Legend of the Asura

Less than a minute later, the footsteps of the water moon came from the outside, and the wind immediately sat flat, looking in the direction of the door.

“So soon?” The wind looked at the moon with surprise.

“Someone will send it when it's done.” Moon lowered his head and said.

“... am I too ugly long?” The wind touched his face and suddenly asked. In the palace, he had no need to daisy, and Mizuki had never seen his troubled country infect enough people to humiliate countless beautiful men to jump off the roof.

“No, the Holy King is extraordinary in his ability and appearance. How can he be ugly?” Queen Mizuki was left with this cold question and then shook her head gently to answer.

“Really, you don't want to look at me like that.” Seems very dissatisfied with the answer to Watermoon, with a wounded and grudging look on his face.

“I'm just a mortal emperor, afraid to look down on the Holy King.” Queen Mizuki answered respectfully.

“... you better call me Wind. ”

“How dare you! My Imperial City people had the privilege of witnessing the Holy King slay the Demon King, and the Holy King left prematurely. The people had to kneel in front of the city gate before leaving for a long time. Today, the entire Tianlong continent has spread the English figure of the Saviour of the Holy King, and no one will disobey it if the Holy King orders it, be it the emperor or the people of all nations. Please forgive the rudeness of the first month of Mizuki...”

“Stop, stop, stop!” The wind waves quickly, but there is also a lot of shock in the heart, “no one will disobey either the emperor or the people”, if a person suddenly has such power, unless he is a fool, it is impossible not to have any emotions of excitement.

He found himself still underestimating the extent of the wind pull of the title "King of Heavenly Dragons”. If it is true, as Queen Mizuki said, then he can truly become the true king of the whole Tianlong continent, can do whatever he wants, walk without taboos, walk sideways if he wants, click whomever he wants... harm whomever he wants to harm his daughter.

“That's how you believe in legends?” The wind pressed his heart and asked. If this were on Earth, even if you were alone, with a great stick, smashing all the alien invaders into pieces and saving the entire planet, no one would ever really think of you as emperor. And the meaning of Mizuki is obvious, you are the king... everyone in Tianlong mainland must obey you, no one can control you. If you give the order, everyone will turn over their daughter... uh, obey the order. It's like when the title "Heavenly Dragon King” appeared, the people of the whole continent were completely brainwashed at the same time.

In a digital world, the rules are so rigid. For example, the West is born to believe in white tigers, and the North is born to believe in Xuanbu, even if they have never really seen it.

But if you can truly travel through the Tianlong mainland because of the title of "Holy King of Tianlong”... is that really okay? If that were the case, there was no passion for a return to life, and he preferred the mystery and excitement of exploring the unknown. And I prefer the Queen of the Moon, who always bites and cuts his teeth, but can't help it. Instead of this water moon, which is like wood, no matter what you do to her, you won't resist.

But is it true that this moon is so desperate for him, both inside and outside?

Without any warning, Huo Luo of his right hand was retracted, his right hand stretched out like lightning, accurately holding a shrug in her chest, and then kneading heavily. When the water moon was electrically shocked, her whole body trembled slightly, but she bit her lip tightly to keep her voice from making a sound, let alone a resistant action.

“Remember the first time we met?” Rubbing undiminished, he knew that such force was enough to give her a slight tingle.

“Remember… to. ”

“That time I touched your right breast, this time to the left. But this time it seemed a little better than that. ”

“ …… ”

“Good shape, good fullness, good softness... oh what is this thing that suddenly hardens?” With his fingers, the wind gently pressed on the tip of the bump, allowing the corner of the water moon's mouth to finally overflow with a hint of groaning.

Watermoon blushed like blood, shameful hatred could not but immediately mask his own face.

Finally, the wind retracted his hand, sniffed the fragrance on his hand, and then looked at her with a strange look: “You seem to have felt... you don't seem to be a wooden man, why should you force yourself against me only to order from, by contrast, I prefer the water moon that looks dignified and stable, in fact, easily angry with the princess. Heavenly Dragon Holy King is just a title, with or without this title, I am the soul of the wind, like whether you have the title of Queen of the Moon or not, I only think of you as a beautiful woman. ”

Mizuki's face was bright red and the crispness of her left chest almost made her stand still. She was again violated by this man, although she learned that he was the Holy King of the Dragon because she was aware that he was playing with her.

“Whatever the Holy King says, it is.” She bowed her head halfway, respectfully remarking.

The wind almost hit the floor with a head of frustration, and the emotions just came out of the blue.

“So... kneel down!” The wind frowned, pointing to the ground in front of itself.

The water moon breathed for a lag and then did not hesitate to kneel gently. This is the second person in her life to kneel, except for her father. Because he is the one who saves the whole continent and is qualified to let everyone kneel down to the Holy King of Tianlong.

The wind adjusted the sitting position. Then place the forks | fingers between your legs: “Kneel this way. ”

This time, the queen of the water moon reacted for three seconds before kneeling anxiously to his designated position, and the water glistened with disturbing eyes. Close to each other, a strong male nose pounded, allowing her heart to beat faster.

“Well, help me untie my clothes and serve me with your mouth... well, I hear Her Majesty is well versed in all kinds of musical instruments and must be very skilled at blowing.” The wind looked up at his head and said slowly.

Despite her clothes, she has never been so close to a man's crotch, even right in front of her own eyes, that if she raised her head slightly, perhaps her nose and lips would touch it. And serving a man with her mouth... this is like... for the water moon, she had a beautiful pale rose stain on her bright skin, biting the teeth of her lower lip constantly tightening, then tightening, almost biting her lip bleeding...

Knock!

The thunderbolt appeared particularly loud in the Queen's Palace, where the door was closed, scaring the wind into a spirit. The heavenly thunder naturally couldn't have done him any harm, but the thunderbolt shock caused him to fall on the floor with a chair and fell on his horse.

“You filthy, shameless bastard, I won't let you play with my water moon death!! ”

Queen Mizuki grabbed the door with shame and then rang a "bang” to close the door.

The wind sitting on the ground slowly stood up and patted the dust that didn't exist on his body with both hands. He pinched his chin and said: "That's it... since you can't do what you're supposed to do, it's better not to force yourself. ”

He was the only one left in the empty sleeping palace. The wind didn't plan to chase him out to see where Mizuki was hiding. Instead, he lifted the chair, sat down again, counted the time and waited quietly, while his eyes closed and thought about the unfinished things.

Let's get this over with, and then we can hang out with Yao Er... and forever.

What does it mean to have a stamp, a voodoo, a kunlun mirror, a shennong ding, a feminine stone, and a top five ancient artifact in the Eastern Ten? It means that a true battle of loss can be built as long as it is accompanied by the beads of the Spirit of Blood that the Moon possesses.

Focus on the voodoo violin - the battle of voodoo that manipulates the mind of all things.

With the Kunlun mirror at its centre - the space-time array - you can travel back in time, back in time, even in the future.

Focusing on Shennong Ding - Shennong's Front, you can practice the world's horrible immortals.

Centered on the feminine stone - the Battle of Resurrection, it can be brought back to life.

And… centered on the seal of the seal, it can launch the eternal battle, allowing any living spirit to obtain eternal life that is immortal.

Even a true God cannot have an indestructible life. And even a true God, in the face of "eternal life," the heart must tremble independently.

“Can you really live forever?” The whisper of silence. Naturally, at this time, he will not question the authenticity of the battle between the ancient artifact and the lost. But he is not a god, but a modern man, and suddenly in the face of immortality, what he feels most is illusion and untruthfulness, as in the face of a dreamy myth.

A slight footstep sounded in his ear, then a slim figure pushed the door open and gently walked in, his eyes open with a glimpse full of hope and hope. That look just touched him and ran away like a shock.

“Holy… Lord Holy King, I am Her Majesty's personal maid, my name is…”

“Well, Spirit, right?” The wind laughed.

“Lord Holy King, remember me?” Spirit smiled slightly and looked up flatteringly, but immediately drowned again. This is a 15-year-old girl dressed in a light yellow palace dress, tiny and weak. That wonderfully sweet face, like honey, seduces the desire of men and women to take a bite.

“Of course I remember, such a Spirit girl is hard for anyone to forget.” The wind grinned. He met this little girl twice. Ever since the softness of the water followed him unwilling to be a princess, she has become the new close maid of the water moon. She never spoke, but every time she walked by her side, she would sneak up on him with those watery eyes curious.

Spirit, that's a good name for her.

The huge surprise left Spirit's hands and feet unstoppable, her slender little hands constantly hanging their corners, not knowing where to put them, her eyes blurred, her face rosy, her excitement completely unspeakable, and even forgot what she had come for.

(Yesterday's red ticket exceeded a thousand - I remember saying that if the day ticket exceeded a thousand, it would erupt. Don't worry, even if you forget me, you will never forget. Update 12,000 + tomorrow, the next outbreak is Day Ticket 1500... thank you to all those who support Shura.)

(Also, be careful not to be confused by the title, it's just a title.)