"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that you are wasting your time."

Twilight's words were firstly to reduce the pressure on Downton, and secondly, she was preparing to provoke internal fighting among the orcs and add some trouble to Garnett. In her opinion, Tiger Woods was no match for the Wolf King.

, during the holidays, the wolf tribe might be able to divide the orc tribe into three parts under his leadership.

"Okay, let's put this conflict aside for now, but your calculation is wrong. Even if I don't take action, he won't be able to get out of the surface alive!"

Woods is ready to let his allies, the Deaver family, take action. No matter what, Downton must die.

"I am waiting!"

Fifteen minutes later, Downton discovered that there were more people present than the admission letters that had been sent out. These people may not be strong, but according to Homer's judgment, their bloodline was not bad.

"Everyone, the ceremony is about to begin. Please follow the priests to bathe and change clothes."

Mistress Baenre entered the hall, and after making the announcement, each dark priest walked to their respective guests and took them to the backyard.

"Huh? Aren't we allowed to be together?"

Downton is worried about Sissi. This girl is too weak and the magic costume alone may not be enough to cope with the big crisis.

"I am ignorant, this is the highest-level dark ceremony among the drow clan, but there is plenty of foreplay."

After Xu Erle finished taunting Downton, he excitedly followed the priest and left. His eyes never left the plump buttocks in front of him.

Due to Zhuoer's lasciviousness, there were many programs that were forbidden to 18-year-olds during the ceremony.

"Don't worry, Sissi follow me, I will take care of her!"

Twilight leaves.

"Well, be careful!"

Watching the two girls leave, Downton pondered.

"Dear guest, please go this way!"

The priestess responsible for guiding Downton looked at his handsome and sunny profile and couldn't help but feel elated. She was so lucky. If the other person pleased the God Queen, she would also receive huge divine favor.

"OK!"

After walking a few steps, Downton frowned, because the priestess's waist was twisted in an extremely attractive way, clearly trying to seduce people, but she was wearing a sacrificial robe that represented solemnity and sanctity. This sense of contrast,

It made him quite uncomfortable.

"Downton, you have to hold on!"

The God of Cheap warns that even with nerves made of steel, a man's IQ will drop to zero when facing a drow. There is no way around it, these women are really good at seducing men.

"there is always a solution to a problem!"

Downton made up his mind, and soon, after walking through several corridors, he entered a dressing room, where ten priestesses who had already stood respectfully swarmed him to help him remove his clothes.

"Sir, your body is great!"

The style of these priests was bold and unrestrained. When helping Downton take off his clothes, they just moved their hands up and down, groping randomly.

Snapped!

Downton waved his hand and knocked away one of the hands that reached down to his crotch, but there were more that touched his crotch. Without martial arts, he could not stop these women, so he was attacked.

"Wow, so big!"

Feeling the pulse of the giant thing in her hand, a female drow covered her mouth and exclaimed.

"What? Let me touch you!"

The other drow were bustling and laughing together.

"Let go!"

After all, Downton was an innocent little virgin, so he couldn't bear such a touch, so he grabbed the female drow's wrist and used his strength.

Not only did the female drow not cry out in pain, but her face was flushed and she was panting. She obviously had a masochistic physique.

hiss!

Just as Downton was about to push away the group of women, he felt two women hugging his arms, one on the left and the other on the right, with their fair breasts pressed against his body, and then several slippery tongues licking his like kittens.

back.

"Are you worthy of being a priest? That's too immodest."

Downton exploded, pushing the group of people away with all his strength, grabbing his clothes to cover his lower body, and his embarrassment couldn't be greater.

The priestesses looked at each other and laughed loudly.

"Of course we are priests, priests whose bodies and souls are dedicated to the Queen of God. You are guests attending the memorial ceremony, so our duty is to entertain you."

The chief priest explained.

"Including sleeping attendants?"

Downton curled his lips.

"Of course, but it mainly depends on the standard of the customer. For example, we are quite happy to do it for you."

"Yes, my family spent a lot of money to be able to serve you."

"Well, I'm just lucky."

The priests immediately started to make a fuss about it.

"Don't lie. None of the priests in this room are elites trained by major families. Their purpose is nothing more than to bring up a descendant with rare blood."

The chief priest exposed the hypocrisy of the people.

"Male push!"

Downton couldn't help but curse in a low voice. He didn't want to be treated like a stallion for the first time in his life. Besides, given the terrifying reputation of female drows, he didn't dare to do anything special.

"Go to the bathroom? Or just here?"

The female drows pestered Downton like water snakes, using various methods. Some of them even wanted to push him down in a hurry and were quickly entered into his body.

"Go away, I don't need your service!"

Downton's face darkened, he picked up his clothes and prepared to leave. He would rather not participate in such a dirty memorial ceremony.

"What are you doing again? From now on, no one is allowed to touch Downton. He is the candidate designated by the Queen of Gods." A candidate came in, saw this messy scene, and immediately frowned and scolded.

The group of priests immediately fell into silence. They had no choice but to do so. The dark priests had the power of life and death over them, and they did not want to be thrown into the scorpion nest.

"Downton, please feel free to bathe, these lowly women are not worthy of being your companions."

The dark priest waved his hand, telling a group of low-level priests to go away, and personally went down to serve him in the bath.

At the same time, every man suffered the same thing, but they were strong and determined. Even a scumbag like Xuerle did not dare to make mistakes, because through the family's intelligence, he knew that this was the case.

A test. If you make peace with the female priests, you will no longer be eligible to see the deceased. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!