Illimitable Until Death

Until now, it became clear what that phrase meant.

“I will treat you like a son to me. ”

That really means literally.

After the party is willing to enter into a contract with Yuanlaiguang, and identify itself as its own accessory, Yuanlaiguang's maternity completely erupts.

So, before the statement in the square, Yuanlaiguang's answer was this.

'Cause Mom's happy. ”

Yuan Lai Guang seemed really happy, touching the head of the square, laughing and talking.

“The Lord is able to accept me in my magical blood, and I cannot say anything without giving you everything I have. ”

No, it's just a covenant between the king and his followers. Is that what you need?

It's beyond loyalty and ethics, isn't it?

These words were not spoken in the square.

I sighed deeply at the introduction of the origin ray of light.

Rather than losing reason, it is the same as the former rational self, but spiritually contaminated by the blood of ghosts, will reveal a deep to unusual degree of maternal love, for the sake of love, completely disregard social moral behavior can also permit.

Is that why Genryuk became Berserker?

How...

When infinite sighs appeared in the heart of the square, the action of the source of light also stopped.

“Lord...”

At the moment, Yuan Lai Guang is crying like a sudden cry, whispering.

“Don't you like it? ”

Look at Yuan Rai Kwang as if he was about to cry out, you can be sure.

If you say "yes," the next second, the mother's incarnation will shed tears.

Turns out, who's the kid?

The party held on to the urge to sigh again, explaining to the light of origin.

“I can't say I don't like it, but if I touch it too long, I'll be very troubled. ”

In a word, it brightens the eyes of the source of light.

“Would that be okay once in a while?” Yuan Lai looked forward to saying: “Sometimes, can a mother still touch her son's head? ”

Rumor has it, there's a facial twist.

“Feel your head...” Fang Li smiled bitterly. “Can you do it another way? ”

“In a different way?” The source of light distorted the head.

Then, as if something had occurred to me, I patted my hand.

“So be it! ”

Speaking like this, Yuan Lei reached out his hand and held the square head.

“Hey...”

With a somewhat lovely sound, the head of the square is pressed down.

“Pfft...”

It's like hitting something incredibly soft to excite.

“ ———— ”

It's completely frozen.

There's no reason for it.

Because, Yuan Lai Guang pressed the head of the square over his own great breast beyond specification.

And smile gently.

“If you can't touch your head, give it a hug. ”

A hug?

Is this a hug?

Is this really a hug?

Although Fang Li also spends long nights with her soft lover almost every night, Fang Li really feels that this touch has gone beyond hugging.

So, it's not a hug.

This is simply murder.

“Huh!”

Almost between the subconscious, the figure of the square moves to the rear as if it were a shadow.

“Ah!”

When Yuan Lai Guangdong was like a surprise, his hands closed together.

“So smooth, so tall, even the four kings under me can't make it to you, like the incarnation of the wind, so wonderful! ”

Listening to the sound of surprise and emotion, the mood in the square fell to the bottom of the valley.

Being praised for this situation doesn't make me happy at all.

Moreover, in order to break free from the embrace of a woman, she used the flash technique of seven nights of assassination, and she really disgraced the face of homicide.

More importantly, the source of light also stood up.

“It's amazing. ”

The maternal incarnation showcases a gentle, watery smile in the square and opens its hands.

“For a brilliant son, a reward should be given. ”

Yuan Lai Guang, he said, intends to hug him again.

“Wait!”

Reach out and stop the source light from approaching.

In the voice, there was a rush in the wilderness.

“That's it for today!” The square raised its voice line to the source ray of light and said: “If you mess around again, I will use the warrant curse! ”

Take a closer look at the area of the back of the hand that was stretched out in the square, before that faint mark had been completely shaped.

It's three lightning-like lines wrapped around each other, branded like a cow's head.

That's the curse.

A compulsory command can be issued to the adherent, allowing the adherent to follow the magical crystallization of execution.

As long as it is a command issued by a spell, it cannot be resisted unless it is a subordinate of magic at level A.

Even those who possess Class A obedience to magic can barely resist a curse, but can never resist a second curse.

Of course, if there is mutual trust between the Lord and his followers, the spell can also have the effect of reinforcing the followers, and even perform many ordinary magics without the means to re-emerge.

For example, space transfer.

If an accessory is not around, as long as the Lord commands the curse, he can let the accessory cross the space and instantly come to himself.

Such an important crystal of magic is claimed in the square.

To stop letting his followers hug him, he's going to use it.

“How... how can you!” Yuan Lai Guang hastily said: “The curse is important and cannot be wasted because of this! ”

It seems that in the rest of the matter, the rationality of light does play a role.

There is no curbing but the drowning of my son.

But that's normal, too.

For the sourced light, the Lord, as the covenant, is a ray of light that appears in darkness.

That is the man who, after the son he raised in the past, made a covenant with the magical self and recognized his destiny.

Thus, the drowning of the light is astonishing.

However, in matters other than my son's, the source of light is still very rational, or even calm.

Such admonition is, of course, inevitable.

“In that case, you do less that bothers me.” I can't help but say, “Anyway, that's it for today, okay? ”

“How... how so...!” As if it had been a massive blow, tears began to gush in the orbit.

Fortunately, Yuan Lai Guang is no longer embracing.

It's really nice to feel a headache in the side and feel like you're not choking in that great chest.

Whether it's liberating the demonic eye restrictions or using the holy marks, it's fighting for its life.

But even so, at least not yet.

However, if neither Magic Eye nor Holy Mark can play themselves, but they die in the arms of a woman, there is no way to remain indifferent.

When you think about it in the square, the source light suddenly opens its mouth.

“Forget it today...”

The source of the light is weak.

“Can we continue tomorrow? ”

These words make the corners of the mouth a little more convulsive.

“Indeed, using the blood of the mentally retarded goddess as a catalyst is simply a mistake! ”