Lone Wolf of the Freljord

"What to do..." Lothar began to hesitate.

The strength of Samira's spiritual body is far from comparable to that of Lothar. Although she is pressing Lothar at this time, he can subdue Samira at any time as long as he wants.

"Should she lock her up with necromancy now or force her to calm down... But this might interrupt her qi awakening..." Lothar weighed the pros and cons, "It would be a pity if she failed to awaken her qi... This There are not many people in the world who have Qi..."

"Forget it, it's just a spirit body anyway." Lothar finally decided to keep Samira's qi. If she misses this opportunity, Samira may not be able to awaken her anger in her life.

Lothar exerted a little force and directly overturned Samira's whole body to the ground. The two's body odors were turned upside down.

"You are so lucky that you awakened your qi so easily. Better luck is that you met me." Lothar pressed Samira's shoulder. This woman has been completely dominated by her own qi, and now she can only be controlled by her own qi. desire to vent.

Lothar carefully perceives the attributes of Samira's "chi". Although he doesn't know what kind of chi, it must be a rather violent chi.

"It seems that there is no way to pity the fragrance and the jade." Lothar sighed, and he didn't give Samira any foreplay. The thick things were rudely stabbed into Samira's body without any lubrication.

"Ah ah ah!" Samira screamed wildly. She kept drooling, and she looked crazy like she had contracted some kind of disease. Her hands were scratching Lothar frantically. It was half scratched.

Lothar smiled wryly and moved his body. He likes to be gentle. Such rude behavior is not to his taste, let alone with a woman who has no feelings for it. Fortunately, Samira's body is very tight after training. In fact, although Samira brought Lothar the pain far outweighed the pleasure, it was barely able to go on.

Lothar couldn't help looking enviously at Darius and Quileta who were still in love in the lake. They couldn't see Lothar and Samira, and they were completely immersed in the joy of love.

Compared with the gentle village there, Lothar is like a Shura field. Samira used her nails and teeth to constantly attack Lothar, but at the same time her legs were tightly wrapped around Lothar's waist, and her **** was high. He pouted, not so much that Lothar was hitting her, but that she was hitting Lothar from bottom to top, and her expression was half grim and half enjoyment.

"How could I encounter such an unfortunate thing..." Lothar's face was almost scratched by Samira, if he hadn't pressed down on Samira's shoulder, his nose might have been bitten off by her.

In fact, Lothar can summon some skeleton hands and the like to contain Samira, but she is in the critical period of awakening qi, and her qi is a violent attribute. Lothar is afraid of excessive suppression and directly gives her qi Overwhelmed, so let her abuse herself.

"Fortunately, this is in a dream, and it is a spiritual body." Lothar couldn't help but think, there will be no consequences for the relationship between the spiritual body, it will not leave any traces on the body, and it is impossible to get pregnant, Lothar There is no psychological burden to do it, just pretend that Samira has had a relationship with her **** once.

Lothar also didn't touch Samira's chest and butt. Although they looked very tempting, Lothar was not sure if Samira would retain her current memory. He didn't want to be used by Samira for this reason afterwards. With a hard knock, it's really possible for a woman like Samila to do such a thing.

"I haven't gone to Mo Teng, and this is what happened." Lothar began to feel that tonight's action would not be so smooth, he looked at Samira's frantically shaking wheat-colored milk meat, and said, "I hope Kalista's side is better than me..."

...

Calista threw the seventeenth spear.

Vladimir had no particular desire to hide. He let more and more spears pierce into his body. Although he felt a little pity for the coat made of virgin blood on his body, he still didn't want to approach him at all. Calista.

"Painful Wraith..." Vladimir looked at Kalista with a smile. He had no interest in the female undead in front of him, and he was not interested in anything without flesh and blood. Their bodies There is no fragrance of blood in it, and it is extremely boring.

Vladimir silently watched Kalista repeat the motion of throwing the spear.

"This is the case with the dead." Vladimir looked at Kalista's behavior indifferently, "Repeating the obsessions of her life, lifeless passion and change, as long as I stand still, she will think that It hurts me so that no other action is taken."

Vladimir is very patient, waiting for the undead to consume all the black fog and then disappear. The black fog is more important to the undead than the air is to humans. Humans can hold their breath for a while. It can't exist at all, Vladimir just needs to wait for this female undead to dissipate by herself, and it won't alarm anyone.

But when the thirtieth spear was inserted into Vladimir's chest, Kalista's movements changed.

She reached out and gave Vladimir a firm grip.

Vladimir's eyes were shocked, and he looked down at the spears in his chest. Those spears seemed to come alive, and they started to move by themselves.

"Not good!" Vladimir realized that he was careless, and he hurriedly wanted to trigger blood magic and turn it into blood to avoid Kalista's attack, but unfortunately, Vladimir was not Vastaya, even if No matter how strong his magic is, he inevitably needs casting time.

But in such a short moment, Vladimir was already too late.

Thirty spears were pulled from the air by Kalista, the barbs on the spearheads sank into Vladimir's flesh and blood, and then they were all pulled out fiercely, with the power of the undead's infinite resentment directly killing Vladimir. The entire torso was torn apart, leaving countless extremely horrific huge wounds.

"Cough! Cough!" Vladimir's body fell to the ground, he coughed up blood, he was like a punctured water balloon, the excess blood flowed from his body and spread to the ground, human beings It is impossible to have such a blood volume. Vladimir's blood alone is enough to fill a large water tank.

Kalista lowered her head and looked at Vladimir dumbly. She wondered why this guy could still move, but her sanity still didn't allow her to think so much. She faithfully continued to execute Lothar's order, and took out another one. A new spear, intending to stick it until the **** man dies.

But Vladimir's body suddenly sank, his body sank into a pool of blood, and the countless blood quickly crawled away from the place like a wriggling swarm and disappeared without a trace.

Calista stood there in confusion: "Is he... dead, a living person... how can he be considered dead?"

Kalista pondered hard: "Well... he has turned into a pool of blood... he should be dead..."

After thinking about it, Kalista nodded slightly. She looked back at Dorosa's body with her eyes closed, and the slender undead figure disappeared into the black mist.

The large pool of blood swept through the soil and sewers, and came to a small courtyard of a residential house in a hurry.

The pool of blood changed back to Vladimir's shape again, his face was pale, and he shook his head with a wry smile: "It's really careless, that undead is not simple, it seems that my comfortable days have passed for too long, my perception of danger is Has it degenerated..."

Vladimir didn't have any displeasure on his face, he just squeezed his chin: "That female undead... Has Lothar already been able to drive such a powerful existence? It's interesting, I really hope he can join Black Rose, but It has nothing to do with me."

Vladimir had lost his original interest in Lothar, no matter how strong he became now, he was no longer the sweet apple full of blood magic.

"Hey! Who are you! Why are you in my house?" A woman's voice came from behind Vladimir, and before he could turn around, he was hit **** the back of the head with a stick.

"It's rude to attack a person you've never met, ma'am." Vladimir turned around gracefully, he snapped his fingers lightly, and the woman's body suddenly burst open, and countless lively and warm Blood was sucked into Vladimir's body.

"How do I go back and deal with the pale lady?" Vladimir thought lazily, "Forget it, I'm not alone in the black rose... Hehe..."

Vladimir wasn't worried that the plan to assassinate Darius would fail because of him, Lady Pale was never one to put the stakes on one side, she always had a back-up to make sure that every plan she made was done. Has the highest win rate.

"Lothar, even if you beat me back..." Vladimir smiled and watched the woman in front of him turn into a mummified corpse, "You still won't feel well in that dream tonight..."

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"Why doesn't this girl have an orgasm... My waist is starting to get tired... Change my posture..."

—Lothar

Chapter five hundred and forty seventh dream advance

"Vladimir seems to have failed." Elise smiled tenderly, gently scooping down a small piece of pudding with the spoon in her hand, "Is there a good show to watch next?"

"Vladimir is very strong, but he's too casual. I'm not surprised whether he succeeds or fails." Madam Pale said calmly, "He's just the first assassin, you know, I never There will be no excuses.”

Elise squinted her eyes: "Then I have to take a good look at your last move. I don't always have the opportunity to see the full picture of the pale lady's conspiracy."

"Then take a good look." The pale lady stroked the skull with her fingers, "you won't be disappointed."

...

For the first time, Lothar felt that being with a woman was such a nuisance.

Even long, long ago, Lothar didn't feel so bad when she was raped by an Ascendant with a **** worm's head, Samira was a beast who didn't understand the beauty of love and just followed the urge of awakening. Forcibly **** with Lothar.

In the end, the battle between the two ended with Samira's syncope and Lothar's horrific astral state tormented by her.

"I finally got her down... I swear I'll never do it with a woman who is awakening..." Lothar summoned the black mist to repair her and Samira's spiritual bodies, thinking with lingering fears, " I'd rather go do it with a tauren...it's exhausting..."

After repairing the spiritual body, Lothar dressed herself and Samira, and then looked into the lake. Darius and Queretta were finally done. The two embraced and enjoyed the afterglow of love.

"This spring dream is really long enough." After Lothar recovered, he boredly watched Darius and Queretta talk to each other, discussing their future, how many children they were going to have, how many children they were going to move. Where to live, etc.

"They would never have imagined at this time that their future son would die on the battlefield, and their future daughter would kill Quiletta..." Lothar sighed a little inwardly. The world is unpredictable, and no one can know what the future will hold. , Even the giant gods who overlook the earth in the sky cannot predict the future changes of civilization on the earth.

Lothar's sentimentality did not last long, as Darius' dream had finally changed.

A red cloth covered the sky and slowly fell, covering the entire forest. When the red cloth completely sank into the ground, it turned into a red robe behind Darius' armor, and it squeaked in the wind.

Lothar looked around, and in addition to the unconscious Samira, Tyrone finally appeared.

His spiritual body was dim, and it was obvious that Vladimir's attack had damaged him badly.

"Are you all right?" Lothar released a black mist to heal Talon.

"It's okay..." Tai Long's voice didn't sound very good, very weak, "What the **** is going on?"

"It's hard to explain it for a while." Lothar said while healing, "The attack came from outside the dream, but it was resolved by me, and Samira fainted because of it, but it's okay, maybe it will be in a while. wake up."

"Well..." Tyrone didn't ask much, he was a knife, and the knife didn't need to have too many problems, he immediately suppressed the doubts in his heart and focused on the task, he looked at the town in front of him, "Besilico ."

"Yeah." Lothar carried Samira on his back and observed the dream that he had seen once last night. Darius led his army to the betrayal city of Besilico, and the Noxian army methodically moved towards it step by step. Approaching.

"Little troublemaker, little follower." Lothar chanted the spell, and a small ghost appeared in his hand, which he handed over to Talon, "As originally planned, Samira and I stayed with Darius to protect He is not invaded by nightmares, you immediately go to Besilico to find the source of the nightmare, and use this little ghost to contact me as soon as you find it."

Tyrone nodded. Although he was a little surprised by the strange magic used by Lothar, he immediately moved into action. His figure was as fast and vigorous as a white gull cruising across the sea, surpassing the marching Trifali Legion, all the way to Besili. Branch ran wild.

"Noxus' assassins are reliable, talk less and be diligent." Lothar is beginning to understand why Noxus is rich in assassins. The system of this country makes it a paradise for soldiers and assassins, Noxus The resulting soldiers and assassins are well-trained and highly disciplined individuals.

Except for a female mercenary who was sleeping soundly on Lothar's back.

Lothar came to Darius with Samira on his back, and he walked silently alongside Draven and Tamara.

"It's like a lifetime." Lothar looked at Darius' resolute profile, "What is he thinking at this time? He is about to become an enemy of the woman he loves, it's a bit painful... But I also I don't have the right to say that he is..."

Thinking of this, Rosa couldn't help but sigh deeply.

"Um..." Samira woke up with a moan from behind.

"You finally woke up." Lothar said, "The dream has changed, do you still have the strength to fight? The nightmare should be coming soon."

Samira shook her dazed head, she lay on Lothar's back for a while, and then suddenly said: "You actually take advantage of others' danger"

Lothar's eyebrows trembled: "I'm here to save you, okay?"

"Put me on the ground and do it for a while and ask me to save me, are you the kind of pervert quack who specializes in deceiving young women?"

Lothar felt that if he didn't explain clearly, Samira would directly shoot himself in the back of the head: "You calm down first, it's like this..."

Samira was surprisingly patient this time. After listening to Lothar's words, she asked suspiciously: "You mean that I have awakened a magical power that can make me stronger. I am now a mage?"

"No, it is a power that belongs to magic but is not magic. The specific effect varies from person to person. You will only know after you experiment and **** for yourself." Losar said, "If I didn't do it at the time, you would have You can't get that kind of power."

"Your words are really not convincing at all." Samira said coldly.

"Why did I lie to you that you thought it was a very comfortable thing to do with you?" Lothar mocked, "Even if you kneel and beg me, I will never do it with you again."

"You're not afraid that I'll just smash your head into scum."

"If you can do it, please, I'll take it for granted." Lothar said indifferently.

Samira pondered for a while and said, "Put me down."

After Samira went to the ground, she moved and checked her body: "It seems that she has more strength than before..."

"If I lied to you or not, you will know for yourself." Lothar said, "If you find out that I lied to you, or if you think that it is better to exchange power with a **** that does not affect the body, it is better to trade at a loss, you are welcome. Come to me for revenge anytime, you mercenaries are not the best at doing this."

Samira looked at Lothar meaningfully, her intuition told her that the man in front of her did not lie to her, and her memory also told her that when she was doing it by the lake, the expression of this man's real enjoyment never showed for a moment. .

"Am I doing well?" Samira asked bluntly, without any embarrassment.

"Not good." Lothar said honestly.

"That's great." Samira smiled at Lothar.

"What good?"

"You don't feel good about me, but when I **** you, it's very cool." Samira showed a bold and smug smile, "And what kind of 'qi' was prostituted for nothing, the old lady made a lot of money, hahahaha!"

Samira patted Lothar on the shoulder and followed the marching troops with a refreshed look, leaving Lothar with a messy face.

"It seems..." Lothar thought carefully, "It's really my loss!"

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Never think you can take advantage of a desert woman.

- Shurima saying

Five hundred and fortieth eight chapters Samira's gas

"If you **** me once, then the favor I owe you will be written off." Samira casually said to Rosa while checking the bullets in the barrel.

"That's not good, didn't you say you're cool?" Lothar wouldn't let Samira take advantage of him in vain, "and I also woke you up, so you still owe me two more favors. ."

"It's not refreshing for you man to be so fussy about it." Samira shook her big scorpion tail, "I've never seen it before."

"I've never seen such a rude woman like you." Lothar sarcastically mercilessly said, "When you know how strong you are when you wake up, it won't surprise me that you are so excited to kiss my toes. "

"Why do you like people kissing your toes so much, you have a quirk." Samira put the gun back in the holster, looking sloppy, "Okay, the debt is not too much, if you say that what you said is really so angry It's amazing, it's nothing to owe you a few more favors."

"You'd better do what you say." Lothar said.

Samira put her arm on Lothar's shoulder, and threw a wink at Lothar with the one eye she had left: "Why don't you spend a favor with me now? Okay."

"No, it's really not a pleasant memory to be with you." Lothar categorically refused.

"What? I'm not tight enough or can't twist"

"You're not gentle enough." Lothar pushed Samira away, "Listen, we only had **** once, it's like having an affair with each other, there's no intimacy."

"Got it." Samira pretended to be regretful and sighed, "I thought I finally met a good and powerful man."

Lothar did not continue this topic with Samira, he was only interested in the qi awakened by Samira, he pointed forward, the dream had already progressed until Darius walked under the gate of Becilico and started to confront Queretta Negotiated: "I originally wanted me to deal with the nightmares of Quileta and Infertia. You are here to protect Darius, but since you are awakened, let's try to see if you can stimulate it by fighting."

"Even if I'm not awake, I don't want to do protection work." Samira said fiercely, "Last time I was so embarrassed by that **** daughter who killed her mother, this time I must find my way back."

"What the **** are you mad at with a person in a dream..." Lothar shook his head, "But don't be too reckless, everyone's anger is different, and you may not be able to figure it out in this battle. "

"If you can't figure it out, treat me like you're lying to me."