Heroic Death System

A heavily armed convoy arrived in the cemetery, followed by many visiting crowds. In the last life, because life was not long away, the details of the memorial service had not been given much attention, and today's experience was yet another feeling.

During Cruz's reign, the cemetery had been abandoned, with the remains of countless ancestors buried underground, mostly only tombstones without names. The first thing after the founding of Ravel was to order the restoration of the cemetery, to be named "Nobility” as the place of rest for all the heroes.

The people came to the cemetery, led by Ravel, and worshipped according to the process, with no noise, no grumbling music, and the whole scene was solemn.

Jean-Claude stood behind Ravel, watching the ceremony and watching the surroundings with vigilance.

The ceremony lasted for more than three hours, and it was possible to end up as the son of the revolutionary pioneer Leutre, personally giving wreaths to the “father”.

“This is General Utley's son?” Someone whispered, "Doesn't it look like you've been tortured at all? Isn't that healthy? ”

Are you kidding me? When he was taken out of the interrogation room that day by His Majesty Ravel, his limbs were fractured, his skin was intact, and his body was injected with dozens of drugs, arguably tortured to no avail, when almost no one thought he could survive. As it turns out, he's stuck. ”The words were full of admiration.

“I was told that he had a brother who tried to poison him while he was ill and fortunately was promptly discovered and stopped by His Majesty Ravel. But even so, he was unconscious for more than two months. ”

“I know about this, and I went to see it at the trial. The murderer was adopted by General Utley, who, in the name of honour, had poisoned his brothers, and had become insane. ”

“Fortunately, Cageford's life is in full swing today. ”

“Yeah…”

The whispering discourse echoes in the crowd, and most people offer their sincere blessings.

The ceremony came to a successful conclusion and there were no accidents along the way. It was not until Ravel got in the car and was ready to return to the palace that the deputy general reported: "We have caught a dangerous man with an ice demon, who is now in custody and awaiting instructions from the next step. ”

“Ice Demon?” Ravel's eyes flashed with an accident.

“Yes, it is fortunate that Your Majesty reminded us in advance to increase the number of security screening programs, otherwise the consequences would be unthinkable if he were to mix us in.” The lieutenant was afraid after a while.

Ravel was silent, his figure appeared in his head, and his eyes were softened.

Shanko in the other car, not knowing that he had helped Ravel solve a crisis, was just surprised that this time it went so smoothly that he had some doubts about his life. But since he's fine, he doesn't want to bother himself.

At present, his most important thing is to raise his body as soon as possible, enjoy life, and strive to achieve the great achievement of "happiness and happiness”.

Jean-Claude held his fist and took out the comms and sent Ravel a message: "Don't eat too much at the palace feast, keep your stomach, I'll cook myself at night.

After reading the message, Ravel overflowed with a smile at the corner of his mouth, returning two words: [8: 00.

Home at 8: 00? Very good! Yes: [(≥ ω ≤)]

Because of his physical condition, Jean-Claude returned directly to the palace and took over Ravel's private kitchen in an aggressive manner.

Ravel was solemnly rewarded for the meal he had prepared “personally”.

By almost 8 o'clock, Ravel had left the ballroom and walked towards the inner hall at his feet. The waiter greeted him, changed his gown, and said respectfully: "Young Master Cage is waiting for you at the restaurant. ”

Ravel walks into the restaurant and first sees a rich table of dishes with a tempting glow in the soft light. Jean can stand at the table with a bottle of red wine in an elegant position with a smile on his face.

“Coming back, just in time, ready for dinner, right?” Open the cap and pour Ravel half a glass of wine yourself.

Ravel had the urge to embrace him, but years of self-restraint had allowed him to endure.

After sitting down, Ravel realized that Shanko was preparing a full feast today, and instantly understood his intentions and couldn't help but feel a little.

Ravel has been cautious over the years and is not particularly attentive to eating, and apart from entertaining guests, it is usually the smart kitchen that serves packages on time. During Cruz's reign, the country was intelligent and mechanized, along with armed guards, by machine soldiers. Machine soldiers are indeed powerful, but as soon as they break through the core system, they lose their function, or even resist it. That's why Cruz died in a short period of time.

Advanced technology, while important, should still be people-centred, and too much reliance was not a good thing.

After tasting Sankoh's craft, Ravel decided to hire a few royal chefs for a long time and no longer eat machine-made packages.

Ravel was very satisfied with this dinner and unknowingly drank a bottle of wine and the whole person was a little drunk.

“Have you eaten?” It's not too early, "Jean-Claude said." Let's get some rest. ”

He stood up and greeted the waiter beside him as he waited for Ravel, walking to the room himself, ready to wash and sleep.

Ravel ignored the attendant and followed Sankoh straight into the room.

“Sleep with me today?” Still reliable to ask by the door.

“Mm-hmm." Ravel walked to the bed and pulled his coat flap open, revealing his developed chest muscles.

The waiter was agile enough to put on a change of clothes and then exited the room respectfully.

Jean-Claude stared at this man in secret. He didn't react so much last night. He didn't want to. He was tired tonight.

Jean can go around Ravel, walk into the bathroom, and plan to take a nice bath.

Ravel looked at his figure and disappeared behind the glass door in the bathroom, his eyes dimmed: Why don't you ask him if he wants to wash it together?

Half an hour later, Jean-Claude stepped out of the bathroom and found Ravel still standing in place, his posture didn't seem to change, so he greeted him: "I washed it, you go. ”

Ravel went quietly and didn't bring the laundry change. Naked anyway - sleeping and lazy to remind him to put his clothes aside, quickly slip into the quilt, pillow on soft pillows, sleep slowly.

confused room, feeling someone sleeping beside him, then wrapped in a hot embrace, nostrils with a hint of freshness, lips uploaded an unusual touch, from light to heavy, from shallow to deep, the motion was somewhat cautious, seemed afraid to wake him up.

Ravel made a move and looked at the boy Jun-soo's face. The color was a little dazzling. Just now, did he kiss him? Unconsciously, his eyes fell on two and a half open red lips, and Ravel breathed a nitrogen, like a demon, sticking it on again, fine rubbing.

You can still feel the temperature on your lips and react passively in exchange for a wet lick-bite. Two big hands stroked back and forth on him, a slippery touch that was unforgettable. It can be as gentle and gentle as a sheep and occasionally accompanies his movements. He did not return to his mind until one finger penetrated his leg - time, but he did not open his eyes and felt lazily the incendiary - hot desire and careful exploration of the man, then expanded a little deeper, slowly and grinding. Halfway in, the man retreated, and the tightness made him worry about hurting the person beneath him.

Jean-Claude's heart growls: Can't you be a lifelong scum? You never do foreplay and you like to drive straight into it? Half of it and spit it out? There's no morality!

With a plate of long legs and leaning forward, Hardson pressed the giant back in ready to exit. An impatient low gasp appeared in his ear, and the man was stiff and motionless.

Inevitable, I'm not moving! Let's see how long he can last.

After a dozen seconds, the man finally pressed impatiently and moved carefully a few times. See that there was no resistance yet, he intensified a few points and started to push slowly. The inner-walled mocha was spilled into the bone, and Ravel couldn't help but want more, and the arc of action gradually increased, eventually unable to control the madness of the plunder, despite the shattering whisper, forcefully took possession of him.

Jean-Claude overestimated her current strength and fell asleep half the time. Ravel saw him in a coma and was about to stop, but the fire was fierce, making it difficult for him to control himself. He retreated several times and couldn't help but get tangled up. Intermittently, it would not calm down until dawn.

Ravel lay on his side staring at the boy in his arms. Everything that happened last night was completely out of his plan. He did have a fondness for the boy, but he did not expect it to be so strong that he was forced into possession against his will.

Ravel Reach out and massage your muscles to relieve soreness. Knowing he was weak, he did it so many times. He had some frustrations in his heart and for the first time doubted his character and self-control.

By the time Jean-Claude woke up, Ravel had left. Nor did he care, slowly climbing up and going to the bathroom to rinse. When he was finished combing and dressed, he immediately changed from a charming little fairy to an elegant and noble man.

Jean-Claude feels like she's getting more and more uncomfortable, and for (and someone) to go to bed, she's reached the point where getting acquainted and practicing is easy.

But this body is too weak to adapt to Ravel's rhythm. How can a river crab be so blessed?

Ready to contact your doctor immediately to redefine your rehabilitation plan.

At this point, the sound of the system suddenly came from the brain:

[Soul Fusion 92%.

Body is 67% healthy.

[Given the poor state of the dear host's flesh and soul, the system will develop a scientific rehabilitation plan, making sure that the dear host, from body to soul, is 100% perfect.

Yes: “…”

In the meantime, ask the host to minimize sex-life so as not to affect the healing effect.

Still: “… to what extent do we need to reduce? ”

[One day a week, three waves a day, can only be less, can't be more.

Yes: “…”