Eli drew a magic spell on him, palms stroked down his back, golden magic lines grew wanton on Chaodeng's skin, and before he knew it, he had sweated a lot, who is there? Trimming his messy hair for him, the blue-eyed Protoss smiled slightly.

"Scared?"

“…”

"You were so stubborn just now," the fair-skinned fingers touched the chin of the lamp, and a loud slap landed on the latter's tight buttocks: "Why are you shaking everywhere now?"

Seeing that Chaodeng did not speak, he raised his eyebrows slightly. The snow-colored body of the Holy Son was full of faint golden lines, and when these lines and grease were completely absorbed by his body, Looking at the light will turn into his ideal perfect appearance, but unfortunately can't destroy the magic spell drawn now, otherwise... His eyes swept across the boy's straight and beautiful calf, extremely smooth back, double hips, waist and thin wrists, Eli resisting the urge to leave a welt on it, raised his jaw with one hand.

"Little Lamp," he said intimately, with his spare fingers stroking his lips towards the lamp, motioning him to open his mouth: "Put out your tongue to lick it, and lick it with your hands, then give me goodbye. of."

"Fuck you-uh!"

Seeing Chao Deng's pale face, Eli retracted his fingers on his neck with satisfaction. Light bounced around his neck, eventually turning the burn marks into a glowing imprint like liquid gold.

When he was still living in the cathedral, he had seen this kind of branding magic on the forbidden book that Eli brought him. The person who was imprinted must not disobey the order of the imprinter for life, simply come Said, this is the branding given to slaves.

"Are you still stubborn?" Eli's pale blond hair fell on the side of Chao Lamp's face: "Open your mouth and put yourself in."

Damn it.

Although he didn't want to, he had to hold the other's fingers as Eli ordered, the branding made Chao Deng unable to control his actions, the fingers in his mouth were cold and slender, and the feeling of foreign body invasion It made him a little sick, but Eli was still kissing his cheek.

"Is your chest hot?" The Protoss asked gently beside Chaodeng's ear, he retracted his hand, and the tip of his tongue traced the line of Chaodeng's lips: "Do you feel swollen?"

Roll and roll, no appointment.

"It's so hot," Brand Zhan Zhao Deng said involuntarily, "It hurts..."

"Good," the other party glanced at his trembling snowy buttocks with pleasure, and Eli pressed his fingers together: "It's also hot and painful here."

The voice of the Protoss fell, and the flames rising from the ground in the distance instantly burned to his feet, and the annihilation of the creatures spread outside the temple, Eli turned his head, and the radiant formation was in Formed on the ground, the magnificent magic pattern is extremely dazzling on Longguang's naked upper body, and Vincent's two pupils of different shades are like liquid gems.

"Are your feet hot and painful?" The red dragon smashed the charred corpse in his hand on the stone pillar, his eyes swept over the holy son bound in the golden lock, There was a strong smile on his lips: "Don't come and be safe, His Majesty the Pope."

"Beast," Eli's face crossed with disgust: "You actually got here alive, those rice buckets..."

"They are very powerful, compared to the gods who can only shrink in the castle," Vincent reattached his dislocated right arm, he simply looked at the bleeding At the injury, the emotions in the silver eyes are unpredictable: "Shouldn't you fight yourself, big rubbish."

The red lotus-like pattern stretches to the dragon's face, and the bursting elements are rushing in the air. Under normal circumstances, just dealing with a human **** will not pose any threat to Vincent, but he is not only in the The archangel was injured, and when he tore the ancestors apart a few days ago, he was not as easy as he seemed, but...

Lowered his arm.

"The beast's strength is indeed not small."

Eli looked coldly at Vincent with a smile on his face, the latter burned the **** arm in front of him, the golden formation buried under the temple continued to operate, and the light flowed In the meantime, the right arm grew out of the crippled shoulder of the Protoss.

"Ha, it's troublesome," the red dragon's expression didn't change, he was clearly talking about trouble, but there was no fear in his tone: "Fight with the constantly resurrected enemy..."

"Vincent," said Zhao Deng suddenly, "Do you like me?"

"Huh?"

"Hate it?"

"It's all there," the dragon licked the corners of his lips with a smile: "Don't worry, I will save you."

"I like it? I hate it?"

"...Master," Long was a little puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Eli's own strength is not as good as Vincent's, but the formation in the temple can make him infinitely resurrected. According to the contract, Chao Deng can accurately detect that the seemingly relaxed dragon family is seriously injured, and then this There may not be a good result if you continue to fight. The hatred value should have reached full stars after the last summoning of the ancestor dragon. According to the fact that the opponent is willing to stop in the middle of the fight, the love value should also be full... It must be full of stars! People have to have confidence in themselves!

"Would you like to go first...?" Chao Deng considered the language a little tangled: "I don't mind."

…

"Wow," Vincent smiled brightly: "Is Master telling me to run away, kill you."

“…”

Sure!

Brother Long's temper is steady.

"Xiao Deng also thinks it's better to be with me," Protoss pale gold long hair tangled in the moon white robe, he bent down and rubbed the holy son's greasy chest in front of the red dragon , the infatuated tone is chilling: "It's so soft."

Zhao Deng's face changed: "Don't run away, **** him."

Sunday, let's die together.

Killing the dragon clan in front of him, Eli sneered.

"Waste effort."

Facing the golden lock on Deng's waist, he disregarded his right arm that was about to break, and destroyed the locks that bound the former one by one.

"Vincent!" He opened his eyes wide at the lamp and looked at the explosion behind him: "Behind, behind—"

"I'm here," the red dragon who was called by his name didn't turn his head back. He let the death-killing magic of the Protoss hit him behind him. He picked up the lantern and jumped to the other end. The middle man cast a cleansing spell: "His attack is very weak, he'll be fine if he takes a hit. Is his apprentice handsome?"

[Towards the light. ]

[…Caesar? ] Opens his eyes towards the lamp: [Have I finished the task? ]

[Done. ]

YES!

"Are you handsome?"

Vincent was stunned: "...I can't see the way."

Zhao Deng hurriedly moved away, the velvety tone in his mind gave him a rare sense of peace of mind. Seeing Vincent put himself in a safe position and went back to fight, towards Deng tried to call him familiar Incomparable sound.

[Praise me? ]

[Praise you. ]

[Thank you,] paused towards the lamp: [Partner, see your partner again, what do you want to say? ]

[Have you? ]

[No. ]

[…Neither did I. ]

Muttered to himself: "Crazy man."

[What kind of fragment is Brother Long? ]

[Competitive. ]

[Sure enough, I love fighting so much... How long does it take to jump through time and space? ] smiled at the lamp: [Did I pass the test? ]

[After that,] the system hesitated for a moment, and said in a light tone: [Your task is finished. ]

[Huh? ]

—]

[Caesar,] interrupted him toward the light: [What do you mean, separate? ]

Jin Yan burned Eli's limbs, the latter released the magic circle with an ugly expression to avoid those strange flames, Vincent glanced at his broken right shoulder, after thinking for a moment, his figure Change slowly.

[…hmmm. ]

[Why? ]

[Nothing special,] The system whispered: [After you finish the task, we will separate, right? ]

Of course not.

Beauty will have nightmares.

[You said it was a test at the beginning,] Chao Deng recalled their last conversation: [I passed the test, but you didn't let me participate in the next activity because it was dangerous? ]

[…]

Brother Caesar does not speak, generally proves to be right, hee hee hee.

The famous detective is facing the light.

[In your original plan, at least when we first met, the last thing I should do with you,] Kaohsiung clenched his palms quietly, he masked the nervousness in his voice : [What is it? ]

Mythical and incredible creatures are entrenched in the dome of the temple. No matter which fragment has never fallen into fear, even Tang, before his death, never had a trace of despair in his eyes.

They all have the eyes of a king.

[The last...and all worlds are different. ]

[…? ]

[No immortality, no attraction to anyone, no hate or love,] The system pauses for a moment: [It's real, it can hurt you. ]

Not far away, the red dragon has already thrown the half-dead **** on the wall. This is the first **** it confronts. Running through the chest of the Protoss, it is about to be fed up with the opponent's circus-like spells, and it is fed up with the incisive pain caused by the sense of loss, it wants more battles, more and more new things that make it interesting.

The world is empty, insatiable and insatiable.

The soul of the **** was burnt out by the dragon's golden flame, and Vincent's silver eyes were filled with bloodthirsty fighting intent.

Goodbye—

Lost.

It smashed Eli's head with one claws.

But it is still not satisfied.

He doesn't want such a rotten opponent from the inside out, he doesn't need a battle without suspense, it's not satisfied, not satisfied, not satisfied!

The contract made the dragons who were on the verge of rampage close their eyes, the red dragon felt the constant emotions coming from the side of the bond with it, and the dark lines like blood lotus gradually faded on the dragon scales, even if No matter how lost, that person can also feed it, and the empty world will become wider around the other side.

Looking at the red dragon walking towards him, the voice of the lantern broke the silence.

[That's your world, right? ]

[Yes. ]

[It's beautiful. ]

[Huh? ]

[You said, unexpectedly beautiful,] scratched his hair towards the lamp: [I haven't seen anything beautiful, let alone the world, so—]

A heartwarming pale, deepening smile towards the lamp.

[Do you bring a little eye-opener? Thank you President. ]

Volume 5