The beauty of fast wearing

The boy lowered his eyes, the corners of his eyes were charming, and knelt down at the man's feet in a humble posture, "Master."

"Hmm." The horned demon sat on the chair, stretched out his legs and put his feet in sheepskin shoes on the boy's bent waist.The young man's face froze, but fortunately he quickly adjusted, he moved his body unobtrusively, and the fine silk gauze was opened, revealing his upper body as white as jade.

As Kaiser expected, the man's breathing soon became heavy.

"Come here." His full voice rang in the young man's ears, Cather's bright red lips outlined a lovely smile, his green eyes were dirty, and his delicate cheeks rubbed against each other vaguely. man's calf.

"Master." He called again.

The young man's voice is in the period of voice change, although it is slightly hoarse, it has a special flavor.

The devil couldn't bear it anymore, he pulled the boy into his arms, and rubbed rudely.The flimsy gauze was thrown to the ground, and in this dark basement, they made love as if no one else was around.

"Easy... a little... master... still... ah!" Resisting the pain on his body, Kaiser yelled loudly.

His deep pupils are full of resentment towards this continent.

At the beginning, because of jealousy, he asked people to kill Xia Zhihua, but he didn't know how Niall knew it was him who did it. He was killed by the man he loved most, and his body was thrown into a random grave without being buried.The powerful resentment turned him into a ghost.

Kaiser wanted to enter the capital several times, but was resisted because of the existence of Jiaoyan.

How ridiculous!

When he was alive, he was the master of the teaching, the holy son who was under one person and above ten thousand people.

But when he died, he became the ghost that Jiaoyan guarded against.

He wandered around outside the city wall in a daze, and his soul could not rest in peace until he met 'Father', the demon from the opposite side of the mainland.

Cather signed a master-servant contract with the devil, and he was willing to be his servant, but the price was that the other party had to help him kill Summer Flower.

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Time always flies by when people are ignorant.

On November 3547, 11 in the Aurora of Dawn Continent, Duke 'Feiser' of the royal family led an army to attack the Headquarters of the Prophet.

The whole king was in chaos, with all kinds of magic fighting spirits dazzling, His Majesty Niall, who was aloof, was invited to fight for the first time in his life.

"Niar... get out of here..." Feather's voice was brimming with battle energy, it was deafening, and everyone in the capital could hear it.

In the Dean Center, under the fiery red maple tree, the young pope was sitting on a stone chair. A gust of cold wind blew by, bringing a few withered yellow leaves to his feet. He chuckled and looked up at the sky , obviously there was no room for anyone in his eyes, but he seemed to see the man who was screaming desperately through layers of space.

"Troublesome bug." He murmured to himself in a low voice, "Let's solve it quickly!"

"After all... I'm going to 'pick up' my little liar!" He said, the pressure from the sky suddenly hit him, and the pale golden light elements surrounded him in a dense and frightening way, symbolizing the pope. On his scepter, the milky white bright gemstones shone with dazzling light, echoing the bright elements around him.

The mages and swordsmen who were fighting stopped at the same time and looked in the direction of Niall.

They couldn't see anyone, but there was a faint voice in their hearts, reminding them that there was a powerful existence that they couldn't provoke.

Feiser, who was flying in the air, frowned, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.

Is it his illusion?This Niall's aura...why does it feel stronger than a saint-level powerhouse?Thinking in this way, he looked at the young man hiding not far from Jiaoyan and beside him... the young man who was in a coma, and finally felt confident.

Even if you can't beat it, so what?

He still has another trump card, big deal, just run away when the time comes.

'Fiser' continued to yell unscrupulously, "Why don't you dare? Nial, you shrinking turtle...come out and die..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Niall, who was dressed in a white robe embroidered with golden dark patterns, appeared in front of everyone. The thick and holy light element made the people present feel refreshed just by taking a breath from a distance. Years of dark wounds slowly healed.

For human beings, being in such an environment is naturally excellent, but for the demon race 'Fiser', it is like a fish out of water and dropped into a frying pan, out of breath.

"Who am I?" Niall and the demons looked at each other, and he looked at the man expressionlessly, even if he sneered, he was indifferent, "It turns out...it's a little beast."

In the eyes of the human race, those things with strange shapes are animals.

'Father' was shocked when he heard that it had been discovered.

He didn't want to say more, the seemingly normal fighting spirit carried evil magic energy and attacked Niall.

The sword was so powerful that the people below stopped their movements before and looked up blankly. They understood that the final victors of this battle depended on Niall and Feiser.

The victorious side will definitely increase in momentum and be invincible.

The defeated side will be sluggish and defeated.

The dark yellow grudge in the shape of a scimitar flew straight forward, Niall held the scepter in his right hand, and seemed to have been so frightened that he even forgot the spell.

Is this about to fail?

The faces of the people in Jiaoyanli were ashen, and there was some resentment in their hearts. They usually saw that His Majesty was powerful and not like ordinary people, but it turned out to be just empty air?

And the people in the royal family are very happy.

It's just that the smile just rose, and it froze immediately in the next second. Niall's figure disappeared out of thin air, and at the moment they blinked, he appeared directly in the opposite direction from before. He just waved it carelessly. Tap the scepter.

Numerous flying arrows composed of bright elements appeared densely behind him, and then, under everyone's horrified eyes, they smashed towards the Duke of Feather like rainwater everywhere.

It's just a fourth-order magic—a rain of arrows all over the sky.In Niall's hands, it became comparable to a forbidden technique.

The speed of the flying arrow is too great, and the degree of engulfing it is even more terrifying.

'Fiser' is not as capable as Niall, and teleports directly. While screaming in his heart that he made a mistake, he possessed his body with fighting spirit, flying his long sword, and resisting the flying arrows. 'Fiser' didn't want to expose his demon body at first, but every arrow in the rain of arrows was full of powerful force, which not only shocked his jaw, but also pierced his vindictiveness and slipped directly. break his body.

Oh shit.

He cursed fiercely, at this time, it is not a question of whether his identity is exposed or not, but whether he can go back alive?

There were bursts of shouts from the crowd below. This was just the first time they fought, and it was clear at a glance who was strong and who was weak.

"Silent magic... Oh my God!" A white-robed priest put his hands together and cheered, "God of Light again, Your Majesty is really strong... If only I could have one percent of His Majesty."

"Don't think about it." A knight beside him teased, "Thinking about a genius like His Majesty is something ordinary people like us can think about."

The white-robed priest, "..."

Damn it, you can't express your meaning!

And when a magician in his 60s not far from the two was hesitating whether to go up to see if he could help Kaiser, there was another commotion in the crowd, and the court magician looked up, They saw the friendly, kind, brave, and powerful "Father" Duke in their memory with two horns on his head, two wings on his back, and a slender black tail flicking and flicking.

"Demon... Demon clan... clan..." The beautiful woman was trembling all over, and stammered out these words.

"Why did the demons come here? Aren't they on the opposite side of the mainland?" Everyone panicked.Now this continent is full of demonic energy, many places are barren, and all of this is because of the demons.

According to literature records, 500 years ago, the demons opened the door to the human continent. They brought a virus-like demonic energy to the human world from the opposite side of the continent, burning, killing, and looting, doing all kinds of evil.

At that time, the strong men in the mainland spent a lot of effort and killed countless people to seal them back.

How many years have passed now?

Why are they back again?

What is their purpose?

In the sky, Nyar, who had already seen through the body of 'Feather', was not surprised. The powerful magic power maintained the rain of arrows all over the sky, leaving the demons with no time to breathe.

Kaiser, who was guarding the summer flowers on the ground, saw that the demons were about to die, and could not help cursing inwardly. Seeing that he was usually very naughty, he turned out to be a showman. Kaiser didn't face Niall directly, so how could he know the horror of the other party? .

At least the black-haired demon has regretted it at this time. He shouldn't be careless because he has broken through the sword master for hundreds of years.

{Damn it, bring that man to me, hurry up. } At this time, we can only fight.

Kaiser, who received the voice transmission from the demons, rudely mentioned the summer flower. He is now a ghost cultivator, and he doesn't have to wait for the great magician to fly like other humans.

"If you don't stop, look who it is! If you don't stop, I'll let my servant crush him to death." The Demon Race yelled at the silver-haired pope.

Niall's gaze was fixed, and his eyes fell on the young man who was in a coma.The young man's leg injury has not healed yet, because it has been delayed for a few days, and there is a faint tendency to inflammation. His face is covered by black hair, and only his pale and bloodless lips are exposed.

The aura of the man's whole body froze suddenly, and he looked at the demons even colder, as if he was looking at a dead person.

The rain of arrows all over the sky stopped, and Niaer supervised the demon with blood-red pupils like a poisonous snake, and said in a deep voice: "Put him down, and I will spare you."

"Ah! What a good man who values ​​love and righteousness!" The man from the Demon Race wiped the blood from his lips, and said loudly: "Your pope's concubine is in my hands, so what? Not being kneaded by me."