Stormwind God

The Queen's eyes circulated: "Of course, our dragons have clear grievances. It is one thing to save me. It is another thing to help the dragons set up an ambush to kill Nesario. The reward is of course! Open! Forget it!"

Alex Staza's emphasis on each word was truly unique.

Duke was going to be crazy.

Saving the queen is already rewarding eternal life. How rich is the reward for killing the deathwing of the dragon traitor?

If it weren't for the image, Duke would slobber now.

Seeing that Duke wanted to throw himself up and kiss himself, Alexstrass pretended to be disgusting: "Hum! I just wanted to be hot with you and was unwilling to look at it. Now I still Come here, no way! "

As soon as he lifted his hand, Duke flew out in a cloud and fell in a hurry.

This is obviously the end of the Queen's intentional hand.

"Her Majesty, can you be so stingy?" Duke said bitterly.

"I like it, I don't want to fight!" Her Majesty raised her chest proudly, her right hand suddenly vacated an ultra-high-temperature fireball, and she had the ability to fight a pain.

Looking at the arch of the queen's proud chest, Duke counselled shamelessly, raised his hands, and surrendered.

it is good! You have **** and you win!

"Hum! How about the courage to punch Nessario's face with a punch?" The queen still looked impassive.

"You are not the enemy ..."

I really beat you, then my benefits are gone.

"Huh! You know it! Looking back, Marigos got tired of Nesario's head, and we'll let you know." Then, the queen turned and dragged away into a red lightning, and flew away .

"Hoo-isn't that all strong women have a good temper? It's exhausting ..." After sending away the Red Dragon Queen, her brain became sober again because of alcohol.

Duke fluttered on the bed, sniffing the body fragrance left by the Queen, and Longwei ...

"Roar--"

This is a direct strike from the heart.

"I rub it!" Duke frightened the whole person from the bed.

"Giggle!" From the distance came the coquettish laughter of a wicked Dragon Queen.

This time, she really left.

"Your sister! Let's not make people live!" In the system test, Duke's bed was judged to be ‘Alex Tassa ’s trap (24 hours)! ’

Duke's eyelids jumped wildly.

After a while of drunkenness, the eyelids jumped from mad jump to fight mode.

Duke didn't bother to change rooms, and fell asleep on the reclining chair.

In a haze, it seemed that someone was rubbing his body.

Familiar footsteps, familiar flavors, Duke's dim head could not tell who it was, but it was certain that it must be someone around him.

It was a very natural sense of security.

Ok? Windsor?

In the dimness, I just felt that the other party seemed to cover himself with a quilt.

Duke grabbed her in one hand and pulled her into his arms.

Well, the familiar hair fragrance is very pleasant.

Windsor still seemed to blame him for spitting a tree and refusing to come over.

But Duke has a big trick: "Dear, don't let me sleep alone on Triumph Night."

Without much consciousness, Duke just leaned on his side and hugged the Jade in his arms like a otaku holding a pillow. Windsor was indeed a wife, and she immediately gave up her struggle.

Just the right body temperature made Duke very comfortable.

"Huh ... huh ... huh ..."

Duke fell asleep.

In his dream, Duke lived a happy life.

He became the child king.

Punch into the Undercity Kindergarten and step on Thunder Bluff Preschool.

A set of "Oh Ola Ola!" Bei Duke punched invincible opponents all over the world.

Then he killed the Dragon Sleep Temple and beat his sister Alekstasak who dared to provoke him.

Hehe hehe!

A horse step forward, left hook and right hook, and the Duke's Dragon Girl is in danger!

Duke flees the Red Dragon Queen with a few punches.

She fled and Duke chased.

I caught up with it, and of course it was Fa-rectification in place.

Haha! Isn't it Dragon Peak?

I rub!

I rub!

I pinch!

Huh?

Wait, what seems to be wrong?

The size is close, but so soft, this is not the dumplings that a well-trained body should have.

...

Duke's drink awoke.

In the dark, he suddenly realized that he was holding a female body.

but……

It is not the gold of Aurelia that radiates dazzling golden light even in the dark, nor is it the same shiny silver that is as bright as that of Windesa.

There is only one person with such hair beside Duke ...

Duke finally couldn't help exclaiming, a look of horror on his face.

"Ilucia !?"

"Huh?" It was a kind of gentle murmur. In the dark room, then the faint light of the magic lamp leaking from the outside of the State Guest House. You can see a faint blush on the side of the girl who turned over. There were still two drops of tears that I didn't know was pain or panic.

However, Duke didn't find out until this moment that the hand of his own mage had firmly caught the dragon's peak (pseudo) in his dream, and then he did not know when he hit three armors. Ah!

The girl's bewildered eyes seemed to be a little clear again.

Ilucia suddenly smiled: "Please don't blame yourself, it's my honor." A soft right hand gently touched Duke's face, and then held down Duke's back of the head, even though she was facing away Duke, however, struggling to extend his neck to Duke's lips, his delicate red lips were getting closer and closer.

Duke could already feel the other side's breath clearly.

Duke fought back hard. "I ... isn't it a bit bad?"

The weak posture of the young lady of the Barov family contains unexpected persistence. The slightly sad eyes have a feeling that I can't help but care, and the weak voice has some kind of redness : "It has nothing to do with power and status, this is just the admiration of a destiny slave to a strong destiny. You can not love me, but you cannot stop me from loving you and admiring you."

Having said that, Ilucia slowly and slowly put on her red lips.

In a state of enthusiasm, a state of devotion to a deity in his heart, like a fanatic, to his lips, or his own.

Duke actually hopes that the morals inherited from Medivh at this moment are still there.

He can smash the sacred light in a grand manner, show his own manners, and refuse.

Unfortunately, no if.

His festival has been gone for a long time. (To be continued.)