King's Landing

"What's the matter? Patriarch Richard."

"Damn! Someone ruined my werewolf race!! Was it you! Mandalay List! You insidious old bastard!!"

The king of the werewolf clan exuding a tyrannical atmosphere, in collaboration with several elders, surrounded the current Pope of Rotarinchia Orthodox Church and his party. The atmosphere solidified for a while, and the two sides of light and dark tended to fight hard.

"The patriarch is right. It must be you hypocrites who are cooperating with us on the surface and acting against the werewolves secretly waiting for us to leave. Damn! You must not let them go! Revenge for our people. !"

A middle-aged werewolf with a sturdy figure hissed, further intensifying the conflict.

"Noisy! This sect has always acted upright, why is it so pretentious? For the demons like Er, the sect does not like it, but since it has cooperated, how can it shoot itself in the foot? Patriarch Richard, others may not know, But you should know my current situation. Could it be that you even suspect that this teaching is not successful!"

The old Pope wearing a crown of thorns looked solemn, and his majestic aura immediately suppressed several werewolf elders.

Facing the old Pope’s confession, Richard Bransta, the head of the werewolf clan, looked gloomy, and the fierce beast eyes stared at the old man. For a long time, in the depressed atmosphere, Richard let out a sigh of relief. , Most of the tyrannical breath dissipated.

"You all go down, I want to talk to the Pope alone."

"What? How can this be done, Lord Patriarch, this..."

"Go down!"

Regarding the elders' worries, Richard gave a sharp stern, and suddenly, the elders showed fear on their faces and nodded and retreated quickly.

Seeing that Richard had left the elder, the old pope waved his hand and dispersed several guardian knights.

"What's the situation? Chief Richard, who attacked the werewolves?"

After only two people were left in the room, the old pope asked solemnly.

"If I knew, I wouldn't find you. Werewolves have now settled in the Dark Fort. I can't think of anyone who can break into it. No one in Western Europe can do it except your church."

The old pope did not deny Richard's irritability.Indeed, there are only three large churches in Western Europe that can uproot the Dark Fort and the werewolves, but is this really the case?

"Our Orthodox Church is now occupied by the villain. My departure this time just made the villain aspirational. But Wu and the presiding judge have taken away almost all the strength of Orthodox Church. With the current strength of Orthodox Church, it is impossible to wait for you. The persecution of the whole family. So in this case, only people from the other two major churches did it."

Having said this, the old pope frowned, as if thinking of something and continuing to add.

"But as far as I know, the people of the Heavenly Sect and the Adult Sect have already gone to the cursed island first. Unless the two religions unite, the remaining power will not be able to break through the dark fort, let alone wait for you in such a short time. The werewolf tribe was wiped out."

"Damn it! Who the hell is it! Who dares to go against my werewolf race! The hatred of genocide! My Richard must return it a thousand times!!!"

The tyrannical breath broke out from Richard again, but a soft drink from the Pope stopped him.

"Enough! Patriarch Richard! I know you are indeed sad at this moment, but there is an old saying in the East, "You can stay in the green mountains without worrying about firewood." As long as you are alive, why worry that the werewolves can't make a comeback. Besides, you still Taking away the strongest power of the werewolf race, you should know that what is left is only as a tool for reproduction. Shouldn't you pursue more than that?"

The pope is worthy of being a man of good old age, in a word.

"Huh! Pope Mandalay deserves to be the apostle of the'God'. No wonder he can abandon the entire Orthodox Church and cooperate with demons such as me. This cold-blooded and ruthless one makes Richard admire him!"

"God loves the world and will give the world tolerance and the gospel. However, for sinners, God will punish severely. Doesn't Patriarch Richard think that vulgarity is sin and incompetence is too much?"

"Vulgarity is sin, incompetence is trespass...Hahaha! Your Pope is wise!"

There is still a day and a half on the cruise ship heading to Xianjin Island. The first cooperation between the church and the demons is unknown.

"You---hmm~~~"

That month wanted to say, "This is not the same as what I said, you bastard", but the waves of irritation from under her body made her unable to say the whole thing.

The hot body is so real, different from the imaginary clone. After eight years, that month, I felt the violent reaction conveyed by the body, the touch that resonated with the beating heart, the itching and the palpitations. Move, that shame.

"Heh...hey, the taste here is really the best! This is the taste that belongs only to that moon sauce!"

Ye Jian, the bastard, used rhetoric and mischievous methods to fool that month. Originally, he only said that he was sucking in grief, but after a while, the ice cream began to melt, and the ice water mixed with cream spread irregularly.

That month's delicate arms, slightly raised buttocks, slender legs, and even the growing young young peak were hung with colorful ice cream melt.Ever since, Ye Jian, who planned to succeed, began to'chew and eat slowly', and the glutton who threatened not to miss a drop was completely absorbed in tasting the whole body of that month.

Every inch of skin, every bit of sweetness.

A delicate neck, a delicate waist and abdomen, cherry-colored young peaks.Thoroughly, without leaking any drop of liquid, after this month of obsession, I could only stretch my body, and leak the shameful hum from my mouth and nose again and again.

The exquisite carcass left a crystal trace, and the pure witch's body was completely contaminated by the devil.

And now, after searching almost all of the ice cream liquid, Ye Jian is finally ready to take a mouthful of the most delicious place.

"Gu, gooo~~"

The strange sound from her throat made Nayue's heart tremble. Although she couldn't see the situation behind her, she understood the torture that she was going to experience next. This extremely nasty bastard didn't do much to her clone.

It's just that, now facing another witch who is a mortal enemy, the stimulation is really too much.If she still has the strength, if she can speak, she will definitely not tolerate this bastard's chaos that month, but now she can't resist at all.

"This, this is the last! That moon sauce!"

Some trembling vocal cords, some heavy breathing, these are enough to prove Ye Jian's emotions at the moment.

"Don't...don't tell me...silly things...you...stupid."

Spit out a few words with difficulty, but had already lost the pressure.

"I... sorry! I can't help it anymore, that moon sauce! I started!"

The suppressed hoarse voice finally broke out. At this moment, Na Yue screamed to the extreme with shame.

"Asshole-asshole~~~~"

The dark-lacquered witch on the side had already lost her previous self-confidence. Such a scene made her cold witch's heart beat fiercely and uncontrollably like a fire. Will such torture be her turn?

Compared to that month, the ice cream on her back seemed to have completely melted and spread all over her body. In that case—