Withered Flower of Destiny

With a "bang", the whole block of ice that wrapped the red dragon was thrown on the floor casually, and it seemed that even the ground shook for a while, making Colin even feel like the ice was shaken into pieces together with Girod Fortunately, the blue dragon's magic is very strong, not even a corner of the ice cube is broken, and the red dragon still maintains the state of estrus, and is frozen in the ice in embarrassment.

The necromancer returned to the exaggeratedly large castle with the loot. This is the foothold contributed by the poor emperor of Modry to prevent the royal family from being exterminated. I only hope that the famous villains on this continent can see him Such knowledge and interest will not drag everyone to hell.

In the hall of the ancient castle, the torch flickered with dim light, illuminating the huge skeleton of the Feathered Serpent skeleton with a soft and moist halo. After the difficult movement, he completely sank in the darkness and returned to the land of kings again.

"Now that the meat shield is found, when are we going to break into the tomb?"

The miniature golden dragon lying on Russell's shoulder flapped its wings excitedly, urging the owner to hurry up.

For necromancers, useless things should be destroyed on the spot. At this time, it is a miracle that the Feathered Serpent Skeleton was brought back.

However, Colin still agrees with 12 points for the statement that the mage said before that the red dragon should be used as a human shield in the mausoleum.

After all, the mage's body is relatively weak, and the rough-skinned and thick-skinned dragons are more resistant to fighting and falling. Originally, this arduous and glorious task should have fallen on Colin's shoulders, but now there are substitutes. On the front line.

With the meat shield, relying on the powerful body of the Dragon Clan, what mechanism can't stop it?

Even if he can't stop it, the death of the red dragon will make him lose a strong competitor. Although he firmly holds Lilith's heart in his claws, there is a fly that keeps circling his heart. The dragon buzzed and screamed, which still made the dragon very unhappy.

Now that he has the opportunity to solve this puzzle, how can he not make Colin very happy?

And the Royal Mausoleum, just hearing the name, Colin felt an uncontrollable sense of excitement filling his body, making him tremble with joy.

The biggest hobby of the kings standing at the top of the biological chain is to search for all the good things they can find, and bring these things into their graves, and they will not leave them to future generations after killing them.

Therefore, the royal tomb symbolizes countless gold, silver and jewels. After returning from the robbery, it might be possible to fill his previous shelter.

Necromancers have always ignored treasures, and these things naturally belong to him, Lord Colin!Just imagining the scene of being buried in golden gold, Colin was so excited that he wanted to rush over to rob him immediately!

"What's the rush? I haven't finished the preliminary preparations. If I go now, I might not even be able to enter the gate." Regarding his impatientness, the necromancer seemed very calm, and the Golden Dragon sneered at his attitude.

"Ha! Don't be kidding, I don't believe you can bear it! You can get the right hand of the ancient god immediately, and as long as you get it, you can find a way to restore the remains of the Guardian of Time. For you, this is not the world. Is it the most meaningful thing?"

"It is indeed the most meaningful thing in the world... Collecting all the skeletons that I am interested in, and using my hands to restore the dilapidated collections that have been washed away in the long river of history to their original appearance, this is the survival of my life significance."

Hearing this sentence, Colin really didn't know whether to admire or complain. The act of restoring ancient relics is a very meaningful and valuable thing, but with such a bad method, he was wanted by the people of the whole continent, and later became notorious Obviously, Russell's matter was too exaggerated.

But now is not the time to worry about such things.

The golden dragon continued to instigate, "Then can you hold back? I think the moon is pretty good tonight, and we are not too far away from the royal tomb. We have endured it for so long. Seeing things are in front of us, it is better to start Go to explore the wind and see the situation, even if you do something in the future, you should be prepared!"

"I'm still waiting for the blue dragon to send over the ingredients to make potions and refine some magic weapons. Although I don't mind you running to die now, before you grow that flower of life, you'd better Be honest and wait."

Want to grow flowers again?

Oh, Dragon God, why wasn't that damned lewd flower sealed in the Demon Abyss along with the Mage Tower?

Colin thought of the process of raising that flower before, and felt a little pain in his lower body.Although it is wonderful to have sex that satisfies sexual desire, it is too cruel to force ejaculation without half lust!

Especially for the Dragon Clan, they can only rely on fantasy to comfort themselves, which is a very difficult task. If Russell is willing to help, he will naturally wish for it, but with his current body shape, even if a necromancer has that idea, he would There is no way to cooperate!

As for the double arousal of the necromancer's blood to stimulate appetite and sexual desire... According to Russell's stinginess, if he said it, he would definitely be electrocuted, right?

Thinking of repeating the bad experience of the previous few days, the golden dragon immediately wanted to turn around and run away.

"But I look like this...do you want me to die of exhaustion?"

He is only as big as a palm now, and he still has to water the flowers, isn't it too cruel?He could bear not to attack the necromancer anymore, he endured this dragon-inducing scent for so long, and he didn't do anything violent. How could this damn guy have the heart to ravage such a weak him?

"That's why I brought this red dragon here."

It turns out that it is not only used as a meat shield, poor Gerald, to what extent do you have to be squeezed, will this devilish man be satisfied?

"Can that flower be irrigated with the semen of a red dragon?" Didn't this guy keep saying that only golden dragons can do it?

Colin stared at Russell vigilantly, wary of a dragon coming to share with him the bodily fluids that were not much from the Necromancer.

"When did I say to use him to water the flowers?"

Russell replied very calmly. When his fingers stretched out from the magician's robe, he had already grabbed a familiar magic wand.

The little Feathered Serpent yawned, raised its head from the entrenched staff, and turned towards the direction where the red dragon formed.

The Golden Dragon has long seen the power of this little skull snake, and also thought of the necromancer's fierce methods, and how ominous the words he heard, even the relatively dull dragons felt numb all over.

He flapped his wings cautiously, as if he had forgotten that dragons never fly by wings, but rely on the favor of wind elves. He moved his little paws, and his palm-sized body tried to move backwards, preparing to take advantage of the mage's concentration on dealing with the red dragon. He ran away when he was a dragon, but his little cleverness was completely shattered in the next moment.

"Scatter." Circles of black light spit out from the mouth of the Feathered Serpent, spinning and expanding to the entire dragon ice sculpture, like some kind of creature, the black light swallowed the solid ice, but after blinking a few times, it revealed The red dragon turned into a human body.

As for the golden dragon that wanted to escape, it had already been surrounded by black light, and it slowly moved towards the necromancer with its neck in its arms.

"Russell! Do you... want to... kill Colin... my lord?"

The terrible action of being pinched by the neck caused Colin's voice to be slurred intermittently, and his pair of golden vertical pupils were about to pop out, but it's a pity that this expression can only be described as "funny", a little deterrent I can't even talk about strength.

"Eat so many magic crystals, and drank so much of my blood, but it didn't work at all. You really only eat waste that can't work."

Russell recalled that he had robbed the earl's treasury and donated a lot of blood just for this stupid dragon, and felt depressed for a while. His body and body fluids were formed by high-concentration compression of dark power. It was a priceless treasure, and it turned out to be wasted After so much, it didn't have much effect, which really made him feel distressed.

"Right now, a dragon with a head just came to your door. Using secret techniques, you can forcefully urge you to recover your strength."

"You... said it earlier! Cough cough... not... hurry up! Cough cough... let go of Colin... my lord's... neck... damn it..."

The desire for power is a common problem of powerful races who have climbed to a certain level. It would be great if they can recover their strength by themselves. As for what will happen to Girod, who hates dragons, who cares about him! ?

The necromancer turned a deaf ear, and still commanded the halo to pinch the dragon's neck, waved the staff in his hand, and black rays of light radiated from the mouth of the miniature feathered snake, which kept compressing, and finally formed a drop of black liquid, which fell into the mouth of the feathered snake. Twirling and turning.

The ancient magic pattern kept spinning on this drop of crystal, it was like a magical tool called a work of art, rather than something temporarily condensed.

Russell flicked his finger, and the liquid flew towards the red dragon, which was still unconscious even though he was out of trouble, and slipped into Gerald's mouth. There was a layer of black mist, and the whole body floated upward as if being pulled by something.

"change."

Russell's fingers stood up, complex magic patterns spread from his wrists, poked his head out like a poisonous snake, flew towards Girod, and jumped into the mouth of the red dragon, and then a red light emerged from the body of the dragon, the color As it deepened step by step, the fire elves became active, and the entire hall set off a heat wave of flames.

Colin could feel a rather powerful life force surging from Girod's body. This is the magic essence of the dragon clan that was forced to emerge, and it is also the original power that the dragon clan regards as life.

Too, too cruel!

By this time, if Colin still can't feel what Russell wants to do, then he is too stupid!

Leaving aside the clever means of forcing out Girod's life force, just talking about this kind of ruthlessness is enough for the defenders to kill him ten thousand times!This kind of behavior is simply depriving the vitality of other lives. Such a domineering method of plundering is simply more than killing a dragon directly!

What's more, this original power actually wanted to stuff it into his body!

Does this guy know what it means that powers of different attributes cannot coexist! ?Did he want to explode himself to death?

Colin, who had been happily waiting to recover his strength, began to struggle again, but even if he risked his life, he still couldn't get rid of the black awn on his neck!

This thing was like a collar, it was firmly tied to him, and the feeling of trampling on his dignity and being too shameful made him feel like his blood vessels were about to burst!

Damn Russell!This villain who deserves to be exploded by light magic!

When he was struggling, Russell didn't waste any time. The necromancer calmly plundered the compressed life energy of the red dragon. It was a drop of liquid that seemed to be burning, constantly changing its shape in front of him. As if struggling to break free from the power of the dark light.

Russell is indifferent to this kind of good thing that will definitely cause the people on the mainland to go crazy. A black circle of light separates out and catches the mouth of the golden dragon that has been squeezed so hard that it cannot be closed. Colin's mouth.

"Ow!"

The slap-sized body let out a shrill howl that shook the entire castle. The power of the fire element was rampant in Colin's body, colliding with the light power integrated into his flesh and blood, and the dark power contained in the slave mark emerging from his forehead. Each force wants to drive the other forces out of the territory, but the three forces are evenly matched, and no one can do anything to the other, so the torture is even more severe.

"Aww!"

The black circle of light imprisoning his neck disappeared, and Colin fell to the ground, but he could no longer distract himself from such trivial matters. In fact, he had exhausted all his strength just to resist the conflict of the three forces in his body. .

Colin felt as if his body was about to explode from the inside, blood and flesh flew everywhere, turning into minced meat, oh, damn it!This kind of pain, which is like countless clusters of steel needles piercing into the body and tearing away the flesh and blood, has already made his head go blank. He can only open his mouth and let out a roar, so as to vent out the pain that can almost kill the dragon alive. a little.

He kept rolling on the ground, screaming and howling that shook the ground of the castle, his palm-sized body convulsed in pain, and the fear of impending death caused him to explode into an unprecedented survival belief!

joke!

How could he just die here! ?

He hasn't sacked the royal tombs yet, hasn't gotten as many gold coins as a hill!

He hasn't gotten rid of the necromancer's spell yet, and hasn't repaired Master Zulong's remains!

Even, he hasn't let that damn necromancer taste the bitter fruit of regret!

He dared to play with him like this, Mr. Colin, he would definitely make Brian Russell regret coming to this world!

Ahhh!He is not reconciled!

absolute!Never give in!

The bones worn away by years of laziness were reawakened by this unyielding will. Colin roared stubbornly, refusing to give up his life just like this, and was killed by the necromancer just like this!

Isn't it just the fusion of three powers, he can do it!His majestic golden dragon Lord Colin can definitely do it!

"Aww!"

The dragon's roar has abandoned the pain, leaving only unyielding faith, and in this roar, the small body that was originally the size of a palm began to change!

The bones were pulled out, and under the entanglement of the three forces, new muscles and bones were formed, and a new body was constructed bit by bit.This process is fast but slow, and the pain in it is no different from skinning and bone removal. In addition, the process of the three forces conflicting back and forth until they merge with each other makes the pain a hundred times and a thousand times more.

Colin tried his best not to faint from the pain. He just struggled against these three forces blindly and blindly, suppressing them with willpower so that he would not go wild and lose his life.

Such a brave behavior finally aroused the rare sympathy of a necromancer.

"A Sacrifice of Darkness."

Russell muttered the spell, and the spell with complex characters was extravagantly turned into a ball of black light, covering the golden dragon in the middle.

The black light was like countless pairs of gentle little hands, soothing his skin that had exploded and bleeding. Under this comfort, the pain became less unbearable.

Different from the usual aggressive light, the black light this time actually has a healing taste, so gentle that the dragon feels very uncomfortable, but for the dragon who has just recovered from the extreme pain, this feeling seems to be It can be attributed to the existence of illusions and the like.

Colin's brain was buzzing, and he finally felt a little bit of recovery. He opened his golden vertical pupils overflowing with tears, and saw the necromancer leaning down, stroking the top of his head with his outstretched fingers.

After his body turned into a huge dragon shape, he unknowingly turned into a human body again. His curly hair like big waves rushed down his back, and the brilliant golden color was like the rays of the sun, piercing people's eyes. Some pain.

The necromancer stroked the top of Colin's head, and patted it lightly with a soothing taste. This kind of rare kindness made Colin completely stunned.

"Very good." Russell said with great satisfaction, "I didn't expect you to be able to endure this kind of pain. I underestimated you."

Colin was stunned by the sudden kindness. He felt that he might have hallucinations due to excessive pain. The necromancer in front of him was just a phantom produced by his excessive fantasy. In the end, he heard the phantom continue to speak unimaginable words .

"The current dragon clan has basically been diluted by a peaceful life. There are no more reptile-like things. You are very good, and you still have a bit of blood. You haven't embarrassed your ancestors..."

Speaking of this, the mage murmured longingly, "Aren't the ancient dragons more proud and harder to tame? I really regret that I was not born in that era..."

Sorry shit!

This guy who eats the bowl and thinks about the pot, it's not enough to sign a master-slave contract with him by luck, but he dares to miss Master Zulong in his heyday!

What a guy who deserves to go to hell!

No... It's cheap for that guy to go to hell, right?For necromancers, a place like hell is almost like heaven for other people...

Colin was limp and distracted on the ground without any image. Every skeletal muscle in his body was moaning. The limpness was extremely bad, but the power hidden in every muscle was unprecedentedly huge.

For the dragons who admire power, this feeling of power is really more comfortable than the three instinctive desires.

Colin softly enjoyed the feeling of being strong. Although he cursed Russell as a cruel and evil guy, he had to say that the hand touching the top of his head felt very good. The goodwill and a little tenderness that he has never obtained from a necromancer.

This cold and cruel human race was originally regarded as rubbish by him. Although his character was terrible, the powerful strength he exposed was admired by the dragon clan. Perhaps it should be said that the best thing he can't get?The little bit of admiration shown by the mage to him at this time made Colin feel that his self-esteem was inflated like never before, and his mood was swept away from the haze of the past.

It feels great to be recognized as a strong person by a strong person...

Russell this guy sucks but it's nice to be honest.

Lord Golden Dragon likes this kind of honesty.

The necromancer muttered to himself while enjoying the comfort brought by the long hair that flowed like golden threads between his fingers, "If you couldn't make it through and I would help, I planned to let you, a waste After raising the flowers, go to be a meat shield... But you have barely exceeded the standard line in my heart, and you have calmed down my previous anger, so let the red dragon be a meat shield."

When Colin heard these words, no matter how limp his body was, he couldn't help but tremble.

Oh damn!Dragon God, this black-hearted necromancer actually took advantage of this opportunity to find a way to torment him!

If he couldn't make it through, he might be angered by Russell. First, he would search for the semen to water the flowers, and when the flowers bloomed, he would use the trash and throw it away as a meat shield!Too vicious!This guy is not human, definitely not human!

Russell waved his hand, and after a burst of space fluctuations, seven or eight types of fist-sized fire crystals emerged from the space bracelet, and they were all stuffed into the mouth of Girod, who was still unconscious. Poor Jiro De, the mouth of the human form was almost stuffed by those big flame crystals!

However, Russell gave this kind of top-quality compensation so generously. Girod is probably a blessing in disguise. The burning crystal transforms the body of the dragon clan. Girod, who originally belonged to the power of the fire department, will use these gifts of the gods to climb to the top. With a higher status, even if he loses part of his life force, the compensation far exceeds what he lost.

It's a pity that Colin has such a hard time absorbing the fire-type life force alone. If he is given a fire-type burning crystal, he can directly become a contracted bone dragon belonging to Russell.

Dragon God above, what a pity.

Colin asked directly: "Do you have the best magic crystal of the light system?"

The necromancer looked at him like an idiot, "Have you seen any necromancer with a light element on his body?"

Not to mention taking it, even seeing it can't help but destroy it completely. With this level of disgust, Colin can't expect to take advantage of the necromancer in his life.

However, such a generous take out of treasures that even dragons would snatch their heads from, it seems that apart from corpses, Russell is really not interested in other things. If his enemies know that this mage has such a powerful thing, I'm afraid the arrest will increase tenfold, right?

Colin thought wildly about the situation where Russell was besieged by many magisters and great sword masters, and lusted for a long time, until a colorful light dispelled the darkness in the hall, and then came back to his senses out of instinct.

Carefully planted in a flowerpot carved from black stone that absorbs magic power, the indescribably beautiful flower has changed significantly from the first time I saw it. The colorful brilliance flowing in the veins is more dazzling, even Even more attractive than gems, the originally tightly closed leaves have cracked, and a little bit of strange color is timidly exposed from the top, which is as dark as midnight.

Even if he has no common sense about potions or Moyuan plants, he can guess the changes that have happened to this plant. After his dragon spirit's tireless watering, this thing actually sprouted buds at this time. The day of flowering is not far away!

Even Colin, who hated this lewd flower to a certain extent, couldn't help feeling ecstatic in his heart. One was the instinctive reaction to seeing a beautiful thing, and the other was that the body of Lord Guardian of Time could be repaired at sight. The suffering of Lord Colin It's finally coming to an end!

The necromancer carefully placed the potted flower on the open space not far ahead, took out a crystal bottle from his bosom, and sprinkled the star-like debris inside on the ground.

He muttered a spell in his mouth, and the debris automatically formed a complex magic formation, wrapping one person, one dragon and one flower in the center of the formation.

The beautiful and illusory scenery gave the dragons a strong shock. Colin lay obsessively on the ground, trying to raise his head and stare at the colorful light curtain formed by the magic circle. It was like countless gemstones dotted the night, and countless stars kept emerging around him. Disillusioned, the fragile but magnificent beauty surrounded Colin, as if he was in the starry sky, embracing countless starbursts that would shatter at the touch of a finger.

The rough-and-tumble Dragon Clan obviously became literary and artistic at this time, but the Necromancer on the side did not allow him to continue indulging in this atmosphere. Russell swiped casually, and the stars gathered at his fingertips, forming an elegant shape. Sitting on the quaint chair, the necromancer sat on it, with another book of potions in his hand, and ordered Colin, "Hurry up and do it."

"Do it? Why?"

Colin hadn't realized what this guy was trying to do.

"What else can I do? Water the flowers."

Russell pointed in the direction of the Flower of Life.

If it wasn't for his limp and lack of strength, Colin would definitely pounce on this guy and bite him to death!

"Watering the flowers!? You demon! Executioner! Dictator! Don't you know that I almost died just now? Now that I can't use any strength, you expect me to water the plants!? It's shit! I can't even do it now Ejaculate with your claws! Do you have any brains!?"

Russell directly struck with an electric arc, and Colin twitched twice while maintaining a prostrate posture, his eyes glaring even more.

"stand up."

Russell activated the power of the slave mark, but the omnipotent slave mark in the past could not manipulate the golden dragon's body well at this time. Colin's limbs thrashed limply a few times, and he collapsed on the ground again.

"It sucks..."

Russell also realized that this state is really bad, but if he doesn't hurry up to water the flowers, he is afraid that time will be too late. After all, the flower of life is the main medicine for repairing the body of the guardian of time. If the right hand of the ancient god is found, but If the flowers haven't bloomed, I'm afraid there will be a lot of trouble.

This limit is difficult to grasp...

Russell had some headaches, but Colin felt happy because he caused trouble for the necromancer. He gloated at the other party's troubles, immorally hoping that Russell would be even more unlucky.

It's just that the result of gloating is his tragedy.

Russell just thought for a while before finding a solution. The arc jumped on his finger, and the mage casually said the words of striking the dragon, "Your claws can't be used, and the claws of other dragons can be used."

Colin immediately felt a thunder strike, and the thunder made him burnt black all over.

It would be a great shame if it was vented under the claws of the red dragon Girod!And not counting other things, just imagining the appearance of Girod grabbing his little brother back and forth, Colin immediately shouted hoarsely, "Russell! How dare you! If Girod is allowed to do it, I will definitely immediately Kill yourself in front of you! What flower of life, go die!"

Russell felt the great repulsion from the Golden Dragon, and couldn't help frowning, "Do you still have a choice now?"

Colin yelled loudly, "Master Colin would rather die than let that bastard Gerald touch him!"

Russell was a little speechless, he couldn't guess what the dragon was thinking at all, the pride of not wanting to kneel down, the anger outburst in the face of severe pain, and the promiscuous and indifferent gesture on the bed, for the male human race With no resistance at all, should it be said that this golden dragon has a backbone, or does it have no backbone?What they did is completely contradictory, or is it that the difference in thinking between the dragon race and the human race is so great?

"Don't you dragons just want to be happy?"

"Then we have to pick the dragon too! The male dragon is disgusting! And it's Gerald!" Colin bared his teeth, looking at the comatose red dragon full of guard and repulsion.

No need to ask, this is probably the existence of a rival in love, who knows how to fight tit for tat on weekdays, at this time, the reason why the golden dragon can't bear to pounce on it and kill the red dragon directly is because of the weakness of the golden dragon...

Russell wanted to understand this, and he had nothing to say to this stubborn and narrow-minded male dragon. He chose between serving the dragon clan by himself, and letting the dragon clan rest for two days to work hard to water the flowers. The necromancer decisively chose the latter .

"That……"

"You can come, why call me Gerald?"

This sentence interrupted the necromancer's words, Russell lowered his head, and the Dragon Clan's face reflected in the black pupils had a natural expression, as if there was something wrong with him if he didn't do that.

The body slumped among the dots of starlight is completely naked, possessing male strength and beauty. Although the undulating curves are not as soft and beautiful as female ones, they also have a strange feeling of stimulating other people's sexual desires, letting others get what they want. Coupled with that handsome face with a natural and frank expression, the contradictions are blended in the same dragon, it is completely impossible to say that it is not tempting.

Not to mention Russell who has already tasted it.

Anyway, today has already lost a lot, so it doesn't matter if you lose a little...

Russell muttered in his heart, and also felt that he hadn't had sex for a long time. The golden dragon is attractive enough, and now he really needs to water the flowers. What's more, this dragon seems to be very satisfied with his body, and the degree of enthusiasm can make people more invested...

Hearty sex, this is really a tempting decision.

The necromancer decided to let nature take its course, and it didn't matter if he was a little tired.

However, did this stupid dragon think that his semen could be squeezed so easily as a magic supplement?Really underestimated his ability.

If he shoots once, he will definitely force this stupid dragon to shoot four or five times, trying to let the flower of life bloom as soon as possible.

Colin was still looking at the necromancer. He really remembered the delicious food that he couldn't get enough of last time. Since Russell asked him to work, it would be too much not to pay him!

Thinking of the temptation of delicious smells he received when he was a little kid, and the torment caused by being able to see and not eat, Colin felt that his blood was in a commotion, and he even tried this joyful flesh twice. There were bursts of emptiness, and he wanted to insert the thing that made him very comfortable, and he would definitely enjoy this terrible pleasure!

But if he knew the necromancer's plan, he would never ask for trouble, and would definitely swallow this terrible proposal.

"All right."

The mage nodded and agreed to the proposal. The seductive fragrance emanating from his body had already restored some of his mana. At this moment, the golden dragon, which needed more mana, was coveted. At this time, the goal was achieved, and Colin immediately gave him a big one. smiley face.

The joyful smiling face full of sunshine shone with light, and the necromancer closed his eyes irresistibly, and directly struck the top of the golden dragon's head with an electric arc.

"Stupid!"

The things of the light department are really eye-catching!

"Hey! Damn it! Damn it..."

"Shut up and work!"

This dragon with beauty and physical strength and no brains at all made the mage couldn't help but want to abuse him severely.

Following the necromancer's scolding, the golden dragon's body was lifted up by an invisible force, flew towards Russell, and sat on the lap of the black-robed mage very considerately.

The bare skin fit closely with the magic robe, and the texture of the fabric didn't make much sense to the rough-skinned and thick-skinned dragons. Russell hesitated for a moment, flicked his fingers, and the vines popped out again.

"Hey! Don't let those ghost vines come over! Otherwise, I won't do it!"

The golden dragon remembered the story between him and the vines that would definitely burst his blood vessels, and the poor fate of those poor people who were tossed by the vines, and directly let his limp body press forward on the necromancer, his chest pressed tightly against the necromancer. on the opponent's chest.

"Since when did you have the right to pick and choose?"

"If you let the vines come over, I will never cum! Even if I suffocate, I won't cum!"

"At that time, do you still have a choice?" What kind of excuse is this to threaten people, is it too naive?

"You can try it!"

Colin stared at the horrific animals that kept dancing and seemed to be in high spirits. Although he didn't need any strength, his muscles were tense and his resistance was written all over his body.

The thinking logic of the dragon race and the human race is really very different... Russell recalled the previous criminal record of this dragon, and then thought about it. Not worth it.

Russell frowned a little depressed. He didn't have any more magic crystals to replenish the magical power that was lost due to accidents. As for the injection of original power... the Golden Dragon almost failed to pass it the previous time. If it comes again, even if there is His control may not be restored in a short time.

The guardian of time is still waiting for him, the flower of life will not bloom if the time is missed, I really can't wait...

Russell really rarely encountered such embarrassing situations in his life, but he encountered it now.

The necromancer weighed it for a long time, and finally found out a pair of thin gloves and put them on in disgust, grabbed Colin's hand, and touched the sagging part with his claws.

Russell has never thought about touching other male genitals, let alone a man's place, even a woman's genitals are rarely touched. goosebumps.

It's just that the strong sense of disgust and discomfort was interrupted by the rapid inhalation of the golden dragon.

The slender fingers pressed the human-shaped claws of the dragon family. Although they were only pressing there, the alluring fragrance from behind enveloped the whole body. Satisfied by power, then only sexual desire remains.

The contact with the skin made the dragon shudder happily, and the direct and naked feeling of the sensitive part being oppressed and held made the dragon gasp in satisfaction.

The feeling of slowly rubbing, even if it was my paws performing the most annoying movements in the past, it became very refreshing because of the delicious breath coming from in front of me and covering my whole body.

Not to mention the pale fingers covering the back of his hand, even wearing thin gloves, it is difficult to prevent the penetration of human body temperature, not to mention the chest close to the chest, which made Colin struggle to straighten his waist, completely pushing the weight oppression on the opponent's body.

"Oh...heavier...turn your wrist...dry, I can't move...hard, harder...yes, touch the bottom...up..."

With a hoarse and provocative voice full of lust, a faint blush appeared on the wheat-colored skin following the mage's actions.