The strongest dragon cultivation system

Chapter 277
"It turns out that all of this was planned by you!"

"It turns out that everything we have done is in your calculations!"

"But, but why did you do this to us? We never harmed you!"

The Holy Maiden of Marsol was crying like a tearful person. Zhou Yang's sudden appearance had dealt her a great blow.

"Are you really not sorry for me?"

"Although I don't need a reason to kill people, I have always been a person with clear grievances and grievances."

"Where were you when this seat fought fiercely against the earth dragon python?"

"Since you abandoned me at that time, don't blame me for being cruel, not to mention I saved you once when you were hunted down by giant mountain elephants!"

Every time Zhou Yang said a word, the face of the Holy Maiden of Marsol became ugly. After he finished speaking, the complexion of the Holy Maiden of Marsol was as pale as death.

What Zhou Yang said was right, the opportunity had already been given to them, but they didn't cherish it and didn't seize it.

She looked at Zhou Yang with a dead face, and muttered to herself without the slightest focus in her eyes: "Then what do you want to do now? Do you want me to be buried on this deserted island that no one knows about?"

"If you want to kill you, you can do it in the underground world. If you bring you here, naturally you are still valuable."

"Also, you should be thankful that you are young, otherwise, you would have died at that time!"

After Zhou Yang finished speaking, he glanced at the bumpy body of Saintess Marsol with deep eyes, which seemed to be some kind of hint.

Saintess Marceau felt uncomfortable with his meaningful eyes.

She naturally understands what Zhou Yang's words mean, but she understands one thing better, Zhou Yang and Ben will not have any good feelings for her, even if she takes the initiative to lean forward, it is just a position of a bed partner slave.

As a Mayan saint, she must keep her innocence all her life, so she simply pretended she hadn't noticed, and turned her head not to look at Zhou Yang's face.

Seeing this, Zhou Yang was quite annoyed, and couldn't help but gritted his teeth secretly: "Hey, you are dying, do you still want to play this hard-to-get trick? Well, since you want to play, then I will accompany you to have a good time." Play!"

His eyes flickered for a while, and he didn't know what bad idea he was thinking.

Most of the day passed in this silent atmosphere.

When the setting sun was setting and the afterglow was gone, a snow-white icy light suddenly shot from the northwest direction.

The speed of the ice light was extremely fast, and soon the Holy Maiden of Marsol could see clearly what the ice light was.

It's just that when she saw the master of the ice light, she couldn't help exclaiming: "Ice crystal angel Selina!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the icy light had already come over the deserted island, and then, under her shocked and dull gaze, landed in front of Zhou Yang who was standing with his hands behind his back.

"Serina has met the master."

Serena, who put away her ice crystal wings, half-kneeled on the ground and saluted Zhou Yang solemnly.

And the "plop" sound from her kneeling was like a boulder falling on the heart of the saint of Marsol, which made her limp and overwhelmed and fell to the ground.

Not caring about the battered Saintess Marsol, Zhou Yang frivolously reached out and lifted Serena's chin, looked down at the beautiful blonde beauty and said, "Maid, you are late."

maid!

When Serena called Zhou Yang "Master" earlier, Saintess Marsol had already realized something. Seeing Zhou Yang's frivolous actions and such an insulting name, she couldn't help but close her eyes in pain. eyes.

Serena's face also turned red and blue.

After several times of training and beating by Zhou Yang, she thought that she had almost adapted to the life of a servant, but when she was really with Zhou Yang and was treated in such a humiliating manner, she still wanted to draw a sword and kill someone angrily.

These days, she can be said to have stole the limelight.

Not only went to the Vatican to meet with the Pope and won the title of "Ice Crystal Angel", but also met a large number of fanatical believers and high-ranking nobles from various countries in several well-known churches, pushing his reputation to a new height.

Now she has suddenly changed from a messenger of God admired by thousands of people to a lowly maid kneeling on her knees for people to play with.

If she can deal with it peacefully, it will be really frustrating.

However, what made Serena even more unbearable was yet to come.

I saw Zhou Yang put his palm down, and put it on her fragrant shoulder, and then grabbed and pulled hard, and her body was pulled into his arms.

Because Serena is wearing the original energy armor, Zhou Yang can't feel the scenery on her chest, but the charming virgin fragrance on Serena's body makes him very interested, and he can't wait to stick out his tongue to taste it. some.

As if sensing Zhou Yang's thoughts, Serena's body shivered involuntarily, and goosebumps all over her body.

She resisted the desire to push Zhou Yang away, and reminded in a trembling voice: "You said you would not force me, you promised."

"Well, did I say that?" Zhou Yang looked at the beauty playfully and asked.

From his eyes, Serena saw a dangerous aura.

She gritted her teeth and nodded, "Yes, you said so."

This answer undoubtedly made Zhou Yang very angry. He couldn't help letting go of the beauty in his arms, and ordered in a cold voice: "Take off the armor!"

Serena was tempted to say "no."

But the Frost Sword vibrating behind her was reminding her of what would happen if she disobeyed the sword master's order.

"Yes." She let out a mournful cry of grievance, and with trembling hands, she took off the silver-white battle armor on her body, revealing the white silk shirt she was wearing underneath.

Staring fiercely at Serena's angelic face, Zhou Yang said with a gloomy expression, "I said I wouldn't force you, but I didn't say I wouldn't punish you. What happened last time, you thought you would be punished." Is it that easy to settle?"

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the silver lightning with the thickness of his thumb turned into a whip and lashed towards Serena.

Zi~zi!
There is no "pop" sound after whipping people, but the effect of lightning whip whipping people is incomparable with leather whips.

Almost every time Zhou Yang whipped, Serena's body would twitch.

After Zhou Yang whipped [-] whips, Serena fell on the ground limply, and there was a scorched smell of burnt fur all over her body.

His hair, which was originally like a golden wave of wheat, has now turned into a burnt yellow like tobacco, messy, no different from a chicken coop.

"This is your punishment for fighting against the master. Next time you dare to do this, I will let you taste the fire."

Glancing coldly at Serena, who was foaming at the mouth, Zhou Yang waved his hand, and he pulled out the Frost Sword and threw it into the hands of the Marsol Saintess who was stunned by what he had just done.

"You have only one choice, and that is to become the sword slave of the Frost Sword. Otherwise, I don't mind enjoying your tender body on this desert island, and then turning this place into your burial place."

This is the reason why he kept the Holy Maiden of Marsol, otherwise he would have killed this woman who knew his identity with one claw.

(End of this chapter)