Episode 1 Martial Arts Master Chapter 130 Molesting the Elf
Zhimo nodded and said with a cold face: "No need to be polite, thank you for your hard work." Hill held his hand and smiled very reservedly.
Wicklow was angry: I want to win you over, but you still think you are the boss? He looked up and saw Tyree Hill smiling brightly, "Oh, Mrs. Saga..." She didn't think much about it when she saw it from a distance, so she came to
In front of me, I could see the dazzling beauty of the Vice-President's wife, which made my breath suffocate. I couldn't help but grab her hand and kiss her hand, saying: "Madam, your beauty makes me stunned."
lose!"
Shen Zhimo was furious. Did Terry Hill's jade hand be touched casually by others? He couldn't think about it at the moment. He pretended to suddenly lose his footing, yelled "Oops" and fell towards Wicklow, hiding his elbows in his arms, secretly
She used her inner strength to hit him hard on the temple.
This move was insidious and vicious, and it was impossible for Wicklow to avoid it when he was obsessed with Tyreseel. Noda's body was knocked far away. Fortunately, the carpet was soft and he was not injured, but he was dizzy and tinnitus for a long time and could not get up.
Tyreseer was shocked. Her eyes were sharp and she saw the clues. She thought to herself: "Saga doesn't like others kissing my hand. Why? This seems to be a very common etiquette."
Shen Zhimo pretended to get up again and said with a smile: "Oh, Mr. Wicklow, I came in a carriage all the way. My legs and feet were weak and I was unsteady. I accidentally bumped into you. Please forgive me for being thrown.
Injury, oh, I’m really sorry..."
The guard next to him quickly helped him up and sat on the chair for a while before he managed to recover. Fortunately, Shen Zhimo had saved nine percent of his strength, otherwise his head would have been shattered by this time. Of course, he couldn't blame Saga for what happened on the surface, so he had to
He sighed: "Mr. Vice-President, it's very hard to come all the way, so you should go and rest first. Wait until tomorrow's working day to submit the appointment document to the prince and officially take office. By the way, there is a reason why the prince didn't come to pick you up. He is talking to a few other people.
The adults are preparing a welcome banquet to welcome you."
The villa was large enough and had many rooms. Wicklow arranged them on the third floor, with six guardsmen sharing two rooms, Aubrey and four other attendants sharing two rooms, and Ysela living in a small servant room.
room, leaving Shen Zhimo and Terry Hill to share the master bedroom.
Terry Hill was a noble high priest of the elf moon god Grace. He had never been used to living with others, but he felt Shen Zhimo's familiar and friendly atmosphere. Unexpectedly, he didn't resist in his heart and just nodded silently.
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Shen Zhimo thought that having a wife in name only would be of great benefit to him, so he simply made no excuses and planned to wait until night to negotiate with Terry Hill to resolve the accommodation issue for the two of them.
Aubrey and others got together to bet on whether the boss and the elf sister would be able to do something good tonight. Everyone thought that the boss was magical and should be able to do it, but the bet was one-sided.
There are no entertainment options in the town. After the sumptuous dinner, there is a long and lonely night. The night wind howls. Patrols carrying oil lamps and torches pass by on the road downstairs from time to time. Wicklow has no interest in provoking them anymore and just tells his servants to be careful.
After treating the distinguished guests, I went down to the third floor first.
There was no air conditioning in the spacious suite, and the air was cool and pleasant. The autumn wind blew through the hawthorn trees and stirred up small waves. Shen Zhimo was watching the night view on the balcony. It was pitch black in the distance. Terry Hill stood behind him and said: "Vic
Luo is an acquaintance of Heyman, Director of the Personnel Department of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, so I asked him to take care of you. There are six members of the diplomatic delegation, and each one has a backing. The prince is stubborn and has a rough temper. You can only show your qualifications when you come, and you will not be able to send anything.
use."
"Really?" Shen Zhimo said with a smile: "I'm about to do something big, so I can figure out a future for myself after I go back. The Dark Sunflower Club can't do it without official support. Please tell me the origins of those members.
"
"Prince Torsedlin is the queen's cousin and the nephew of the current regent. He plays a very important role in the political situation of the empire and is the fourth heir to the throne. The regent has appointed him to preside over the peace talks and expects his
A strong character can bring the greatest benefits to the empire. But I think Tortheldrin has no negotiation skills, otherwise he would not have been delayed for several years." Tyreseer's voice is always so soft and pleasant: "Six members, plus
You are the seven people, one of whom is a negotiator from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and the other is the consul of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs in Chief City of Quemond. They are very familiar with the business of Thunder Chief Kingdom, but the prince almost never adopts their opinions. Also.
There is the Secretary of Commerce, who is in charge of negotiations on trade affairs between the two countries; the Director of the Social Affairs Department of the Ministry of Internal Affairs; the Commander-in-Chief of the Expeditionary Force; and the Bishop of the Cathedral of Light, each of whom has his own unique identity."
Shen Zhimo was very satisfied with Terry Hill's profound knowledge: "So what is the composition of the Orc Emirate?"
"The leading figures involved in the negotiations in the Thunder Emirate are the Thunder Clan Shaman Nostradamus, the Witch Doctor Farahim, and the Frostwolf Army Warlord Chromaggus. Because the orcs believe in totems, their shamans
As revered as our elf moon priestess is, after hundreds of years of development, shamans have formed a privileged class, controlling the economic, political, industrial and commercial lifelines of the orc country, and this Nostradamus is the ancestor god of the orcs.
The soul shaman in the temple has a very high status. The status of the witch doctor among the orcs is similar to that of the shaman, they are both nobles. The governor is equivalent to the general of the Senian Empire."
Shen Zhimo complimented: "You are so detailed. You are like a living encyclopedia. You know almost everything."
Tyreseer turned her eyes to his face and changed the topic very abruptly: "Saga, do you want me to pretend to be your wife?"
Shen Zhimo's face remained calm and his heart did not beat: "Of course, you know, this makes my movements easier, doesn't it? My dear madam?"
Tyreseer turned his face to one side, and his expression could not be seen in the dark night. After a long time, he said: "Okay, I will try my best to cooperate with you."
Shen Zhimo caught a glimpse of goosebumps on her delicate jade neck, and thought to himself: "The usually calm elf seems to be nervous? Why is she nervous? We are all so familiar with each other, what can't we say?" He could not understand the female mind.
, said: "Tonight, I will sleep next door. If there is any movement from Wicklow, please notify me as soon as possible." The suite arranged by Wicklow has a master bedroom and a room, which is very thoughtful.
Terry Hill grabbed his generous palm with her backhand and said, "Since we are pretending to be husband and wife, let's pretend to be a little bit alike. It doesn't matter if we sleep in the same bed." His tone was calm, as if he was recounting a trivial matter.
Since even the woman said so
Not sure what Terry Hill was thinking, he deliberately said calmly: "Okay, since it's so late, let's go to bed early. Old bastard, do you want to take a bath?" After becoming famous in the world, Shen Zhimo recommended himself to him.
There are many so-called chivalrous women. But they all have triangular ears, pig heads and dog faces, and are appalling in appearance. They have never thought much about the relationship between men and women. Now this female elf who is more beautiful than Xi Tzu actually takes the initiative to ask for it. The physiological psychology in her heart that has been suppressed for a long time
Desire finally has a tendency to spread.
"Don't call me a magician. The elves' prophecies have always been accurate. The priests of the Holy Light Religion Institute cannot compare with us." Tyreseer was slightly annoyed.
"Really? Then how many wives do you predict I will have?"
Shen Zhimo was just joking, but Terry Hill thought he was seriously discussing the problem with her. He took out the Heart of the Blood Moon and placed it in the palm of his left hand, chanting a few obscure words. The Heart of the Blood Moon emitted a blood-red light that was so intense that even the ceiling was covered with blood.
The crystal chandelier on the ceiling also became dim, and a strange blood mist extended throughout the room.
After more than ten minutes, beads of sweat oozed from the old magic stick's forehead. Several vague shadows appeared in the Heart of the Blood Moon crystal, and then gradually disappeared. The mist was absorbed back. Tyreseer let out a long breath.
She looked at him with strange eyes and said: "Your future is not very clear. Because of the powerful power of the devil's curse, I can only see a little bit of the content..."
"Hmm? Can you really calculate it for you? Tell me what you saw? Do I have three thousand beauties in my harem or countless wives and concubines?"
"You have two to six wives, although this does not conform to our elves' concept of monogamy. I can only see two of them, one of whom is of noble status and has tremendous power..."
Shen Zhimo didn't believe it at all, and laughed and said: "Magical fortune tellers always like to exaggerate. They defraud your employers of their money. It seems that you have contracted their problems. Also, tell me who the other person is. Is it a princess or a goddess of a certain country?
"
Terry Hill hesitated to speak, hesitating, which was completely incompatible with the clean and cold image before: "Well... forget it, I don't know, you can guess for yourself, just think that I am lying."
Shen Zhimo thought she couldn't make up a lie, but he couldn't bear to press her. He said, "Then you can figure out what new developments the diplomatic delegation will make tomorrow."
Terry Hill said: "Prophecy consumes a lot of mental energy. After I help you predict, you need to pray to the moon god for a full moon before you can use it again. However, the situation is clear and you can easily deduce that there will be some wonderful progress tomorrow. Everything
The variables are all on you."
"Why?"
"I want to tell you about the working principle of prophecy first. Ancient civilization has developed a rule called the Butterfly Law. Substitute things into the Butterfly Law, determine everything related to the thing, and deduce according to the Butterfly Law.
If you go on, you can get the state of things in a few weeks, or even years or decades. The greater the power used for judgment and deduction. The wider the scope of the judgment, the longer the future that can be deduced. According to the Butterfly Law
The introduction said that even life habits, personality traits, influence modifications of unknown forces, etc. will be brought in. As long as the target object does not include the caster himself, and consciously violates his normal behavior because he knows the future, the deduced results will be slightly different from the real future.
There are differences, but it is correct to look at it from a large perspective." Terry Hill talked eloquently without pausing, and continued: "You have a strong personality and will not be willing to be inferior to others. You also have to do something when you come to the diplomatic and peace negotiation delegation.
This is such a big deal, how can the prince and those people stop you?"
Shen Zhimo could only understand the last sentence and nodded: "Yes, my top priority is to take the leadership of the diplomatic corps into my own hands. If the negotiation fails and we return to Elida City in despair, what kind of hero can we be?"
Tyreehill smiled: "Yes, I think it's better to start with Director Wicklow first. He has a typical wallflower personality. He will fall to whichever side the wind is strong. You only need to work a little harder.
It will turn him completely upside down."
Shen Zhimo thought to himself: "It's good to have such a virtuous wife in this world." He said: "Let's not talk about boring things like that. Let's go to bed early."
He didn't care, he took off his clothes and pants in front of Terry Hill, leaving only a pair of wretched underwear, and sat down on the bed. Terry Hill pretended not to care, secretly observing his muscle lines and the muscles all over his body.
Scar. The two of them acted calmly on the surface, but in fact they were very embarrassed on the inside. Shen Zhimo had been aloof and arrogant all his life, and after all, he couldn't help but do bad things like a flower picker.
Tyreseel took his hand and lay down together. One of them was a master of the Nirvana Kung Fu, and the other was a Priestess of Grace of the Moon. They didn't feel tired even if they didn't sleep for days and nights, so they stared at each other on the bed.
It was the elf who broke the deadlock: "Let me tell you about Wicklow's weakness."
The chandelier went out, and the two finally fell asleep as morning approached.
The next day Shen Zhimo got up and saw Terry Hill still sleeping, lying on his side, with beautiful curves, and his tall chest rose and fell steadily with a moving rhythm. The only pity was that he didn't take off anything. He cursed himself: "Fuck,
You are not Senior Brother Yue, the head of the Huashan Sect, so you are pretending to be a gentleman and you are wasting your time by not taking advantage of others."
As soon as he raised his hand, he squeezed the turbulent breasts. Unexpectedly, he still didn't want to finish it. He licked his lips and thought: "No wonder there are so many lewd thieves in the world. They are so charming. It's not just casual talk." He simply opened the book of Te Ruixi.
I stuck my hand into the lapel of my clothes. This time was very different from the last time I casually touched it in the Tower of Eternal Time. The stimulation spread from the palm of my hand, crackling like electric sparks and flowing to the key points all over my body.
It was the first time that he had done something bad like molesting a woman. As if he was facing a formidable enemy, he used the Annihilation Technique to absorb all the sounds of things around him. He saw Terry Hill's eyelashes trembling slightly, and he was almost scared out of his wits. He used the fastest speed to
He pulled back his hands, and the "Ladder Cloud Zong" Qinggong under his feet was activated instantly. He jumped three meters away in the blink of an eye, stroking his heart and secretly shouting: "It's so fucking exciting!" As early as the heart rhythm and blood circulation of Terry Hill,
She had an abnormal pulse and felt that she had woken up, but since she continued to pretend to be asleep, she was too embarrassed to point it out, so she pretended that nothing had happened.
Taking a deep breath, he already asked Ysela to help him get dressed as if nothing was wrong.