Internal strength is really a good thing - this is what Regen wants to say most at the moment.
Although the two goblins had vowed to drain him dry before, they did not expect that when they actually fought, they were killed by Regen as if he had been blessed with bloodthirsty magic.
Sure enough, the best place for a man to show his self-esteem is undoubtedly the battlefield and the bed. Especially when seeing his lover moaning gracefully under the piercing of his "sword", the dual sense of physical and mental satisfaction is even more exciting.
Although Sophie was not a virgin, she didn't know that the current Ragen was very different from the first time he turned her into a woman: from evening to late at night, the weak elf had been raped four times, and her whole body was soft and soft.
She couldn't even lift her fingers from the ground, but she didn't expect that the sword under the knight's body was still full of fighting spirit. She had no choice but to put the pillow on her belly, raise her round buttocks, and bear the pain of Ragen.
Beating down the tart like a battering ram
Night elves are generally thin, but this does not prevent Sophie from having an enviable figure.
The slightly wheat-colored skin is as smooth as jade, and the sharp shoulders and a pair of proud peaks form a graceful and graceful line. They trembled under the strong impact of Ragen, making this wonderful arc even more dry.
The elf's thin moans echoed in the small room, and the entire lord's bedroom seemed to be decorated in pink. Jaina was not idle beside her, her naked and beautiful body was wrapped around Regan like a vine, and she vomited from time to time.
Fragrant tongue, lips and teeth intertwined with the lover, whispering blood-spraying whispers
"Ah~"
With Regen's final firm blow, Sophie's whole body seemed to be pierced by a sharp sword. Her elegant neck was raised, and her body was involuntarily pushed back. Her whole body seemed to be overwhelmed by indescribable pleasure.
After the knight let go of her narrow waist, it took him a while to recover from it.
"Please Elune...I really can't, my dear..."
Sophie fell out of breath and fell on the bed, begging for mercy from Ragen, who was still unsatisfied. Pepper, who never showed weakness, showed a pitiful expression in front of her lover for the first time.
"Oh, this is not good, my dear Sophie," Regen took a breath and pulled away her hands with a smirk, letting the shy elf see clearly his still high "fighting spirit", and said narrowly
, "Who vowed to juice me up a few hours ago? Why can't it be done now?"
Sophie blushed and glanced at the thing that she loved and hated, and begged the female mage who was smiling evilly: "My good sister Gianna, go and help poor little Sophie subdue that big bad snake!
I really can’t even move a finger now…”
"Uh-huh, it's my duty to do so," Jaina raised her eyebrows provocatively at Ragen, and said as proudly as a queen, "Look out for the evil Lord Ragen, and let Jaina's master come... Oops!"
Regan pressed her beautiful body under him, feeling the amazing softness and heat, with an extremely evil smile on his lips: "Really, my female mage? Then let this devil teach you.
!”
"Well…"
With Jaina's half-hearted resistance, another round of demon-slaying battle with no return began in Lord Theramore's room...
———————————————————————————“Dang, Dang…”
The magic clock in the room struck exactly nine, and a ray of sunlight filtered in through the tightly covered floor-to-ceiling windows and sprinkled on the messy velvet bed.
Regen's eyelids moved, and after a long while he opened it with difficulty. Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar gorgeous ceiling, he couldn't help but think of the ridiculous night last night. He smiled and was about to get up, but his hands touched it first.
Two snow-white and pink bodies
"Well..." Sophie turned over in her sleep, hugged Regan's arms, muttered a few words and fell asleep again.
The knight lovingly kissed the elf's smooth forehead, covered her with the rolled-up blanket, and then quietly pulled out his arm to get up, but he accidentally woke up Jaina on the other side.
The female mage yawned, hugged the knight with half-closed almond eyes, put her round thighs on him and hummed: "Why are you up so early? Today is the weekend, and those big soldiers should have gone to the tavern.
Already…”
"It's already nine o'clock, my darling," Regen pinched her nose with a bit of laughter, "Don't you remember that an elf army came in yesterday, and we just threw them into the temporary military camp and ignored them. Now
Both Black Dragon Ruins and Theramore are busy, so you can really sleep..."
"Ah?" Jaina opened her eyes drowsily, seeming to have just remembered this, but then she waved her hands nonchalantly, got back into Ragen's arms and said, "It doesn't matter, leave these little things to Yin
Just let Merle take care of it... Lord Theramore and the General of Crimson Storm will take a day off today."
Regen felt that Jaina's little hands were causing mischief again, and couldn't help grabbing her angrily and funnyly: "Oh, God... stop joking, okay, my lord? You two goblins were quarreling until the early hours of the morning last night.
Are you planning to stay in bed all day today?"
"So what? Who said that being a lord means showing up every day! I have to be a stay-at-home girl today. Do you have any objections?" the female mage said confidently.
"Okay, I can't defeat you," Regen raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, "But I'm going to the military camp later to learn about the survey progress of the Black Dragon Ruins. Please forgive me for not being able to accompany you to stay at home..."
"Really? I don't think so." Jaina pressed Tian's red lips, giggled and slid down from Ragen's chest, burying her head between his legs. The knight hissed lightly, only feeling that because
The protruding male scepter that was erect in the morning was completely sunk into an extremely warm cavity.
Ragen couldn't help but caress Jaina's long, satin-like golden hair. They were draped softly on the female mage's pink back. From Ragen's perspective, it was really beautiful.
It is hard to imagine that the female knight who bumped up and down on her body last night could be the same person as the gentle and shy maid now: logically speaking, most mages have poor physical strength. After all, their fighting method is mainly based on long-range spells, not magic.
Like other melee professions, some degree of physical strength is required, so this is also the origin of the title of "physical idiot" for spell casters.
However, last night's Jaina completely impressed Ragen. Once the usually reserved female mage changes form, it makes even the knights who are far stronger than ordinary people a little bit overwhelmed. If it were not for the strong internal strength as a backing, she might be really killed by the goblin in front of her.
Squeezed dry!
Feeling the warmth between his lover's lips and tongue, Ragen tried his best to resist the urge to gushing out, and gently stroked Jaina's earlobe, signaling for her to return to his arms.
The female mage obediently opened her mouth and unsheathed the long sword. A trace of fragrance with a strange smell was still attached to the tip of the sword. Regan turned her back and hugged her tightly. Almost at the same time, the still high-spirited sword again
Stabbing into another paradise, Jaina moaned and pressed her smooth pink back against the knight's chest.
"You're not going to inspect the military camp now, my knight?" the female mage whispered proudly. She didn't want to wake up Sophie who was sleeping soundly. Although she was already a sister, she would never be generous in this matter even if she could be selfish.
…
"I'm afraid of you goblin..." Regen nibbled on Gianna's ear, breathing rapidly and speeding up his movements, "Fortunately, your man is in good health. If I were a sick man, wouldn't I die on your belly?"
Jaina closed her eyes, opened her mouth slightly, and breathed heavily. When she heard her lover asking questions, she combed her messy hair in her busy schedule, and said in a trembling voice: "I...I won't, my thunder."
Gen is the strongest in the entire continent... Whether on the battlefield or in my bed, you are my pride... My dear!"
"Uh-huh, I like this kind of compliment," Regan smiled mischievously and lightly touched Jaina's jade neck. He passed his hands under his armpits and held two balls of soft jade. He also slowed down his sprint speed——
He didn't intend to settle the matter so hastily.
"By the way, dear..." Jaina's breathing calmed down slightly, and she hummed softly in a soft nasal voice, "Do you have complete confidence in the reconstruction of the Black Dragon Ruins? After all, this is what you are doing in the name of Red Storm.
We are making an agreement with Mori and the others. If it cannot be completed before the estimated time, your prestige in leading troops in the future will be correspondingly damaged..."
"Don't worry, honey," the knight continued to sift slowly and firmly, "I have already thought about the entire trade zone plan, and all I need now is the start-up capital promised by Mori... You know, Theramore itself belongs to
The deep water port can accommodate cargo ships of almost all tonnages. I think as long as the trade zone can be successfully completed, Theramore will be able to be integrated with the western continent behind it. It will no longer be a port city supported solely by taxation, but will become a real port city.
trading center!"
"You are actually still interested in the tribe?" Jaina was a little surprised. "My dear, I advise you to give up this idea. After all, there are many people in the tribe who are hostile to the Alliance. Not all orcs are as good as Roxas.
speech"
"What, even your legendary lover Thrall is like this?" Ragen raised his eyebrows frivolously and stabbed the sword hard, making Jaina couldn't help but moan.
"Go! You're not serious!" The female mage blushed and rolled her eyes at him angrily. She pushed her butt back hard, but little did she know that it would only make the knight more comfortable.
"There are many factions in the tribe. In addition to the moderate faction led by Thrall, there are also a few militant radicals, and the backbone of them is mainly the elite army. Therefore, despite the fact that Theramore is not conquered by Thrall himself,
City, if those die-hard elements attack Theramore first and then attack Theramore, I think a wise man like Thrall can only hold his nose and admit it..."
Jaina naturally knew that Regan dismissed the rumors about herself and the orc chief, so she did not avoid anything and openly admitted her appreciation for Thrall in front of her lover.
"Well, I've also heard that this chief's vision is unusual. Otherwise, he wouldn't have fought against all odds and allied with the human elves to resist the Burning Legion." Regan nodded, and then said with some confusion, "
But where did you hear that the tribesmen are hostile to Theramore? After all, compared to Ashenvale, which is rich in timber resources, I think a port should not be too tempting for the orcs."
"It can't be said to be hostility, to be precise, it's instinctive aggression," Jaina's round legs hooked Regen in reverse, and she explained while feeling the heat of her lover, "I believe you have also heard that the horror totem is
What's going on? Some time ago, when we were on our way to Blackrock Mountain, the traces of these guys seemed to have crossed Thousand Needles and appeared around Theramore. Later, they probably got the news that Crimson Storm was stationed, so they stopped a lot.
But recently there have been several tragic cases of traveling businessmen being murdered for money.”
"Scary Totem?" Regan smiled meaningfully. Naturally, he was no stranger to these cynical tauren: a year ago in Dustwallow Swamp, he was almost cut into pieces by a group of soldiers. If it weren't for the Holy Book,
Redemption, maybe the current Regan is just a puddle of mud drowning in the swamp... This unforgettable hatred, the knight will never forget it no matter what.
"I didn't go looking for trouble with them. I didn't expect these guys to come looking for death instead!" Ragen's heart rarely ignited the flame of revenge. He hugged Gianna's beautiful body tightly and sucked two pieces of pink roses.
The lips speed up and finally let out a roar, ending with a tearful moan from the lover.
Just as the two of them were kissing contentedly and embracing each other quietly to feel the afterglow, the magic transmitter in the room suddenly rang. Apparently, a guest asked to see the lord.
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