The Rise of the Cemetery

Chapter 0212 Lecherous Master

Li Xun gently pecked at Xi Lisi's red lips.

Xi Lisi's body began to throb, his hands could not help but around the mage's neck. The delicate cheeks were hot and hot, and on the closed beautiful eyes, the black eyelashes flickered like butterflies. If there was a whimper of melody slowly flowing from the nose, under the confusion of emotion, Hillis could do nothing but passively accept it.

At the moment when both of them were confused, the quilt on the bed quietly moved, and the crow's mouth protruded a small bird head from inside, and looked on the head with a strange smile. At the same time, a shadow in the corner slowly deepened and thickened, a bit heavier than usual.

The intimacy of the two continued, just as the mage's hand was cruising deeper into the skirt of Xilisi, Xilisi suddenly opened her beautiful eyes, and a pair of bright blue bright eyes stared closely at the strange Li Xun.

Li Xun froze with a big hand, hey smirked a few times, embarrassed to withdraw, and embarrassed to continue to deepen, only to froze there. Just as Li Xun intends to show his Daqing Faith again, the voice of Xi Lisi comes out quietly.

"There's no surveillance here, you just lied to me, right, great Master Li Xun?" Hillis lowered her head, buried her face in the shoulder of the mage, and instead embraced the mage's back with her hands instead.

The heat on the face of the beautiful princess can be clearly felt even with a few layers of clothing.

"You have said that you will not lie to me!" Xi Lisi freed a hand, gently poking the position of Li Xun's heart, Yuhong covered with Hongxia was attracted by the index finger.

"Uh ..." Li Xun began to scratch his head. Why is her thinking so clear, shouldn't the women in love all be cerebral palsy?

"I feel like maybe ..." Li Xun racked his brain and tried desperately to think of various ways to scam the past without deceiving, but it didn't seem to work.

"Hum! Can't find any words? For the first time, I forgive you!" Hillis hummed softly, her long and beautiful fingers circled unconsciously on the mage's chest.

Where does she know that her own actions can even trigger the other's desires? A second later, Silith looked down in surprise, and there seemed to be a warm thing creeping there. Although the beautiful princess was simple, she was not stupid. She understood what she knew almost instantly. Her body that had just calmed down was hot again.

At the next moment, Li Xun hummed sullenly.

The fierce and beautiful princess bit a muscle in his chest, twisted a few bitterly left and right, and grasped the muscles of the mage's waist with both hands, doing a 180 degree whirl.

Hillis jumped from him, rushed out of the room, and rushed back to her room at the call of the two maids.

Li Xunya gritted his several wounds with a grin, but his face showed a painful and happy weird expression, as if remembering the sweet touch just now. After a long time, Li Xun just turned his face, and rolled his eyes at the corner without a word.

"Come out, do you think I don't know where you are? And you, the **** of the crow's mouth, don't know the avoidance point, and almost stirred the good thing of Lao Tzu!"

The crow's mouth was drilled out of the quilt, and a series of continuous "quack" screams made a mockery in his own way. The shadow in the corner began to swell slowly, and gradually got rid of the shackles of the black shadow, and slowly came out, showing the fair-skinned white face of the nymph.

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Undead world.

Under the grey sky, it was the dull monotonous scenery that made people want to commit suicide.

Arthas rode a sturdy horse horse and ran on the gray ground. The black cloak fluttered up, revealing the burly and strong body below. The skeletal warhorse's four hooves, specially modified, burned with a purple flame that never extinguished, leaving countless scorching marks behind them.

This skeleton warhorse was specially modified by the owner who likes to pull the wind, but it can only regret to stay in the place of sleep, and was temporarily lent to him by the Skeleton King. He was very satisfied with this warhorse, and for this reason refused to use the Bat Demon as his mount. Arthas believes that a knight should enjoy the kind of heavy and wild Mercedes-Benz on the ground.

As soon as he shot the neck of a bone warhorse, the bone warh made a hissing sound, and the direction was slightly deflected, and he ran towards the small mountain side cliff. The sturdy horseshoes hit the hard gravel, bursting into countless smoke and dust, without any stay, a sprint has reached the top of the steep cliff.

Although the horse under the hips has long been connected with his mind, Arthas still likes to control it with sound and gestures, because this is more in line with his past preferences.

At the top of the cliff, the horse bridle stood, and the skeleton stood at the edge of the cliff. Alsace has used this brief few seconds to see the terrain ahead and find today's goal.

A shadow passed across him, Arthas glanced up, and those companions had already caught up.

In mid-air, seven huge and fierce bats were gliding down with the same ugly and vicious master, aiming directly at a ruined castle 10 miles ahead. The flying speed of the bat demon should have been far faster than the skeleton warhorse, but the piggy bears such a heavy burden, flying continuously for nearly thousands of miles, it is very good without a crash, not to mention reaching the destination on time.

Arthas lightly clipped the warhorse with his legs, and immediately rushed down from the **** of nearly 70 degrees on the side of the cliff, and soon rushed to the temporary camp of his teammates.

Five companions had jumped off the back of the bat demon. With a slight ground tremor, the heavy body smashed the ground and made a continuous dull dumb "Boom" sound. Bat Demon gathered the bat wings, lying on the ground quietly absorbing the free breath of death in the air, trying to recover its huge energy loss.

The temporary captain of the team, the green-haired zombie, struggled to pull the big guillotine that was nearly his height out of the mud. The beating was too fierce, and the blade was facing down and inserted directly into the gray-brown land. Several equally awkward companions began to gather around him with all kinds of wicked sneers.

"Be prepared, and you'll be at the Broken Ridge Castle immediately. The 11th-level undead knight isn't too annoying, but we must take it down this time, have you heard?

Several strange accents sounded one after another.

The green-haired zombie glanced around briefly, this time he pulled up a temporary team. 6 There are 2 zombies, 1 mummy, 1 skeleton mage, 1 ghoul, and 1 "priest" in the "human" team. Obviously, most of them are meat shields.

As for the relatively thin ghoul, it seems to be a mutant breed. Pale skin, cruel claws, sharp teeth, loose hair and pale eyes. It seems that although its appearance is not good, but the trick of using the claw to take the heart is skillful.

The spell-casting profession is scarce even in the undead world, and it is because of his seniority that he has a long face, so he can easily pull into a skeleton mage. Many other teams are still a group of strong men streaking, and he already has a spellcaster, and "priest".

Thinking of the priest, the green-haired zombie could not help shouting to Alsace who had just rushed to the side of the riding horse: "The magic boy who can make up blood, you should not be too close to the battle field this time. You lay Malay! "

Arthas waved frost grief (imitation) in his hands angrily, and did not take his word. After all, it was too reluctant to intervene in such a battle with his current level 3 strength. If it weren't for his magical "death winding" to quickly restore the energy of death to the undead companions and repair the body, the average team would not want a weak bird like him.

What's more, this time he also brought the stupid corpse king.

If Level 3 Arthas can also come to visit the undead "priest" with the "Death Coil" and "Lightless Shield", the Level 1 Corpse King is only equipped to break the wrist with the single skeleton zombie. In order to persuade the green-haired zombie to accept the ** naked oil bottle of corpse king, Alsace can only suppress the agitation of the rush and ride the war horse to be a promising career as a "nanny" on the periphery.

The corpse king didn't seem to realize his embarrassment. Farting ran to Alsace and repeatedly told him to take care of himself, but he didn't take himself as an outsider.

Arthas nodded silently, looking at the stray body of the corpse king, his heart was strange. The master will sponsor some early equipment and initial funds before each hero comes out to fight. Why can't he see any equipment or any arms on the corpse king, can't he save those soul crystals?

However, each hero's development plan has its own considerations, and it is not their turn to dictate. Just do your best to take care of the duty and complete the Skeleton King's commission.

The place where the undead squad stays is only 2 miles away from the Broken Hill Castle, where it can occupy this 11th-level undead knight and more than 40 black warriors. The idle and scattered teams can't take advantage of the enemy's base camp, otherwise they will not get their team to fight this autumn breeze.

Thousands of merit points can be opened in the Mission Hall of the Sleeping Land for this Broken Ridge Castle. Live 800 points for the undead knight, 400 points for the dead, 60 points for the black warrior, and 30 points for the dead. This is the mission style of the Sleeping Place. Anyone who grabs it alive or notifies the Sleeping Place to receive it after getting disabled can get the most benefit. The dead can only be halved.

It seems that the place of sleep is also the idea of ​​playing snowballing, using this measure to implement the strategic development of the Vietnam War. But for the few in front of you, it's really important to be honest. It is only when you win that you have the opportunity to get credit, continue to grow and develop yourself, and lose nothing.

At least in the Hall of Souls, these undead aborigines have not yet marked the opportunity for registration, but that is one of the exclusive benefits of the graveyard heroes.