These big shots are actually me

La Zai, who lowered his head, revealed an unimaginable coldness in his eyes.

Pulling aside, he reached for the potion that he had put aside before, and easily opened the bottle seal with a flick of his fingers. The cork, which was made of metal or something else, drew a beautiful arc in the air, then landed in Mozo's field of vision and rolled down the steps.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Mo Zuo always felt that the bottle stopper seemed to be saying to him that you will do the same in a while!

After swallowing, Mozo prayed in his heart that it would be him and not some parts that would fall down like this.

La's other hand gently touched Mo Zuo's cheek. When La's fingers touched Mo Zuo, the latter couldn't help but tremble.

This made La's eyes become colder, and at the same time, the corners of his drooped mouth rose slightly.

La seemed to have awakened to something extraordinary.

The gentle caressing at the beginning also gradually became stronger, but it was not too much, at least it would not turn Mozo's head into a ball of paste.

Feeling the growing strength on his cheeks, Mo Zuo's heart became more and more unsettled. He was worried that his head would be crushed by accident.

A Sequence One physique can definitely do this easily.

"You, are you using a little too much force?"

"Ah? Really?"

"Yeah, yeah. It hurts a little bit."

Mo Zuo, who rested his head on La's thigh, shivered and reflected his feelings.

Then La grabbed his mouth and stuffed the potion directly into his mouth:

"It hurts! It's a rare occasion for me to serve you. How can I impress you if it doesn't hurt?"

Mozuo, whose mouth was pulled and pinched by force, naturally couldn't say anything more, not to mention that his mouth was also pulled and stuffed with magic potion.

The taste of potions is all kinds of weird, but most of them don't taste very good, and no one would change the potion formula just for the sake of taste. That's too stupid. Such people deserve to be laughed at when they die.

But Mozo's potion tastes pretty good from the beginning to now. If it's not too expensive and you can't drink too much.

Mozo would definitely drink it as a drink.

But now facing the sweet taste in his mouth, Mo Zuo didn't dare to swallow it at all. Don't even dare to move.

I'm afraid I absorbed a little more in advance. Although it is only a Sequence Seven magic potion that can be tried without the promotion ceremony.

But Mozo still didn't dare to try in advance, because if he failed here, he wouldn't know when he would be able to escape from La's hands.

Fortunately, Lazai stuffed the potion into his mouth.

He also started singing, and the song he sang made Mozo shudder even more.

Because what he sang was not the "Ode to Light" that Mozo often listened to recently, nor the other elven songs, but the "Elven Elegy" used to mourn the departure of the sun...

Listen to the sad music echoing in your ears. Mozo's forehead was dripping with sweat like it was tied to a water pipe.

Even the skirt she pulled up was quite wet from Mozo's sweat.

In response to this, La continued to pinch Mozuo's mouth and slowly pour the medicine into it as if he hadn't seen it.

Of course, "Elf Elegy" doesn't stop at all.

It must be said that Ra serves as the manager of the elves and as the acting sun. She is extremely good in every aspect, including her voice!

Therefore, even the elegy mourning the passing of the king is mesmerizing to listen to.

But for Mozo, this was not enjoyment but torture.

After all, he was the unlucky king who mourned.

Soon, the potion bottomed out, but La's singing did not stop. Mo Zuo was still pinched by La and pressed on La's thigh.

At this moment, Mozo really wanted to cry.

Obviously this was his favorite enjoyment before, but now he just wants to escape quickly.

Because he had no idea what La would do next.

The "Elf Elegy" sung by Yura himself is still going on, and Mozo can only continue this torturous moment of walking on thin ice.

Finally, La's singing came to an end, and Mo Zuo's slightly relaxed heart also became suspended.

Mozo knew. The big one is coming!

La took out the bottle from Mozo's mouth, looked at it before putting it aside.

Then he looked down at Mo Zuo, who was still pinched by him, and said:

"Oh. Why are you sweating so much? Is there something wrong with the potion? That's really a big trouble!"

After saying that, he used his free hand to open Mozo's eyelids and kept looking at Mozo's eyes. Use this to determine whether Mozo's potion is out of balance.

After turning Mozo's head around like he was playing with a cat or a dog. La finally stopped what she was doing. And he no longer pressed Mozo as hard as he wanted to crush Mozo’s head.

But the hand he was pulling was placed in a more dangerous place - Mozo's neck!

Extraordinaries are transcendent from mortals, but most mid- and low-sequence extraordinary beings are still similar to mortals. So the fatal part is the same.

At least Mozo would definitely not survive if his neck was broken.

Although Mozo felt that La would not really twist his neck, but what if it happened?

As a result, Mozo sweated more on his forehead.

In this regard, La, as an elf who has always been known for his love of cleanliness and even mysophobia, was unmoved and continued to flow.

At the same time, the other hand was placed on Mozo's hair after a brief hesitation, and it was slowly combed.

However, the force of combing is sometimes light and sometimes heavy.

"It seems that you have been promoted smoothly. This is really great."

"thanks to you."

"You really love to joke, I'm just an arrogant elf. How can I give you any luck?"

Mozo didn't dare to speak. He could only continue to rest his head on La's thigh and walk on thin ice.

La sneered and then said:

"You seem to be having a lot of fun these past few years."

After Mo Zuo murmured a few times, he finally did not dare to take up the topic.

Laya continued without thinking of letting Mozo speak:

"It belongs to both the old wolf master and the young wolf master. Oh, by the way, there is also the purple mask of the Wuxiang Courtyard that is said to be the most annoying."

Mozo felt like he was sweating so much that he was dehydrated.

"By the way, your friend is still in Rivendell. I asked Erdalan to take care of the human girl named Audrey. Don't worry, the elves will not lose the food and shelter of a slave."

Because it concerned Audrey, Mozzo finally spoke cautiously:

"Well, thank you very much for taking care of me!"

"Can you not take care of me? The two holy trees protected that human girl."

"Haha, really, that's really Audrey's luck."

"Isn't it? After all, you have such a good relationship with her."

The hand that was combing Mozo's hair also exerted force at this moment, which made Mozo wonder if his scalp was gone.

"I heard that you have a blood pact knight outside? What is his name?"

"Verdani, her name is Verdani! She is a descendant of my former guardian knight."

"Oh, is it passed down from generation to generation? What a story!"

"There is also a girl from the Angel family who seems to be your knight? That Catherine from the Rose family?"

"No, no, it's not Miss Catherine. I'm not familiar with Miss Catherine. The person with me is Miss Jasmine. Miss Jasmine has been ordered by Her Majesty the Queen to protect my safety."

"Ah, that's it! You are so blessed! The three girls are all well-known beauties."

As he spoke, portraits of three girls flew out in front of La. They should have been drawn by someone with extraordinary abilities, so they were no different from real people.

"Oh, she is quite a beauty among us elves."

"Hahaha, they and I are just friends. It doesn't matter whether they are beautiful or not."

"Isn't it a master-servant relationship that allows you to do whatever you want?"

"This is because of helplessness! You have to believe that I don't have any evil thoughts at all!"

"The respected Mr. Purple Mask is actually a great saint!"

Seeing that La still called himself Purple Mask, Mozo swallowed his saliva and said:

"Well, ah, it's still necessary."

"What did you call me? My name is something you, a human, deserve to call out directly? Do you think you are my majesty? Bastard!"

It seems that Ra is not going to admit that he is Thranduil, or that Ra is very angry now!

Mozo couldn't help but swallow more saliva.

He felt that today should be the biggest challenge he had ever encountered in his life.

And he has absolutely no way out!

"You are now the Duke of the North. According to your ancient human laws, you seem to be able to have five guardian knights recognized by the world, right?"

"How about it? Have you found the remaining three or two beautiful knights?"

"Ah, doesn't it happen that the woman named Isabelle has three clones? Why don't you use these three as your new guardian knights? They happen to be beautiful and powerful enough!"

When she said this, La's face was completely forced to smile, and at the same time, her hands directly pressed Mozo's head up and down without making any unnecessary movements.

It seems like there could be a sauce-baked mozo at any moment.

Hearing La talk about Her Majesty the Queen Mozo was a little strange and said:

"No, um, how could Her Majesty Isabelle become my knight?"

As the shadow sun that supports the sun, Ra is extremely familiar with Mozo.

Therefore, from Mozo's tone, La immediately noticed a problem. Isabelle seems to have unrequited love? !

"Given your achievements with Queen Lorraine, this shouldn't be difficult, right?"

"Haha? Do you really understand what vassal means?"

Mozuo was completely confused. His achievements as a vassal would never make Her Majesty the Queen so condescending!

But Mozo's doubts also confirmed La's guess.

La's eyes softened instantly.

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Isabelle has unrequited love!

After understanding this, not only did La's eyes soften instantly, but his hands on Mo Zuo's head also relaxed.

And La even took out a handkerchief from behind and began to wipe the sweat from Mozo's forehead carefully. At the same time, the other free hand slowly and gently combed Mozo's hair that he had just messed up. hair.

Mozo was a little confused by this sudden change and thought it was the calm before the storm.

As a result, he sweated more, and this time he was really about to become dehydrated, because his mouth and skin were obviously pale.

This made La, who provided Mozo with a knee pillow, chuckle and say:

"Don't be so afraid. How could I really do anything to you? My sun."

But Mo Zuo didn't believe it and didn't dare to speak. He could only continue to lean his head stiffly on La's thigh.

La did not explain too much and just continued to take care of Mo Zuo's appearance. Compared with the previous time, the movements were very gentle and gentle.

As time went by, Mozo gradually relaxed his body, and it seemed that he was really not angry anymore? !

After Mozo swallowed again, he moved his neck slightly and turned his face away. La also temporarily stopped his movements and waited until Mozo and his eyes met.

Lacai smiled gently and continued to take care of Mo Zuo's appearance.

Such a reaction made Mo Zuocai really relieved. Although I don't quite understand why.

But it’s really great to not be angry anymore!