Huge bronze castings filled the entire room, and the strange pipes and patterns made it look even more weird. The faint light slowly shone in the darkness, and the gust of wind blew from nowhere.
Rigg obviously hadn't woken up yet. He looked at the sudden change of scenes around him in confusion, and said in surprise: Where is this?
The shaman girl said coldly: The secret center area of the Southern Dungeon.
Rigg looked around and couldn't see any secrets. It was similar to the horror blockbusters in the magic drama. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed and said: How did we come in?
The shaman girl said lightly: The magic circle carried by my subordinates is the only key to entering here!
In other words, even Ying Wuji hasn't come to Luo in this place?Rigg asked strangely.
The confidential center has no direct access to the outside world. If you want to forcibly dig, it will collapse here.The shaman walked to the middle of the bronze house, looked at the tall castings, and whispered: This is the biggest secret place where the demon clan has been buried for thousands of years...
The little hooligan who owns Lord Zhuzi naturally doesn’t care about the mysterious base of the demon clan, and even Lord Zhuzi himself doesn’t care. The core of the devil is the top of the demon clan. What kind of secret base can compare to it?
After hearing what the Shamann said, Rig said helplessly: Well, the biggest secret place of the demon clan in thousands of years...what did you pull me in?
The shaman turned around and looked at Rig. A very bright smile suddenly appeared on her tattooed face. She said calmly: Rig?Ampa, don't you know?The only purpose of our trip is to pull you in...
Rigg was stunned for a moment, what did you say?
The shaman girl slowly said: 20,000 most elite dragon beast cavalry in Daheishan, 36 shaman generals, including me, the only shaman girl in Daheishan has ever been. We traveled thousands of miles, siege cities and land, and experienced many hardships and sacrifices. For one purpose, we sent you, Plato's magical little magician, into the secret center of the Southern Dungeon with the magic circle we carried... This is the only purpose, even if the entire army is wiped out, it must be accomplished... because this is the highest level order from the highest level of the demon clan.
Rigg looked surprised and said in surprise: When did I become so valuable?
The shaman girl hadn't spoken yet, but Lord Zhuzi couldn't wait to howl: As a symbiosis of the great existence, you are of course very valuable, and you have always been very valuable!
Is that true?The demons are going to capture me and sell me?It was rare that Lord Zhuzi took the initiative to speak, so Rigg seized the opportunity to talk nonsense to it.
Its motivation I guess is part of it, but not complete.Lord Zhuzi said honestly: So you need to go deep into the tiger's den and fuck the tiger!
Hello, you used the wrong idiom, right?The little hooligan rarely grasped the loopholes in other people's learning and immediately reminded him happily.
Lord Zhuzi said calmly: It was intentional.Then I stopped making a sound.
The shaman next to him naturally didn't know that in just a short moment, Rig had already fought with a mysterious existence for a few times. He looked at Rig and said slowly: You are very important to the demons!
Is that true?The little hooligan's shallow vanity suddenly expanded infinitely. How important is it?
The shaman looked at Rig, sighed softly, then turned his head and pointed to the huge, flooded bronze cast wall on the surrounding walls and said: Do you know, what is here?
Regg pondered for a moment and expressed his guess: He preserved a demon's body, right?
The shaman girl was stunned for a moment, looked at Rig in surprise, and said in surprise: What are you talking about?
There is a Hecate in the Demon Clan who created a large number of clones, trying to choose one from the middle to become her spiritual sustenance... But here, before ancient times, goblins and demon vassals created a demon body that was claimed to be the most perfect... You came here thousands of miles away, just for this demon body?Rigg asked in confusion.
The shaman looked at Rig in surprise, then shook his head and said: I have never heard of what you said, but this is obviously a huge energy magic circle Ah. Didn't you see it?
Energy magic circle?What's the meaning?The mist at the end of Rigg.
The shaman shook his head and said: I don’t know much about it. I just know that after you send the magic circle we carry here, our mission will be completed, and the next thing is not something we can know.
Rigg looked around. Although the huge bronze cast walls with brilliance were very gorgeous and ancient, these things were obviously dead at first glance. They looked like magic circles. The half-baked little hooligan didn't know, but at least, they didn't look like any magic circle they had seen.
Sale, is this a magic circle?Rigg couldn't help but ask with some concern.
Lord Zhuzi pondered for a moment and said: There is insufficient information, but according to style, it is a bit similar, but it is not very similar. You know, when I woke up, there were humans everywhere, and goblins were extinct, so they invented something after I fell asleep. I have no information... The goblin race, invented and created very quickly...
Judging from your tone, you didn’t have much contact with the goblin race before going to bed?Rigg asked carefully.
Lord Zhuzi laughed and asked back: What kind of contact do you think a fifty most precious devil core created with the strength of the entire demon clan will have to the insignificant one of the insignificant vassal races under a demon clan?Even ordinary demons don’t know our existence, let alone these vassal races.
In other words, you know nothing about this place?It's so magnificent, but it's actually just one hundred and five, right?Rigg said disdainfully.
Lord Zhuzi was silent for a moment and said: Since the other party tried every means to bring you into it, there will be corresponding arrangements and follow-ups. When we don’t know anything, the best thing is to do nothing, move nothing, maintain physical strength and spirit, and be ready to deal with changes at any time!
Having said so much, it's just adapting to the situation, right?The little hooligan concludes proudly, feeling that he is really becoming more and more educated.
Lord Zhuzi was obviously hit and stopped talking.
The shaman obviously only knows to bring Plato's magical little wizard into it, and then he doesn't know what happened next, so now the two of you are staring at me and I am staring at you, as if you don't know what to do.
Although the bronze cast walls are exquisite and gorgeous, they only have four walls after looking at them for a long time. There are no doors or windows here. Except for the slightly larger space, it is a huge cell to put it bluntly.
Staying in such an environment is naturally not a pleasant thing, especially nothing happened. After a long time, Rig said: Hello, what a goddess, speak Ah...
My name is Emu!Seeing that this guy didn't even remember his name, the shaman couldn't help but say a little angrily, and then said in confusion: What did you tell me to say?
Chat Ah, staying so alone, isn’t it boring?Rigg said angrily: Say whatever you want.
oh.The shaman girl thought for a moment and suddenly said: Then can you tell me why you can disperse the various tattooed monsters I summoned by just wavering?
Rig looked at the shaman and suddenly laughed and said: It seems that you really don’t know me.
Why do you know about you?The shaman said a little strangely.
Raig did not answer, but asked: Your tattooed monsters are made of bone powder from various beasts, and then they are stabbed into tattoo patterns on your body. If necessary, you summon them out, right?Just like undead magic?It's just that there is no tattoo for the undead magic.
This is not undead magic, but shamanism... The shaman girl said solemnly: But, in principle, what's wrong?
Regg laughed and said simply: Your tattooed monsters are just some monsters. I have dragon power... No matter how powerful a beast is, it will collapse directly when it encounters the dragon power suppression, not to mention your bone powder monsters that still maintain their beast nature!
The shaman girl was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: Do you have dragon power?
Rigg nodded and said: I have dragon power!
You are a human being, how can you have dragon power on you?The shaman said inexplicably.
I am human, but I have a one-stop girlfriend, can't it?Rig looked at the shocked shaman with his eyes slanted, and said provocatively.
The shaman girl was stunned for a while before she suddenly realized: So, are you being Long Ri?
I'll fuck!The little hooligan was immediately furious and roared: I'm going to be a sun!
The shaman obviously didn't notice that the little hooligan was angry about anything, but just frowned and thought, and murmured: Can you get the dragon's power by mate with the dragon?Then what will you get from mating with other high-level monsters?
Will get freaks!The little hooligan cursed angrily: Do you think you can get the dragon's power by just getting the dragon?Think beautifully!
oh?There are other secrets, such as mysterious rituals, right?As a shaman wizard, the shamans naturally admire all kinds of mysterious forces in nature and asked with anticipation.
Well, the mysterious ritual... is very mysterious... pull it in, pull it out, insert it, pull it out again, repeat it two thousand three hundred and eighty-five times, then silently recite Sale's greatness thirty-six times, trembled ninety-nine times, shook it 66 times, and then ejaculated, but could not pull it out on its own initiative. After it was completely softened, it was squeezed out alive, and the whole ritual was completed.The little hooligan talked very vulgar nonsense. Anyway, it was nothing to be trapped here, so he just fucked him as chatting.
The Shaman wrote down these numbers very seriously, then raised his head, looked at Rig with his eyes shining, and asked anxiously: Dear Plato's magical little magician, can you pass on your dragon power to me again?
Rigg said in surprise: Why should I pass my dragon power to you?
This... The Shaman Tianniang was speechless for a moment. After all, the two were still in the state of opponents and enemies for a few minutes and even now, and others had to use the best things for themselves... However, the Shaman Tianniang did not use his brain too much. The Great Black Mountain barbarians always robbed them without any need. This most primitive plundering nature has long been integrated into their blood.
Seeing the shaman's eyes suddenly flashed and rushed up, Rigg screamed in surprise: What are you doing?He was knocked to the ground by the shaman.
If you are lucky, you will get the dragon power. Then, if you are lucky, you will also get the dragon power!The shaman's thoughts were direct and naive, but he was so choked that the little hooligan couldn't even speak. He just shouted in a hurry: How could this be so easy... Besides, you are rape!
Just rape, what do you want?The shaman didn't mind Rig's righteous accusations, but said indifferently: Besides, when I was outside just now, didn't you praise me for being good in shape?Now I'm giving you the chance to be intimate with me, are you still pulling me up?
The shaman was pressing tightly on Ruig. Because Ruig was struggling constantly, she had to wrap her hands and feet tightly around Ruig's limbs like an octopus. Under such intimate contact, her two pointed and soft breasts were elastically pressed against Ruig's chest. The strange and wonderful feeling instantly made the little hooligan at a loss.
For women, especially beautiful women, little hooligans have never refused. Although the shaman has tattoos, after watching them for a long time, they have a strange beauty, especially the slim and slim figure, which is really eye-catching.
Hello, don't go crazy, okay?The important thing is!The little hooligan shouted pretendingly, but his hands were tightly wrapped around the shaman. He tried hard to move to the pair of pointed breasts, pushing and kneading them hard. His four fingers caught the two nipples hidden in the tattoo and kept twisting. Soon, the shaman's two nipples rose high and stood firmly on the tips of the two pointed breasts.
The feel is so good!Rigg mumbled in his mouth, then adjusted the position of his head, letting the soft and warm breasts droop in front of him, raised his head gently, and nipped with his teeth to bite the delicate nipples hidden in the tattoo. The shaman girl suddenly trembled like a whisper, and her whole body was stiffened into a ball.
Rigg sucked for a while, then bite another nipple with his hands. At the same time, his hands kept kneading and squeezing, allowing the smooth fat to accumulate together and then let them pop open. At the same time, he did not forget to suck and bite the nipples alternately. Soon, he bit the two nipples of the shaman goddess even more congested and swollen, as bright as two ripe grapes.
When will you play?The shaman asked gasping as he felt the abominable guy keep playing with his chest.
What's wrong?Rigg held the beautiful cream in his hand, and felt it was as smooth as silk and as soft as silk. He squeezed hard and compressed into an unyielding ball. He instantly bounced back to the roundness when he let go. The wonderful touch was simply indescribable.
The shaman asked panting: What should I do next?
Rig was stunned for a moment, looked up at the shaman's face, full of tattoos, and said in extreme surprise: Don't tell me, you are still a virgin!
I'm a virgin, is it abnormal?The shaman asked strangely.
That...How old are you?Rigg asked hesitantly, the witch was covered with brightly colored tattoos, and she couldn't even see her appearance, let alone wrinkles or something...
The shaman panted and said: Eighteen years old...why?
True or fake, 18 years old or a virgin?In Rigg's cognition, or in most Atlantis' normal people, these barbarians living in remote areas of the snow-capped mountains may start to do adult things when they are less than ten years old, and become parents when they are less than fifteen years old...behind...
I am the shaman goddess, the spokesperson of the shaman god in the world... Do you think anyone dares to blaspheme me like this?The shaman sneered.
Rig clamped the two pointed breasts held in his hand tightly and loosely, and subconsciously said: Holding a yarn, am I not blaspheming you now?
The shaman ignored his ridicule and once again made her request: I want Dragon Power!
What do you want that?Isn't your tattoo very good now?Rigg asked strangely.
The Shaman Tiannv said seriously: As a beast soul priest, if you can have dragon power, you can capture more wild beasts and even monsters that we were unable to capture before, and refine them into my soul beasts!
It sounds cruel!The little hooligan didn't care about the soul transformation of wild beasts, but he really didn't know how to pass the dragon power to this persistent Dark Mountain witch, and then he refused casually.
There is no cruelty. Soul beasts are symbiotic with wizards. Compared to their short life, they are considered immortal!The shaman girl said very persistently.
Rigg was stunned for a moment before saying: Your statement is probably very popular in the undead magician circle!
No matter what popularity it is or not, give it to me quickly!The shaman shouted in anger: Dragon Power!
Rigg was unmoved at all and laughed: I want to be self-reliant, don’t tell me that you can’t even ride a man!
The shaman was embarrassed and angry, with a ferocious expression on his face and gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to unbutton Rig's pants. When the trembling towering pillar popped out, the shaman was frightened. Is this... so... big?...It will kill someone!
Of course, Rigg knew that he had been continuously modified by Lord Zhuzi, and how big the penis was when he was stimulating when he got the shamantian girl's breasts. He even felt the sharp heartbeat that was obviously heard from the soft cream tightly in his palm, and he couldn't help but laugh.
The shaman girl was panicked and didn't know what to do. Rigg didn't bother to pay attention to her. She just rubbed and played with her two slippery breasts. They were so elastic. Rigg pinched her breasts in her palm and rolled them flattened. Sometimes she used her fingers to pick up the swollen nipples, pulling the areola out long, and then suddenly let her nipples bounce back vigorously, causing the breasts with beautiful shapes and tattoos to sway left and right, swaying circles of swaying breasts, which were pleasing to the eye.
The shaman girl gritted her teeth and didn't make a sound. She supported her body with her hands, slowly lowered her waist, and carefully rubbed the hot and hot cock with her hip groove.
The shaman was rubbing his lower body between Rig's feet, feeling the huge glans rubbing the most embarrassing gap. The hard penis not only moved onto his most sensitive clitoris, but suddenly slid between his legs and then into the buttocks. Back and forth, the huge glans was covered with dripping juice, which made the shaman's body numb and tremble, but it was still unable to enter.
Seeing that this woman was rubbing around there, Rigg couldn't help but scold: You don't know how to hold Ah with your hands?
The shaman girl was angry and held the hot, long and hard stick hard, and pinched it hard, causing the little hooligan to activate the forced colonization armor without hesitation. Tiny granular scales suddenly appeared on the smooth penis. However, the shaman girl was unaware of it and rubbed it half-holding the penis. She was a pure virgin. She only knew where this thing was going, but she was confused where she should go. She felt that the two of them were touching each other and felt soft and drunk. She just pinched the stick and couldn't help but make her moan.
Rigg was naturally very angry when he was rubbed by this woman, but he was forced to colonize armor. This thing not only had sequelae, but also timely. The little hooligan thrust his waist and wanted to stab the shaman goddess in, but unexpectedly, the guy had fallen into the opponent and felt that the things in his hand were not obeying the command, so the shaman goddess pinched it again!
The little hooligan was furious and stepped forward, and his wet glans stabbed in a sag. The shaman girl immediately screamed loudly: No... not there!
Rig looked up sideways, but saw his big stick pressing against the shaman's small asshole. The small hole was very lubricated because it was covered with lustful juice. Before he could use much force, half of the glans was embedded in it.
Why isn't Ah? It can be used!I have been playing with this place for a lot of fun, and I don’t realize there is anything that can’t be used.
The shaman felt pain coming from the hole behind the hole, but more of it was extremely shameful. She gently lifted her buttocks, broke away from the scattered hammer, and said breathlessly: Are you helping?
Don't help!The little hooligan said with a righteous head, and his spirit was very similar to those fearless revolutionaries in the magic drama!
Then don’t blame me!The shaman and a bachelor had a temper, and he actually knelt on Rig's body. He began to fold his hands and chant the mantra loudly. At the same time, his extremely thin waist also began to slowly sway with a strange rhythm.
Seeing the tattoos on the shaman's body, it flashed brightly and darkly, the little hooligan couldn't help but be stunned and said in surprise: Are you actually using witchcraft at this time?What do you want to do?
The shaman girl who was concentrating on chanting the mantra did not notice Rig's questions at all, or she wouldn't notice it even if she heard it. She still twisted her waist slowly, and her mouth was singing better and better. Rig obviously couldn't understand the dialect of Daheishan, and asked in confusion: Lord Sale, the heavens are spiritual, and the earth is spiritual, so what is the quick appearance... What does it mean?
Rigg obviously hadn't woken up yet. He looked at the sudden change of scenes around him in confusion, and said in surprise: Where is this?
The shaman girl said coldly: The secret center area of the Southern Dungeon.
Rigg looked around and couldn't see any secrets. It was similar to the horror blockbusters in the magic drama. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed and said: How did we come in?
The shaman girl said lightly: The magic circle carried by my subordinates is the only key to entering here!
In other words, even Ying Wuji hasn't come to Luo in this place?Rigg asked strangely.
The confidential center has no direct access to the outside world. If you want to forcibly dig, it will collapse here.The shaman walked to the middle of the bronze house, looked at the tall castings, and whispered: This is the biggest secret place where the demon clan has been buried for thousands of years...
The little hooligan who owns Lord Zhuzi naturally doesn’t care about the mysterious base of the demon clan, and even Lord Zhuzi himself doesn’t care. The core of the devil is the top of the demon clan. What kind of secret base can compare to it?
After hearing what the Shamann said, Rig said helplessly: Well, the biggest secret place of the demon clan in thousands of years...what did you pull me in?
The shaman turned around and looked at Rig. A very bright smile suddenly appeared on her tattooed face. She said calmly: Rig?Ampa, don't you know?The only purpose of our trip is to pull you in...
Rigg was stunned for a moment, what did you say?
The shaman girl slowly said: 20,000 most elite dragon beast cavalry in Daheishan, 36 shaman generals, including me, the only shaman girl in Daheishan has ever been. We traveled thousands of miles, siege cities and land, and experienced many hardships and sacrifices. For one purpose, we sent you, Plato's magical little magician, into the secret center of the Southern Dungeon with the magic circle we carried... This is the only purpose, even if the entire army is wiped out, it must be accomplished... because this is the highest level order from the highest level of the demon clan.
Rigg looked surprised and said in surprise: When did I become so valuable?
The shaman girl hadn't spoken yet, but Lord Zhuzi couldn't wait to howl: As a symbiosis of the great existence, you are of course very valuable, and you have always been very valuable!
Is that true?The demons are going to capture me and sell me?It was rare that Lord Zhuzi took the initiative to speak, so Rigg seized the opportunity to talk nonsense to it.
Its motivation I guess is part of it, but not complete.Lord Zhuzi said honestly: So you need to go deep into the tiger's den and fuck the tiger!
Hello, you used the wrong idiom, right?The little hooligan rarely grasped the loopholes in other people's learning and immediately reminded him happily.
Lord Zhuzi said calmly: It was intentional.Then I stopped making a sound.
The shaman next to him naturally didn't know that in just a short moment, Rig had already fought with a mysterious existence for a few times. He looked at Rig and said slowly: You are very important to the demons!
Is that true?The little hooligan's shallow vanity suddenly expanded infinitely. How important is it?
The shaman looked at Rig, sighed softly, then turned his head and pointed to the huge, flooded bronze cast wall on the surrounding walls and said: Do you know, what is here?
Regg pondered for a moment and expressed his guess: He preserved a demon's body, right?
The shaman girl was stunned for a moment, looked at Rig in surprise, and said in surprise: What are you talking about?
There is a Hecate in the Demon Clan who created a large number of clones, trying to choose one from the middle to become her spiritual sustenance... But here, before ancient times, goblins and demon vassals created a demon body that was claimed to be the most perfect... You came here thousands of miles away, just for this demon body?Rigg asked in confusion.
The shaman looked at Rig in surprise, then shook his head and said: I have never heard of what you said, but this is obviously a huge energy magic circle Ah. Didn't you see it?
Energy magic circle?What's the meaning?The mist at the end of Rigg.
The shaman shook his head and said: I don’t know much about it. I just know that after you send the magic circle we carry here, our mission will be completed, and the next thing is not something we can know.
Rigg looked around. Although the huge bronze cast walls with brilliance were very gorgeous and ancient, these things were obviously dead at first glance. They looked like magic circles. The half-baked little hooligan didn't know, but at least, they didn't look like any magic circle they had seen.
Sale, is this a magic circle?Rigg couldn't help but ask with some concern.
Lord Zhuzi pondered for a moment and said: There is insufficient information, but according to style, it is a bit similar, but it is not very similar. You know, when I woke up, there were humans everywhere, and goblins were extinct, so they invented something after I fell asleep. I have no information... The goblin race, invented and created very quickly...
Judging from your tone, you didn’t have much contact with the goblin race before going to bed?Rigg asked carefully.
Lord Zhuzi laughed and asked back: What kind of contact do you think a fifty most precious devil core created with the strength of the entire demon clan will have to the insignificant one of the insignificant vassal races under a demon clan?Even ordinary demons don’t know our existence, let alone these vassal races.
In other words, you know nothing about this place?It's so magnificent, but it's actually just one hundred and five, right?Rigg said disdainfully.
Lord Zhuzi was silent for a moment and said: Since the other party tried every means to bring you into it, there will be corresponding arrangements and follow-ups. When we don’t know anything, the best thing is to do nothing, move nothing, maintain physical strength and spirit, and be ready to deal with changes at any time!
Having said so much, it's just adapting to the situation, right?The little hooligan concludes proudly, feeling that he is really becoming more and more educated.
Lord Zhuzi was obviously hit and stopped talking.
The shaman obviously only knows to bring Plato's magical little wizard into it, and then he doesn't know what happened next, so now the two of you are staring at me and I am staring at you, as if you don't know what to do.
Although the bronze cast walls are exquisite and gorgeous, they only have four walls after looking at them for a long time. There are no doors or windows here. Except for the slightly larger space, it is a huge cell to put it bluntly.
Staying in such an environment is naturally not a pleasant thing, especially nothing happened. After a long time, Rig said: Hello, what a goddess, speak Ah...
My name is Emu!Seeing that this guy didn't even remember his name, the shaman couldn't help but say a little angrily, and then said in confusion: What did you tell me to say?
Chat Ah, staying so alone, isn’t it boring?Rigg said angrily: Say whatever you want.
oh.The shaman girl thought for a moment and suddenly said: Then can you tell me why you can disperse the various tattooed monsters I summoned by just wavering?
Rig looked at the shaman and suddenly laughed and said: It seems that you really don’t know me.
Why do you know about you?The shaman said a little strangely.
Raig did not answer, but asked: Your tattooed monsters are made of bone powder from various beasts, and then they are stabbed into tattoo patterns on your body. If necessary, you summon them out, right?Just like undead magic?It's just that there is no tattoo for the undead magic.
This is not undead magic, but shamanism... The shaman girl said solemnly: But, in principle, what's wrong?
Regg laughed and said simply: Your tattooed monsters are just some monsters. I have dragon power... No matter how powerful a beast is, it will collapse directly when it encounters the dragon power suppression, not to mention your bone powder monsters that still maintain their beast nature!
The shaman girl was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: Do you have dragon power?
Rigg nodded and said: I have dragon power!
You are a human being, how can you have dragon power on you?The shaman said inexplicably.
I am human, but I have a one-stop girlfriend, can't it?Rig looked at the shocked shaman with his eyes slanted, and said provocatively.
The shaman girl was stunned for a while before she suddenly realized: So, are you being Long Ri?
I'll fuck!The little hooligan was immediately furious and roared: I'm going to be a sun!
The shaman obviously didn't notice that the little hooligan was angry about anything, but just frowned and thought, and murmured: Can you get the dragon's power by mate with the dragon?Then what will you get from mating with other high-level monsters?
Will get freaks!The little hooligan cursed angrily: Do you think you can get the dragon's power by just getting the dragon?Think beautifully!
oh?There are other secrets, such as mysterious rituals, right?As a shaman wizard, the shamans naturally admire all kinds of mysterious forces in nature and asked with anticipation.
Well, the mysterious ritual... is very mysterious... pull it in, pull it out, insert it, pull it out again, repeat it two thousand three hundred and eighty-five times, then silently recite Sale's greatness thirty-six times, trembled ninety-nine times, shook it 66 times, and then ejaculated, but could not pull it out on its own initiative. After it was completely softened, it was squeezed out alive, and the whole ritual was completed.The little hooligan talked very vulgar nonsense. Anyway, it was nothing to be trapped here, so he just fucked him as chatting.
The Shaman wrote down these numbers very seriously, then raised his head, looked at Rig with his eyes shining, and asked anxiously: Dear Plato's magical little magician, can you pass on your dragon power to me again?
Rigg said in surprise: Why should I pass my dragon power to you?
This... The Shaman Tianniang was speechless for a moment. After all, the two were still in the state of opponents and enemies for a few minutes and even now, and others had to use the best things for themselves... However, the Shaman Tianniang did not use his brain too much. The Great Black Mountain barbarians always robbed them without any need. This most primitive plundering nature has long been integrated into their blood.
Seeing the shaman's eyes suddenly flashed and rushed up, Rigg screamed in surprise: What are you doing?He was knocked to the ground by the shaman.
If you are lucky, you will get the dragon power. Then, if you are lucky, you will also get the dragon power!The shaman's thoughts were direct and naive, but he was so choked that the little hooligan couldn't even speak. He just shouted in a hurry: How could this be so easy... Besides, you are rape!
Just rape, what do you want?The shaman didn't mind Rig's righteous accusations, but said indifferently: Besides, when I was outside just now, didn't you praise me for being good in shape?Now I'm giving you the chance to be intimate with me, are you still pulling me up?
The shaman was pressing tightly on Ruig. Because Ruig was struggling constantly, she had to wrap her hands and feet tightly around Ruig's limbs like an octopus. Under such intimate contact, her two pointed and soft breasts were elastically pressed against Ruig's chest. The strange and wonderful feeling instantly made the little hooligan at a loss.
For women, especially beautiful women, little hooligans have never refused. Although the shaman has tattoos, after watching them for a long time, they have a strange beauty, especially the slim and slim figure, which is really eye-catching.
Hello, don't go crazy, okay?The important thing is!The little hooligan shouted pretendingly, but his hands were tightly wrapped around the shaman. He tried hard to move to the pair of pointed breasts, pushing and kneading them hard. His four fingers caught the two nipples hidden in the tattoo and kept twisting. Soon, the shaman's two nipples rose high and stood firmly on the tips of the two pointed breasts.
The feel is so good!Rigg mumbled in his mouth, then adjusted the position of his head, letting the soft and warm breasts droop in front of him, raised his head gently, and nipped with his teeth to bite the delicate nipples hidden in the tattoo. The shaman girl suddenly trembled like a whisper, and her whole body was stiffened into a ball.
Rigg sucked for a while, then bite another nipple with his hands. At the same time, his hands kept kneading and squeezing, allowing the smooth fat to accumulate together and then let them pop open. At the same time, he did not forget to suck and bite the nipples alternately. Soon, he bit the two nipples of the shaman goddess even more congested and swollen, as bright as two ripe grapes.
When will you play?The shaman asked gasping as he felt the abominable guy keep playing with his chest.
What's wrong?Rigg held the beautiful cream in his hand, and felt it was as smooth as silk and as soft as silk. He squeezed hard and compressed into an unyielding ball. He instantly bounced back to the roundness when he let go. The wonderful touch was simply indescribable.
The shaman asked panting: What should I do next?
Rig was stunned for a moment, looked up at the shaman's face, full of tattoos, and said in extreme surprise: Don't tell me, you are still a virgin!
I'm a virgin, is it abnormal?The shaman asked strangely.
That...How old are you?Rigg asked hesitantly, the witch was covered with brightly colored tattoos, and she couldn't even see her appearance, let alone wrinkles or something...
The shaman panted and said: Eighteen years old...why?
True or fake, 18 years old or a virgin?In Rigg's cognition, or in most Atlantis' normal people, these barbarians living in remote areas of the snow-capped mountains may start to do adult things when they are less than ten years old, and become parents when they are less than fifteen years old...behind...
I am the shaman goddess, the spokesperson of the shaman god in the world... Do you think anyone dares to blaspheme me like this?The shaman sneered.
Rig clamped the two pointed breasts held in his hand tightly and loosely, and subconsciously said: Holding a yarn, am I not blaspheming you now?
The shaman ignored his ridicule and once again made her request: I want Dragon Power!
What do you want that?Isn't your tattoo very good now?Rigg asked strangely.
The Shaman Tiannv said seriously: As a beast soul priest, if you can have dragon power, you can capture more wild beasts and even monsters that we were unable to capture before, and refine them into my soul beasts!
It sounds cruel!The little hooligan didn't care about the soul transformation of wild beasts, but he really didn't know how to pass the dragon power to this persistent Dark Mountain witch, and then he refused casually.
There is no cruelty. Soul beasts are symbiotic with wizards. Compared to their short life, they are considered immortal!The shaman girl said very persistently.
Rigg was stunned for a moment before saying: Your statement is probably very popular in the undead magician circle!
No matter what popularity it is or not, give it to me quickly!The shaman shouted in anger: Dragon Power!
Rigg was unmoved at all and laughed: I want to be self-reliant, don’t tell me that you can’t even ride a man!
The shaman was embarrassed and angry, with a ferocious expression on his face and gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to unbutton Rig's pants. When the trembling towering pillar popped out, the shaman was frightened. Is this... so... big?...It will kill someone!
Of course, Rigg knew that he had been continuously modified by Lord Zhuzi, and how big the penis was when he was stimulating when he got the shamantian girl's breasts. He even felt the sharp heartbeat that was obviously heard from the soft cream tightly in his palm, and he couldn't help but laugh.
The shaman girl was panicked and didn't know what to do. Rigg didn't bother to pay attention to her. She just rubbed and played with her two slippery breasts. They were so elastic. Rigg pinched her breasts in her palm and rolled them flattened. Sometimes she used her fingers to pick up the swollen nipples, pulling the areola out long, and then suddenly let her nipples bounce back vigorously, causing the breasts with beautiful shapes and tattoos to sway left and right, swaying circles of swaying breasts, which were pleasing to the eye.
The shaman girl gritted her teeth and didn't make a sound. She supported her body with her hands, slowly lowered her waist, and carefully rubbed the hot and hot cock with her hip groove.
The shaman was rubbing his lower body between Rig's feet, feeling the huge glans rubbing the most embarrassing gap. The hard penis not only moved onto his most sensitive clitoris, but suddenly slid between his legs and then into the buttocks. Back and forth, the huge glans was covered with dripping juice, which made the shaman's body numb and tremble, but it was still unable to enter.
Seeing that this woman was rubbing around there, Rigg couldn't help but scold: You don't know how to hold Ah with your hands?
The shaman girl was angry and held the hot, long and hard stick hard, and pinched it hard, causing the little hooligan to activate the forced colonization armor without hesitation. Tiny granular scales suddenly appeared on the smooth penis. However, the shaman girl was unaware of it and rubbed it half-holding the penis. She was a pure virgin. She only knew where this thing was going, but she was confused where she should go. She felt that the two of them were touching each other and felt soft and drunk. She just pinched the stick and couldn't help but make her moan.
Rigg was naturally very angry when he was rubbed by this woman, but he was forced to colonize armor. This thing not only had sequelae, but also timely. The little hooligan thrust his waist and wanted to stab the shaman goddess in, but unexpectedly, the guy had fallen into the opponent and felt that the things in his hand were not obeying the command, so the shaman goddess pinched it again!
The little hooligan was furious and stepped forward, and his wet glans stabbed in a sag. The shaman girl immediately screamed loudly: No... not there!
Rig looked up sideways, but saw his big stick pressing against the shaman's small asshole. The small hole was very lubricated because it was covered with lustful juice. Before he could use much force, half of the glans was embedded in it.
Why isn't Ah? It can be used!I have been playing with this place for a lot of fun, and I don’t realize there is anything that can’t be used.
The shaman felt pain coming from the hole behind the hole, but more of it was extremely shameful. She gently lifted her buttocks, broke away from the scattered hammer, and said breathlessly: Are you helping?
Don't help!The little hooligan said with a righteous head, and his spirit was very similar to those fearless revolutionaries in the magic drama!
Then don’t blame me!The shaman and a bachelor had a temper, and he actually knelt on Rig's body. He began to fold his hands and chant the mantra loudly. At the same time, his extremely thin waist also began to slowly sway with a strange rhythm.
Seeing the tattoos on the shaman's body, it flashed brightly and darkly, the little hooligan couldn't help but be stunned and said in surprise: Are you actually using witchcraft at this time?What do you want to do?
The shaman girl who was concentrating on chanting the mantra did not notice Rig's questions at all, or she wouldn't notice it even if she heard it. She still twisted her waist slowly, and her mouth was singing better and better. Rig obviously couldn't understand the dialect of Daheishan, and asked in confusion: Lord Sale, the heavens are spiritual, and the earth is spiritual, so what is the quick appearance... What does it mean?
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