The queen's eyes sparkled. "Of course, we dragons clearly distinguish between gratitude and grudges. Saving me is one thing, helping the dragons to ambush and kill Nethario is another. The reward is, of course, points! Open! Up! Yes! "
Alexstrasza emphasized each word with a pause. It was a different kind of charm.
Duque was overjoyed.
Saving the queen was already the reward of eternal life. How rich would the reward of killing the traitor of the dragons, Deathwing, be?
If it were not for his image, Duque would definitely be drooling.
Seeing that Duque looked like he was about to pounce on her and kiss her, Alexstrasza pretended to be disgusted. "Hmph! Just now when I wanted to be intimate with you, you looked like you were unwilling. Now you still want to come over? No way! "
With a wave of his hand, Du Ke flew out like he was riding on a cloud and fell to the ground in a daze.
This was obviously the result of the queen deliberately holding back.
"Your Majesty, is it necessary for you to be so petty?" Duque said bitterly.
"I like it. Fight me if you're unhappy!" Her Majesty proudly puffed out her chest and sucked in her stomach. Her right hand suddenly released a super-hot fireball, looking like she was going to fight him if he had the guts.
Looking at the Queen's proud breasts, Duke shamelessly raised his hands, as though he was surrendering.
Good! You have big breasts, you win!
"Hmph! Where's the courage to punch Nethario in the face? "The queen still looked unforgiving.
"You're not the enemy …"
If I really beat you up, my benefits will be gone.
"Hmph hmph hmph! At least you know what's good for you! When Malygos gets tired of playing with Nethario's head, we'll let you know. "With that, the queen turned around and flew away in a flash of red lightning.
"Phew — is it true that all strong women have a bad temper? I'm so tired … "After sending off the Red Dragon Queen, his mind, which had finally sobered up, became a little dizzy again due to the alcohol.
Duque threw himself on the bed and sniffed the body fragrance left behind by the queen, as well as the Firebird …
"Roar!"
This was a direct attack from the heart.
"I'll wipe, wipe, wipe!" Duque was so scared that he bounced up from the bed.
"Hahaha!" A certain evil Dragon Queen's laughter came from afar.
This time, she really left.
"F * ck you! Do you want me to live?! " In the system's detection, Duque's bed was determined to be Alexstrasza's Trap (24 hours)!
Duque's eyelids twitched.
A wave of drunkenness hit him again, and his eyelids changed from twitching to fighting mode.
Duque was too lazy to go out and change rooms, so he casually threw himself on the recliner and fell asleep.
In his daze, he felt as if someone was caressing his body.
The familiar footsteps, the familiar smell. Duque's dizzy head couldn't tell who it was, but he was sure that it was someone beside him.
It was a very natural sense of security.
Hmm? Was it Winlysa?
In his haze, he felt as if the other party had covered him with a blanket.
Duque grabbed her and pulled her into his arms.
Hmm, the familiar fragrance of her hair. It was a very comfortable feeling.
Winlysa seemed to be blaming him for vomiting a tree to death and refusing to come over.
However, Duque had a trick up his sleeve. "Darling, don't let me sleep alone on the night of triumph."
Without much awareness, Duque just turned his body sideways and hugged the beauty in his arms like an otaku hugging a pillow. Sasha was indeed a wife-type. She immediately gave up struggling.
The perfect temperature gave Duque a very comfortable feeling.
"Huff … huff … huff …"
Duque slept like a log.
In his dream, Duque lived a happy life.
He became the king of children.
He beat up the Undercity kindergarten and trampled over the Thunder Cliff preschool.
With a set of "Olaolaola!", Duque was invincible in the world.
Then, he killed his way to the Dragon Slumber Temple and beat up Alexstrasza, who dared to provoke him.
Hehehe!
He took a horse stance and punched left and right. The dragon lady who pissed off me, Duque, is in danger!
With a few punches, Duque made the Red Dragon Queen flee.
When she fled, Duque chased after her.
When he caught up, he would, of course, execute her on the spot.
Haha! Isn't it just Dragon Peak?
I rub!
I rub!
I pinch!
Huh?
Wait, something doesn't seem right?
The size is close, but it's so soft. This isn't the dumpling that a well-trained body should have.
…
Duque sobered up.
In the darkness, he suddenly realized that he was hugging a female body.
But …
It wasn't Aurelia's golden hair that shone even in the dark, nor was it Winlysa's bright silver. Instead, it was long black hair.
There was only one person around Duque who had such hair …
Duque finally couldn't help but exclaim. There was a trace of horror on his face.
"Illucia?!"
"Hmm?" It was a gentle murmur. In the dark room, with the faint light from the magic lamps that seeped in from outside the guesthouse, a faint blush could be seen on the side of the girl's face. There were two drops of tears at the corner of her eyes, either from pain or panic.
However, it was only at this moment that Duque realized that his Magician's Hand had already firmly grasped the (fake) Dragon Peak in his dream. Then, he didn't know when, but he had hit her with three armor-piercing attacks!
The girl's misty eyes seemed to regain some clarity.
Illucia suddenly smiled. "Please don't blame yourself. It's my honor." A soft right hand gently stroked Duque's face and then pressed the back of Duque's head. Even though she had her back to Duque, she tried to stretch her neck toward Duque's lips. Her delicate red lips were getting closer and closer.
Du Ke could already feel the other party's orchid breath.
Duque tried to resist. "I … Isn't this a little inappropriate?"
The frail figure of the Barov family's eldest daughter contained an unexpected persistence. Her slightly sad eyes made people feel like they couldn't help but want to protect her. Her weak voice contained some kind of passion. "It has nothing to do with power or status. This is just the admiration of a slave of fate towards a strong person who can control his fate. You can choose not to love me, but you can't stop me from liking you and admiring you. "
After saying that, Illucia slowly, slowly offered her red lips to him.
With a fanatical attitude, like a fanatic offering herself to the god in her heart, she offered her lips, or perhaps everything she had.
Duque actually hoped that at this moment, the moral integrity he inherited from the Medivh family was still there.
Then, he could openly throw out a holy radiance, display his moral integrity, and reject it.
Unfortunately, there were no ifs.
He had lost his moral integrity for a long time.
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