How to be a successful magic pet

Mr. Fat Dawang's extracurricular teaching is not over yet, the lucky orc who went home to raise money left, but the remaining magicians and warriors are still shivering under the threat of monsters.During the observation process of this group of monsters, there will be one and a half of them that are particularly intelligent and powerful, and can transform into a strange appearance that resembles a human figure, but they cannot completely transform into a shape, and some can also resemble a certain part of the body of a human or orc. Transform your own limbs into similar shapes.

The elf in the bushes in the distance took this terrifying scene into his eyes, and his pale golden eyebrows frowned slightly, and couldn't help being moved by this change.These are definitely not the abilities that Warcraft can have. The only explanation is that the false god bestowed these Warcraft powers.

"Being able to change the species of monsters is like stepping into the realm of the creation gods. Could it be that today, after the gods have fallen and retired for so long, another god in charge of creation is about to be born," the elf held the tree trunk with one hand , Flipping the palm, he took out a delicate green branch.This plant looks inconspicuous, but it is a plant that only appears in the place where false gods live.

This false god must also have the ability to transform into a human form. I don't know if it can only pretend to be the form of other people like these monsters, or does it have its own unique appearance?Maybe it's as naive as the current monster's appearance, with a soft belly and a bit of a bad temper, and it uses its claws to grab people when it touches it...

No matter how you think about it, the human form couldn't be cuter than this squishy, ​​chubby, furry look, and it's better to stay that way.The focus of the elf's attention unknowingly turned back to the transformation of the panda itself, jumping on the branches to a place closer to extracurricular teaching, admiring Ye Chi's domineering posture.

This group of brave men were not as lucky as their predecessors to be thrown down the mountain after the observation class. Instead, they were bound upside down by four horses and thrown roughly into a small bamboo hut where sundries were piled up.Surrounded by highly vigilant monsters watching them, until the orc brought more warriors to rob people...

More hostages were left on the mountain, and another docile and obedient orc was let down to get a ransom.

The life of Warcraft is nothing more than eating meat and training, and they are not interested in gold coins or luxury goods; Ye Chi came from an air-conditioned computer environment, and now he can even tolerate bamboo beds and barbecue without seasoning. Money is useless.After accepting the ransom and releasing the hostages, he asked the monsters to divide the money into small portions and wrap them in large thick leaves, and handed them over to the most flexible steel feather eagle to take them down the mountain to relieve the residents living in difficulties nearby.

At the foot of St. Peter's Mountain, the mighty orcs in the form of steel feather carvings broke into one after another of dilapidated hunters and serfs' houses, dropped leaf parcels full of coins, turned and left, only a cold message echoed in the courtyard Middle: "This is given to you by King Panda, the owner of St. Peter's Mountain!"

After the steel feather eagle left, the old orc who opened the package shed tears of excitement, and the tears of joy washed away his dirty face. He held the package in his hands and murmured: "Thank you King Fat Da for giving us money, May King Panda protect us forever, so that my children can also live a good life."

The pure and powerful power of faith rises from the foot of the mountain, unlike the divine power formed by fear before, this power nourishes Ye Chi's meridian dantian like gentle river water.The damage and leakage of the dantian caused by the loss of the inner alchemy was finally completely repaired. Ye Chi seemed to sense the gratitude and reverence of countless people in his heart, and turned it into a little bit of wish power and poured it into the mist-like transpiring demon power of the dantian.

He walked out of the bamboo house slowly, and stood under the banner of "Walk for the Heaven" with his hands behind his back, a sense of heroism welling up in his heart.

That's right, the way of heaven is to make up for what is lacking, and he robs the rich and gives to the poor to collect his beliefs, and he is doing the way for the heavens, and everyone expects it!But since we want to raise the flag for rebellion, we must have a guiding policy. In the future, should we follow the line of "the sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand" or the line of "beating the local tyrants and dividing the land"?

There was still a hot and disturbing gaze on his back, but Ye Chi was used to ignoring this elf who couldn't catch him anyway, and under the pressure of being watched, he cordially received the steel feather sculpture who had just returned from the mountain.

"You did a good job. Those orcs are very grateful to us. This way, it will be easier for the monsters to go down the mountain and communicate with the orcs, and we will get rid of our bad image among the orcs. Wait until the orcs go down the mountain or even further away in the future. They all accepted the idea of ​​living with monsters on an equal footing, at least in this land, you don’t have to worry about being hunted and killed.” He stood on tiptoes vigorously, with his arms stretched above his head, and unexpectedly he also photographed an orc who was over 1.9 meters tall Shoulders, struggling to maintain a majestic and friendly expression, raised his head and described the blueprint for future development to the steel feather carving.

The paw suddenly stopped in the air, and the whole soft, boneless body froze suddenly, turning into a cold and hard sculpture.Following the panda's overly bright eyes, one could see a silvery-white shining shadow across the sky, its snow-white wings wider than its body cut through the clouds, and flew north along the direction of the mountain.

"Sealed Holy Dragon Winchester..."

The shocked look on the elf's face disappeared for a moment, because the desire to explore aroused by the revival of this giant dragon that had long been obliterated in history was immediately attracted by another more wonderful change.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw that the stiff Pang Da Wang suddenly moved, moved nimbly and swiftly to pull down the head of the steel feather eagle, and kissed the soft lips in the form of an orc without warning.After a brief kiss, the round and slow-moving panda suddenly turned into a silver-gray giant eagle with sharp and hard feathers. It spread its wings and soared into the sky, chasing the dragon in front of it.

After the orc who had been kissed turned back into the original form of the steel feather eagle and chased after him, the elves could still hear the panda calling the sacred dragon's true name.He also sprinted along the dense branches, inadvertently filtering out the strange transformation of the panda in his mind.

Other monsters don't need to kiss the deformed target. Is this king panda doing it purely out of physiological needs during the estrus period?

While the elves were making irresponsible guesses, Ye Chi had already chased out of Mount St. Peter with his borrowed wings.Whether Winchester is a man or a dragon, his appearance has been deeply imprinted in his heart. Even if it is just a glimpse, he can definitely recognize that the giant dragon flying above his head is the one he has been longing for. Looking for that end.

Winchester will appear here, he must have found the scroll that can unlock the contract from Long Island, and he is going back to find him.But he has already lost the crystal necklace of the sound transmission, and the master-servant contract with little Evan has also been broken. Even if Winchester finds Raoul's house, he will not find any clues, and he will definitely be very anxious at that time.I don't know if little Evan also thought that something happened to him, now is his only chance, and he must catch up...

The figure of Yinlong was clearly in front of him, but no matter how hard he tried to flap his wings, he couldn't catch up.The hope he had raised before passed away like gravel between his fingers, and his flying speed gradually slowed down.A long arrow shot from the city wall below completely disrupted his flight trajectory, and the triangular arrow tip shot off a few feathers of him, and the silver dragon in sight finally turned into a small bright spot and disappeared into the sky between.

Ye Chi couldn't tell whether he was sad or angry, he dodged the arrows below, reappeared in his original shape, and landed on the steel feather carving that was chasing after him.

"I'm really weak..." He had never felt his weakness so clearly like this moment.The trajectory of the silver dragon's flight is in the stratosphere. Although he has borrowed a body that can fly, he can only look up at the beautiful and powerful figure of the opponent from a low place forever, and there is no possibility of approaching.

After returning to St. Peter's Mountain, Ye Chi locked himself in the bamboo house, recalling his life after he came to this world and before he lost his demon pill and became a wild panda.At that time, he was also a weak monster, but at least he was taken care of by little Evan and accompanied by Winchester. Whether it was at school or at Duke Raoul's house, he always had a place to be a writer. Someone who deserves family, friends, and...lovers.

Irresistible irritability surged into my heart, not only my mood, but even my body seemed to be bound by a dense and fine net, and it was difficult to even breathe without struggling to vent.Ye Chi slapped the bamboo bed beside him with his palm, and kicked away the scattered pillows and quilts. The unknown fire still couldn't be vented, and there seemed to be a wild beast roaring in his veins to rush out.

The power of faith gathered in his body could not appease his irritable mood. After he calmed down a little, he could feel more clearly that the flame flowed through his blood along his blood and gathered in a place he hadn't thought of for a long time.

The back paws that were so irritable and kept scratching the skin suddenly froze, and the front paws that were raised in the air felt like there was nowhere to put them. I didn't know if they should land in that terrible place... He obviously didn't think much about talking to Wen Che just now. What happened to this thing when Ster was fooling around?

The small pink and tender organs are hidden in the short white hair, and the heavy pills can be vaguely seen below, showing the signs of maturity more clearly than when they were in estrus before.The image of being helped to solve it for the first time flooded my heart uncontrollably, and even the soft muscles in my body recalled the feeling of being forced to open and fill.Fresh and tender red organs protruded from under the opened skin, and the constant irritability finally turned into a clear appeal, tempting him to open the long-closed gate.

Ye Chi's breathing rhythm gradually became disordered, his round black eyes were fixed on the trembling little panda, and his palms with soft pads had already pressed down rationally.But these hands can't be as flexible as human's, and he really doesn't want to say that what he has now is really small... After pressing it, it won't wrap tightly, and he can't feel the finer places.

If Winchester was still there... Ye Chi sat with his hind legs circled and leaning against the bamboo wall, squeezing the soft pads of his palms together, moving clumsily back and forth, using friction to stimulate his excitement He closed his eyes and imagined that those flexible and slender hands were taking care of it for him.

The feelings in the memory were aroused one by one in the body, his hands seemed to be wrapped by a pair of flexible and warm hands, leading him to soothe the sudden desire in a faster and softer way.The fur-covered body gradually warmed up, and the irritability and depression that had been entrenched in the body these days were washed by the blood flow to the place covered by the flesh pad, turning into intense joy.

Ye Chi's heart was beating extremely fast, and he couldn't help opening his mouth and sticking out his tongue to cool down, his body trembled slightly with the movement of his palms, his chubby body fell backwards, and a straight line was pierced by the bamboo wall.

It was as if he was being hugged by warm water, his body was light and comfortable, and he could hardly feel anything except the parts being gently caressed.And his round paws with five fingers connected together seemed to become flexible suddenly, wrapping the little panda more delicately to tease and knead, and even the pair of small balls below that sank from the abdominal cavity due to estrus were also meticulously take care of.

That feeling was like being in that cave on Mount Osius, being taken care of by the silver dragon's hands for the first estrus...

"Winchester..." Ye Chi tried his best to raise his head, calling out to Yinlong who had just left in a lingering tone, the memory engraved on his body was strongly awakened, and the perfect comfort and hormones in his body he felt now The surge lifted him to the top step by step.

However, when his whole body was shaking and his mind was most confused, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind-if this is the feeling he should feel during the estrus period, then it was not because he had a biological need for becoming a beast, but Is it purely because of personal quality that Winchester is repeatedly attacked by goblins?

This idea pierced into Ye Chi's conscience like a steel cone. His brain, which had been muddled by the joy of his body, sobered up a little, and finally realized that something was wrong with the current situation.

His paws didn't seem to be pressing the little stick, and the things he was nimbly kneading the little panda looked more like human hands... He opened his eyes suddenly, stared at the beautifully shaped top of his head opposite him, and opened his mouth in astonishment, with a few He couldn't hide his dumbness and satisfaction and asked: "Why are you here!"

"Of course it's because you need me, so I came here to volunteer to help." The elf slowly raised his head, his dry lips parted in an arc, one hand was still holding the tiny buds and rubbing them, and the other hand was holding the sprouts. Ye Chi got off the horse, moved his index finger, and rubbed lightly: "If you're not in a hurry, I'd like to ask you about your relationship with the sealing dragon first."

Seal the Holy Dragon?Could it be Winchester?This name is so bad that I can't bear to look at it directly, no wonder I never heard him say it!Ye Chi was surprised by the strange name, and even more surprised by how the elf knew about Winchester. His mouth was opened a little further, and it looked more like showing a silly expression to the elf. smile.

The elf's deep green eyes shimmered, and the snow-white fingers that landed on the panda's neck were already nimbly moving through the short black fur.The legs that were squatting and kneeling were all pressed to the ground, the straight spine leaned forward, and the neck was stretched to get close to the panda, the head was slightly tilted, and the tip of the tongue, which was as bright as the color of the lips, licked his wet lips. nose.

The tip of Ye Chi's nose was licked by the warm tongue, and his breathing was also blocked by the surface of the tongue, and the warm, soft and moist touch gradually moved from the cool tip of the nose to his wide-open lips.When the only tongue that could be used to dissipate heat was also held in his mouth and teased by someone, his body suddenly became hot as if it was about to explode, all the blood in his body rushed to the top of his head, and his mind went blank.

Trembling, the little panda caught between the nimble fingers of the elf spit out a piece of liquid that was as fresh and clean as its fur, rolling and dripping on its fur like dew, and splashing on the elf's slightly darker linen robe, tarnishing the blessings of the gods. Pet beauty creation.

The elf's cheeks were stained with a layer of blush, as if enjoying the process more than the panda who had just ejaculated, he smiled and licked his upper lip: "The favored person of the Creator God also did the same thing as me. ever?"