Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse.

Under the dim light, Wu Heng looked at the exaggerated bust with a bit of obsession.

The outer armor and chest binder concealed its size.

"What are you doing!" Xilagui hugged her chest with both hands.

"So beautiful." Wu Heng continued to kiss her lips gently, along her lips to her neck, and then down little by little.

Wu Heng gently held the tip of her penis, and Xilagui moaned softly, her body becoming hotter and hotter.

Holding the other's hair, he whispered, "Wu Heng, is this okay?"

Wu Heng raised his head and looked into the other person's eyes, "Xi Lagui."

"what!"

"say you Love Me."

"How can I ask for that?" Xi Lagui blushed, but still whispered, "I love you."

"I love you too."

Wu Heng continued to move down to his lower abdomen. Xi Lagui held his cheeks and said, "If it's not possible below, isn't the top enough?"

Seeing that the other party was serious, Wu Heng did not force it.

Kiss each other's red lips again and rub the heavy object in front of you.

……

late at night.

Xi Lagui returned home carefully. The moment she turned on the light, she saw Shi Yali sitting on the sofa waiting for her.

"Hey~! Why haven't you slept yet?" Xilagui asked first.

Shi Yali glanced at her and said, "Sent him to Netale City? He was gone for such a long time."

"I went back to the association's study to deal with some documents. He went back early." Xilagui straightened her chest.

Make your words sound more credible.

Shi Yali stood up, walked around her, then pinched Xi Lagui's chin and looked left and right at the clear red mark on her neck.

"It's all over your neck. What will happen if other people in the association see you tomorrow?" said Shi Yali.

There is no need to say more now.

My sister was taken down by the other party. Judging from the location of the kiss mark, the armor and top were gone at that time.

Xilagui touched her neck and said calmly, "It will be ready tomorrow morning. I'll go take a shower. You go to bed first."

After saying that, he walked towards the bathroom.

In the bathroom.

Xilagui soaked in the bathtub, slowly breathed a sigh of relief, touched the marks on her neck, took out a bottle of medicine, and drank it.

This kind of trace will disappear tomorrow morning, so there is no need to worry.

But when she recalled what had just happened, her face immediately turned red.

Squeak~!

The bathroom door opens.

Shi Yali walked in wearing a scarf.

Xi Lagui said unhappily: "You have to wash while I wash."

"What's the matter? We used to bathe together when we were little." Shi Yali also entered the bathtub and sat behind Xi Lagui.

He gently pulled Xilagui into his arms and said, "Time flies. You have grown up and have someone you love."

"We were born together, okay?" Xilagui muttered, and then said, "Human life span is short, I don't know what will happen in the future? What if he... Oh!"

Shi Yali hugged her sister and whispered, "He is already very powerful. He reached level 50 before the age of 18. His life span has increased. Maybe he can really become a hero. We can all benefit from it."

Xilagui muttered, "You trust him too much. A hero needs fame. There are so many people waiting in line for publicity in the association. How can he get a chance?"

"There is still hope. Hasn't he brought us enough miracles? I will believe you if you say he will become a hero tomorrow." Shi Yali said with a smile.

"You are becoming more and more abnormal."

Shi Yali smiled, hugged her sister, and grabbed the heavy object on her chest, "Does he like you here the most? I heard that men like this."

Xi Lagui was shocked and hugged her chest, "What nonsense!"

"Tell your sister about it. You told me everything when we were little."

Xilagui was a little shy, but still whispered: "I think I like it very much."

"How do you like it?"

"It took a long time to eat."

……

There was a light mist in the early morning air.

The residents of the island got up early and started their busy day.

Amid the crowd, a newspaper seller was riding a bicycle through the streets, with a green package full of newspapers hanging on the seat.

The newspaper seller stood at a fixed intersection, raised the newspaper in his hand and started shouting loudly.

"Newspapers for sale. The latest newspapers. Treasure Island plans to popularize electric lights among residents. Short stories. The disappearance of the deacon in Netalai City. ... The quantity is limited. Come and buy them."

"The quantity is limited, first come first served..."

The shouting made the already noisy street suddenly quiet.

Everyone looked over there in unison, with surprise and suspicion in their eyes.

"Electric light? Is it the kind of street light you use at night?"

"You're planning to give this kind of tool to ordinary people? The island owner is crazy."

"The case in Neitalei City has indeed turned out to be a story. This is providing material for the owner of Wuheng Island."

"Has the island owner returned? Why are there so many big news?"

If it were an ordinary newspaper, people would just be more interested in the serialized stories.

And this time, there is obviously more than one big news.

In an instant, the crowd gathered around.

The news also spread on the island, and more and more people gathered at the newsagent's location to buy the first issue of the newspaper.

……

Golden Sail Tavern.

Over the past half month, the popularity of the pub has begun to wane.

The residents' enthusiasm was not as great as it was at the beginning, partly because many bards were performing for free under the street lights.

Although these people are not of high level, they may not speak as well as the tavern bard.

The key point is that it does not waste daytime and it is free.

Now, only when the story reaches the most critical moment, will there be more patrons sitting in the tavern, waiting to know the real murderer in the story for the first time.

The resident bard will reduce the storytelling time to only three times a day.

If you want to listen to the story, just come according to the time.

The rest of the time, it's just business as usual.

One morning.

The bartenders were cleaning the store when they suddenly heard a noise coming from outside the door.

Someone opened the door and looked out, and saw a large crowd of people rushing towards this side.

With a little excitement on their faces, they were talking about something to each other.

"Boss, it's bad, the crowd is coming." The bartender turned around and shouted.

The boss hurried downstairs and looked outside the door.

He walked out quickly and blocked the door. "Everyone, what's going on?"

"The new issue of the newspaper is on sale, don't you know about it, boss?"

The boss nodded. "According to the time, it is indeed the time for newspaper sales, but it shouldn't be like this, right?"

One of them said, "This issue's story is 'The Disappearance of the Deacon of Netale City'. Come on, let the bard tell the story."

As he said that, he pushed the boss away.

They rushed into the pub and filled all the empty seats.

The bartender immediately hung a closed sign on the door.

The boss yelled, “Go get Mr. Saban.”

……

Not long after.

The bard Saban walked in from outside, wearing brocade clothes and with a rosy face.

He bowed to everyone around him and said, "Good morning, everyone."

"The latest newspapers are on sale today. Mr. Saban, please tell us more!"

"Yes, you are concentrating on the stage play, but this report cannot be delayed. We love to listen to you."

"Mr. Saban, let's get started!"

Saban listened to the chaos and confusion with a smile on his face. You have to know that when he first arrived on the island, he couldn't have imagined that this matter would become so popular.

He walked up to the platform and signaled everyone to be quiet.

Then he said, "Today is the latest newspaper from the Island Lord's Mansion. I have read all the contents in it first. Among them, the "Disappearance of the Deacon in Neitalei City" is the most bizarre. It also contains the content that the headquarters rescue team was surrounded and attacked by tens of thousands of troops and almost all of them died. It can be said that it is extremely tense and exciting."

After a slight pause, he said word by word, "This is not a story, but something that really happened."

After a paragraph was finished, a voice came from below.

"Oh shit, tell me now, I'm so anxious."

"Which of the island master's stories is not true? You are wrong to say so."

"We are here to listen to stories, tell them now!"

Saban slapped his hand on the table with a snapping sound.

Everyone shut up instantly.

Saban continued, "As usual, let's talk about the intelligence first and then the story..."

"Oh, shit!"