The pure love of Cao Zei starts from Fate!

At this time, Xiao Mo had been stepped on by Yao Lan and was completely unable to move.

She was covered in blood, but her eyes remained firm and unyielding, and she shouted angrily: "Damn it... Even if the Command Spell is transferred to you, I will never recognize you as my Master!"

Hearing this, Hei Dai couldn't help but chuckle: "Hahaha... What a stubborn guy. Don't you see? Besides me, Zhong Xuan also has Lord Lancelot! You are just a key for him to get involved in this Holy Grail War, so why bother struggling?"

When Xiao Mo heard this, he was stunned.

Sir Lancelot?

She turned her gaze with difficulty and looked at Yaolan who was stepping on her, her heart was filled with confusion.

Is she Sir Lancelot?

asshole……

How could Lancelot be a woman?

You are all fakes!!!

Otherwise, why didn’t my love for my father work?

woo woo woo woo……

You guys are a bunch of liars!!!

Heida didn't care whether Yaolan was the real Lancelot. They both came from the Fourth War, so she just treated them as the same person and didn't bother to think about it.

The corners of Heidai's mouth rose slightly, revealing a sly smile.

She stretched out her finger and gently lifted Xiao Mo's chin. With a hint of teasing in her eyes, she chuckled and said, "You keep saying that you are a man? Are you really imitating the old me? But... you have never tasted what it's like to be a woman, right? Hehehe~!"

Xiao Mo was completely confused. She widened her eyes and looked at Heidai with confusion, not understanding what she meant.

However, before she could react, she heard a "rustle" and Heidai actually tore off Xiaomo's vest himself.

In an instant, Xiao Mo's snow-white skin was exposed to the air, emitting a charming luster.

Since Little Mo was created by Morgan using Altria's blood, except for her hairstyle and facial features, the rest of her body is exactly the same as Altria's.

Heida's eyes swept over Xiao Mo's body wantonly, as if he was admiring a fine work of art.

There was an indescribable desire in her eyes, which made Xiao Mo feel uneasy.

Therefore, clove breasts are also well-shaped and extremely beautiful, like a finely crafted work of art.

"Ahhhhhh!!!" Xiao Mo was so anxious that tears burst out like a flood.

Her beautiful face was distorted by extreme anxiety, which made people feel pity for her.

Then, Hei Dai reached out his hand and gently grabbed Xiao Mo's tender and smooth dough, which was as white as mutton fat jade. A playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said softly: "It's really the same size as me~!"

After saying that, Hei Dai put his finger in his mouth and gently sucked it, as if he was tasting some delicious food, and then smiled and said: "Although there is no feminine smell, this body exudes a charming body fragrance~!"

Then, Hei Dai gently patted Zhong Xuan's shoulder with her slender fingers, her eyes revealed a charming look, and she smiled sweetly: "Leave it to you~!"

Zhong Xuan turned his head and stared at Xiao Mo's body, which also had strong muscular lines. His throat slid up and down unconsciously, and he couldn't help but lick his lips with his tongue.

Yao Lan then made way and let Zhong Xuan hug Xiao Mo.

Zhong Xuan clawed.

what……

Is it because Xiao Mo’s pectoral muscles are stronger?

Why does it feel a little bigger than Heidai?

Chapter 128 Heida: Xiao Mo, to inherit my throne, the first step is to inherit my man!

"Let me go!!!" Xiao Mo shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice filled with fear and anger.

"Who allowed you to rub against me?" She widened her eyes and glared at Zhong Xuan in front of her, with an unyielding light flashing in her eyes.

“Ahhhhh… Don’t touch me…” Xiao Mo’s body kept shaking. She tried to struggle, but her hands were folded above her head and were stepped on by Yao Lan. She couldn’t move at all.

Because of her serious injuries, she could only resist verbally.

She felt a wave of despair welling up in her heart and tears welled up in her eyes.

Xiao Mo has a slender figure, yet is strong.

Due to long-term exercise, her muscle lines are clear, smooth and natural, showing a healthy and energetic beauty.

Her skin is slightly yellow, giving her a warm, sunny feeling.

This yellowish skin tone complements her figure and highlights her athletic temperament.

Under the dim light of the cemetery, her skin exuded a faint luster, like delicate honey, tempting and charming.

Zhong Xuan held the honey stick tightly and couldn't wait to put it in his mouth and chew it.

The exquisite and small honey stack seems to be a delicious delicacy bestowed by God on mankind, making people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves from it.

It has a beautiful appearance and an excellent taste. The sweet taste spreads on the tip of the tongue, like a feast for the taste buds.

Zhong Xuan grabbed another piece of cold skin and put it into his mouth. The cold skin was delicate and smooth, and the silky touch spread in his mouth.

At the same time, a rich milky aroma blends perfectly with the cold skin, interweaving with each other to form a unique taste enjoyment.

The wonderful taste made him salivate. He took one bite after another and couldn't stop.

Watching her vagina and skin being tasted by Zhong Xuan wantonly, and feeling the electric shock coming from her skin, Xiao Mo's body trembled constantly as a conditioned reflex, and her slender waist with a six-pack abs couldn't help but arch like the Zhaozhou Bridge.

"Bastard... let me go..." Xiao Mo cried angrily.

After finishing the appetizer, Zhong Xuan prepared to enjoy the main course.

Zhong Xuan placed Xiao Mo's long, muscular legs on his knees.

Xiao Mo's defense was broken like this.

Seeing a key about to be inserted into the keyhole, Xiao Mo panicked and shouted angrily: "Don't do this... I'm scared... Please..."

But Zhong Xuan ignored her and inserted the key into the keyhole half an inch.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

A feeling of pain and soreness instantly surged into his heart, stimulating Xiao Mo's fat mass to stand up straight up, and his cherries became sharp.

“Don’t do this… bastard… I’m not a woman… You are not allowed to ravage me like a chicken… Aaaaaaah!!!”

Zhong Xuan stopped and did not go any further.

But Xiao Mo did not relax. The feeling of the key half-inserted into the hole made her panic.

There is a little bit of feeling, but not a big one. It drives me crazy.

"Get out! I'm going to kill you!" Xiao Mo roared.

But her saliva couldn't help but flow from the corners of her mouth.

At this time.

Heida, who was sitting on a tombstone nearby, crossed his legs and looked at Xiaomo with a sidelong smile.

"Mordred...is this all you can do?" Heidai asked provocatively.

"What..." Xiao Mo was confused. She had no idea what Heida wanted to say.

"You always say that you want to be my successor...but you can't even serve my man well, how can you inherit my will?" Heida continued to provoke.

"What?" Xiao Mo was immediately stimulated.

"Oh my~! Look at me, how good I am. Whether I'm the king of Britain or Zhong Xuan's woman, I've done everything perfectly. I'm a little impressed by myself~!" Heida smiled and licked his slender fingers.

"But you... you look so miserable now! And you still want to be my heir... ridiculous. You can't even serve my man well, what qualifications do you have to be my heir?"

"My ideal is to become a wise king and serve the people of Britain, so I can serve a man to the point of ecstasy~!"

"And you, if you can't even serve one man properly, how can you serve millions of ordinary people?"

Click——

Xiao Mo's brain crashed.

She was confused by Heida's twisted logic.

Her brain wasn't working well enough to tell the difference between good and bad.

but.

A strong desire to win and an obsession with becoming Altria's successor surged into his mind at the same time!

"Who said I can't serve a man?... I am your only legitimate heir!" Xiao Mo roared at Heidai.

"Then I...then I will start by inheriting your man!"

"I will take away your kingdom sooner or later! I will start with your man! I tell you, don't regret it! Your man must fall for me!"

She looked up at Yao Lan and cursed, "Let go of my hand, you're affecting my performance!"

Yao Lan glanced at Zhong Xuan, then let go of her feet.

Xiao Mo's hands were freed, and she immediately hugged Zhong Xuan and shouted angrily: "Asshole!... Get ready to die!"

"I want to show you how good a woman is who inherits the British throne!"

"Close your eyes and feel it, taste it, and become my slave!"

After saying that, Xiao Mo actually took the initiative to insert the key into the keyhole backwards.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh-"

The pain of losing her virginity made Xiao Mo scream out in agony, and her previous momentum instantly dissipated.

Seeing this, Zhong Xuan began to do push-ups slowly.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

"It hurts... let me go... please—"

Xiao Mo was just about to burst into tears when he saw the dark and contemptuous expression on the tombstone next to him.

Are you... despising me?

Am I... really not qualified to be your heir?

I... don't accept it! I am definitely qualified!

I can't give up!!!

Thinking of this, she held back her tears and the pain, and hugged Zhong Xuan tightly, and started to spin around.

“Ahh…Ahhh…Ahhhh…Ahhhh…”

Her nails scratched Zhong Xuan's back, leaving several red marks.

"See...you?...This is my power..."

Xiao Mo said to Zhong Xuan with a distorted expression: "It's great, isn't it? It feels good? Come on, fall on me!"

Zhong Xuan smiled slightly, picked up Xiao Mo and sat him up, then asked Xiao Mo to kneel on the ground so that he could exert better strength.

Gradually…things changed.

"Ah~! What's going on... Why... Why is it suddenly not hurting anymore... Why is it so kimozi~~!!!"

Chapter 129 Xiao Mo: Father, your man is mine!

After a long period of training, Xiao Mo finally felt the joy as if he were bathed in spring breeze.

She knelt on her knees, rising and falling actively like a lotus leaf in the wind.

Her perky, fragrant pomelo looked so tight and attractive as it was shaking.

Because of their height, she was kneeling and her eyes met with Zhong Xuan's while he was sitting.

Xiao Mo's face was as red as a ripe apple. Her eyes seemed to have magic that made people deeply attracted to her. At this moment, she was staring at Zhong Xuan intently.

So handsome... Is this... my father's man...