogge, I have something to offer you."

"Sanctuary?" Rogge laughed evilly from the bottom of his heart. "I'm not talking about you, Anne, you are beautiful, but when it comes to the ability to seduce men, Princess Teru is really far behind. How can you be so straightforward!"

Androni blushed, feeling ashamed and angry. With a slight movement of her right hand, she changed from gently picking Roger's chin to squeezing his throat.

"This is your style, I like it!" Although he had difficulty breathing, there was still a smile in Rogge's eyes.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Androni finally showed her fierce look. She approached Rogge's face and gritted her teeth and said: "I tell you, I will risk everything for the sanctuary! You can do it or not, no. Fuck me and find someone else!"

"My motto has always been, rather than taking advantage of others, it's better to take advantage of me! How could I not do it? What's more..." Rogge smiled strangely, "Don't blame me for not persuading you in advance, you go It’s definitely useless to look for others, you’ll just suffer in vain.”

The five fingers of Androni's right hand slowly loosened one by one. She suddenly wanted to crush this fat man who was taking advantage of others to death. He clearly took advantage of him, yet he still had to look helpless.

"Annie," the fat man who had just been freed from her fingers was still bravely provoking, "although I like your straightforward character very much, you'd better be restrained in front of others to avoid making people laugh."

Androni looked around and said: "Besides you and me, there is no one else here...ah!"

She suddenly took a breath and saw Aisilote sitting quietly in the corner of the room. Somehow, Androni didn't feel her presence at all, she just felt a little cold in the room.

Under the quiet gaze of the little ice doll’s clear blue eyes, Androni was extremely embarrassed for a moment.

This night was such a **** mess.

Androni calmed down and decided to use offense as defense. She came to Aisilote, stretched out her hand to pick her chin, and said with a chuckle: "Little Iceman, I can borrow your fat man for the time being, is it okay?"

Acelot stood up, took a small step back, just passed Androni's finger, and then said coldly: "I won't borrow it."

"Huh?" Androni was a little surprised. She reached out again to pick up the little ice puppet's minibus. This time, the fingertips were already covered with a faint blue halo, and they were lifted up to Aixiluote's chin like lightning.

Aisilote quickly retreated as if gliding on ice. At the same time, she opened her small mouth and blew out a breath of cold air, forming a small ice shield in front of her.

Androni's fingertips flicked rapidly on the ice shield, but they could never penetrate it. But this didn't bother her. Androni's slender fingers suddenly sank, flicking onto the lower edge of the ice shield like lightning, knocking the ice shield away.

Then this slender snow-white finger rested on Aisilote's chin, lifting her little face up in an extremely frivolous manner.

Acelot lowered his head, exposed his silver teeth, and bit Androni's finger viciously.

Androni retracted her finger, smiled proudly, and said, "If you don't want to borrow it, don't borrow it. Since you want to see it so much, I'll let you see it, little iceman."

She looked at Rogge's long table with gold coins piled on it, frowned, and said, "Why do you make everything so golden everywhere? Can't your taste be better? Let's move to a different place to avoid ruining it. I lost your gold coins, and you, a money-obsessed man, are still heartbroken. Also, help me find two sets of clothes that fit me."

Roger pointed to the bedroom with a smile and watched Androni walk in. He then called in a tall elf guardian warrior and gave a few instructions. The guardian warrior's face turned red and he hurried out.

Whether Rogge and Androni wanted it or not, Aisilote still followed into the bedroom.

Due to the careful elves taking care of it, Rogge's large bedroom is very tidy. The fat man quickly placed the fragile and expensive artworks and priceless magic ingredients in another room, and then he felt relieved.

Androni watched in silence as Rogge completed all preparations, then took a deep breath and turned pale.

As soon as she closed her eyes, there was a tremor in her voice, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Come on!"

Rogg's body gave off a faint brilliance. With Froya's lessons learned and the painful lessons learned that night, he used his mental power to protect his whole body early on.

Acylott's body also exuded bursts of milky white cold air, condensing into dozens of small ice shields, hiding herself properly.

Roger came behind Androni and pressed her shoulders lightly. She sat on the edge of the bed obediently. Facing such a big meal, Rogge didn't want to be too impatient.

He pulled up Androni's long hair, revealing the white and slender back of her neck. Then his fingers gently touched the back of her neck and slowly slid down her spine. Where Rogge's finger landed, a small pimple quickly appeared on Androni's skin, and a beautiful bright red began to spread throughout her body. Under the greasy skin, her muscles were completely tense, harder than steel, and would rise and fall from time to time, flicking Rogge's fingers away.

His other hand touched Androni's arm at the same time, all the way down, shook her hand, and then fell on her naked lap.

Unlike Froya's smooth and soft skin, every inch of Androni's skin contains amazing elasticity. At this moment, the feeling coming from the edge of his fingertips almost made Rogge suffocate.

While embracing her extremely seductive body, on the other hand, he had to beware of the starry sky fighting energy that could erupt at any time and at any time. Under the combined attack of extreme tension and excitement, even though it was only a short moment, Rogge had already begun to see his forehead. I was sweating and my hands were shaking a little.

Androni was also suffocating.

When Rogge's hand slowly moved up her thigh, Androni finally couldn't hold on any longer, and a scream burst out along with the starry sky fighting energy. Fortunately, Rogge was already on guard and she tried her best to restrain herself, so the fat man was only bounced several meters away. As soon as her fighting spirit dissipated, Androni was almost exhausted for a moment. She fell weakly on the bed and whispered: "No! I really can't stand it anymore. Let's... let's do it next time."

Roger got up and did not continue to embarrass Androni. He just sat down next to her and quietly admired her stunning appearance.

Androni was lying on the bed, suddenly her shoulders shrugged, and she cried softly. She sobbed: "I...how did I become like this! What have I done for the **** holy power!"

Rogge gently smoothed her long hair and said thoughtfully: "You must have enough strength now... Otherwise, you can go to the south and ask your teacher Mr. Prosis to give you some guidance. Right."

Androni put away her sad voice, looked up at Rogge, and shook her head. Although she wiped away her tears forcefully, her big beautiful eyes still looked a little red and swollen.

She sighed softly and said: "The teacher said that only the path to the Holy Domain that you have explored by yourself will have development potential. I don't want to be finished after entering the Holy Domain. Besides..." She glanced at Rogge , said bitterly: "I still have to take care of you, a **** fat guy!"

"Why are you so nice to me all of a sudden? Who asked you for help?" Rogge asked with ulterior motives.

Androni ignored him and just stared blankly. She suddenly asked: "You know it anyway, tell me, was it too much for me to treat Froya just like that?"

Rogge smiled and said: "Many accomplished people are very paranoid in some aspects. Think about it, how many strong people in the world have the power of the Holy Domain? You have achieved such power at such a young age. At this point, if it were not for the paranoia about strength, no matter how talented you are, it would still be impossible. And each of us will have one most important goal for a period of time. In order to achieve this goal, everything else is It’s not important. Even if you have to pay some price for it, as long as you don’t feel that you will regret it in the future, that’s fine. We only have a few decades in our lives, so we don’t have to act forward and backward."

"But" Rogge said with a bad smile: "You did something bad this time, but you didn't get any benefits at all. It can only be said that you are too stupid."

Androni was ashamed and angry. She sat up and raised her hand to slap him. She waved her hand in the air, hesitated, and then put it down.

"If you want to have the power of the Holy Realm, it's useless to rush. Just let nature take its course." Rogge comforted.

Androni was silent for a moment and then whispered: "I will think of a solution myself. If it doesn't work, I will come back to you."

She walked out of the bedroom and saw that the elf guardian warrior had put a complete set of clothes outside, including underwear. No wonder the guardian warrior just now blushed.

Roger turned around knowingly and waited for Androni to change clothes before turning back.

Androni suddenly said thank you to the fat man in a voice as thin as a mosquito's chirp, and then ran out through the window before he could react.

Roger chuckled and just thought: "Thank me for what? How are you going to thank me? What can you use to thank me? Hehe, haha!" The more he thought about it, the more he became confused.

Neither he nor Androni noticed that Aisilote, who had always been with Rogge, did not follow him.

At this moment, in front of Aisilote, in the ripples, a blurry figure gradually became clear, as if slowly emerging from the water.

Feng Yue appeared in front of Aisilot like a ghost.

Her right hand was looming, like a disembodied phantom, and it was inserted directly into Aixilot's chest. In the blink of an eye, Feng Yue took out an ice crystal the size of a fist from her chest.

There seems to be another world in the ice crystal, where the wind is howling, the lead clouds are rolling back, and the wind and snow are all over the sky, just like the world presented in Aisilote's eyes.

Feng Yue frowned slightly, her silver eyes stared at the ice crystal, and after a moment she said: "It's not very difficult."

Feng Yue raised her left hand, and a little golden light began to condense on her fingertips.

The wail of the bone dragon was faintly heard in the air.

In Elsie Lott's eyes, the icy world faded ~IndoMTL.com~ and was replaced by a sea of ​​blue. She seemed to be alive again.

Ai Xilote gently held Feng Yue's hand, shook her head firmly, and just said: "No."

Feng Yue looked at the calm and determined ice doll in front of her, and asked calmly: "I can do what Ben can't do. Are you sure you want to give up?"

Acelot nodded slowly but firmly.

Feng Yue said nothing more, just put the ice crystal back into Aixilot's body.

Her figure gradually blurred and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Just at this moment, Rogge, who was humming a little tune, returned to the bedroom. He suddenly caught the trace of a smile left on the corner of Aixilote's mouth. He was shocked and immediately rushed to the window to observe the sky.

At this moment, the sky has turned pale, and it is already a new day.

The fat man took a deep breath and felt extremely relaxed all over his body.

Seeing Rogge's appearance, the smile on Aisilote's lips grew even stronger without realizing it.