My husband is the protector of the country

Isaac had never seen such a depraved side of human beings, and his brows were slightly frowned: "There is a relatively closed compartment diagonally across the corner, let's go there."

"it is good."

Quinn noticed that Snow Wolf's expression was not right, so he protected him and Caisang through the crowd and entered the closed compartment.

The red dragon cast a spell smoothly, making ordinary humans resist this area and creating a relatively isolated environment for them.

After Caisang sat down, she looked at the sexy and exposed dancer not far away, feeling uncomfortable: "Why don't we change the place, this ruins is probably all taken over, and the underground things...may be destroyed. What kind of..."

Isaac drew a silver circle on the table, and a silver miniature palace appeared out of thin air: "No, this ruin is protected. The area we are in now is still its outer part. Here is a layer enchantment, and the humans who manage this bar seem to be following certain rules tacitly."

Quinn pointed to an ancient stone pillar in the center of the stage and said: "Isaac is right, rabbit, look at that stone pillar, although it is in the center of the stage, it is well protected."

Caisang was a little confused, so: "I don't quite understand. Is there a bottom line that they must abide by when they are acting like this?"

"Without a bottom line, any structure will collapse in an instant."

The sudden male voice made Isaac and Quinn immediately alert. The red dragon blocked the rabbit and the snow wolf and looked towards the entrance of the compartment.

A black-haired young man with smoky makeup, wearing a black shirt and tight leather pants leaned against the wall, his eyes were like silk.

"Lord Aimo, long time no see."

Quinn looked at the visitor with disgust: "So it's your place, no wonder there's a foul smell."

"Tsk, I don't like what you're doing here?"

Ignoring the red dragon's hostility, the young man twisted his body into his enchantment, and leaned back on the leather chair: "Let me introduce myself to the two newcomers. You can call me Franco, Lord Gal."

"what?!"

Caisang exclaimed, then covered her mouth and apologized.She couldn't believe that the flirtatious young man who looked like a villain in front of her was actually Gal's deity? !

"Don't be nervous, Quinn's little rabbit, I won't be angry."

Franco brushed the black hair from his cheeks behind his ears: "I just didn't expect that Quinn would come to Gal and bring such a cute rabbit...and...a gray wolf?"

After Franco finished speaking, he jumped up suddenly, almost throwing his whole body on Isaac. The snow wolf retreated in time, and was almost touched by this evil youth.

"You are not an ordinary gray wolf... This dragon restrained its breath, and you seem to...?"

Quinn immediately tore Franco apart and stood in front of Snow Wolf: "Franco, that's enough."

"Huh?" Franco put his long finger on his mouth and shook it twice, "So the rabbit is just a cover-up, your real little baby is this gray wolf?"

"Franco, I don't want to warn you again."

Lord Gal smiled, stepped on a certain brick on the ground, and a dark cabinet rose from under the wine table: "I'm not as stingy as the red dragon, please drink two bottles of wine and have fun."

Franco turned to leave, but Isaac suddenly asked: "You deliberately let humans move here, but you actually want to protect these historic sites, right?"

"..."

Franco turned his head, a stream of light flashed in his light purple eyes: "Are you a god?"

Isaac is not going to hide it: "Honor Shire, Isaac."

"Then you two..."

There was an unexpected look on Franco's face, and he quickly returned to a charming state: "That's right, the restrictions have changed now, as long as it's sincere...there won't be any disputes..."

God Gal approached the snow wolf again, and the red dragon wanted to stop it, but Isaac stopped him: "It's okay."

Franco looked up and down the god Xueer: "You are so different from him, how do you see each other?"

Before Isaac could respond, Franco said again: "You are right, I am using my own method to protect Garl's human culture. This is a special country, and it has its own rules of operation."

Snow Wolf's Xueer is also a relatively closed country, he can understand Franco's behavior.The two seem to have no communication, but they understand each other's thoughts.

Franco saw the stalemate between Red Dragon and Snow Wolf, and wanted to push them, so he suddenly raised his hand and brushed Isaac's lips, a few light purple stars penetrated into Snow Wolf's body, and Red Dragon immediately Pushing Franco away, his palms turned into sharp claws: "You asked for it!"

"Quinn, don't..." Isaac grabbed the red dragon's arm and stopped him again, "He didn't hurt me."

Franco retreated to the door with a smile: "You will thank me, Quinn."

After all, the god Gal disappeared into the air.

Quinn immediately took Caisang and Isaac to the ancient watchtower on the outer edge of the ruins, where the music in the bar of the ruins could still be heard, but it was far away from the noisy crowd.

"It's my fault. I never thought that guy would be here. What did he do to you just now? Is it really all right?"

The red dragon hugged Snow Wolf nervously, checking the other party's situation by the moonlight.

Isaac looked fine, even more ruddy than usual—ruddy?

"Why is Isaac so red in the face?"

Caisang stretched out her hands to touch the cheek and forehead of the god Xueer: "Your body is also very hot. I usually meet you, and you have a slightly cool body temperature. What did the god do?"

"Damn things!"

Quinn also pressed the back of his hand to Isaac's forehead, and he really noticed the unusual heat.His own body temperature has always been high. If he feels hot, then Isaac obviously has a "fever".

"Then what the hell did the big night butterfly do?"

Snow Wolf kept silent, he understood what kind of spell Franco had cast on him, but it was inconvenient for him to speak.Isaac tugged Caisang's sleeve and pointed out the window, implying that the rabbit left first.

Caisang understood what he meant: "Are you... sure?"

Isaac nodded and frowned again, as if enduring some kind of pain.

Quinn lifted Xuelang's upper body and let him sit in his arms: "Caisang, go out first and stay under the tower."

"Um……"

Before the rabbit left, he used his white training to create an enchantment for the two of them. Even if humans or beasts flew near the watchtower, they would not see the person at the top.

Isaac thanked Caisang for her thoughtfulness, because what he needs right now is a completely private space.

After the rabbit left, Snow Wolf finally gave up suppressing the abnormality of his body, and parted his lips to let out a panting with obvious lust.

The red dragon shook his hand and froze: "You..."

"Hmm..." Isaac's cheeks were seductively red, and he rubbed into Quinn's arms impatiently, "Franco, you put a curse on me, it didn't hurt, but..."

Only then did God Amo remember what Franco said before he left: "Fuck, I need you to give me a push?!"

"Among the gods, there is someone who knows this kind of magic..."

Snow Wolf's voice at this moment is completely different from his previous coldness, sweet and soft, which instantly set the Red Dragon on fire.But Quinn gritted his teeth and held back his desire: "That guy is a moth, with many strange ways. How do you feel now? Can you really bear it..."