"It's a pity! You would like to recommend your own pillow seat, but I don't have that idea! "

Even though he knew that the magician in front of him was only saying these words to provoke and distract him, or that it didn't make any sense at all.

However, as a noble man sung by the bards of the seven-faced world, Nostoa has the rare character of taking any word of others seriously.

These qualities drove him to answer the trash talk of the frivolous man in front of him very seriously.

However, this kind of behavior seems to have made [the old bustard] stunned, and for a moment, he didn't know how to react.

After a second or two, she chuckled.

"No wonder those bards say that brave men are merry and romantic, and they can capture the hearts of girls everywhere they go! It turns out that he is so good at talking, and the slaves who say it want it even more! The brave man's dream of the Spring Festival is short! Let's get in early! Or do you like to play a little wilder!?

"I'm sorry, but I don't know much about what you're talking about, what is wild and what is reserved! I don't have any ideas, I just want to reject you!

Nostoa looked at [the old bustard] scratching her head as if she had nothing to do with her skeletal body, and simply raised her hand.

"Ahhh What did the brave say? It's too heartbreaking! People admire the brave man very much, and want to know every ~one~one~corner~fall~! "

When [the bustard] said the last few words, he deliberately used the ambiguous way of exhaling one sentence at a time, and his white and flawless hands used a special technique to spread over the lower abdomen, chest, shoulders, and mouth of his body like a caressing.

Every time he touches one, the [old bustard] will put on a corresponding way, which makes people think about it.

There is clearly no male assistance beside her, but she acts as if she has been caught and humiliated by countless people.

But [the old bustard] couldn't interfere with Nostoa in the slightest bit.

But there is nothing strange about this

, when he traveled to the entire seven-sided world, the demon army once tried to use hundreds of succubi who had already undergone various development training to tempt him in different ways at the same time.

He didn't hesitate to kill them.

As a brave man who is too strong for women, Nostoia, if he had the kind of desire for women like ordinary people, he would have lost his body long ago.

How can he still be such a virgin now.

In fact, although Nostoa has a special gentlemanly demeanor for women on the surface, he has a desire for women.

It should be said that it is not frigidity, it is better than frigidity.

Even if several girls were naked and rubbing against his body, he didn't think anything else.

Of course, he also felt that he was really cold at one point.

However, it wasn't until after spending time with Chabrolorob that he knew he was wrong.

One night, when he came back from the academy, Chablolob happened to be bathing without any clothes, so he ran out almost naked.

He almost couldn't control himself at that time, so he could only force himself not to look at Chabrolob's body.

That alone wasn't enough, and in order to calm that mood, he even deliberately distanced himself a little bit from Chabrolob for the next two days.

After Chablolob was noticed, he also said "nothing".

So much so that at that time, Chablolob was devastated, and he was really angry and wanted to tempt Nostoa several times

in order to cover himself, but Nostoa could only deliberately show a rather boring facial paralysis expression every time, but in fact, he was trying to calm down his inner restlessness.

In the end, Chablolob finally felt really bored, so he was relieved to do it.

Otherwise, he was really afraid that he would not be able to hold it.

However, this kind of physique that only feels for Chabrololop should be known to Chabrolobub.

She probably looked at him again with a disgusted expression like garbage.

"Gross! That's disgusting, isn't it? What the hell!? "

So this kind of thing is a kind of secret for Nostoia.

So although the [old bustard] in front of him kept scratching his head and making gestures, for Nostoia, he really didn't see anything.

What really caught her attention was the energy that [the bustard] was exuding.

The kind of energy that was like mud, with her in the center, constantly trying to spread to him.

If it weren't for North's control of energy that had reached its peak, he probably wouldn't have noticed the viscous energy that had been trying to spread towards him and devour him.

Ominous, incomprehensible, full of all kinds of pickled desires, like a swamp of energy of desire.

I'm afraid that [the old bustard] has caused countless people to fall by virtue of this thing.

It's no wonder that Nostoa has seen many characters who are obviously heads and faces in the seven-sided world come to the Paradise Capital, and their temperaments have changed inexplicably.

I'm afraid that after seeing the lewd baby in front of me, I was unconsciously swallowed by this energy, and I was degraded into a demon in the color, and I stayed in the lewd paradise to be a cow and a horse for him.

Because the aura emanating from the person in front of him is essentially tempting and depraved

, even if he is well-informed, he has never seen the same substance.

I really had to find someone who might have the same traits, and that was only the unstoppable murderous intent and hatred that Chabrolob had in the past.

If there is no restriction on the [Forbidden Demon Collar] made of the sacred sword of Chabrolob.

Chabrolob walks in a corner, which will make the people who glimpse her face crazy and murderous, and even directly scared to death.

The [Forbidden Demon Collar] is definitely not just a torture tool for Chabrolobub, but also a suppressor for her, suppressing her terrifying aura that makes intelligent creatures unable to get close.

But even with Chabrolob, she couldn't put that aura away freely.

The guy in front of her, when she first appeared, clearly did not have this kind of energy overflowing, and it was not until she wanted to tempt him that this energy poured out of her body like mud.

Sure enough, this kind of thing was only possible as he and Chablorob had guessed.

This is why the [old bustard] in front of him can only glimpse the thread of fate like a filament in his [Dao Breaking True Eye].

Because the great magician in front of him only has half a soul.

"Ahhh Don't you look at the slave so intently, Lord Brave? The slave really can't stand it! Or, don't worry, Lord Brave, the slave will give you a gift first! Almost

without hesitation, [the old bustard] reached under his skirt with one jade hand, made a gentle pulling motion, and pulled the other hand.

A piece of cloth that was already a little water-stained was taken out by [the old bustard].

Needless to say, I also know that it is the fat time of the [old bustard] in front of me.

She really wasn't lying, she was so debauched that she just felt something that ordinary people couldn't understand under the gaze of others.

"Na! Brave Lord! You're going to catch it! This is the original fat time of the slave! You can do whatever you want when you get it! "

[The bustard] threw it in the direction of Nostoia, smiling as if he were really throwing a gift.

This kind of performance also stunned Charlotte Aiti and "Rhubarb", who were watching from the side.

I really didn't expect that there really would be such a lewd woman in the world.

It's just that [the bustard's] kindness Nostoa didn't have the idea of wanting to accept it, he didn't even have the idea of touching it, he just used his palm to turn into a wind blade and cut it off.

"Woooooooooo How can you do this!? It's rare to get that fat time, and the slave likes it a lot! I still want to say, after the brave man runs out, the slave will continue to put it on, and the feeling must be very refreshing! Hahaha! "

[The bustard] stroked his cheek, and his eyes glowed with burgundy, as if he were really fantasizing about the absurd scene.

It wasn't raining, but there was a little watermark on her feet.

This, this, this....

Charlotte Ettidu was about to be stupefied, and she knew that the owner of Paradise was not a good thing at all.

But she also didn't expect that the legendary great magician [Lao Bustard] would be such a woman.

It's like a madman with an incomplete soul.

...

Charlene Otta had been following Chablololop, and before she walked down with Chablololop, she really didn't expect that there was such a large space under the floating island.

Palaces of all kinds, countless treasures, and the number of bones that cannot be counted.

Compared to the huge complex underground, the extravagant gold grotto built on the surface of the floating island resembles a thatched house.

But the strange thing is that such a place, why has it not been discovered for so many years, but it was found by Chabrolob, who has just come to the capital of Lewd Paradise.

And looking at the Chablorob in front of him, he still wore left and right, without any hesitation at all, as if he was walking in his own home.

Actually, Charlene Horta's statement is not wrong, if the successive demon kings are regarded as a continuous inheritance, Chabrolob is actually the same as walking in his own private annex in Lanlos's residence.

However, this does not explain why Chabrolob can walk so firmly here, as if he has really come here countless times.

That's not because Chablolob really came, it's just because Chabrololop was particularly certain about her goal from the beginning.

She didn't come to this place to find some property left to her by the Seventh Demon King.

She really came to find someone.

A man who should have been old a long time ago.

The legend of the seventh brave man who made the seventh demon king willing to die, the former first beauty in the seven-faced world.

In fact, she had thought it was very strange since a long time ago, and the Seventh Demon King was willing to die in order to experience it with the Seventh Brave.

No matter how it sounds, it's more like a poignant love story, not at all like what a demon king should be.

You must know that although the Seventh Demon King is indeed a little special among the Demon Kings of the past dynasties, he likes to insult female intelligent creatures.

But Shabrolob, who has been a demon king and a real demon king's soul coexists, she understands.

If the Seventh Demon King wasn't a strange person like her, then basically he would only have one idea about intelligent creatures other than the Demon Race.

Disgust, endless disgust, disgust to the point of wanting to let this kind of thing howl in front of your eyes, disgust to the point that you can only get pleasure from abusing this kind of thing, disgust to the point that you want to make this thing never exist again.

Such a creature would be willing to run to death just for the sake of just the last woman?

Don't be funny, it's really that simple, where did Chabrolo Lop come from?

The demon king who understands that he will never be able to win the world should surrender as soon as possible.

How is it possible to pass on to the ninth generation?

So the death of the Seventh Demon King may have been processed by those bards who like to brag about it, I don't know how many times.

This has become such a novel story of a lustful demon king who meets true love and is willing to die.

I'm afraid the truth should be here.

This floating island has maintained a defensive barrier since the death of the Seventh Demon King, and has not reappeared for hundreds of years.

and the [Old Bustard] magician who appeared around the same time as the Floating Island.

That guy claimed to the outside world that the floating island he accidentally discovered was also unexpectedly strengthened by getting an opportunity on the floating island.

However, how exactly she controlled the barrier of the floating island, no one knows.

After all, how exactly did she get into the interior of the floating island?

All of this leads to the possibility that [the bustard] is not a floating island that was discovered from the outside, but a floating island that came out from the inside.

And there is only one person who can do this, and that is the seventh brave man who mysteriously disappeared after killing the seventh demon king.

"I'm right! The Seventh Brave!?

Chabrolob looked at the beautiful woman in front of him who had bound herself to the center of the palace with countless binding magic arrays, and told Nostoa and her possible analysis.

Although Chablolob listened to Nostoia's reasoning the whole time, she was just offering a feeling that it didn't feel reasonable.

But isn't it true that intuition is the most important part of reasoning?

That Chablolobub is definitely the most important! There's nothing wrong with that!

It's just that the beauty in front of her doesn't seem to be in a state where she can slowly listen to the reasoning of the two of them.

The way she looks now, she doesn't look good.

The bewitching dark purple lines had taken root in her abdomen, and the erosion was worse than that of the princess who had been sleeping in the temple for hundreds of years.

The black clay-like substance had almost enveloped her whole body, and the holy dress had been eroded into ultra-short erotic clothing, and the eyes that had not been opened for a long time had been occupied by love when they opened again.

The mouth is also extremely strange, and while it is flat and does not fluctuate, it is furiously cocked.

It's as if the left and right faces are no longer the same person.

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