Devil's Journey

Chapter 190 Patriarch Yaer
"Ah! My dear, my dear, I miss you, ahh!!"

In Modo Castle, the lord's mansion, Julian's bedroom, Ya'er rolled over and over on the bed with the clothes left by Julian, not at all dignified as the patriarch of the Church of Destiny.

With her messy hair in her mouth, the blushing Ya'er was spinning clockwise on the bed in an extremely embarrassing way, her half-opened and half-closed eyes were full of intoxicating spring water, her skin turned cherry pink, her whole body was Exudes an extremely alluring charm.

The exquisite black lace lingerie wrapped a pair of plump and plump snow-white jade breasts, and the hips and hips that were as wide as the shoulders were perfectly curved, which made people feel extraordinarily hot and uncontrollable.

The slender but still plump legs are twisted together, and a pair of wrinkled and slightly wet pants are sandwiched between the legs.
Cough cough, Ya'er is very anxious now, very troubled, very annoyed, she was left by Julian to guard the house at first, she was able to maintain her rationality and work seriously, but after a long time, Ya'er couldn't bear the longing in her heart He hated work even more, so he simply pushed all the chores to the capable witches under him.

"Woooo~ That hypocritical Alice must be pestering my dear all day long, using such and such postures to have fun with my dear, and will definitely speak ill of me to my dear when we are happy, woo~ my dear You will definitely be seduced by that bad woman Alice, and you will hate me~"

Ya'er, who stopped rolling, somehow began to tearfully remember what kind of posture Alice would use to try to squeeze her dear.

Well, it's basically Ya'er's favorite posture, and she can even vividly imagine the other party's speech and expression when she is happy.

During the period, the pillow style on the bed was also indispensable, and Yaer judged others by herself. This is what Ya'er did, and it was taken for granted that Alice would definitely do that.

"And that dragon with big breasts..." Then Ya'er thought of the equally dangerous green dragon Beryl, who was very threatening in appearance and figure, and was also a powerful existence in the legendary realm.

She is fully in danger of competing with her head-on, not to mention. In a real fight, Ya'er seems, might, seems, well, definitely can't fight.

The more Ya'er thought about it, the more annoyed Ya'er didn't pay attention, and bit the shirt in her mouth to pieces, turned over and sat up, and after spit twice, the depressed Ya'er glanced at the clock on the wall, as if it should be It's morning class.

Although Ya'er has recently left all the annoying things to her subordinates to do, but the witch, it's the Holy Maiden Order, and she has never been absent from the Holy Maiden Order's morning class, and she has never even been late.

"Yeah, it's time to preach for my dear again." Ya'er, who turned over and sat up, quickly regained her spirits when she thought of preaching for her dear, and the sluggishness just now was thrown to the back of her mind.

Humming her favorite music, Ya'er stretched out her hand and opened Julian's wardrobe. In the spacious closet, half of Julian's clothes were filled, and most of them belonged to Ya'er. There were everything from underwear to outerwear, stockings and hats.

Opening the door, the maids who had been waiting outside immediately raised their skirts to salute. Ya'er had already changed into a long snow-white silk dress. Her long black hair was hanging down, but instead of landing on the ground, she floated up by herself.

The black wings are half-folded from the back of the waist, and the white magic horns on the head are tied with a black bow. The cross, the lower end of the cross is embedded in the deep. cough cough
The dark purple eye shadow and crystal red lips gave Ya'er a touch of coquettishness in her holiness. Her eyes were full of charm and charm, but when she looked intently, she was dignified and elegant, elegant like a goddess.

The maids outside the door had already learned how powerful the Patriarch was, and they all lowered their heads and dared not look directly at them, otherwise, maybe just a casual look from the Patriarch would make them fall into obsession and stupidity.

Regardless of gender, as long as the recruiter's willpower has not reached a certain level, even if he barely breaks free from the charm, he will become indifferent to food and drink, day and night without mind, willing to surrender and sink.

Fortunately, these maids are all members of the Witch Order, and the magic lines on the lower abdomen are rooted in the body and bound to the soul, even if they are charmed for a while, they will not sink there.

Because their souls already belonged to the supreme demon lord.

But even so, the maids didn't want to lose face and be ridiculed by their companions. Accompanied respectfully by several maids, Yaer Shi calmly walked out of the lord's mansion and headed for the newly built Destiny Church.

The Destiny Church with a strong Moyuan style is not an orthodox church at first glance, with a huge reverse cross standing on the top of the church.

Scary and solemn, this strange feeling will make people with a normal mind feel at a loss. The intimidating magic power inside and outside the church is as if Julian is here.

Legendary invisibility, teleportation, etc. can't be used here at all, and low-level legendary spells will also be disturbed and warned.

The demon saints waiting in the church at this time are all official saints of the 'E' level, and their strength is also at the silver level. In the future, they will be the backbone of the Church of Destiny.

Although the large church is not so luxurious and magnificent, it is still imposing. In the depths of the church is a hideous demon sculpture sitting on a skull throne.

Naturally, this was carved with Julian's demon body as a model. The sculptors are all masters. People with special skills always have a better chance of survival. Julian still values ​​talents very much.

In lotus steps, Ya'er walked up to the main platform deep in the church with a graceful figure. The red top-grade carpet was patterned with gold threads, but in this dark church, it looked more like blood-stained.

Holding on to the delicate table, Ya'er put the heavy scripture of destiny on it and spread it out. Unfortunately, most of this scripture was empty, and she frowned slightly before she had time to make up a new story. This story is also a headache For the matter, I have to find some writers who write novels and scripts to continue writing.

"Heavenly Blessing."

After a short opening remark, Ya'er started to explain the newly edited teachings to the official saintess below. In fact, there was only one core, and she used different methods to brag about the Lord of Destiny, the great Julian His Majesty.

Anyway, Julian hadn't become a god yet, and he didn't have a clear vocation in a certain direction, so naturally he wouldn't trigger the perception of a certain god.

At the same time, in the original Blossom City and the current collapsed space, a small figure emerged with great dexterity. If someone with knowledge sees this, they will be too shocked to speak.

You must know that there are dangers everywhere in this God War site. It seems to be calm and calm, but there are space cracks almost everywhere. The space cracks that are forcibly torn apart will easily divide people who are not aware of it into two parts, or even worse. In addition, it will also randomly teleport the intruders outside the plane.

It may be the starry sky, it may be the bottomless abyss, or it may be a certain elemental plane, or even a demi-plane that is on the verge of destruction. Anyway, most of them are places where it is difficult for mortals to survive. another, safer material plane.

But the odds of such luck are extremely small.

But right now, there is a petite figure swimming through the dangerous space crack like a fish, and coming out safely, which is really unexpected and astonishing.

(End of this chapter)