Witch Monastery

At the same time, take a closer look along the way to see the aftermath of the battle between Vajera and Shude Mel, and how this place has been destroyed.

Most of the rubble area remained the same. After all, it was destroyed by the angry mountain people back then, leaving only rubble. The new earthquake only added a few more wounds here, and it seemed that there was no essential difference.

But when they arrived at the place where they had been climbing, the tangible impact was immediately presented to them.

The mountain where Hawthorne had killed the goblins who were trying to rob him, the mountain where the Rock Seekers town was, the mountain where the hobgoblin warlord Zenis was...

The peaks he had climbed and the places where he had fought had now been shattered by the earthquake, split into rocky hills and new cliffs and rift valleys.

Whenever he saw those familiar mountains in such a miserable state, Hawthorne could not help but feel shocked.

Sigh... destroying several mountains in one breath, and bringing down the water of several West Lakes from the sky, is this the power of a legendary spellcaster?

Thinking of the powerful strength displayed by Vajera, he couldn't help but redefine the strength of this world's legendary spellcaster in his heart.

After all, "Witch Monastery" is just a small, low-cost game that can't produce any exciting big scenes. Naturally, players have no idea about those spells that can easily cause the earth to collapse.

And now, having witnessed with his own eyes the collapse of the mountain he had climbed, his awe for the legendary spellcaster naturally deepened.

No, that shouldn't be the case. It should be said that this is the strength of the holder of the Black Staff...

With these distracting thoughts in mind, they walked and stopped, and after walking about forty or fifty miles on the mountain road in one afternoon, they found a sheltered place and stopped to set up camp and rest.

After all, it is winter now and it gets dark early, so they don't have much time to travel.

But even so, they had walked nearly fifty miles of mountain roads and were now completely deep in the mountains.

Also in danger.

As night fell, the temperature quickly dropped below zero. In the night wind deep in the mountains, there seemed to be a faint sound of demons laughing and mountain people crying, which was terrifying.

In this freezing cold air, only the campfire in the center of their camp could dispel some of the cold.

After dinner, there were no further activities. The soldiers hid in their respective tents and prepared to rest immediately.

But on this night, some people are destined not to be so honest...

Of course, this was not Hawthorne. He was very obedient tonight and went back to his tent to rest early, intending to return to his dream and experiment with the ghost Agatha on a new way of playing that he had suddenly thought of.

However, he wanted to be safe, but some people didn't want him to be safe. Not long after he lay down, accompanied by a rustling sound, a petite figure lifted the curtain of the tent and sneaked in.

Hawthorne looked carefully, and with the help of the faint moonlight, he could see that the person who visited him at night was the Fire Witch who had followed him out on a mission for the first time.

Ekta was in a very excited mood now. Even Hawthorne could clearly see that her eyes were flashing with a fiery red light like fire, showing the girl's excitement at the moment.

She was still wearing a nun's uniform, but she didn't care about the reserve and dignity a nun should have. She crawled to his bed with both feet and said with a silly smile, "Master, I will serve you tonight."

Hawthorne came back to his senses and smiled, "How did you learn this too?"

"Andene taught me that." Ekta sold the Insect Witch without any loyalty. "She said that sleeping with the master at night is more conducive to getting closer to the master."

Chapter 329: An Nuo also comes to attack at night?

Having said this, the Fire Witch quickly undressed her nun's uniform, stripped herself naked, and threw her clothes haphazardly aside. Then she lifted his quilt and couldn't wait to get inside.

Instantly, Hawthorne felt a wave of heat rushing under his quilt.

Due to her nature, no matter how much Ekta disguises herself as an ordinary human girl, her body temperature is very high, always above 40 degrees, and she is very afraid of the cold.

Every time he touched her body, Hawthorne felt like he was touching a patient with a high fever, and then he couldn't bring himself to do it.

It took him a long time to finally adapt to the girl's special body temperature and feel a different kind of happiness from it.

A wonderful experience that no other witch can provide.

"You won't let me rest every night, right?" Hawthorne sneered, but didn't refuse. The witches and he had a deep soul bond and magic contract, so every time he had sex with them, it actually completed an internal cycle for him.

Not only will his body not suffer any harm, but he will also get certain exercise effects - although the benefits of this exercise may not be as real as running 400 meters.

In short, facing Ekta's initiative to sleep with him, Hawthorne was very calm. He crossed his arms under his head, squinted his eyes, and enjoyed her increasingly skilled biting skills: "Hmm..."

He could feel that his erect, engorged weapon was now wrapped in Ekta's hot little mouth, her even hot little tongue

Circling around the top of the murder weapon.

The experience brought by this high temperature is completely different. Although Ekta's tongue is not as forked and flexible as Cuibis's, as her skills become more mature, she has the advantage of "high body temperature" and may become the second witch to achieve "making the master explode in her mouth".

She licked and sucked vigorously, sometimes making clear sounds of water. Hawthorne felt his legs go numb, and in order to avoid surrendering too early, he put his hands into the quilt, moved them downwards, and kneaded Ekta's two soft breasts.

The Fire Witch's figure was similar to Die's. Not as flat as Jutta and Andrei, but definitely not big either. He could just hold one in each hand, and he could even use one finger to gently tease her nipples, which were also engorged and erect.

Even though he couldn't see it with his own eyes in the dark tent, Hawthorne could feel that Ekta's body was trembling with excitement.

He could probably guess what the girl was doing, and it was not just the credit of his own fingers: in fact, under the quilt, Ekta was holding his weapon with one hand and licking it, while with the other hand, she was teasing her secret garden.

It was not enough for her body to simply be excited, it also had to be wet in order to accommodate Hawthorne's weapon.

almost.

With this thought in mind, Hawthorne then freed one hand and touched Ekta's hair. Then the witch immediately spat out his weapon, climbed up with her soft body, and was about to let him penetrate her in a position where she was on top.

She had slept with Hawthorne so many times in the monastery that she and Hawthorne had already developed a tacit understanding and knew what signals his movements conveyed.

Hawthorne held her and was about to start, when suddenly there was a rustling sound from outside again.

Someone else is approaching.

Hawthorne suddenly woke up, then held Ekta's shoulders and pushed her down. The Fire Witch did not master the "flash spell" like Celine, so she could not escape at this time. She could only hide temporarily and then see who was coming.

Then, a soft female voice came from outside: "Hawthorne, are you asleep?"

It's Anno!

Why did she come tonight?

Hawthorne thought to himself that this was bad. He thought that Anno was conservative and would not attack at night. He patted Ekta's hand, signaling her to hide in the bed and stay put. Then he responded in a lazy voice, "Just lying down. What's the matter?"

Then, tonight, the curtain of his tent was lifted for the second time, and Annuo, wearing only a close-fitting urinal, sneaked in.

Hawthorne quickly stood up and put the clothes that Ekta had just taken off behind him to avoid being seen by her.

Then, he saw An Nuo raised a hand and whispered, "Shh—be quiet, don't let anyone hear you."

Hawthorne nodded repeatedly: "Yeah, I know."

At the same time, he breathed a sigh of relief: Fortunately, the nun's uniform is originally pitch black, and there is no light in such a dark sky, so she should not be able to see clearly.

An Nuo moved closer and sat down on the edge of his bed. But then her expression changed: "Did I sit on your feet?"

Hawthorne opened his mouth and was about to say no, but his thigh was suddenly pinched. Realizing what the girl was sitting on, his expression suddenly changed: "Yes."

An Nuo's mouth curled up slightly, and then he changed his posture: "Then I will press you down as a small punishment for today."

Hawthorne had to maintain a painful expression while holding her hand: "What did I do wrong, dear?"

An Nuo rolled his eyes at him: "I told you I had something to bring you, but you didn't seem to care at all. You didn't ask me all day, and you went to bed so early at night..."

As she spoke, she became angrier and angrier. She reached her hand under the quilt and pinched it hard.

Hawthorne pretended to gasp: "I thought you wanted to give me a surprise, dear, hiss..."

An Nuo raised his head suddenly and looked at him, his voice full of worry: "Hawthorne, do you have a fever? Your legs feel so hot."

Hawthorne hurriedly shook his head: "Ah... No, no, it's because of the blessing."

Seeing An Nuo's puzzled expression, he gritted his teeth and forced an explanation: "Just like sand exposed to the sun for a long time, its temperature will be particularly high. Since I was blessed and located in a place with poor heat dissipation, my body surface temperature will be higher."

Huo Sang had already told An Nuo about the gift given to him by the Earth Dragon Galeon a long time ago, so it was not too abrupt to use this as an excuse at the moment.

"Sand?" An Nuo continued to knead the quilt with one hand, "But your skin is not rough. It even feels finer than mine..."

Hawthorne's forehead suddenly broke out in sweat: "It's just a metaphor, not real sand."

"This is a side effect of the blessing, and it's just a superficial phenomenon. I'm in good health."

"That's true... But then again, your feet seem so small, even smaller than mine."

"I'm actually one year younger than you, and I'm still growing taller."

"True...but your skin is really nice, and your feet are so soft to the touch."

"My dear, please take your hand away, it's itchy..."

"No, I want to touch your thigh again,

Wow, this feels really good..."

"This..." Huo Sang's forehead was sweating. He couldn't imagine what An Nuo would touch next...

And Annuo's hand went up along "Hawthorne's calf", but then she suddenly stopped and said, "No, do you take off all your clothes when you sleep at night?"

Hawthorne opened his mouth, and suddenly an idea came to him. He nodded seriously: "Of course, in order to achieve the best rest effect, I usually sleep naked without wearing anything."

Annuo's face suddenly turned red, and then he pinched "Hawthorne's thigh" hard before pulling his hand away in extreme embarrassment.

Her heart was beating wildly, and she thought to herself, "What a close call! Fortunately, I pulled my hand away early, otherwise I would have been so embarrassed if I had really touched her."

Her little hands were actually very unruly just now, caressing Hawthorne's delicate and soft calves. The more she touched, the more addicted she became. Then she moved all the way up, over the knees, and reached the base of the thighs.

If only one second later...

She didn't know what she was actually touching, but now when she thought about what she would touch, she wished she could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

She felt embarrassed and annoyed, and finally couldn't help but blame it all on Hawthorne: "We are in the wild now! There could be danger at any time, how dare you sleep naked!"

"If an enemy shows up, are you going to fight him naked?"

Chapter 330 An Nuo's Gift

An Nuo tried to save some face by teaching him a lesson. In response, Huo Sang spread his hands and immediately took the initiative: "Then I can just put it on again. Didn't you also take off your armor before you rested?"

"No matter how slow I am in putting on my underwear, it won't be slower than putting on my plate armor, right?"

An Nuo thought about it and agreed, but he still couldn't face it, so he said to him with a stern face: "Anyway, you are not allowed to sleep naked in the wild from now on!"

Huo Sang thought to himself, in fact, I don't sleep naked, I'm more used to wearing pajamas. In the dim light, looking at An Nuo's serious and shy expression, he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll change this habit and never do it again."

An Nuo lowered her head, and suddenly she felt guilty. But she couldn't get away with it, so she secretly decided to compensate him in other ways in the future.

Hawthorne stretched out his arms and hugged her body, making sure that her little hands would not reach into the quilt to torment Ekta again.

Then, he spoke softly, finally getting to the point of today: "So, dear, what gift did you bring me?"

An Nuo took out a small red square box from his waist and placed it in front of him. His cheeks, which had just calmed down, quickly turned red: "Take a look, do you like it?"

Looking at the box, Hawthorne had a rough answer in his mind, but he pretended not to know, took the box and opened the lid.

A light green jade ring lay quietly in the center of the soft cloth in the box, emitting a bright light in the dark night.

Annuo's heart was pounding. She had chosen to deliver the gift at night specifically because it was pitch dark and there was no light at all: in this way, Hawthorne could see that the ring she had chosen could glow at night!

She thought it was a brilliant idea and looked forward to Hawthorne's mood when he discovered it.

"Do you like it?" She asked softly. At this moment, she suddenly felt a little uneasy: because she suddenly realized that the luminous ring seemed a little childish...

Staring at the ring in the box, Hawthorne felt very emotional: after all, giving a ring as a gift would inevitably make people think of a proposal, and getting married would inevitably make people feel tremendous pressure.

Facing An Nuo's expectant eyes, he nodded gently: "I like it."

After a pause, he smiled and said, "So, can you please help me put it on, Miss Anno?"

As he spoke, he raised his left hand. Annuo lowered her head shyly, but did not refuse his request: "Yes."

Then she grabbed Hawthorne's left hand, picked up the ring with her other hand, found the position of his middle finger with the dim night light, and slowly put it on him.

The power of magic emerged from the ring and soon merged with him. A shallow layer of protective energy surrounded him, and at the same time, Hawthorne understood what the ring was.

The Ring of Protection is a very rare magic item that continuously emits a protective force field, providing permanent protection for the wearer.

The price of this thing is usually around 2,000 to 3,000 gold coins, but at this point in time, doubling the price is not too much of a stretch.

Annuo must have put a lot of thought into getting this thing.

His heart was filled with emotion, and he reached out and embraced her again. An Nuo was filled with joy that the gift he chose was liked by his lover. She leaned her little face on his chest, feeling his body temperature, and felt her body burning like a fever, and was too lazy to move.

After a while of tenderness, Huo Sang suddenly said, "By the way, An Nuo, I have something to give you too."

An Nuo looked up suddenly, her eyes full of surprise, and then she saw that Hawthorne also took out a small red box, the packaging of which was almost identical to that of the ring she bought.

Thinking of what might be inside, her face suddenly turned red: "This..."

When a man gives a woman a ring, she immediately

She thought of proposing to him. And marriage reminded her of the future she had imagined before: for the sake of world peace and stability, she and he would have 20 babies together...

While she was daydreaming, Hawthorne had already gently opened the box, revealing a silver ring inlaid with five diamond particles.

"For you, dear." He said, then lifted An Nuo's right hand and put it on her white and tender middle finger. "I hope you like it."