League of Legends Millennium Warlord

The night wind in the Nokmochi Plain is always accompanied by the singing of insects and birds, and the stream softens under the diffuse starry sky, taking away the irritability and lowness of the heat and noise.

Many visitors were intoxicated in the night of the emerald collar, and since then, as strangers from a foreign land, they have stayed in the soft green emerald and cannot extricate themselves.

No matter how gentle a hug is, it is difficult to comfort a broken heart.

A man's pain will only bloom quietly when there is no sound.

Zilam hugged his legs in a daze, and sat quietly beside the beautiful Ben Milky Way,

The brook is flowing like a silver bell, crisp and melodious,

The woman beside him has left quietly, and the man feels even more lonely after losing his last company.

Deliberately went to the arena to see the divine sword that fell from the sky, and witnessed with his own eyes that his wife was chosen by the gods to become the winged god of heaven. How could Zilam fail to recognize that it was the divine sword of his wife Mihira.

The whereabouts of his wife are still unknown, but his wife's sword has found him and his daughter. The cause and effect contained in this is beyond the imagination of a man.

"Mihila, since you chose to abandon me, why did you come to me and disturb my life with my daughter..."

The moonlight spread softly on his face, healing the earth that had been scorched by the bright sun for a day. The bewildered man searched for the answer in the sparkling light, but found nothing except the cold dark light.

Even the daughter was dragged to bed by the lord, and after Trisili also left, the man at this moment felt completely alone.

In loneliness and helplessness, the man bowed his head.

"Myhila..."

...

It is said to be bedtime, but it is not. For the lord, it is just to rehearse in advance, teach some necessary knowledge, and let the angel sisters get familiar with intimate contact with themselves by the way.

In order to grow a gourd baby in his own farmland in Emerald Collar, Lester did everything possible,

Over-irrigating farmland, applying various high-grade chemical fertilizers, plowing three times a day day and night, and even old men dragging plows, fertilizing upside down, bulls pulling carts, Armstrong's merry-go-round, and roller crows flying poisonous chicken soup in blue bully suits...

I tried all kinds of methods, and the crazy man who was pushed to the extreme even applied magic and rune power to the seeds of life, so that the field had a completely different fertilization experience under safe conditions.

The man has also accumulated a lot of useless farming experience for this. Even so, nothing can be grown in the fertile field, and it is so barren that the great Lord of the Demon Face does not have a suitable heir to this day.

If it weren't for the consideration that he hadn't completely transcended the vulgar and bound mind realm of mortals, Lester even wanted to try with Shia who hadn't turned into a human form to see if he could have Dandan, so that Dandan could become the heir of the emerald collar, Completely shut down the mouths of those idiots who are worried that if they say nothing, they will be gone.

Since mortals can't do it, Leicester will naturally consider that it is because Elena's too powerful rune power has stifled the possibility of his own creation and birth of life, so the man turned his idea on the angel sisters with demigod bodies.

If it is a spouse with the same power level, maybe the minimum heir can be obtained.

The man thinks this way, and naturally he will not take the pure girl who is still a mortal as his own when he is about to retire. As long as the girl touches the divine sword with a pure body and obtains the power of the star spirit, then she can Just try to give birth to a little angel, how can the duck fly when it reaches the mouth?

Based on such considerations, what happened in the lord's mansion was not as depraved and corrupt as Gu Lian's father imagined, but extremely pure

Speaking of which, the man just used the empathetic shadow assistant Evelyn to teach the two sisters a few lessons in advance, so that the two girls could understand in advance what they would lose after becoming gods without desires and desires, and let the girls have confidence in what they trusted. The man put down all his heart and body defenses.

In general, it is to shape the two sisters into the shape you want without irreversible deformation of the angel sisters.

A man who knows this well will naturally not restrain himself because of some hypocrisy. Only by deepening the human imprint of the two sisters with more intimate behavior can they better resist the divine erosion from the protoss.

This is a battle between man and god, and the battlefield is the body and spirit of Kyle and Morgana.

Knowing the virtues of the protoss, the man will never allow the righteous protoss to take away the treasures and weapons he has cultivated for more than ten years, and victory cannot be won with morality, and despicableness does not matter, just to achieve the goal, it is enough to use any means.

Therefore, this month's time is to let all the forces in Runeterra understand that the Emerald Leader will have two powerful guardian angels, and let the two girls understand their responsibilities as the guardian and lord woman of the Emerald Leader.

As for what to do specifically, out of fear of Ryze, the man naturally activated the magic circle to isolate and detect, making the unscrupulous people who wanted to spy look at the black and sigh, and pressed F11 for the dark priest who opened the shady scene.

Unfortunately, some things are destined not to be kicked away.

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A month passed quickly, and the Lord Selection Ceremony of the Excalibur in the Emerald Collar was about to be held.

It was just dawn.

In a large manor built in the woodland in the outer city to entertain VIPs, he finished 500 push-ups at once. The shirtless Kraken got up from the ground sweating profusely, and looked away from the quiet and beautiful path. , wiped the sweat with a towel around his neck.

Except for the remote location, there is nothing wrong with this manor. There are all meals and lodging available. The caring emerald lord of the magic face even prepared a charming night hall beauty to serve the bed, making the guests feel at home. satisfaction.

Although Kraken would not accept close contact with women other than his wife Nalia, he was still satisfied and admired by the jade collar's one-stop service.

In his opinion, this is the way of hospitality that Demacia should learn, instead of arranging a dry white house to deliver some oily milk and bread every day, and then stupidly saying, "Demacia's justice does not allow darkness to breed." ! '.

As Demacia's envoys, Kraken, Oren and others naturally have a unique status, and it is expected that they are placed in the manor, but it seems that there are not only Demacia's envoys in the manor.

In this VIP manor, there are also the emissaries of the Immortal Bastion, the emissaries of a certain warlord in Shurima, the Baru sea beast priests, and even two yordles.

Kraken was amused at the thought that he would be the guest of honor with the yordles.

I'm afraid there is no second lord in this world who treats those short men as guests.

The preference of the magic face lord Leicester is really unique.

Hearing footsteps behind him, Kraken didn't need to turn his head to know that a Noxian who liked to test others was coming.

This mustache, what is it called dead egg? General Oren casually mentioned something yesterday. He happened to be in a state of drunkenness. He must not miss this rare opportunity to relax, but he couldn't remember the name clearly.

"Mr. Kraken, you are exercising again. You are really energetic. Are all Demacians as healthy and energetic as you?"

Stendhal was wearing pajamas with his arms around the beautiful woman in the nightclub, obviously just having a little fun from nature.

Naturally, he would not expose the little pleasures between men, Kraken politely nodded to the woman who was obsessed with his body, and chuckled lightly.

"Big dead... my lord, it's just a habit, it's not very dynamic."

For Kraken's strong and beautiful body like a sculpture, it is impossible to say that he is not envious, but...

Damn it, what the hell is Mr. Sidan?

This guy didn't remember my name clearly, did he?

The corner of his mouth twitched, Stendhal took his hand from behind the accompanying maid, and stared at Kraken meaningfully.

There is such a strongest swordsman.

This Demacia will end sooner or later.

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