Block it!

The whistling wind came, accompanied by the sound of weapons colliding, and then the playful voice of Goria's rebuke: "Isn't this possible? So you are such a useless man! What about your spell? Why was it easily interrupted by someone? Didn't you feel proud last night? Why don't you show your machismo now?"

"Come on?"

"Attack me with spells!"

"You are soft now like a woman! What about that bravery last night? Are you already weak in your legs?"

Block it!

Goria was wearing a white tight dress, as beautiful as a blooming snow lotus, but her attack was extremely brave, as if she was blessed with the Dragon Power Technique, and she waved her heavy staff to sweep towards the vital points of Sauron's body again and again. As a legendary Northland witch, she did not have any melee ability. On the contrary, high-level wizards in this world have received melee training. It can be said that even if she does not use spells, her melee combat is equivalent to a warrior above the second level.

"Come on!"

Goria may have consumed physical energy or the words she said made herself a little excited. A hint of blush appeared on her charming face, and she said in a sarcastic tone: "Is your ability only so much? Or do you just have to be heroic in women at night? Is it easy to be interrupted by people when fighting?"

The plump breasts fluctuate with the vigorous movement, crossing a very attractive arc.

clang!

Goria swept a beautiful and neat sweep and forced Sauron back, and at the same time she jumped up and swung her staff and smashed it into Sauron's head.

"drink!"

Soren took a deep breath, and the expression on his face was a little indescribable, but he looked quite depressed anyway.

From beginning to end, he only defended but not attacked, so he was a little embarrassed by the attack of Golia's hands and feet. After several times, he was immediately interrupted by the opponent's extremely fierce attack (not a typo). He blocked and dodged and parried the opponent's two rounds of attack. Soren also seized the opportunity to counterattack two arcane missiles, and even Golia's protective energy field could not be broken. Such a result of the battle undoubtedly made Soren a little stuffy, and he felt very unhappy to be suppressed.

Block it!

The new round of offensive ended, Goria pulled back like a butterfly. Her full chest was slightly up and down, and she breathed a sigh of relief: "I'll be here for the time being."

After all, the wizard's physical strength is not as good as the melee pros.

Sauron took back the scimitar in a suffocation, then looked up at the woman in front of him with an inexplicable expression and a charming face like a peach blossom, and said in a muffled voice: "I didn't expect that your ability to ridicule is so strong!"

This girl who has a sarcastic skill.

How could he have never seen before that she had such high ridicule skills, and what she said during the fight did slightly affect Sauron's performance.

weakness.

As a very strong man, even if he has strong will and concentration, he will be a little disturbed by women when he is ridiculed in sexual life, especially when his own woman is ridiculed, and he will be a little unintentionally disturbed.

Goria glanced at him with a hint of speech, raised her white fingers and gently lifted the drooping ends of her hair, and smiled gently, "The wizard must learn to ignore the enemy's ridicule. This is the first lesson in mastering combat spell casting. Many enemies can see your emotions and then use words to provoke and incite you to cast spells."

"Maybe you will not be affected by close combat, but from the perspective of spell casting, you are not focused enough! Mastering the ability to cast combat spells is not only about dealing with enemy attacks, but also about learning to ignore their verbal interference to you."

Focusing on skills is the key to determining [Combat Spell Casting].

Goria, who was so heroic and sturdy at the last moment, turned into a gentle and charming woman, as if the person who said all kinds of words that were provoking and angered Sauron and even a little shameful. She raised her eyebrows slightly and untied her hair, letting her long smooth hair fall off at will. Her eyes turned and glanced at Sauron. She said to herself: "Are you angry?"

"No." Sauron replied in a muffled voice.

Then he walked over directly, picked up the noble witch in front of him, then carried it on his shoulder, turned around and walked towards the room.

"Bad guy!"

Goria seemed to have foreseeed what would happen next, so her charming face was flushed, but she did not struggle, but gently hit Sauron's shoulder and whispered: "Stingy man! You said you wouldn't be angry no matter what I said during training!"

Bang!

Sauron raised his hand and slapped her round butt, and said in a muffled voice: "I'm not angry."

"I just think I need to prove myself again!"

When Galia heard this, she couldn't help but become soft, her face became more and more blushing, and she said as if she was a little coquettish and begging for mercy: "I was wrong. You were so fierce last night that you looked like a tiger!"

Sauron kicked open the door and continued to whisper: "It's too late."

His palms stroked his round buttocks, and pinched them a few times, then threw Golia on the bed, raised his hand and closed the door with a mage. Then he reached out and grabbed the full chest of the witch, and kneaded the slightly erect convex point. Then his clothes were not untied, and he opened his mouth and bit it lightly.

"Um!..."

Goria trembled all over, reached out to wrap her hand around Sauron's neck, blushed like the sunset in the sky, and said softly: "You're so stingy! You've obviously told you that you will find a way to anger you with a battle casting!"

"Be gentle!"

"Ah!...Um!...Hate!..."

Soren didn't untie Goria's clothes, and directly lifted up her long skirt with her waist. Then he stretched out his fingers and stroked them a few times. When he took them out, he was already wet. A playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he slowly said: "It seems that you are a little insincere!"

"Did you use those words to stimulate me! You feel very excited?"

Enter without mercy.

Sauron picked up Golia's soft body and let him sit on him. He opened his mouth and gently moved his waist, like a fierce and hot drum beat.

"Um!..."

The lingering and passionate kiss made Goria close her eyes intoxicatedly. She held Soren's neck with a flushed face, and twisted slightly with the impact. In this intoxicating and fusion happiness, she suddenly felt Soren's lips approaching her earlobe, and then said in a low and breathing voice: "Goria. I think I'm in love with you!"

A brief body stiffness.

The next moment, Goria instantly spasmed her whole body as if she was electrocuted, and her mouth was irresistible and moaned, and then her delicate body twitched slightly.

She suddenly threw Sauron onto the bed and kissed him on the lips, a little crazy and obsessed.

After a long time.

Goria gently raised her head, raised her white fingers and wiped the corner of her mouth. Her face was as beautiful as a blooming peach blossom. She gently pressed her palm against Soren's chest, and her slender waist swayed with the ups and downs, and said softly: "I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

"I love you."

"I don't know when it starts, but I think it should be love. You know? When I first realized that I was missing a man, I felt a little overwhelmed!..."

Intimate fusion.

The passionate drum beats seemed to turn into soothing and lingering. Goria leaned over and kissed Sauron's lips again, then gently reached behind her back and untied her dress.

A little bit of sunshine shines outside the window.

Everything turns into tenderness in the fusion, as if everything is so beautiful.

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Mainland, Octode Valley.

Teams of fully armed warriors approached here, wearing black armor and a ruthless face. They did not look like ordinary warriors, but more like fallen dark guards. Behind these dark guards, there were a group of priests in long robes, and they did not wear any signs of gods on their chests, but this also meant that they belonged to some shameful forces. Behind these people was a priest in black robe, who looked coldly at the valley, and then ordered everyone to enter.

Hehehehehehehehe!

A strange sound came from all directions in the valley.

You can see vampire bats circling in the darkness and some strange figures leaping around the valley. They have scarlet pupils and sharp fangs exposed from the corners of their mouths.

“Welcome to my territory.”

The vampire god son in a blood-red dress fell from the sky. He smiled and looked at everyone in front of him, and finally fell on the black-robed priest, and said to himself: "High Priest! I didn't expect you to come to the door so soon!"

The black-robed priest took a step forward, and his voice said angrily: "You shameless thief! You dare to steal the divine power of my Lord! Today I will capture you back!"

"Is that true?" A sarcastic smile appeared on the handsome face of the vampire godson. He raised his hand and snapped his fingers. A large group of vampire slaves suddenly appeared around him.

The black-robed priest had no fear on his face. He glanced around with contempt and said in a deep voice: "Do you think this group of garbage can help you defeat me? You are so naive!"

A brief dead silence.

Then he saw another thin figure appearing. He stood alone at the exit of the valley, as if he was isolating the nearby space, bringing an evil shadow and melody here.

The poet of hell played with the magic flute at his fingertips, looked up at the front, and smiled and said, "What if I add me?"

The black-robed priest changed his face in an instant!

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Chapter completed!