Law of the Devil

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Chapter 360 [Beauty]

“Humph!" The prairie king suddenly felt angry.

He doesn't even know where this anger came from. In fact, for these aristocrats on the prairie, the so-called women are nothing but toys and property. The Prairie King used to swap women with his men, even his sons, and even gave his women to his men or his sons.

Such customs are undoubtedly “barbaric” and “undeserved” to the Rolands.

And at this moment, the Grassland King looks at this quiet girl standing in front of him and suddenly has an impulse to occupy her completely!

Yeah, totally occupied! It's all on its own! No one is allowed to whine!!

So, with this slight dissatisfaction and irritation, he quickly waved, letting the moon go down. When he looked into the eyes of some of his favorite sons and stared in love at the back of the moon, the Prairie King finally couldn't bear to photograph the glass onto the table.

“Huh!! ”

Then, the king of the meadow, with an angry expression, turned his back and left behind all the people inside.

And only, Saladin, he slipped a slight smile on his face. However, in order to disguise this expression, he quickly lifted the gold glass, pretended to drink, and blocked his face...

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The Prairie King almost couldn't wait to push away the beautiful waitresses on both sides who were trying to help themselves - women he loved on weekdays, but today in his eyes, not even a little glamorous.

He almost crashed into his tent and then heard a shout inside, the beautiful young girl turning around and looking at herself in horror.

Without a word of crap, the Prairie King immediately quickly removed the armor from himself, and then a fierce bang, he pounced over, with a sad sigh in the moon, but the smoothness of the good cooperation fell to the ground, and then the symbolic struggle a few times, has been pressed under the body by the Prairie King.

The prairie king felt the tremor of this delicate girl beneath him, but the tremor further aroused the impulse in his heart. He grabbed the lunar hands and then tore her clothes apart by force. When the rough fingers finally touched the delicate skin of the girl, the lunar eyes had closed.

A few shouts, his clothes had broken, the prairie king gasped violently, and when his hand strangled the lunar neck, it seemed to grab something. The moon on the ground suddenly opened its eyes and struggled hard.

Her struggle was no longer symbolic, but exhausted, and she finally grabbed that thing - a warm, round pearl - from the Grassland King as she wished.

The prairie king didn't care why this girl valued a pearl so much. His interest was all on her body...

Soon, the tent was filled with heavy breaths of men and painful whispers of girls...

On this night, the Prairie King felt as if he was returning to his youth, and on this girl who filled himself with desire, he felt as if he had endless energy and strength! All night long, the louder this girl screams, the more he feels the desire to conquer inside!

Until dawn, he himself could not remember how many times he had ravaged the girl. It was only at the end of the day, when he walked out of the tent in the morning, that he felt his legs softened and his eyes dizzy.

And beside them, several king samurai guarding outside the tent, when they saw their king come out, all of a sudden everyone was surprised! More shocked out.

This... is this our king?!!

The prairie king, who had retained his prestigious ritual, as if aged ten years, had noticeably developed a few wrinkles on his forehead, and his eyes were no longer bright and a little cloudy, and... a few lines of brutality and agitation.

The prairie king had a habit of riding horses every morning, but this morning, when he tried to get on the horse, he suddenly became limp, almost impossible to get on, almost fell down, or the guard helped him, he just sat on the horse.

All this, let the grassland king's heart sink!!

During the day, everyone in the Golden Book noticed the change in their king. Everyone saw the fatigue and aging of the Prairie King… Even when he was in the middle of a meeting, it was obvious that he could not concentrate, sitting there as if he were sleepy.

And he unexpectedly became manic and angry! When a general couldn't help but ask, the king suddenly burst into anger. He slapped the table and stood up, pointing at each other and shouting, “Do you think I'm old? Thought I couldn't do it! Thought I was no longer king! Thought I was out of town, you bastards! Get out of here! Get the fuck out of here, you son of a bitch! Somebody get him out of here! A hundred whips! A hundred whips!!! ”

Subsequently, the grassland king swayed his body several times, resting heavily, and he was asthmatic, unable to hold his chest ups and downs.

He looked down at the frightened eyes, and when he saw his favorite sons, he suddenly remembered last night at the banquet, these boys, looking at the moonlight, that greedy look... he suddenly had an extreme aversion and anger in his heart!

Afterwards, he ignored the eyes of the people and returned to his tent quickly. She pushed away the maid around her and broke in quickly. When he saw a light veil full of moon, washing his body with fresh water, there was still a lot of bruising on that delicate skin... just the marks of his own brutality last night.

His heart, suddenly a flame was lit!

He felt very angry, very angry, very angry!

He needs to vent!

So he jumped up again and pressed the moon under his body, even though the girl was shouting and the water basin next to him was knocked over, without shaking his impulse.

Only on this girl did he seem to have regained his energy, his strength, his male wind! As if she was the only one to recover from the majesty of the grassland! I feel like I have endless energy!!!

By the third day, the samurai didn't see their king come out of the tent until the sun rose to the top of their head. The tent only heard the shaky footsteps. Then the curtains opened. When everyone saw the king, everyone was amazed!!

The king's face was covered with wrinkles, his original brown hair was hidden out in pale colour, two spots of white... where was the male wind of the king of Mighty Meadow? He's like a weak, old man!

This time, he couldn't even get on the horse. With the help of several samurai, he sat on the horse, but his body was slightly skewed.

This day, in the tent, the king's aging surprised everyone. This old Mai guy even saw a spot empty in the tent and was furious: “How is there one missing!! Wang Ting, someone dare not come!! ”

Later, the neighbour whispered to remind him that the absent person, who had been ordered to smoke a hundred whips yesterday, was resting at home.

Looking at the people below, the suspicious or even puzzling look at himself, the prairie king felt his dignity deeply stabbed!! He was angry, his heart was even more frightened, and his heart felt hidden in his old age and weakness, but as the king of a grassland honored with strength, he was afraid to be said to be weak! Because then he will lose his dignity even more!!

“The weaker the person, the more bluffing to emphasize his‘ strength ’.” Saladin suddenly remembered this phrase. The man who said this was not someone else, but the supporter behind him now - the Duke of Tulips, with a gentle smile on his face, and even some shady teenage duke.

Grassland King is angry! He's very angry!

He himself did not understand where this anger came from, as if this anger devoured his soul, a bear's evil fire, burned himself, made himself almost explode, and wanted to find a place to unleash it immediately!

Finally, less than half of the day's proceedings, the angry prairie king ordered the execution of a nearest minister, just because this guy didn't look himself in the eye when he spoke to himself!

“What are you afraid of! Afraid of me!! You still have no respect for me, so don't dare look me in the eye!!” The prairie king almost jumped like thunder, and then he jumped in front of everyone, pulled out his machete, and a knife split on the poor guy's head, blood sprayed, hot and dry blood sprayed on his face, the prairie king was stirred by this blood, as if he finally got a little relief after the vent.

But then he looked at all those surprised eyes in the book, and he felt infinite agitation in his heart again!

These guys... you, why are you looking at me like that! I'm not old! No old mayhem!!!

Again, he ran out of his tent as if he had escaped, and then ran away. He didn't go directly back to his tent, although he really wanted to go back and see the woman who made him crazy... but at this moment, he was still a king, and his heart, an instinctive vigilance, was born. Hiddenly, he felt something wrong, and he needed to think about it.

Finally, he wandered outside the court for a long time. The grassland wind seemed to quench his anxiety. He decided to go back and take a look. Is she...

When he irritated to drive away the guards surrounding him, he walked straight back to his tent, but saw far out of the tent, a few maids, as if to look back with some fear and surprise. His mind suddenly had a vague guess of what.

Surely, he ran over angrily and outside, he heard a man's impatience and a woman's resistance.

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Moon's heart was cold, but her face still panicked. She sat in the tent, put on her clothes and waited quietly.

Indeed, in the morning, a young man walked in. Moon knows that this is one of the sons of the Prairie King… As for which, Moon doesn't care.

What's the difference? These guys, they just look at themselves with greedy eyes, and they fantasize about tearing their clothes apart for the first time, and then pressing themselves under their bodies.

The man came in with a little panic, but when he saw his first moment, the moon saw the desire in his eyes, and then she immediately shouted a few times, which further stimulated each other.

Without a word, this man came up to hold his hand, as if he wanted to take himself away, including the moon struggled a few times, during the struggle, she cleverly tore off her clothes, revealing her delicate human legs.

She saw this man swallow a few drools and pressed them against everything...

At this point, the curtains of the tent were lifted. The prairie king roared, and he rushed in with a machete. The young man immediately trembled in shock, then jumped like a rabbit and flew away from the machete.

But at this time of the month, it was clever to trip him with his own body.

“Ah…” was a short scream.

Soon after, the samurai outside the court heard the call, and when they came around, they saw with their own eyes the six favorite princes of the prairie coming out of the tent full of blood, and the color of their eyes panicked, and the six princes' legs were cut with a knife, and the blood kept flowing.

And then the prairie king roared and rushed out, holding his own golden machete, chasing it behind him, and then, right in front of the public, struck his son's back with a knife!

The curved knife passed through his chest, and the six princes didn't even come and scream, and it had fallen.

At this time, the samurai beside them came around and tried to help their king, while others hurried to see the life and death of the six princes.

“You! Are you turning against me too!! ”

The prairie king's eyes were red, and he cut down a samurai around him with a quick knife. At that point, he heard a shout, and his other son ran over, his eleventh son.

Seeing this guy, the prairie king had a vicious thought in his heart!

“You! What are you doing here? Think about that woman too, you want to steal her!! ”

His eyes were red, and suddenly he ran away like an angry lion. Before he could call out, the young son was chopped on his neck with a knife and fell on his side.

His last sentence was: "Father... I, I just heard a shout and came to see..."

“Get lost! Get lost!!!! ”

The prairie king threw the machete away, and he took a few bright and powerful steps back, looking at the surrounding samurai, and the surrounding ministry general: "Everybody, get out of here! These bodies, put them here! Don't touch it! Nobody touch!!!! ”

He suddenly ran back to his tent, and the king of the meadow saw the moon, sitting there with the moon, her clothes shattered and her long legs bare outside, while her chest flaps opened, revealing a round arc.

“You! You... are you! It's you!! ”

The prairie king roared and slammed hard, while severely tearing apart her lunar clothes and forcefully splitting her legs.

There was no more sorrow in Moon's heart. She even felt the wrath of the Grassland King entering her body, and then, almost at the first moment...

The prairie king felt his desire valve open suddenly and completely, he felt his whole body strength, vitality, everything, leaked out quickly, his heart finally created a little fear of despair!

Finally, he shouted, on the lunar body, his body trembled hard, then fell soft, mouth, nose, eyes, bleeding!!

Moon silently pushed away the dead man and sat up, pulling her clothes.

She heard shouting and rushing footsteps outside the tent. Instead of panicking, she walked to a mirror in the tent and stood in front of the mirror, gently closing her hair.

In the mirror, I'm still beautiful, my eyes are still as faint as moonlight.

“I... my name is Moon.” She looked at herself in the mirror: “The Duchess said... he said I was beautiful. ”

Finally, she held her finger to the pearl she wore around her neck and then severely bit the pill she was hiding in her teeth...

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The royal court has become a mess.

Two of the king's favorite princes were killed by him himself, and then people saw the dead king, and the woman's body, in the king's tent.

In addition to the extreme surprise, there are some sober minds who immediately think of an urgent problem!

The forces on the grasslands are about to be rearranged!

Three princes, immediately after receiving the news, ran back to their tents, then busy troop horses, and the generals, too, flew fast and busy.

Soldier's voice, horseshoe rising, hissing...

Ironically, no one is going to take care of those two bodies in the tent.

And in this busy area, no one noticed that Saladin, the youngest son of the king, had quietly left the court this morning with all his men and men, far away.

“Kill it! Grab it! When you kill enough and you're exhausted, it's time for me to come back!! ”

(Moon ticket.

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