Dark Iron Incident

After being released by Aris, Zorn, who desperately ran to take care of other flowers and plants, was busy working until late in the evening, only to come back in a huff. When he found that the black fire had not disappeared, he was so angry that his nose was crooked, jumping and screaming.Inspector Huo, who had been standing for a whole day, finally understood what he was anxious about, and released a lot of purple fire balls, and then he was able to move forward.

The sharp cone demon who was still screaming and cursing hadn't even gotten close to the small flower garden when he was grabbed by the mouth by the heat, lifted into the air, and fell in front of the World Destroyer.

Looking up at the man's face carved with a knife, the little demon who didn't make any mistakes covered his mouth, and quietly returned to the flower garden to observe the situation of Mies.

Thankfully, in the right soil, these treasures are still very good, not withered, and two new roots have been pulled out, full of vitality.Presumably they also know what kind of crime they have been convicted of, and they hope to slap Zeus severely and see the sun again.

Aris stood beside the tall man and said, "My lord."

He first brought some trivial matters, such as Cenelie and Kanna getting along very well, so he didn't need to worry about it.Afterwards, he talked about some issues that need to be worried: Many monsters turned towards Mount Kelin like a king. They hoped that the Destroyer would accept the Hydra's proposal and ascend to the throne of the Seven Kings to frighten the gods.

Clegane, who still hadn't made up his mind, was noncommittal. In the past, he would not only accept it immediately, but also put on a show and showed off his might.But now...

"By the way, my lord," Aris continued to talk about the news he inquired, "It seems that many gods have begun to publicly blame Zeus, saying that he sacrificed the lives of too many descendants of gods."

"If this is the case, there must be a lot of people who support Zeus."

"Yes, Athena and Artemis said a lot of good things for him."

"In any case, he has cleaned us up and suppressed humans. Those dissatisfied guys are just unwilling to die for the bastards they gave birth to." The brown-haired man lowered his voice, "What about the black iron thing, really Is it delayed?"

"Everyone has different opinions. From the looks of it now...they have indeed restrained themselves a lot. But Lord Carrie Rohe believes that the black iron will not be delayed, and terrible things will happen when it first arrives."

"Is this her prophecy?"

"It's not exact. She said it was just her intuition rather than foreknowledge. Although there is a certain degree of truth, it is very vague, and it is difficult to see who the victim and the perpetrator are."

"……understood."

"Then... my lord, what about the Seven Kings?"

"You go back first and say that I have a lot of personal matters to deal with, and tell them not to come again."

"Okay, my lord."

"...Also, the last time Kenelie said that she wanted to come and play...let her wait."

"Wait until when?"

"Of course I'll pick her up."

The Inspector Fire nodded and returned to the air.

The brown-haired man looked at the busy cone monster in the distance, and said 'childish' to himself for the first time in his heart.He didn't want Kenelie to appear in the forest at all, even if it was his and Zalien's offspring, and he was only a young child, and he didn't want to be disturbed when he was able to monopolize Zalien.

...is naive...

Zalyon wanted to reach out to grab his eyes, only to realize that he couldn't lift his arms.He smelled the smell of fresh fish in the air, and his stomach rumbled to remind him to pay attention to the excessive energy consumption.

"For you, eating is really a big deal."

The man sitting behind and hugging him lowered his head and kissed his side cheek, "What, itchy eyes?"

"...Maybe—cough, cough cough...well...maybe it's almost better..." His throat had never been so hoarse, and Zalien couldn't help but feel ashamed of his debauched shouting all day.

"Perhaps. It's not bleeding anymore."

"Are we on... the wild ice kiln?"

"You know all of this?"

"If I'm not in the palace, I just sit here every day, how can I not feel it."

"Look at your star?"

Zallion turned his head away: "...No, I sealed the forest, I can't see the stars..."

Clegane sidestepped the subject, shifted his arms around him, and reached into his robes, between his legs.

"...You...I-I won't come...! I want to eat...I'm hungry...!"

"Your belly is full and you're hungry?"

"When did I... how... my stomach was empty! When did I eat!"

"My stuff," Clegane said softly, pressing his fingers over the hole.

The person who never thought that the other party would say such a thing was momentarily at a loss for words, and even his neck began to feel hot, maybe his blush could reach his shoulders.

"...digested...digested..." He curled into his robes and muttered in a mosquito-like voice.

"Is it?"

Clegane, who thought he was making a joke of himself, frowned and stuck two fingers in.

"Uh...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." A foreign body sensation came from his body again, and Zalien straightened his waist, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

"Be patient, don't make trouble for yourself." Clegane kissed him, "I'm just cleaning it up for you, it might be a little hot, don't move."

"...Mmm..." Bingzi bit his wrist, his shoulders trembling slightly.

The man's fingers were completely submerged, but he didn't touch anything sticky, and he couldn't find anything to burn.He scratched around strangely, trying to find the remaining muddy fluid, but he didn't realize that his scratching made the child under him harder and harder to bear.

"...I... just tell you... no more... I... woo..." Zalien fell asleep above the ice cave, and his limp little meat stood up again uncontrollably Son, he slapped the man's face aggrievedly, "...I want to eat, eat, I'm so tired...you don't... care about me..."

"I'm not doing it, so take it easy. I really just want to help you clean up."

"Hmm... what are you cleaning up..."

"What I left in it."

"It's all gone!!" Zalian struggled, trying to tear his big hands away.

"Why is it gone?"

"I—that—you—I..." Bing Zi felt that not only his shoulders, but also his chest and abdomen began to flush, and he had to tell the truth, "I feel very... very comfortable...comfortable... just... Sucked... absorbed..."

"..."

Clegane's frowning eyebrows slowly rose, and the breath in his chest gathered again.

"Could it be... no... can't you..."

"Charlie."

"Mm... umm... hmm?"

"Did you do it on purpose?"

"...What are you doing on purpose? You go away!"

Zallion was turned over, and before he could stretch out his hand, he was wrapped in a cloak, only his naked lower body was exposed.While he was crying, what was stuffed into his stomach was not sweet fish meat, but fire dragon meat.

"...you...you...you lied...you lied to me!!"

Zalien had only cried for a while before losing his strength again, covering his trembling erection with fiery hands, rubbing vigorously under the familiar twitching rhythm.The cries of grievance turned into pleasant panting, the tight cloak was untied, and the free hands first supported under him for a while, and then suddenly grabbed the air—the man picked up his upper body, letting him He sat on the thick pile of flesh, leaning back against his chest, bouncing up and down.

Clutching the arm wrapped around his waist tightly, Zalian couldn't even breathe.The man's legs knelt under him, spreading his feet wide open, unable to provide stable strength at all, he could only concentrate his body weight on the interspersed giant, and let it thrash, non-stop jumping.

My own body was shaking violently in the palm of the burning flame, still no liquid was sprayed, but it brought a strong pleasure, causing the ice child to grab his toes, the tunnel tightened for a while, and an excited low cry came from behind, it was no longer Unfamiliar hot water was injected into the abdominal cavity.

After the tinnitus slowly subsided, Zalian heard his brother's voice still wheezing.

"...don't let it flow out... okay?"

Clegane clutched his stomach with a big hand, "Absorb...show me..."

The child who was breathing heavily raised his trembling hand and put it on his belly as well, touching his elder brother's finger.The fiery essence was sucked into the inner wall bit by bit, the cold torso became rosy, and the body temperature rose.Clegane felt that what he was holding in his arms was a piece of warm jade, sucking his hand, not letting him let go at all.After finally absorbing the turbid liquid, Xiaodao still squeezed and sucked the flesh that he didn't withdraw.

Clegane lifted his head and let out a long sigh.He felt that if he continued to do this, he would really be driven crazy by this joy.

"...Sorry...my fault." He reluctantly left, hugged the child who had lost any strength in his arms, and rubbed his belly, "I'll feed you."

Still choked up, Zalien slapped him, but it felt like a touch because of his fatigue.

Holding back his laughter, the brown-haired man bit the lifeless fish fillet and gently put it into the mouth of the man in his arms.The two kissed slowly, and the breath that Zalyon was holding back disappeared unconsciously.

After dawdling for a long time to finish eating, Zalien put his arms around his brother's head, not wanting to end the kiss at all.

The man simply lay on his side and kissed him quietly.The hand on the ice boy's waist didn't have any meaning of love or desire, it just caressed generously, making him make a comfortable purring sound like a small animal.

If he wants to kiss other places, Bingzi will rub his head, continue to grab his mouth, and bite it again and again.

Zallien's skin was still warm, sucking against the surface, and it made Clegane feel like he would hurt and hurt if he pulled his hands away.

Touching the beautiful back, Clegane suddenly had a strange thought, as strong as a tsunami, covering his head and face, making the muscles of his whole body slightly stiff.Maybe... Maybe if you hold this child in your arms and keep doing it, let him cry and drink all his demon spirits, and one day you will be able to conceive your own child.

This thought made his scalp numb, and he sucked hard on his defenseless little mouth, and the soft hum in his ear knocked back his thoughts.

No matter what you do, you won't be able to get pregnant. Don't think about it. If you think about it too much, you will worry yourself.

"...Charlie."

"Hmm...?" Zalyon had already thrown the man down and kissed him according to his liking.He was still very tired, with little strength in his neck, held by Clegane's warm, reassuring hands.

"Where did you put the leaves?"

"……leaf?"

"Blood book."

"..."

Zallion looked up, his expression darkening.

"Don't worry," Clegane stroked his silver hair, "we can get the blood off, huh?"

"……Um……"

"Is it here?"

"Well, in the palace..." Zaarion sat up, trying to ignore the discomfort behind him, "I'll get it for you now."

"It's very late, tomorrow."

"Don't go back to your brother, I can't sleep."

Clegane stroked his little face and kissed him hard: "You will always be my younger brother, and it won't change if you have a blood book or not."

Zalian, who was still uncomfortable, didn't make a sound, leaned against his chest, biting his lower lip.

"If you don't want to sleep yet, I can make you more tired."

"—I—I will die!!"

"Aren't you still very energetic now?"

"Where is it! Look, I can't even move!"

Clegane smiled softly and hugged him: "I just need to move, you don't even have to move."

"I...I want to sleep...!"

"Go back down, or here?"

"Below. It's cold here in the middle of the night. It's not good for your health..."

Clegane hugged him, walked two steps, jumped lightly, and returned to the forest shrouded in night under the fire.