"In a place I don't know, you have that kind of story with them..." Syndra raised her eyes and did not hide her jealousy, "I don't seem to have that kind of story with you at all... I always feel... I seem to be behind now..."

Lothar smiled, and he pinched Syndra's face: "Why are you so cute, aren't you basically by my side?"

"But…"

"Okay, if you want a story, let's create it together." Lothar scratched Syndra's nose, "You also heard that the world of Runeterra is very unstable, and all kinds of apocalypse are possible. Come, we have the opportunity to create a story."

"Okay." Syndra seemed to be persuaded, she narrowed her eyes to protect Lothar, "Well, don't leave me, I must create a story with you."

"Of course." Lothar looked up at the bright moon, and suddenly said, "The moonlight is so good tonight, why don't we have a good time?"

"Okay, okay." Syndra's face immediately showed fighting spirit, she snapped her fingers, and the clothes woven from dark magic immediately became extremely exposed, "I feel that I will be able to conceive this time!"

Syndra has also become more and more aware of the taste. She has traveled so many places with Lothar, and she has indeed learned a lot. She made the stockings on her legs translucent, and the color of the beautiful flesh showed through the stockings. .

Although the stockings are made of magic, there is no need to worry about the problem of falling off, but Syndra still made black garter stockings on her waist and hips. This is what she learned in Noxus, and she herself likes the black lace very much. The design of the strap running through the thigh and buttocks.

Syndra's arms are long silk gloves that match the stockings, which match the wink pattern of the stockings. She also has a lace collar of the same style on her slender jade neck. I learned it from there, saying that it can make women feel like pets, which can make men happy.

Although Syndra hates her very much, she has to admit that the female spider is really good in this regard.

And Syndra's most daring design today is on the chest.

Two small love-shaped lace patches were attached to the top of the breast, which could cover the entire areola, but the translucent breast patch still could not hide the color and shape of the delicate objects hidden below, looming. It feels even more attractive.

Syndra's lower body was exposed directly, and the fine-seam pink flesh looked so moist that it was obviously ready.

Syndra turned around in front of Lothar, but actually took the opportunity to glance at Diana provocatively, and then lay on Luo 3's lap, and began to welcome Lothar's ecstasy. Syndra was like a kitten. He took it into his mouth in one bite, and licked it up.

However, Syndra soon felt that a fragrant body was squeezed in by her side, and she got into Lothar's legs together and competed with Syndra for food.

"Diana!" Syndra said angrily, "How could you copy me!"

As Syndra said, Diana at this time did not know when she changed into a set of clothes exactly the same as Syndra's style, with neck rings, gloves, **** stickers, and stockings with a lot of suspenders, and even the shape of the lace was exactly the same. , but the color is not black, but silvery white like moonlight.

"It's just fun, there's nothing to copy." Diana stuck out her tongue and licked the tip of her **** a few times, "Next time I'll let you copy mine."

"I don't want it! You changed my clothes for me! I..." Before Syndra could finish speaking, she found that Diana had actually shown the skills of **** and swallowed Lothar's thick **** completely, a little bit. Not showing up.

"Ah!" Syndra said anxiously, "You leave me some! I want to contain it too! Woohoo... Nami doesn't even bully me when you're not here! Hurry up and give it to me!"

Ashe looked at the two beauties who were fighting for food between Lothar's crotch, dumbfounded, and slapped him on the head with some resentment.

"What are you beating me for? They are clearly making a fuss." Lothar looked innocent.

"You, being surrounded by so many women, don't be a fool." Ashe didn't know what to say about her lover, so she could only turn thousands of words into a kiss and landed on Lothar's lips. " Do you really want to save the world?"

"Of course, everything is for our future." Lothar said while rubbing Ashe's breasts.

"Well... I believe in you... I will also try my best to make Freljord settle down and not cause you trouble." Ashe said softly.

Lothar kissed Ashe hard, he cherished this girl who always supported everything.

"By the way, there's one more thing I didn't ask clearly." Ashe took off her shirt, she clamped Lothar's hand between her legs with her thigh, "Last time Leona and Diana came to Frey It seems that you have been looking for you for a long time when you were in Erjord, right? Why did you hide from them?"

"Cough, because something happened." Lothar said a little embarrassedly, "Because they forced me to go back to Targon to get married."

"Marriage?" Ashe was taken aback, "Is it Leona and Diana?"

"Yes..." Lothar said a little embarrassedly, "Rakure people attach great importance to chastity, and I have already broken Leona and Diana, so they can only marry me on the bright side."

"Then it's fine, why did you run away from marriage?" Ashe was puzzled.

"It's not the same... the marriage between the Protoss..." Lothar said in a low voice, "It is to be watched by all the giant gods.

The next thing to do is to get married to Leona and Diana, and I have to stand on Targon so that all the giants can watch. However, [Luo 30] During my time in the sky, because of my impulsive personality, in addition to the war star Pansen, I also angered many other giant gods, so the last time I went back to get married, I fought with those giant gods for a long time. "

Ashe was stunned, she suddenly began to feel that the gods in the sky seemed to be no different from the gods in the Freljord, and they were all very...emotional.

"Why does Protoss have to be under the supervision of the Giant God to get married?" Syndra asked curiously, "The Giant God is too lenient."

"Well, there's a reason for that." Lothar said while letting Diana spit out what was in her mouth, and let the impatient Syndra straddle her face to face. The two **** while Lothar said, " It's to prevent the Protoss from giving birth to children that the Titans didn't expect."

"child?"

"The power of the Protoss can be inherited through the bloodline," said Lothar, "If the Giant God does not interfere, then after the death of the previous Protoss, the power will be automatically passed on to the descendants of this Protoss, which is equivalent to bypassing the The trial of the Giant God Peak can become a star spirit, which goes against the ideas of the giant gods. In history, there has been a time when a star spirit and a mortal child became a new star spirit, which was separated from what the giant gods expected. If a spirit wants to get married, it must be supervised by the giants."

"The child born by the protoss and mortals has become a new protoss?" Ashe went around behind Lothar, resting his head on his chest, and asked, "Who is it?"

Lothar said her name: "Protoss of Justice, Kyle."

Eight hundred and twentieth eight chapters Morgana

"Kyle..." Through the veil, Morgana looked at a statue on a church and read the name.

In Demacia, there will be a temple of light in every place, and there will only be one **** enshrined in the temple, and that is the protector of Demacia, the guardian **** of wings.

It is the image of a female angel with her whole body in armor and wings on her back. She holds a long sword and points to the ground. Her face and expression cannot be seen under the helmet, but anyone will subconsciously feel that she is using Staring at all the evil that is happening on the earth with stern, angry eyes.

Morgana just looked at the temple for a while and left.

It doesn't make sense to watch too much, she doesn't need to go through the temple to feel the will of the guardian deity of flying wings.

Morgana knew better than anyone what the Winged Patronus was thinking.

Morgana dragged her dark dress, barefoot, step by step, walking down the road that was still a little muddy after the rain, but the strange thing was that the mud didn't touch the long dress she was mopping. Without her bare feet, her white feet seemed to be stained with nothing, and they were always clean.

"Ah!" On the road in the countryside, two young men ran past Morgana. One of the young men accidentally fell and was covered in mud. He complained and got up from the ground, "Really. unlucky..."

"

It is a blessing to be able to get dirty. "Morgana said to the young man, "You can be dyed in the world, which means that you can also dye other people's colors, and you can communicate with people and get along with them." "

The young man stared blankly at the woman in front of him who was suddenly telling him something inexplicable. Before he could say anything, he was hurriedly dragged away by another companion: "Don't talk to strangers! Do you want to be killed! "

Morgana looked at the two people who had gone away, turned around and left without saying anything.

When I came to a crossroads, there was a small statue of a god. The skill of the person who carved the statue was not very good. The statue was also corroded by the rain. I could barely see that the statue was carved with a veil and wings on the back. woman.

Although she also had two wings on her back, this woman was not the patron saint of flying wings, but a veil lady.

A goddess that is not officially recognized by Demacia, but is still tacitly approved, and is widely circulated throughout Demacia and beyond.

Morgana looked at the statue quietly.

"Do you like the veiled lady too?" a girl suddenly said beside Morgana.

Morgana turned her head and saw that the girl in the rain-proof cloak was very young and beautiful, with her hair in thick braids and an egg basket in her hand. Although she was rustic, she couldn't hide it. Live the girl's natural beauty.

"I like Ms. Veil the most." The girl put the egg basket under the statue and prayed to the statue, "Ms. Veil listened to my confession. I accidentally ate one of my sister's crème brûlée yesterday. I made her cry, but I swear I will be nice to my sister in the future, and I will love her more than anyone else, definitely."

Morgana looked at the girl who was repenting for a trivial matter and asked, "Why don't you go to the temple and repent to the guardian deity of flying wings?"

"Ah...because..." The girl scratched her face shyly, "The Temple of the Guardian God of Flying Wings...a bit scary, I feel that if I confess to her, the priests will force me to take out a new crème brûlée to compensate me. younger sister."

This is a very common Demacian value—an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, and what it calls justice.

"You don't want a creme brulee with your sister?" Morgana asked.

"No... I'm saving money for her to go to school." The girl picked up the egg basket, "My family doesn't have much money, my father and mother can only support my brother to go to school, and I can only save my sister's tuition by myself. Now, my younger brother and younger sister are very smart, maybe they will be able to go to the city to be a teacher, and then she will be able to take our family into the city."

Morgana looked at the girl and suddenly said, "Ms. Veil will accept your confession."

"Really? Thank you." The girl smiled happily. "By the way, are you a foreigner? Do you have any accommodation tonight? My family runs a hotel. Would you like to come to my house? I'll give you a good price."

Morgana shook her head at the girl who took the opportunity to solicit customers. She suddenly said, "I want to know about the murders that happened around here."

"Murder case?" The girl's face turned pale, and she seemed to be frightened. She avoided her eyes, "Yes... I'm sorry... I'm not very clear... I have to go."

"Tell me." A dark light flashed in Morgana's eyes, and the same light appeared in the girl's eyes.

The girl's footsteps stopped, and she immediately began to say: "It started to happen half a year ago. Many people... died suddenly, some in the suburbs, some in the wheat fields, and some on the loom... The mold of the corpse

It's like this...very scary...the soldiers have come to investigate, so have the witch hunters...but they can't catch the murderer..."

Morgana was a little disappointed. What the girl said was basically what she had investigated in the past few days, and there was no extra gain.

Just when Morgana was about to let the girl go, the girl suddenly said another sentence: "But... half a year ago... it happened to be... The House of Pleasure spread among us... I've been wondering... whether there will be a relationship between the two... There are relationships…"

"House of Pleasure?" Morgana frowned.

She knew the name, a cult that had been circulating around Demacia for decades.

This cult is not a big threat, and its teachings are just to indulge one's own desires, and rarely do things that hurt others. In addition, the people in the House of Pleasure are deeply hidden, so Demacia doesn't care much.

Morgana had tried to eradicate this cult, but the members of the House of Pleasure were deeply hidden, and it took a lot of time to deal with it. Morgana was attracted by other things, so she didn't care about it.

She did not expect to hear the name of the House of Pleasure in this town where murders are frequent.

"Why do you know about the House of Pleasure?" Morgana asked, this cult should be known to few people, at least ordinary people should have little chance to know.

"Because...because..." The girl suddenly laughed, the corners of her mouth wide open and she lifted the cloak on her body, "I am a believer."

Under the cloak, the girl's nakedness, transparent juice, was sliding down the inner thighs of her.

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If your desires are ugly, put on beautiful skins.

As long as you have a beautiful skin, people will love you, pity you, and try to understand you.

Then no matter what you do, you will be forgiven.

- House of Pleasure

Chapter 829: Cult Suspicion

Under the girl's cloak, there was not a single piece of clothing, instead there were many evil things.

Two **** pierced through her tender buds, and two thin belts hung from the nipples, pulling them all the way between her legs, on something held between the girl's private parts.

Although most of the thing was hidden in the girl's body, Morgana could still make out what seemed to be a huge **** made of gold and emerald jade, which was placed directly by the girl in her delicate body.

The bottom of the **** was supported by a belt that went between the girl's groin, up her back, and finally fixed on the girl's neck ring.

Relying on the support of **** nails, belts and neck rings, the **** can exist firmly in the girl's flower stem without slipping off, so the thick things are in the body, you can imagine how much pain the girl will endure every step... or pleasure.

There was no change in Morgana's face. Although she was a little surprised that the girl was from the House of Pleasure, Morgana herself had seen more darker and more cruel sins. Compared with the girl's appearance, the appearance of the girl was not bad. Acceptable, after all she seems to be obsessed with it, and she doesn't hurt anyone else.

Morgana asked, "Did someone force you to bring it like this?"

"No..." The girl was convulsing all over her body, and it seemed that Moganmona was greatly stimulated by seeing her like this. She was flushed all over, her **** were shaking, her thighs were tightly clamped, and she was still twisting. , seems to be pursuing greater pleasure, "It's me...I...want...ah...more...more...child of the mother goddess...I ask for your favor..."

"Son of the Mother God?" Morgana frowned.

She knew that the House of Pleasure believed in a "mother goddess" in the image of a seductive woman in the shadows, and Morgana once suspected that the goddess herself had ever fought with her.

However, Morgana searched for a long time, but couldn't find the mother goddess. Even the believers in the House of Pleasure found by Morgana did not know the whereabouts of the mother goddess. It seemed that she was very good at hiding herself.

When Morgana wanted to eradicate the House of Pleasure a few years ago, she deliberately investigated the "mother goddess" a lot, but it was the first time she heard the name "son of the mother goddess".

"Who is the son of the mother goddess?" Morgana asked.

"He is the son of the mother god...the most perfect man in the world...he is the admired, admired, admired...no one can deny his charm...to kiss his toes is a supreme honor...even if the mother goddess He is also fascinated by his charm...willing to do everything for him..." The girl seemed to become more excited when she mentioned the son of the mother goddess, her legs were fighting, and more and more liquid began to drip from between her legs fall.

Morgana was even more puzzled, why in the mouth of the girl, the status of the son of the mother goddess was even higher than that of the mother goddess.

"Did anyone usurp the mother goddess' status of belief in the House of Pleasure?" Morgana began to speculate that it is very common for the main body of belief to be usurped for this unstable evil religion, "but listen to her. …

The mother goddess still exists, and it seems that there is no hostile relationship with the mother goddess child... um..."

Morgana asked the girl again, "Have you seen the son of the mother goddess?"

Morgana's question made the girl sluggish for a moment, her face instantly turned red, her eyes flashed with happiness, she laughed madly, saliva dripping from the corner of her mouth without realizing it: " Son of Mother God...hehe...that's the most beautiful man in the world...no one...no one can resist his charm...the first time I saw it...I was already in love with him...for the rest of my life...just thinking about him I can survive...hehe...hehe...as long as I...persist for another year...the mother **** will... let me accept...the favor of the mother god's son...that will definitely be...the highest reward..."

"This child has gone completely crazy." Morgana thought to herself, the girl had entered the fanatical stage in the cult. At this time, she had regarded the teachings of the cult as her everything. Now if the House of Pleasure asked her to kill with a knife She would not hesitate to kill her own parents, and she would even do it with joy.

"Fortunately, you met me." Morgana raised her hand, she wanted to save the girl.

A magic power poured into the girl's body, and a hexagonal dark halo like a beehive supported the girl. It was a powerful shield that ordinary magic could never create. This shield could isolate all the inside. Influenced by magic, Morgana wants to purify the evil magic that has polluted the girl's mind.

Morgana waited for a long time, but the girl still looked stupid.

"How could this be?" Morgana was really surprised for the first time.

She is aware of her own abilities, and there is no power that she cannot expel, but this girl is not affected at all.

There is only one possibility for this to happen.