The Crowned God [West Fantasy]

In order to get Linda back, the dragon trainer finds the blue bird, one of the three dragon heads, again.

"Master Longshou, you see that the young master has taken a fancy to a married woman, this is not very good!"

Lan Que glanced at him and continued to review the scroll: "What's the matter, order that woman to divorce."

The dragon trainer hugged her thigh and chattered endlessly: "But, Linda still has a child, the young master can't have a child before he is a teenager, don't you think?"

Lan Que put down the pen, pondered for a moment, and said yes, it is really... not very good to have a bottle of oil.

The blue bird has suddenly increased the amount of training for Camillo in the past few days. He has never had time to go to the slave area again. He often gets home very late and goes to bed after taking a bath.

The door of the bathroom opened, and Camillo came out wrapped in a pure white bathrobe, still surrounded by steam.

He lifted the quilt and lay down on the bed, and suddenly, there was a naked man lying beside him.The exposed woman, "Hmm~" The woman turned around lazily and looked at her, generously revealing her bumpy figure, which is impressive.Feng also swayed along with it.

Camillo immediately covered her with the quilt, and quickly moved to the side of the bed, with a shocked expression on his face: "Who are you?"

"Young master..." The woman smiled enchantingly, put her arms around the side of his neck, first pressed her cheek against his chest muscles, and then slowly rubbed her way to his ear, breathing out a hot breath, "Young master, my servant!" Let me sleep with you."

The slave imprint on the woman's shoulder is bright red, making it look extremely enchanting.

red.The naked female body made Camillo nowhere to let go, so he had to forcefully hold her waist to prevent her from sticking up further, and said solemnly: "Get out, I don't need it."

The woman let out a coquettish moan as if disappointed, she raised her face, and looked at him with a pair of charming eyes, the flow of magic gathered in her eyes, this is her innate ability as a succubus. No one can escape her charm.

"You can see who I am, huh?" Her hoarse voice was seductive, and any man would be lustful after hearing it.Looking down, she rubbed against the side of Camillo's face, with one hand already inserted into the bathrobe, stroking the man's sexy murloc line.

Camillo lost his mind and stared into those pupils blankly. Not only did he not refuse this time, he even slowly reached out to caress her cheek.

The corners of the woman's lips curled up. It seemed that in Camillo's eyes, she had become the person he liked, that Linda.

"Father……"

The woman's eyes widened in shock, and in the next second, Camillo's lips were pressed down.

"Crack!" A slap woke up Camillo.

The succubus wrapped the quilt tightly, hid in panic on the other side of the bed, and pointed at Camillo with trembling arms: "Pervert!"

Woooooo... The person she is sleeping with is actually a pervert with paternalism!

"..." Camillo's Adam's apple moved up and down, but he was speechless. His mood was extremely complicated, and he ordered the woman to go out after a while.

Wrapped in that quilt, the succubus couldn't wait to rush out of the room, run, and get as far away from this pervert as possible!

In the room, only Camillo was left sitting on the edge of the bed in disheveled clothes, without even a quilt. He sighed clearly.The memory of when he was bewitched by the succubus is very vague, but he heard exactly two words before he was woken up...

Father.

Seeing Roger's muscular and strong body, Camillo couldn't help feeling chills. Is there something wrong with him? He actually has sexual fantasies about Roger, about Roger...? ! ! !

Early the next morning, news of the succubus sleeping and escaping spread to the upper echelons of the Dragon Clan.

Sobika: "..."

Blue Bird: "..."

Qigui: "Ahahahaha..." Then, under Roger's murderous gaze, his voice became smaller and smaller.

Roger, who was sitting in the first seat, had a gloomy face. This problem is very serious, extremely serious. Even if the father-son relationship breaks up now, he will correct Camillo's thinking.

The hall was extremely silent, and a heavy sense of oppression spread endlessly.

After a long time, Roger said slowly: "Blue Bird, take the young master to retreat and practice for a while."

Kai learned the ins and outs of this incident through the channels of the demons. When Camelot came to deliver medicine to him today, his expression was a little strange.

"Ka..." He opened his mouth, his voice extremely dry.

Camillo handed him a glass of water at the right time, and Kai took a sip of the water.

"Camilo," he really couldn't ask about Electra, so he had to ask in another way, "Do you...do you prefer to get along with powerful people?"

"what?"

Camillo looked up in astonishment, why did Kai suddenly ask him this question, but he thought carefully, since Kai was his teacher, and he was about to go out to practice with the blue bird again, Kai must be testing his self-motivation.Tsk... But he doesn't really like being with people who are too strong. He hates the sense of gap the most, but Kai must hope that he can improve a little bit.

After all, he had to leave for a while, and Camillo decided to say something nice, so he said seriously: "Well, being with strong people is a kind of practice. Only by learning from them can you improve yourself."

This sentence is reasonable and positive, but it has a completely different meaning to Kay. He smiled dryly and lowered his eyes.

"You go out first, I want to rest for a while." Kai's voice was low and inaudible.

The originally calm and peaceful atmosphere unknowingly became a little oppressive, so Camillo had no choice but to walk out of the room lightly and close the door.

The news that the young master of the Dragon Clan is mainly practicing in seclusion has even spread to the distant Demon Realm.

Amedeo sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, and his right index finger tapped his thigh slowly. The moonlight outlined his perfect side face, giving people a feeling of coldness and aloofness like the moonlight.

It was already severe winter in the Demon Realm, the cold night wind blew in through the window, the weak flame in the fireplace struggled twice, and finally went out, the room was filled with a gloomy coldness.

His subordinates quickly re-ignited the fire, then crawled respectfully, and knelt down to Amedeo's feet, "Your Majesty, the young master of the Dragon Clan will be practicing in seclusion recently, and the place is in the wasteland at the southwest corner of the Dragon Valley. The place of residence is some distance away. You don’t have to worry about fratricide anymore, it’s time for us to do it.”

Amedeo looked up at him, his handsome face was obviously cold.

"Your Majesty, the body of His Majesty the Demon King cannot be dragged any longer."

"Please think twice."

Just half a year ago, the dark poison in Willa Truss's chest recurred, and famous doctors from the demon world were summoned in secret, but they could only relieve the pain of the poison, and no one could cure it.As early as a hundred years ago, Dark Toxic Disease had been an incurable disease. The infected part would turn black and gradually rot at a slow speed. Finally, the internal organs would rot and die. The only way is to isolate the infected person to prevent further infection. diffusion.

But no one knew that His Majesty the Demon King was also infected with dark poison when he was young. Although he was suppressed by a famous doctor at that time, he never expected to relapse.

The only one who can save him now is the dragon witch doctor, Sobika Solomon!

"Let's do it." Once these three words are spoken, everything will be different.

There was no emotion on Amedeo's face, only those ice blue eyes were as cold as ice.

The author has something to say: CP, who has been offline for a long time, was blown out by a landmine, and he will make trouble as soon as he comes out!