Hill kept adjusting his expression, inside and out, to become Carl's favorite look. "Great." Carl sighed and grabbed her brown ankles with both hands. Hill's feet were very beautiful and, for an assassin, had an artistic sense of just the right size. Under normal circumstances, he would have to have fun interrogating the dark elf. But the beautiful girl who called herself Yihu appeared inexplicably and was easily killed by Hill, which made him feel uneasy. "Any action from the Brotherhood?" Hill felt pain and clenched her teeth. She was a dark elf and knew many postures. But I don’t understand why Carl chose the latter option. It can only be attributed to the diversity of preferences of different races. It was painful as she had never experienced this before, but she quickly relaxed her muscles and tried to cooperate as much as possible. "After Brother Merlin's death, the Brotherhood Knights retreated to a place ten miles away and stationed there. There are also fewer sentries in the city. They have probably given up on stopping us from rebuilding the city wall. They will reunite with the main force in three days and then launch a general attack on us." "Although this gives us three days to rebuild the wall, it is too hasty."
"I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to build a defense line strong enough to resist their army." Carl frowned, feeling Hill's muscles relax to match his, tightening and relaxing according to his movements, which took the experience to a new level. As expected of a dark elf, his control over muscle details is unmatched by other races. "How many troops do we have?" Sweat was oozing from Hill's forehead. Her whole body was folded in this painful posture. Carl looked like a beautiful boy of fourteen, but his size was extremely exaggerated. She had to endure muscle tears and control muscle changes. Even she was quickly running out of energy. Hill's expression remained serious. She knew that whether the city of San Marino could be protected depended on Carl in front of her. "The city guards have 60,000 soldiers, but their combat effectiveness is far inferior to that of the Brotherhood. Now that the city walls have been destroyed, it will be difficult to win if we engage in a direct battle with the Brotherhood." Carl's muscles tensed up, and after a shiver, he immediately felt Hill's muscles moving and massaging him. He is really obsessed with dark elves now. No wonder this race has become the synonym of cunning and betrayal, but there are still strong people willing to cooperate with them. It was probably because of this kind of obedience that I developed the illusion that I was chosen by God and could control the dark elves. After Carl felt comfortable, he pulled out and put it near Hill's mouth. Hill opened his mouth without any hesitation. Carl enjoyed the soft, moist and sticky feeling, cleaning every detail carefully: "Since we can't win through legion warfare, the only option is to defeat them before their army gathers." He hooked the ring on the dark elf's chest with one hand. People are like this, as long as there is a ring, they can't help but want to pull it. "The Imperial Princess has rebelled. Haven't other places received the news?" Half a month has passed since the incident in Wind Chime City. With a rebellion of this magnitude, the imperial administration should have responded.
But the truth is eerily quiet. Hill had cleaned it up, and after spitting it out gently, she raised her head again. She was afraid that if she kept it in her mouth again, Carl would get excited again. Even she couldn't bear being tortured like this. "The empire is now in decline, and nobles from all over the country refuse to obey orders, so fighting each other has become the norm. Princess Aisha led the Royal Knights and the Brave Squad to defeat the evil dragon, with the intention of demonstrating the royal authority." "As a result, Aisha rebelled." Carl had a subtle look on his face. This matter was also related to him. If he hadn't traveled through time and brought the "Invisible Girl", Aisha wouldn't have rebelled now. Hill stared at Carl with her beautiful eyes and said, "If you can defeat the Aisha Brotherhood, I can help you become the next earl and the lord of San Marino recognized by the royal family." Karl looked at her eyes, which had a light in them. It seemed that this was her real purpose. He raised the corner of his mouth and stroked the back of her head. Then press hard. The seventh level of power is fully activated. Karl raised his head and looked at the extremely painful expression on her beautiful face and the long bulge on her slender neck. In the dim room, the dark elf woman finished examining the fox girl's body. There was a fatal wound on her neck, a big hole on the back of her head, and most of her brain was gone. Apparently he couldn't die anymore. But Commander Hill ordered an inspection, and the dark elf woman had to check every part of her body, inside and out. It was soon confirmed that the girl's life was completely gone and there was no strange power left in her body. After the examination, the dark elf woman called the two guards outside the door, signaling them to come and cremate the body, then turned and left the room. There were only two guards left in the room. One of the guards looked down from the girl's pretty face: "Although she is a mixed-blood, she is really beautiful." "Yeah, it's a little deformed." Another guard came up and looked at the girl's slender arm that was twisted and deformed after the fall. The two looked at each other. The dark elf woman walked out of the door and heard the voices of the two guards inside. She knew what they wanted to do, but she just pursed her lips. The dark elves had no sense of respect for corpses. "Are her fingers moving?" The guard exclaimed when he was halfway through unbuttoning his armor. "You are dazzled." Another guard responded disapprovingly. Before he finished speaking, the two men saw in horror that the girl in front of them slowly raised the corners of her mouth. "Hehe~" The girl suddenly let out a soft laugh, and as she laughed, blood flowed from her eyes and the corners of her mouth. Her face was covered in blood, but she smiled very charmingly. She raised her arm that was twisted after the fall and said, "Do you like hands? I'll give them to you." She tore off her arm and threw it at the guard. Chapter 71 People can’t, at least they shouldn’t The accommodation area behind the church has not been affected by the daytime fighting.
Victoria took off her solemn bishop's robe and put on a close-fitting black silk gauze dress. She sat on the leather bench with her plump body, and the black silk dress gently stuck to her graceful figure. Under the long skirt is a pair of plump, slender, snow-white long legs, casually folded together, and the jade feet are as white as a carefully carved work of art. The curves of a mature woman's feet are always more sexy than those of a young girl. Chris sat opposite. Compared with her mother, her temperament was much more reserved and simple. Mother is a gorgeous red rose, and she is a pure white rose. Chris turned his head and avoided his mother's gaze. Victoria watched his daughter's reaction and sighed softly. There was no need to speak for many things. He could guess the general idea just by looking at his daughter's expression. She ran her slender fingers across her plump thighs. "The thing he applied to my body to remove the symbiote's abilities was Dragon Gold Liquid?" Chris didn't dare to look into her mother's eyes. In that crisis situation, she couldn't care less. But it is difficult to say that I applied dragon liquid onto my mother's body. "How did he do that?" Victoria changed the position of her long and beautiful legs and looked at her daughter with her charming eyes. Chris clenched her fists, she was struggling inside. "Time Stops" This incredible ability is too shocking to describe. Karl’s absolute strength made her dare not tell the truth easily, she was afraid of involving her mother. That evil dragon would not let go of any female, let alone a mature beauty like my mother. Victoria kept looking at Chris, looking at her expression of wanting to say something but not being able to, and sighed softly, with a bit of helplessness and emotion in his voice: "Chris, you have grown up." "Ah?" Chris was stunned, looking at the meaningful expression on her mother's face in confusion. Victoria had a wry smile on his face: "The church stipulates that saints need to remain pure, but in fact, it is not a sin to marry a human. After all, we are not gods." "He should be the child of the evil dragon Carl. I have no right to say anything about using the name of an evil dragon. But child, the lifespan of a dragon is different from that of a human. Are you really ready?" The evil dragon Kaal has been wreaking havoc on the empire for decades. And Carl is just a young dragon. But using the name of the evil dragon Carl, it can only be the child of that evil dragon. She looked at her daughter with a delicate mood. She was having a lot of fun with the underage dragon. "?" Chris opened her mouth wide. She now understood what her mother meant. She was forced by Karl, and there was no love between them. At most, the relationship changed from hatred to temporary cooperation. She wanted to explain, but looking at her mother's expression, she suddenly realized that there was no way to explain it. Because of this relationship, my mother didn't even plan to continue asking about the dragon spirit.
"I want to meet him." Victoria put her long, plump legs together: "As your mother." . . . In the dark room of the City Lord's Mansion, human tissue remains were scattered everywhere on the floor and walls. From one and a half heads, it can be roughly seen that these body parts once belonged to two adult males. Michelle stood in a corner of the room, wearing a tight black dress. Her face was extremely ugly, her brows were furrowed, and her eyes were cold. She asked the female dark elf beside her: "What happened?" The female dark elf was obviously frightened. Her voice was trembling with tears in her eyes. "The corpse sent by Commander Hill... that corpse tortured and killed them!" "A corpse killed someone?" Michelle frowned. There was indeed magic that could control a corpse, but the caster couldn't be too far away. She turned to the guards behind her and ordered, "Increase patrols and find the caster." "Yes!" Several black figures behind him disappeared instantly. After giving the instructions, Michelle hurried back to her bedroom in her mansion in her high heels. Wearing transparent black stockings and high heels was Karl's order. Very strange. But after Michelle got used to wearing it, she didn't reject it. She admitted that Karl's design was very beautiful. She pushed the door open and saw Hill washing himself. Michelle is a dark elf, so naturally she would not go to the bathhouse. Instead, she designed a bathroom next to the room, which can be reached directly from the room. She saw Hill wiping his body, his brown skin glowing with a healthy glow under the light. But at this moment, there were several conspicuous scars on the smooth skin. And the ring on his chest, hanging through Hill's flesh and blood. Michelle felt as if he had seen his wife devoting herself to her boss for the sake of his career, and then having an IUD worn on her body. She took a few deep breaths before calming down: "Hill, the corpse named Yihu has come back to life and has left the room." Hill stopped what she was doing, with water droplets still hanging on her toned skin. She turned around, the ring swaying in front of her chest, but there was no surprise on her face: "It doesn't matter. If I really died like that, it would be an accident." Her voice was a little hoarse when she spoke. Michelle frowned and came over: "What's wrong with your throat?" "It's okay, just a minor injury." Hill ran his fingers across the slender neck. Michelle hugged her, feeling the scars on her partner's body, her heart bleeding. She kissed Hill's neck and went all the way down her brown skin. Kiss the abdominal muscles and then go down. "Wait..." Hill's eyes flashed with embarrassment: "I haven't washed it yet." "It's okay." Michelle looked at her with her beautiful eyes: "I will help you cleanse the smell of him."
She stuck out her tongue, a look of surprise on her face, wondering how could there be so much. Carl had no idea that hundreds of millions of his descendants were being devoured. He stood in front of the high window of the city lord's mansion, gazing at the city of San Marino unfolding below. The construction of the dilapidated city walls was very slow, far behind the upcoming attack of the Aisha Knights. Three days later, the main force of the Brotherhood attacked, and the defense of San Marino was completely vulnerable to such an offensive. But Carl couldn't escape because of the infectious ability of the "Invisible Girl". As long as she is given some time, she will become a true evil god and corrode all living things.