The thighs of alien tracking are not easy to hold

Although Madara seems to everyone on the surface that she wants him to be a co-female just like Kirisawa, in fact, Madara probably couldn't wait to throw the high priest down, so since everyone is involved, occasionally he will give Add a fire or something...

Hehe...it's so fun to do some gossip.

Looking at the person who turned and walked away, Fanxi really didn't know what to say, how could a female be so unreserved to match others up.

"Let's go."

Madara stepped forward and grabbed Fanxi's hand, Fanxi shook it off directly, her cheeks flushed:

"Just go get me some water."

Madara shook his head and refused: "No, I'll take you there."

Fanxi raised his head to look at him, bit his lips lightly: "This is not good."

"What's wrong." Madara ignored his awkwardness, and pulled him back again, "Let's go, Lan will come out later."

Fanxi looked back, still entangled, always feeling that something bad would happen...

'Swipe...'

Madara displayed his wings directly, but Fanxi retreated subconsciously but was hugged tightly, and the male's hoarse and low voice came: "Don't run away from me."

The whirlwind made a circle on the spot, and Madara had already disappeared in the spot with the high priest in his arms.

Xie Cheng whistled happily. Sometimes awkward people are more efficient with their hands than their mouths.

"What's wrong with Xie Cheng?" Lan, who just came out of the inside, asked because she didn't know.

Xie Cheng put away his silly look, and said, "It's nothing, the night sky is beautiful, and I'm in a good mood."

Lan raised his head and looked at the sky. There was a big cloud in the sky, covering even the moonlight. It looked like it was going to rain. How beautiful was it?

But as long as Xie Cheng is happy, he doesn't understand anyway, so he looked around and asked:

"Where's the high priest?"

"Oh, I went to find a place to take a shower, let's go, we're going back."

"Oh, okay." Lan didn't ask much, and the two walked back while talking.

Xie Cheng's back was sore, he couldn't even close his legs when he was walking, he was so fucking tired, other people saw that he was tired, and gradually stopped coming to bother him, chatting and laughing together in groups.

After playing with the babies for a while, Xie Cheng found a clean place and took out the animal skin and lay down on it. It seemed that it would be very late for everyone to leave, so he should rest first.

Close your eyes, take a good rest, cheer up, go back to the tribe, there is still a toss, toss before winter, after the toss, you can really live a good life in the coming year, and then wait for the opportunity to leave, so annoying , but still have to face.

Beside a spring pool on the mountain, Ban has already put Fanxi down, and Fanxi's body is a little stiff. Really, just flying here with him in his arms, Ban's body reacts, and the ghost believes that he has no extra thoughts.

"This is spring water, will it be cold?" Madara asked after letting go of the struggling man, and looked down, not feeling anything wrong with the reaction between his legs.

Fanxi shook his head: "No, just wait for me at the side."

Madara didn't say anything, turned around and walked to the side with his back to this side, took out a piece of animal skin and laid it down.

The pool is gourd-shaped, not more than two meters wide and long, and one side is high and the other side is low. The high end is where the spring is, and the low end is the pool filled with water.

Fanxi came over and stretched out his hands into the water, it was really cool, but this kind of sweltering weather was just right, looked behind him, took off the animal skin and started to enter the water, the refreshing coolness still made him shiver subconsciously.

The depth of the water is only a little higher than the waist and abdomen, and the bottom of the water is small sand and stones that have settled evenly, which is soft and comfortable to step on.

Fanxi took the prepared small piece of animal skin and began to wipe his body gently. The tension and uneasiness in his heart calmed down a little, but...

"There is no outsider here, why do you have to see me like this."

Madara came over suddenly, Fanxi turned around and saw that he had already torn off the animal skin and entered the water.

Knowing that there was no way to escape, Fanxi just watched him walking towards her in a daze, getting closer and closer until a hoarse and deep voice came:

"Don't avoid me when there is no need to avoid it."

"I……"

Fanxi couldn't speak, and stood stiffly, allowing his movements to become more and more presumptuous.

Madara gently flicked his wet long hair, took the animal skin in his hand and gently wiped his body, the back of the neck, the front of the neck and chest, all the way down to the lower abdomen,

Accompanied by the sound of the water was the gradual rapid breathing of both of them, Fanxi's heart was beating fast, and Xia Madara's palm was very hot, and every part of his body that brushed against him was scorching heat, even if he was soaked in the water, The warm feeling has not diminished in the slightest.

"Relax, I don't know what to do with you like this."

Madara pulled him closer again, Fanxi took the initiative to embrace him:

"Well, you are not nervous..."

"I'm so happy……"

As the night breeze was blowing, Fanxi looked at the nervous and uncontrollable excitement of the affectionate man, and she was also very happy in her heart, and it became more natural when she was stuck in Madara's arms.

"啾~~~"

Madara lowered her head and kissed the forehead of the person in her arms, full of love and pampering, really satisfied, let go of the last estrangement and finally blended physically and mentally, and the act of intimacy became logical.

"Go and clean up, go back, I'm a little tired..."

Fanxi said softly that the feeling of being empty after the body is satisfied makes him feel sleepy,

"Okay, I'll sleep better if I relieve myself."

Madara promised to get up and hug the man and went back to the pool...

Fanxi rubbed against his chest angrily, "He will make excuses for being a hooligan."

Madara smiled, of course, otherwise how could he succeed if he was confident.

Fanxi washed his body very seriously, and even took a cup of water from the water source to rinse his mouth, for fear that the smell of stains on his body would not be removed.

Seeing him like this, Madara leaned over to rest her chin on him a little aggrieved and said:

"It's very hurtful for you to do this. You won't smell like me all over you in the future."

Fanxi was stunned for a moment, his tone lost the toughness and alienation before, he continued to wash carefully and then replied softly:

"The future is the future, now, I am a priest anyway, it's not good for people to know..."

Seeing his gentle look, Madara couldn't help but take his big hand over again:

"I hope that Geno's matter will pass quickly, so that I can hold you confidently, and do further and more intimate things."

Fanxi's face became hot, and he pushed him shyly: "Okay, stop dawdling, and go back quickly."

After being out for so long, don't be seen gossiping when you go back.

Banbanman let go and smiled:

"I'll just send you back to the shed to rest. No one will say anything. You won't see anything physically if you make it to the end."

"Ah."

Fanxi nodded, got up and went ashore to put on his clothes. If he made it to the end, he wouldn't have the same backache as Xie Cheng...

The two tidied up, and Madara washed their soiled animal skins with water, folded them and tied them around his waist.

Spreading his wings and hugging Fanxi, the shy man once again told him worriedly:

"Wait, if there are other people around, just put me on the mountainside and I'll walk back by myself."

Madara couldn't help laughing at him, "You're just too scruples, and it's not something shameful."

"Cheating is always shameful." Fan Xi said bluntly, it's really not good for them to be like this now.

"Okay, it's up to you."

Madara replied, and flapped her wings to fly into the air. From a distance, she saw that the bonfire was still on by the sea, and everyone hadn't left yet. Fanxi felt relieved a little. It was the first time she did such a heartless thing. Nervous, he was in his room before, at least he wouldn't have such scruples.

The night was getting darker, and the surrounding wind was much stronger. It seemed that it was going to rain, and a gust of wind was blowing, mixed with the smell from a distance.

"Does it smell like blood?"

Fanxi suddenly looked in one direction, and there were all dark valleys, but he didn't smell it after the gust of wind, as if it was an illusion.

Madara frowned invisibly, and pressed the person into his arms before answering:

"No, maybe I smelled it wrong, or maybe it was the wild beasts in the mountains who were injured in a fight at night and came along with the wind."

"Perhaps..." Fanxi didn't pay much attention, she lowered her eyes in his embrace, feeling a sense of peace in her heart.

Madara took advantage of his inattention to look in the direction of the wind. His eyes were dark in the night, and the five senses of males are much more sensitive than females. Therefore, he also smelled the smell of blood just now. It was very strong, and it made him feel sick. I got bored for a while.

But he couldn't tell Fanxi, lest he be overwhelmed, and only hoped that the wild beasts in the deep mountains were really injured in a fight.

When he was about to return to the shed, Fanxi still struggled to get out of Madara's arms. After all, some sheds had already lit firewood, which meant that someone was there.

When we were parting, Madara held him in his arms and kissed him for a long time before reluctantly letting go. Fanxi didn't dare to resist, and just beat him a few times coquettishly. Really, let's say that Madara is a Sly male.

Madara licked his lips in recollection, watching him walk into the shed, only to turn away when he saw the log fire come on.

Fanxi touched his lips with his hands and lay down, covered with animal skin, his body was hot, nervous and excited, really, his mouth smelled like him again...

Thoughts are spinning, but after the body is satisfied and relaxed, it is still easy to feel weak and sleepy, thinking about some things about spots, and slowly falling asleep.

After walking up the mountain for a while, Madara flew into the air again. The night wind was even stronger, blowing through the treetops with a whistling sound. After she closed her eyes and pondered for a while, she decided to take a look at the place where the smell of blood came from just now.

But at this moment, in a sunken basin of a few acres deep in the valley, the mountain wind entered the valley, forming a backflow vortex in the basin, filled with a strong smell of blood, and only occasionally a strong wind would blow away a trace of the fishy wind and disperse it in the air.

The strong smell of blood caused the surrounding beasts to groan and roar, but no animal dared to step into the basin.

A huge monster was entrenched on the basin, and a wounded pterosaur was entrenched on the ground.

To be precise, a pterosaur with one wing broken was weakly prostrated on the ground, making a depressing and painful cry, and the overall dumb black body with some variegated colors trembled uncontrollably.

At this moment, only one pair of giant wings was stretched and touched the ground, and the other fell pitifully next to the body. The wound was bloody and bloody. It seemed that the wings were torn off by brute force, and the length of the wound was cut. One-third of the dragon's body was broken, and the wriggling muscles were turned outwards, and blood flowed horizontally, which looked shocking.

A white shadow came slowly from the darkness, with a slender and elegant figure, white hair fluttering in the wind under the night, a pair of red eyes were cold and coquettish.

The huge faucet raised its head, and its pupils constricted when it saw the person approaching, as if it wanted to struggle, but the wound on its back was too big, bleeding profusely when it moved, even the natural self-healing ability was useless at this moment.

The figure gradually approached, and the sound of the tongue licking the lips seemed particularly strange at this time. He squatted down in front of the huge dragon head, and put the blood on the ground with his slender fingers into his mouth, and sighed twice:

"The blood flowed like a river, probably nothing more than that. With so much dragon blood, the animals in the entire mountain range flocked to it."

"... High Priest of Wuze..." The huge dragon hair made a sound, and the dragon's body squirmed and rubbed gently, making a painful sound.

Kisawa licked his slender fingers and stood up:

"You will die of blood drying up. It's better to change back into a human form, and I'm afraid you can live longer."

"Humanoid self-healing ability is too weak..."

Wu Ze walked to the same bloody broken wing, stroked the cold and stiff dragon wing, let out a chuckle, which sounded creepy, and then said after a while:

"However, with such a wound, your self-healing ability is already powerless."

"..." The pterosaur on the ground seemed to be lost in thought. After a while, accompanied by sore eardrums and a painful growl, the huge dragon body gradually turned into a human form.

A male orc lying on the ground raised his head angrily. It was clearly Lunsa who rescued Lan at noon today.

Wu Ze glanced at him. The wound on Lunsa's back stretched from the shoulder blade to the waist, and was still bleeding continuously. He looked away, shook his head and sighed:

"It's so pitiful, it must be very painful to be dragged off the wings by my own brother..."

Fingers across the wound of the broken wing, stroking a long dragon tendon on it, probably this tendon was pulled out, thus scratching such a long wound on Lunsa's back,

"The high priest of Wuze has seen it..." Lunsa said weakly, with unprecedented sadness in his tone.

"Yes, I can see it clearly, I can even hear the sound of muscles breaking..."

Kisawa replied, and licked his lips as if reminiscing:

"The feeling of the separation of muscles and bones, the creepy sound of tearing the flesh, this is the punishment for the enemy, unfortunately, it is your brothers and feet who do it to you, and the killing of brothers and feet is only done by beasts who will never be forgiven by the beast god. Things, Renza, are you a sinner, or is Renka a sinner?"

Lunsa didn't speak, lying on the ground and panting with difficulty, his spirit was already in a trance, probably he couldn't survive...

When there was no response, Wu Ze smiled coldly again, still stroking his broken wing, and said:

"Broken wings are the punishment for orcs who violate the contract. Lunza, have you broken your promise?"

"..." Lunsa struggled a bit, looked up at Wu Ze with a strange expression, and finally said nothing.

Wu Ze continued to talk to himself:

"The adults of the pterodactyl clan are really annoying. If you are more sensible, you will probably beg me. Don't you want to live? Don't you think it's a pity to give up after living for so many years?"

"I beg you, will you save me?"

Lunsa finally asked, no one wants to die, if there is still room for redemption, it is obvious that only Wu Ze can save him now, but he is not sure that Wu Ze will save him, if he must die, then he is willing to keep the last After all, the high priest of the Feather Spirit Snake Clan is not easy to mess with.

Wu Ze stared at him: "You might as well try it."

Lenza: ...

"High Priest Wuze, please save me, if you save my life, I am willing to be your servant."

When the meaning became more and more vague, and when facing death, Lunza finally spoke.

Wu Ze put down his broken wings and walked back, stayed beside him and squatted down: "Tell me what you want in the end."

Rensa gritted her teeth:

"I only hope that after Ge Nuo becomes the patriarch, my family will be forgiven, and my beast father and dad can come back from the Dragon Tomb. They didn't need to go there to guard the Dragon Tomb..."

Wu Ze interrupted him with a sneer:

"They need it, because they need to atone for your sins. The family members of the orcs involved in the Tara incident all went to the Dragon Tomb, because they knew that the truth would never be hidden. A long life brings endless self-blame. In the Dragon Tomb Confession may lead to a more peaceful life, on the surface it is concerned that Tara's family will follow, but in fact, you understand, don't you?"

"I didn't..."

Wu Ze interrupted him again:

"Don't rush to deny it, I shouldn't be in charge of your tribe's affairs, but in such a high-level and powerful dragon tribe, there are such beastmen who violate the beast gods and do dirty things, frame innocent people and be exiled, this is unforgivable Yes, some things are destined by God’s will, some people, even if they are exiled, will still come back here.”

"Genuo shouldn't have appeared in the Milin, so that Xie Cheng wouldn't be with him because of saving him, you know? How many years did I wait in the Milin for the gods to come? Geno is destined to be a tribe of pterosaurs The next leader came under the protection of the beast god, and any framing will be useless..."

When it came to the end, Wuze sighed, probably this is what the old snake king and his snake queen said when he was a child, good and evil will eventually be rewarded, it’s not that the time has not come for not reporting, probably Xie Cheng came here for such a cause and effect, He is obviously his destined person, but Geno has been taken advantage of, and in order to help Xie Cheng, he has broken his heart...

Lunza, who was lying on the ground, had already taken in less air and outflowed more, and had no time to answer Wu Ze's words.

Naturally, Wuze would not watch him die in front of him. After all, he is a priest. Since he saw him, he couldn't help but put his hand on Lunza's back. Soon, a layer of shining white light came from between his fingers Flowing out, quickly covering the still bleeding wound on Lunza...

saved.

This is what Lunsa is thinking at the moment. He obviously feels that the pain in his back has eased a lot, as if he can feel that the torn and broken muscles are slowly growing out and then healing...