MTL - One Hundred Ways to Become a God-Chapter 112 Hypothetical paladin

He was caught in meditation.

A kiss went down, and the blood elf not only did not happily lift his tail as he thought, but the **** scorpion became more sullen, which made him feel a bit of a bad atmosphere.

- That is not a positive emotion.

Sure enough, the blood elf was silent for a long time, and reached out to touch the place where he had just been kissed by the soft lips of the Son. He suddenly opened his mouth and asked: "Lord of the Son, you believe that I am so ignorant." Attacker?"

Although the mouth of the blood elf is open, his scarlet eyes are cold, which is obviously a hypocritical smirk floating on the surface.

"..." He Wei’s eyes moved around and left, and eventually he did not answer.

The reaction of the blood elf is really not normal. He can't understand the psychology of the blood elf now. Some people worry that they will force the object to be more neurotic.

The blood elf saw him not answering, and on the surface it looked very calm and asked: "Do you like me?"

He Wei: "..."

I always feel that in the state of blood elves, whether he answers "like" or "dislike", he is wrong...

He did not take psychology at the beginning, and he did not know how to deal with this psychologically distorted problem.

Therefore, He Wei firmly believes in the principle of saying more and more mistakes and chooses to temporarily refuse to communicate with this neuropathy.

In the eyes of the blood elves, his reaction is really irritating.

The little mouse looked left and right. The black and long eyelids trembled, and the corners of his mouth twitched nervously. He refused to answer his question. It was obviously guilty.

What is his guilty conscience?

Is it because – by himself, unrelentingly debunked the thoughts in my heart?

It was such a heart-wrenching little mouse that made people want to crush him and swallow it directly into the stomach, and he could no longer be angry.

Has he never discovered the nature of this bright saint?

The blood elf thought this way, using a hand to easily clamp the light chin of the bright son, forcing him to look up at himself.

Then he stretched out his other hand and used the pale fingertips under the moonlight to fiddle with the slightly curled eyelashes of the Son. After playing enough, there was a thin layer of eyelids, and he was badly The eyeballs were pressed and pressed, and the eyelids were stunned. The dark eyes became wet, and even the corners of the eyes smashed the water vapor.

The human eye is one of the most vulnerable parts of the body. Even if he knows clearly that the blood elf does not really hurt him, but because of his biological instinct, he still controls the body to keep shrinking. a passive situation.

Seeing this appearance, the blood elf seems to sneer in a low voice, the hand that clamped his chin slightly loosened, and then he will quickly escape from him when he is about to withdraw from his clamp. The bright light of the palm of the hand pulled back, leaning over and rudely biting on his lips.

He let the little mouse linger outside for so long, and now "Eros's gift" has been temporarily sealed by him, he will start to recover the interest he deserves.

No matter what careful thoughts of His Royal Highness, he could not escape his palm.

The blood elf is obviously inexperienced, and it does not know how to kiss people. It only follows the instinct of the animal in its body, constantly tearing the lips of the prey, and it is as big as trying to take people into the abdomen.

After a while, the lips of Guangming Shengzi were swollen and swollen by him. The two lips, which were light in color and pink, also became red, as if they were gently rubbed a few times, they would bleed. general.

The physical strength of the bright son is as bad as he knows, but he has been blocked by the lips for a few minutes. After being released, he can only breathe out with a sigh of relief, and the white cheeks are shallow. Light pink, the skin touched by his fingertips is also hot.

The soft and bright red tongue in the mouth of the saint looms in the teeth as he gasps, constantly attracting the appetite of the predator, and the blood elf stares at it for a few seconds, then decisively leans over again, and the target clearly catches The little tongue had a good play.

This time, he seems to be self-taught, not only is the action a lot more familiar, but the empty hand also puts on the shoulders of the Son, forcing him to put his body close to himself.

After the end, the blood elf opened his mouth again and looked at the cheeks of Guangming Shengzi, which had been completely burned red. Like a gentleman, he asked him politely afterwards: "Do you like me to you?"

This time the smile is no longer a smirk, and He can clearly see the excitement in his eyes.

He Wei: "..."

He refused to answer this question.

And strongly suspect that his subject needs treatment.

This time, the blood elf didn't care about his silence. He just pushed his hand down and squeezed it extremely harshly on his semi-soft and hard parts.

He Yan’s body is stiff...

Then he suddenly thought that there was still a seed in his body that could not smell the lust. Now why is it not moving at all?

Is the effect of the Elves holy water so good?

But now it's obviously not a good time to ask about these things. Moreover, due to the extremely sensitive body of Cecil, who has been perennial for a long time, he quickly has no energy to think about it anymore.

In the meantime, he heard the blood elf sound hoarsely asking him: "Lord of the Son, why don't you ask the head of the Paladin for help?"

At that moment, He Wei suddenly felt that he had touched a little blood elf's thinking mode.

However, he still cautiously chose to remain silent.

The blood elf saw that he seemed to be making up his mind to stop talking tonight, meaning he sneered unconsciously and continued his movements.

......

Outside the door, in the darkness of the night, in addition to some subtle footsteps caused by the changing of the Paladin, it was quiet and no other movements could be heard.

These loyal paladins took turns guarding the safety of the bright son in front of the house, but did not find the strangeness in the room at this time.

The next morning, they finally packed up and finally set foot on the way back.

Before they left, all the people in the small town of Simi consciously gathered outside the Holy See to bid farewell to them.

They learned the dangerous existence from the old bishop on the second day after the high-level Warcraft was killed in the Ange Mountains. At the same time, they were full of gratitude to the saints who killed it.

He refused the gifts prepared by the people and went with the Paladins to the nearest city with a transmission.

He is not like the original, he is full of loyalty to the goddess of light, and in all his free time, he has to hurry and pray in the heart of the goddess of light, who is respectful.

Anyway, idle and nothing to do, he simply sat in a comfortable carriage, analyzing the psychology of the blood elves in a row.

The situation last night was too confusing. He was in it and was affected by some uncontrollable factors. Naturally, he didn't have the energy to think about it.

Now when I think about it, I found many details that I didn't notice at the time.

First of all, from the beginning of the blood elf is almost self-deprecating attitude, he should think that he hates him?

He Wei silently recalled his reaction to the **** elf's first night attack and found that it was possible to make the other side misunderstood.

But when he met again, he kissed him along the other side's heart. This kind of good move should have made the other person feel happy. Why is the blood elf just like the tail being trampled, and immediately frowned?

After careful consideration, combined with the other party last night, "inadvertently" asked him why he did not ask for help from the head of the Paladin. He suddenly felt that he might have touched the **** elf's point.

In his consciousness, Ambrose and the blood elf who covered the face are the same person, just wearing different masks, so he will naturally squat on both sides, without any psychological burden.

However, in the eyes of the blood elves, he is unaware of these. After showing his false identity to "Ambros", he will obey him. He probably thinks that he is very emotional... casual people?

When he is finished, is he setting up a game for the bright son?

He Wei: "..."

However, he can eat his own vinegar to eat so real feelings, and he is very admired. He is also very admired.

He opened the small window on the carriage and looked for the head of the Paladin.

Paladins and cardinals are riding on World of Warcraft. The privilege of riding a carriage is only a talented person.

Ambrose was not far away. He only looked at it roughly, and saw the straight and wide back on the back of the Warcraft in front of the carriage.

The Paladin was keenly aware of his gaze, holding the reins, controlling the speed of slowing down the World of Warcraft, and when he was in a position flush with the carriage window, he gave him a charming smile on his side.

The light golden hair was blown loose by the wind along the way. A few squats from the forehead and sagged slightly, leaving him a little more wild than usual.

Especially when the blue eyes that are as deep as the precious sapphires are focused on a person, they can attract the soul of the person.

I can't see that this is the evil creature that last night that he couldn't help but ask for mercy.

Although he did not go to the last step last night, at the crucial time, he was too late to be fooled by this person to get into it.

After the captain of the Paladin showed his charm, he asked him with concern: "His Royal Cecil, is there any order?"

"..." He Wei paused a bit, in order to verify the guess in his heart, he also returned a sweet smile to the head of the Paladin.

"No, just a little bit of awkwardness in the carriage, please don't worry."

Then he saw that Ambrose’s eyes suddenly darkened and seemed very uncomfortable.

He Wei silently put a tick behind his guess and then calmly closed the window.

I don't know if he is a bit of a bad taste. He thinks it is quite interesting to see the blood elves change face.

The return journey is much easier than when it comes. In order to take care of the body of the Son, the team is moving very slowly.

The location of the small town of Simi is very remote. They have been walking for nearly a day, and they have not encountered a city that can settle down. After the sky is dark, they can only choose to sleep in the wild.

For most people, sleeping in the wild is often a choice that can only be made when the helplessness is extreme. Because there are often some warcraft infested by the magic in the wild, it poses a great threat to the traveller.

However, in the case of such a team with the presence of the Light Son and the Paladin, and the extremely powerful armed forces, it is possible to scare off some low-level Warcraft with low intelligence by the imposing manner. Those ones.

However, it is still necessary to be prepared.

They chose an open flat as a place to sleep tonight, and then the saints and the cardinals set up a ban on defense. The middle and lower levels of Warcraft can be directly banned. Kill, even if the high-level Warcraft comes, it can cause some damage to it.

The Paladins are also divided into trio and are rotated on duty.

Tonight, as most people expected, it was a calm night. Several Warcrafts tried to approach them. After feeling the strong light of the atmosphere here, they quickly scared to turn around and run away.

However, the ban and inspections, while able to protect foreign sneak attackers, have no effect on the people inside the team.

On this defensive night, the tents of the brightest sons who were protected by the people in the innermost area were still quietly attacked.

The blood elf pressed his body to the ground with his own body, and easily smothered his two wrists with one hand. A pair of blood-red eyelids that seemed to be infiltrated with blood swept up and down his entire body, as if I want to open his flesh and blood and see if he can hold a few people in his heart.

This **** little mouse, who was already disheartened by Ambrose yesterday, turned to a night attacker who didn’t know the origin. Today, Ambrose is just a good attitude towards him. And Baba’s smile on the person with a tempting smile is really no bone!

Does he think - both?

The blood elf is simply laughing at his own cognition.

He wanted to pick up the half-hearted bright son with a cold chain and use his cruelest punishment to force his mind.

- But he can't bear it.

The raging fire of the blasphemy burned in his heart, and finally all deteriorated into another burning flame, prompting him to reveal the sharp teeth and tearing the people under him.

So he followed his inner desires, turned his sharp nails through his white neck, kissed his tongue with a lingering tongue, and tasted the sweet blood of his beloved.

Then he showed a sullen smile to the bright son. "My honorable son of the Son of God, I will arrive at Hefeiel soon. If you don't ask the paladin for help, is it hope that the pope can give you?" Help?"

He Yan’s hanging eyelashes trembled a little, like a person who was questioned by a lover, staring at him with a dark eye with a trace of water, shaking his head and denying: “No, I will not Tell your existence..."

The blood elf said with a low voice and started the night tonight.

......

On the seventh morning, the team finally returned to the Central Holy See in Hefeiel.

After returning to the Holy See, the Pope immediately summoned He Wei. After a formal inquiry about his mission, he raised the incident of his encounter with Ambrose.

Although the three cardinals must have reported this to him early by other means, the matter involved the head of the Paladin, the old fox of the Pope was obviously more vigilant than he thought.

He Wei kept the calm and clear face of Cecil, and cautiously answered the Pope's questioning under the watchful eyes of the gray eyes filled with invisible pressure.

Fortunately, Cecil is a person who feels a little cold about external things. He only needs to imitate the style of Cecil, and he will go through the same thing in a few words.

- After all, the less you say, the less likely you are to show your feet.

After interrogating these questions, the Pope probably did not doubt his answer. The seriousness in his eyes faded away, and a little mercy was revealed. He talked about his upcoming 18-year-old adult ceremony: "My child, this time. The task is very good, and in the days to come, prepare your adult ceremony."

He went on to say: "I have chosen three paladins for you. They are Rolla, McGall and Jane. They all have the intention to form a loyal contract with you. You can contact them privately. See which one is more suitable for your heart."

The Pope is a man of great control. He not only controls Cecil's every move with the eyeliner that is spread throughout the Holy See. Now, even the candidates of the Seychelles are also delineated by him.

However, He did not raise any objection to this, but he saluted him mercifully, as the original Cecil did. "Follow your teachings, father."

Since then, He Wei has returned to the whole day, in addition to eating and sleeping, taking a bath and bathing is a monotonous life praying to the statue of the goddess of light.

- If you harass from time to time, remove the blood elves.

After returning to the Holy See, the blood elf did not disappear, but it was obviously scrupulous. The frequency of coming to the "night attack" was greatly reduced, and it usually appeared once in three or four days.

However, the direct consequence of the frequency drop is that each time the blood elf is very excited, I can't wait to swallow him all in the way, especially to the places that will not leave traces.

In fact, he felt that the blood elf couldn't help but want to completely wipe him out, but he didn't know why, every time he stopped at the last minute.

Is it because of the seed in his body?

But did the blood elf have already suppressed it through the bottle of suspected elf holy water?

It was too uncomfortable to be lifted up and not fully satisfied. He had euphemistically hinted at the blood elf, but the blood elf just ignored his suggestion with great restraint and comforted him with a tone: "It is not the time. ""

This made him suspicious of the blood elves doing something big in the back.

Sure enough, before his arrival of the rite of passage, Hefeier was caught off guard and had a sensation that caused a sensation throughout the continent.

When the Pope blessed a little emperor who had just had a full moon in the palace, he showed signs of being infected by the magic!

As soon as this matter spread, it quickly caused a sensation on the entire continent of DeLand.

Not only humans, but almost every race on the continent of Deland has hated and feared the pollution of World of Warcraft, turning them into brutal monsters, and the Holy See has always been considered a magical nemesis, but now there is news. It is said that the pope himself is suspected of being contaminated by magic gas, which has subverted everyone's cognition!

The Bright Holy See and the Delan royal family have been fighting in the dark for a long time. Regardless of the truth of this matter, it is obviously impossible for the DeLand royal family to let go of this opportunity that is almost delivered to the door.

So on the second day of the incident, King DeLand quickly put the Pope himself under the name of investigating the truth of the matter.

The fact that the pope was under house arrest is equivalent to a signal. The situation of the Bright Holy See, which is located all over the mainland of DeLand, is somewhat subtle, especially in the Central Holy See of Hefei, because the clergy and the pope are getting along with each other. The doubt is the loudest.

The people strongly urged the Royal Family to immediately conduct a magical investigation of the other bishops in the Central See.

This is only external pressure. From the inside, the pressure on the Central Holy See is not small.

The shortcomings of the Pope’s overpowered power have completely disappeared. The entire operation of the Pope’s Central Holy See has been almost paralyzed, but in just a few days, the affairs have piled up like mountains and collapsed, even if He was rescued after he was hired. Handling these things in a little bit, I haven’t been able to save the situation.

I didn't know what deal the Paladin and the Royal Family had reached, and finally crossed the Delan royal family and temporarily took over the management of the Central Holy See.

The Cardinals of the Central Holy See also collectively objected to this, but under the double oppression of the Delan royal family and the Paladin, they could only accept this established fact.

Soon after, King DeLand and the head of the Paladin jointly issued a statement emphasizing that only the signs of magic were discovered in the Pope. The rest of the clerics of the Central Church have confirmed that they have become a little more magical. There are no relationships, and the local churches are also in the process of reviewing them. They will definitely give the people a complete result.

The Bright Holy See was barely stable.

However, the seeds of suspicion have been planted in the hearts of the people. Even with such a statement, the reputation of the Holy See on the continent of DeLand has quickly dropped to the lowest point in nearly three hundred years.

Then, in such a swaying atmosphere, the adult ritual of the Bright Son arrived.