Chapter 1451: Most likely not to marry a bird

The hoof took a small step and moved over. Duke noticed that she was still covering her ass.
Yrel insisted unusually: "You ... you swear you won't say it or laugh at me."
"Okay, I swear ..."
Suddenly, there was a thunderous thunder from a distance, as if the righteous execution of heaven was about to be performed on someone.
Uh!
Duke hit a spirit, and finally screamed in my heart: He Fang Daoyou is here to cross the robbery! ?
If someone kills Du, he wo n’t admit it. ‘I swear that if it ’s not xxx, let me thunder. ‘This sentence may be fulfilled.
The sudden thunder stunned the hoof, and the whole man took a small step, and then he felt his teeth grin as if he was pulling a wound.
She seemed to think in her mind, did some ideological struggle, and finally showed the wound to Duke. She took off her cloak and turned around. Under the light of the magic lamp, it can be seen that she stretched from the back to the fart, full of whip marks.
Although there is holy light near the wound, when the holy light gathers to a certain position, it is resolutely resisted by the black breath in the middle of the scar, and then each resistance will cause the wound to tear again, giving Yrel more pain.
"Should it be worthy to be the Queen of Pain?" Duke sighed.
"Is it troublesome? Do I have to trouble the mentor ... but Teacher Velen is very weak, and I don't want to trouble him."
Duke scratched his head. The hoof injury is simple and easy to say, and difficult to say. Because the Queen of Pain was killed by him.
Ordinary strongmen kill demons, which means physical killing. His killing incidentally destroyed even this part of the soul.
There is no way, I learned it in the Battle of the Ancients in the Burning Legion, and naturally it was easy.
Duke didn't plan and couldn't promote it. After all, the soul was captured or destroyed, but it was the warlock's realm. Not every mage can cross the field of mages, priests and warlocks like him.
He killed the queen of pain, Gabrisa, and destroyed her soul. As a result, when the female devil was desperate, she used her own soul to cast the most terrifying curse she could perform.
It is a powerful curse that combines a venomous soul with high-purity evil energy, and the mystery level is quite high.
Seriously, it's not easy even if Velen is here. Because Velen should be a priest in his bones. The priest is good at exorcising evil, but the curse or whatever is in the mage's realm.
But when he met him, he deserved to be unlucky.
"That female demon cursed you with her surviving soul. Because she is a very powerful demon, your curse is really troublesome."
"That ..." She looked desperate as the hoof pressed hard.
Was this kind of injury for the first time when she grew up so big, was she easy?
"But you're very lucky. When you meet me, I can help you get it." Then, Duke snapped a finger, and silently called out in his heart.
Suddenly Alonsos Fao cast a spell from the magic net.
The hoof can only feel outside Duke's room. It seems that a very powerful priest starts to cast. In a blink of an eye, a beautiful light circle that seems to be made of gold with each magic pattern appears at their feet, and the entire room Enclose it.
Duke pointed to the bed: "Get down, no matter what happens, before I say‘ OK ’, you do n’t want to look back. Understood?

"Got it!" The hoof overjoyed, and ran over and lay down.
I have to say, because of the structure of the body, the recurved calf makes the Draenei a little funny when they lie down, it feels like kneeling and arching the fart.
Duke held back a rare smile: "Show me all the wounds."
The hoof was a bit reluctant, but as he did, the pants were half off. Of course, there is no chance of leaving, because she has already put on the T-shirt library.
"Okay ..." It was a mosquito humming.
As for the hoof, Duke didn't have any crooked thoughts.
Although he is already a dragon knight and a well-known Naga conqueror, in actual combat, one became a standard human and the other returned to the form of elves, so he had no psychological burden at all.
Hoof, really not Duke's.
For Duke, driving away the soul of an elite female demon who is at most a little thicker in blood is just a trivial matter.
The point is that opportunities are rare, and Duke has to collect some interest.
Tail! tail
Unconsciously, Duke played with the flexible light blue tail.
Duke thought to himself: "Well, this plump feel. Why does it seem to be stubborn, oh no, like a tortoiseshell cat?"
Servals are addictive.
Drug addiction still has a chance to quit, and heart addiction is another matter.
As Duke lifted the curse, he played Yirir's tail that was less than half a meter away and felt good.
That kind of grip is just right ...
That wonderful touch with blood pulses ...
That kind of imagination and the feeling of living ...
Uh-huh, great!
Duke was having a good time, and Yrel, who was strictly observing the instructions there, never looked back, fell into a shameful, slightly painful and sour hell.
The draenei's tail is very sensitive. Although I do n’t know if they are more like dogs or cats, no creature with a tail in the world likes to play with their tails.
Cats and dogs will always be upset, not to mention a living Draenei?
The hooves did not dare to resist, and even did not dare to protest!
I was so badly cursed, in order not to hurt the vitality of the elderly mentor, I could only come to this guy who forced her to lead the army.
It is with a wonderful fate that she believes in Mark and is a little scared.
Who knows, this guy will play with her tail when he is healing?
At this moment, the hoof cried with tears in his heart: "To my dear sister. Although I know that this is a healing, Master Mark Dooku cannot offend me, but I do not know why, I am very ashamed! Am I no longer married !? "
Duke didn't know the strange idea of ​​the hoof.
He was having a good time anyway.
Half an hour later, Yrel collapsed and left Duke's room. Seeing her erratic pace, I thought she was playing badly.
But the rest of the draenei saw her healing wounds and came over to congratulate her.
"nailed it?"
"Ok."
"Isn't that Lord Dooku doing too much to you?"
"Uh, no, it just felt my tail accidentally."
No one cared, but said something: "It's okay, as long as the wound heals."
The hoof thought that this was the end of the matter. Who knew that three days later, the shameless Duke actually ordered it again. This time, the burden was heavier, and she led 10,000 troops to attack the legion fortress closer to Taniguchi west of Shadowmoon Valley.