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, no one can come and grab me.

But he lost the game again and again, and the throne of the wolf king is always far away.

Seeing that he finally had another chance this time, but the human being was hiding it so secretively that he didn't even know where to find it.

"The most dangerous place is the safest place. The person you trust the most is also the person who is most likely to betray you. Who is it..." After thinking about it, he couldn't solve the mystery. Head, muttering to himself repeatedly.

In fact, there are not many people he will come into contact with in the beastman world. Apart from his brothers, there are only the sheep clan who serve the wolf clan. After all, the wolf is a solitary creature, unlike rabbits, dogs, Sheep also occasionally gather together to be friendly.

But this range is too vast... There are so many goatman maids shuttling in the palace every day, how could he know which one is hiding his bride?

Wolf Sanzicai walked distractedly, and unknowingly walked back to the sheep's territory.

The warm golden sun falls on the large sea of ​​tulip flowers, and the delicate tulips sway gracefully in the breeze. The scenery here is as quiet and peaceful as ever.

At this time, Lang Sanzicai has no intention of admiring it.

Walking slowly, he passed the cabin of the sheep priest Tata Bell. Lang Sanzicai glanced casually, and walked forward again.

At this time, Satan's reminder suddenly sounded loudly in my heart: "The most dangerous place is also the safest place, and the person you trust the most is also the person most likely to betray you."

Lang Sanzicai stopped abruptly, turned his head and took another look at the cabin.

He had clearly entered that cabin just now, and if a human was hiding in such a small space, it was impossible for him not to smell anything.

But when it comes to the trusted person in the beastman world, he has lost his mother since he was a child, and he was almost brought up by the goat priest Tatabel, so he also believes that the goat priest said that the bride has gone elsewhere. , Didn't even go to the house to check carefully.

Lang Sanzicai walked a few steps in the direction of the cabin, and suddenly found that something shiny seemed to have fallen on the grass not far in front of him.

He bent down, brushed aside the weeds growing on the ground with his fingers, and picked up the thing.

It was short, shiny golden hair.

In the orc world, no one has blond hair except the demon king Satan, because gold is a sacred color, and it is not something they can have.

But Satan's hair is ankle-length, so it can't be that short.

He suddenly remembered that the beautiful bride he saw in the cave had short curly golden hair.

No one, no matter how stupid, would ignore this warning.

Lang Sanzicai walked lightly towards the direction of the cabin, then pressed his ears to the door panel of the cabin, holding his breath to listen to the movement inside the cabin.

It was easy to hear the voices of a man and a woman chatting and laughing loudly. The woman's voice was old and obviously the voice of Tatabel, the sheep priest, while the man's voice was clear and clear, which could be heard as a young man.

How can it be possible to forget a sound that was only heard a few hours ago?

He searched for everything, but couldn't find the bride's mother, who was staying in the cabin safe and sound, chatting leisurely.

Clenching his hands into fists angrily, Lang Sanzicai gritted his teeth angrily, and punched hard at the fragile door panel of the cabin: "Goat Priest Tata Bell! How dare you lie to me!"

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Suddenly there was a violent knock on the door, which made the two people who had been chatting and laughing in the room flustered instantly, and Lang Sanzicai's roar that sounded like a howl continued to come from outside the door: "Goat Priest Tata Bell, I know there is someone hiding inside you! Open the door for me quickly!"

The flustered Amway had no choice but to quickly open the cupboard, get into the pile of clothes and hide.He buried his head deep in his knees, his slender body trembling with fear.

The sheep priest Tata Bell stood there stiffly with a pale face, listening to the continuous roars coming from outside the door in fear.Lang Sanzicai waited impatiently, and kicked the wooden door open with all his strength.

As soon as Lang Sanzicai entered the house, he saw the sheep priest with a pale face, and he forced a smile on his face to deal with him: "My lord... what's wrong with you, my lord?"

The third son of the wolf looked at her with dark eyes, "Where is the bride? Where did you hide the bride?"

"What bride? My lord, I don't understand what you are saying. I have been staying in the room by myself all the time..." The voice of the woman who spoke was trembling, her fingers holding the hem of her robe were trembling, and her eyes kept avoiding Looking at himself, guilt was clearly written on that old face.

Lang Sanzicai looked at the ceramic teapot and delicate porcelain cups on the small round table. One teapot was paired with two teacups. The tea in the cups was still faintly steaming. She couldn't help but sneered: "You are alone In the house, why did you use two teacups? Don’t you think such a lie is too easy to be exposed?”

Tata Bell couldn't think of any words to justify for a moment, and Lang Sanzicai had already started to rummage through the cabin and search.

All of a sudden, she lifted off the thick and bulging quilt on the bed, lay down on the ground and peeped under the bed, and opened the cabinets one by one, occasionally yelling impatiently: "Bride, where are you hiding! Anyway! I know you're hiding in this room, you can't hide!"

Through the thin cabinet door, Amway, who buried himself in the pile of clothes, could only hear the hoarse and low howling of the wolf, and the voice of Tata Bell begging for mercy: "My lord, I really don't have Who is hiding, please don't destroy my house!"

Then I heard a crisp slap on the face, and the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. Lang Sanzicai's roar sounded loudly from outside the cabinet: "Stop bothering me, you wordy woman!"

Unable to restrain the trembling of his body, cold sweat continued to flow from Amway's forehead. He knew that he really couldn't hide this time.

Finally, Lang Sanzicai slammed open the cabinet door.

At the beginning, Amway hadn't been found buried in the pile of clothes, only a woman's old clothes. Suddenly, Lang Sanzicai caught a glimpse of a strand of shiny golden hair protruding from the pile of clothes.

A smug smile appeared on Lang Sanzicai's beautiful face, and he stretched out his hand and pulled out Amway who was hiding in the cupboard, "I found you! Bride!"

Being grabbed by his hair and falling out of the cupboard in embarrassment, Amway raised his head and met Lang Sanzicai's eyes. Seeing those golden eyes shining with uncontrollable excitement, his bright red lips murmured He murmured to himself: "The throne...the throne of the wolf king has finally been obtained!"

Lang Sanzicai put his hands on Anli's shoulders, and with a little force, he easily tore the sheep's feather coat. On Anli's exposed white and delicate skin, the imprint of a blood-red hexagram clearly appeared.

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Lang Sanzicai's originally excited gaze dimmed in an instant.

Lang Sanzicai stared wide-eyed at the mark on Anli's abdomen, which symbolized that she had been fertilized. Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore and grabbed Anli's shoulder, shaking violently, "You have been fertilized! Tell me Who? Who fucked you first!"

"Don't do this... let me go!"

Wolf Sanzicai laughed wildly at the end, "Forget it! No matter whoever gets to you first, the throne of Wolf King cannot be mine! Ha! Lost another game!"

Tata Bell, the sheep priest, knelt at Lang Sanzicai's feet, grabbed his legs tightly, and begged him crying: "My lord, since the throne of the Wolf King is no longer yours, please let this poor child go. Don't inseminate him, please? Please, please let him go!"

Lang Sanzicai impatiently kicked Tata Bell, the sheep priest, "Aren't you bothering you! I haven't held you accountable for harboring a bride yet, so don't beg me for something I don't have!"

"How can you hit a woman? Are you still a man like this!" Amway couldn't bear to roar, and then Lang Sanzicai turned to look at him, and quickly grabbed Amway's neck, and His whole body was suppressed on the ground.

"You still have the energy to worry about others... worry about yourself! Even if it's not for the throne of the Wolf King, it's for the reproduction and prosperity of our clan, I can't let you go!"

A sexual intercourse mixed with the woman's helpless sobbing and the man's hoarse wailing started like this.

Sex without love naturally has no foreplay at all. I was forced into a kneeling position by the third son of the wolf, and the huge orc entered from behind. It was torn apart abruptly.

The wolf galloping on his body didn't make any sound, as if he was doing a boring job, he just moved his waist vigorously, letting the sharp penis like an iron rod hit his wound fiercely.

I can feel hot liquid flowing down the base of my legs, and the smell of blood wafts in the air.

His eyes were filled with tears, and he kept begging and crying, but the orc who pierced his body treated him more roughly.

Why is this happening to me?

I should be a proud son of God who enjoys the beauty of God. At home in London, England, I was raised up like a flower in a greenhouse by my parents. I was surrounded by many friends who admired me. I was held in the palm of my lover and cared for like a baby.Why do I flee around in the orc territory, why do I have to bear the violence of the wolves?

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