It's late at night and people are quiet.

Roger's room began to overflow with magic waves. He stood naked in the center of the room, and flames of various colors appeared and appeared.

Aisirot, who was like an ice puppet, was still sitting quietly in front of him.

After receiving the warning from the Bone Dragon, Roger, driven by fear, began to seize the time to meditate and exercise the skills of using mental power. Feng Yue's idea was completely unpredictable. I don't know when the next test will come, and the consequences of the test failure must be very terrible.

He just didn't know why Feng Yue was in a bad mood. Feng Yue was now becoming more and more like a master, although the bone dragon still called Roger the "master's master".

The reason why Roger can practice magic with confidence now is because Acelot finally smiled, although it had nothing to do with him.

He failed to "satisfie the desires of the beast" in Froya, but Rog's mood was still the pleasure and relaxation that had been rare in these days, and with a hint of unbearable passion, his heart, which was originally occupied by the conspiracy of power, began to move again, and quietly had the idea of ​​several elves protecting the warriors.

When he returned to the Temple of the Gods with brisk steps, he saw the little fairy whispering something in Aisilot's ear.

What surprised and delighted the fat man was that this Bingou who had never even said a word to him all day finally had a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The Death Class completely underestimated the fat man's shamelessness.

Roger immediately attributed the credit that Aisilot had laughed today to himself. Anyway, the class didn't say that this little ice doll must be laughed because of him.

He felt relieved. As for how to make this little Bingou smile tomorrow, that is tomorrow's trouble.

The fat man was fascinated by the little fairy today. He quietly called a gentle and lovely elf guardian warrior. He wanted to start, but no matter where he went or what he did, the little ice doll would follow him. Under the silent gaze of those eyes containing the Bingfeng, all Roger's desire disappeared without a trace, and he could only let the snickering elf guardian warrior leave.

You can't let Aisilot visit all the time, right?

As soon as the desire disappeared, Roger immediately remembered Fengyue's test. He was scared and sweated in a cold sweat and hurried back to the room to practice hard.

Aisilot still followed him without hesitation.

The Temple of the Gods has been completely rebuilt, and its level of beauty and grandeur is second only to the Great Elf Temple. Now the Temple of the Gods of the Gods of the Gods is six stories high, with more than ten spires intricately curved, fully interpreting the meaning of complexity and magnificence. In front of the Temple of the Gods of the Gods is a large lawn, and forward is a small lake that is as smooth as a mirror. The beauty of the scenery is the crown of the city of oracle.

The window on the top floor of the Temple of Gods flickered and darkened, and Essilot's beautiful figure was always reflected on the window.

All the elves like this girl like an ice doll. Two elves warriors guarding the God Envoy's Hall looked at her silhouette in a daze, and suddenly felt a hint of pain in their hearts.

It's already late at night.

A faint black shadow flew over the city of oracle like a ghost.

The black shadow touched the hall of Gods with ease. Looking at the newly renovated hall of Gods and the window with magic light on the top floor, the black shadow couldn't help but be stunned. After a little recognition, it finally swept into a window with light on the fifth floor like a slight smoke.

The movements of this black shadow were so swift and light that all the elf guards were awakened without any awareness.

In the room, Froya was staring at the small teapot in front of her, waiting for the moment when the fire was just right.

A gust of breeze blew by, and there was already one more person in the room.

Fuluya said without raising her head: "If you want to steal something, all the valuables are upstairs. If you want to take revenge, your enemy must be upstairs. If you have something to do, just wait for me. I don't have time to pay attention to you now, don't you see that I'm busy!"

After a while, the pot of tea finally got better, and a faint fragrance began to spread in the room. The little fairy sipped and drank it slowly, and aftertaste it for a long time, then she smiled and raised her head with satisfaction.

"Ah!" She exclaimed, looked at the visitor in disbelief, and said, "Annie! Why is it you! Why did you... become like this?"

The person who came was Androni. Her long chestnut hair was messy, her blue shirt was a little dirty, and she had many holes. If it weren't for the extremely decent cutting skills and several expensive small accessories, this ragged dress looked worse than a civilian in Dresden.

She lost weight a lot, and there was a black stain on her face.

Androni, who has always been obsessed with cleanliness, turned out to be like this, which made Froya feel incredible.

Androni smiled tiredly and said, "I'm very tired, please wash it first and then ask?"

Froya silently led Androni to the bathroom.

The little fairy is greedy for enjoyment, has always been obsessed with cleanliness, and has the opportunity to serve the public and private. Taking advantage of the reconstruction of the God Envoy Hall, she not only occupied a whole floor, but also completely transformed her bathroom.

The whole bathroom is very large and full of natural atmosphere. The unknown vines coil horizontally on the ground and walls, emitting a faint fragrance. There are not a few leaves on the green vines, but there are small flowers of various colors dotted on them. When stepping on these vines, you will feel a slight sour and numbness in the soles of your feet, which is very comfortable.

There is a flower tree in one corner of the bathroom, and half of the branches of the tree stretched out obliquely, covering most of the ceiling.

Under the tree is an irregular bathhouse like a natural pond. The bathhouse is six or seven meters in radius and more than one meter deep, made of natural stone materials. The edges and corners of the stone have been polished by Fuluya with magic. Sitting in this bathhouse, you can just look at the lake and starry sky in the distance through the wide windows.

Fuluya reached out and pressed the wall. A clear spring with misty water sprinkled from the flowers and trees, and soon it filled the bath. The bathtub was ingeniously structured, and the water in the pool leaked out from somewhere. Although the clear spring was still pouring in, the water in the bathtub was always full and not overflowing.

Androni smiled faintly and said, "You always make yourself very comfortable. The magician is really convenient!"

Her crystal-clear fingers bloom like orchids. After a dazzlingly complex movement, her clothes all over her body fell quietly to the ground. No matter what the circumstances, Androni's hands will always remain in the most perfect state.

She jumped up lightly, her perfect body drew a dazzling smooth track in the air, and plunged into the large bathhouse.

There was only a small ripples on the water.

It took a long time...

As the water splashed, Androni suddenly came out of the water and moaned softly: "It feels so comfortable..."

Several strands of long chestnut hair were pressed on her face, and the clear spring was flowing down from the ends of her hair, and her eyes, which seemed to be open and closed, were filled with a confusing light.

If Androni's heroic face was filled with a hint of charm, it would be irresistible.

Froya silently looked at Androni who was washing herself happily, and watched her perfect body floating in the water, appearing and disappearing from time to time, and there was already a confused mist in her eyes.

She leaned against the wall weakly, her whole body trembling gently.

After taking a shower, Androni shone brightly again.

"Annie..." Froya finally couldn't help but scream softly: "What happened to you? How could she be so thin?"

There is unhidden heartache and care in her words.

Androni said as if nothing had happened: "It's nothing, I just practiced swords a little hard. I was all hurt by that fat man."

She touched her cheeks and said to herself, "I'm much thinner." She looked down at her breasts. Although the two crystal nephrites were not very big, they were still plump and perky, which was perfect. Androni let out a long breath and whispered, "It's okay, it's okay..."

Androni suddenly chuckled, stood up from the pool, and then continued to rise in the pool water, and finally only barely located on the pool water with her toes.

Under the blue light of the starry sky, the naked Androni is like an angel that only appears in dreams. But her beauty is mixed with danger and fatal temptation.

She looked at Froya, and her beautiful big eyes were filled with smiles. At this moment, there was only one feeling in Froya's heart...

Beautiful.

"Froya, am I still pretty?"

Froya nodded involuntarily. Looking at Androni under the blue halo, her heart suddenly beating anxiously, making her breathless, and it seemed that silky silkyness came from her fingertips...

Androni smiled proudly, hooked Froya's index finger and said, "Then come down!"

Froya's eyes were full of struggle and sadness. She bit her lower lip and said, "Annie, I finally had the peace of mind like this. You... you can't look back anyway, why bother to provoke me again? Let me live quietly alone."

"Down!"

Froya shook her head, almost begging: "No...please let me go!"

"Then so much nonsense, come down for me!"

Amid the clear laughter, Androni reached out to grab the void, Froya exclaimed, and her body flew up involuntarily and fell into Androni's arms.

Looking at the soft body in her arms and hazy starry eyes, Androni smiled proudly and kissed the little fairy's lilac lips...

With a plop, the water splashed high, and the two peerless beauties wrapped around in the water...

Another world.

The sky in another world is always dark, and the whistling wind always carries the coldness that can freeze the soul.

At the foot of a mountain, a small group of unlucky Dark Knights are being slaughtered.

The demon lotus was still scattered around Feng Yue, and her hands were always in the sleeves on her chest. She had no intention of using the God of Death Scythe, let alone using her invincible right hand.

Feng Yue's figure seemed to be slowly passing by the Dark Knight, but in fact it was extremely fast. At least Gregory was always unable to catch up with her figure.

No matter which dark knight it is, as long as it enters ten meters in the radius of Feng Yue, its skull will suddenly explode and shatter, and a ray of soul fire shining with dark light will float out from under the helmet.

"It's so fucking cool!" The bone dragon couldn't find a suitable flattery, so he could only think viciously in his heart.

Gregory's two pairs of blue and black wings were shaking rapidly, rushing around the air like lightning.

Its fighting style has become much smarter now. Whether it is the Dark Knight or other undead creatures, its speed is much slower than it. The Bone Dragon takes advantage of its huge speed advantage and will instantly force it to a distance less than one meter away from the Dark Knight. Before the Dark Knight reacts, a small mouthful of dragon breath will spray on their helmets and condense into a layer of blue crystal on it.

Such a thin layer of blue crystal is not enough to be fatal. But the bone dragon will then add a claw. Although the bone dragon cannot do anything to the Dark Knights with two inches of iron helmets, the combination of the two is enough to shatter the Dark Knight's brittle skull. Then the wisp of soul fire that floats out will be sucked into the Bone Dragon.

Since the battle with Nicholas, Feng Yue has recovered from the death scythe. The Bone Dragon cannot see how she slaughtered these Dark Knights, and she was so admiring that she was almost fainted. But it has no time to flatter. From time to time, a ray of soul fire floats out around Feng Yue. The Bone Dragon hurriedly rushed over and absorbed it, and then ran back to see which Dark Knight was disliked and then went to find its bad luck.

Although he was exhausted and ran, the Bone Dragon enjoyed it. Feng Yue had long stopped absorbing the souls of the immortal creatures. These Dark Knights are now supplements for the Bone Dragon.

Out of extreme blind worship of Fengyue and his own strength, Gregory has begun to imitate her fighting style. The Bone Dragon is somewhat self-aware and knows that he cannot learn Fengyue's current fighting style. The Bone Dragon even circles a dark knight and curses it for dozens of times before its death, and will never let the Dark Knight break a bone.

Therefore, Gregory is second to the next. Now it is important to use just the right power to bring opponents to the land of destruction. Although they always spend a lot of effort in each battle. In terms of the degree of paranoia, Gregory is not much different from Fengyue and Roger. No matter what kind of enemy they encounter, the Bone Dragon adheres to its principle of defeating the enemy. Even if it often suffers great losses, it will never repent. Anyway, even if it is broken, it will recover by Fengyue.

After the Bone Dragon sucked the soul of the last Dark Knight, the surroundings became quiet, and dozens of Dark Knight's soul essence became part of the Bone Dragon's energy.

Before the Bone Dragon could sigh, Feng Yue walked towards the distance. In an instant, her dreamy figure appeared in the distance. The Bone Dragon could not even howl twice, so she hurriedly chased after him.

The other world became quiet again.

At some point, Fengyue and Bone Dragon appeared at the top of a lonely peak again. Fengyue still stood in the air on the edge of the cliff, while the Bone Dragon floated behind her as before.

The bone dragon first flattered a few words, and then carefully said: "Master, he has been working hard recently. How are you going to accept his strength?"

Feng Yue snorted and said coldly: "Study hard? Hum!"

The smart Gu Long immediately changed his words: "Yes! He is in the mood to do those boring things, and... still..."
To be continued...