Zongman: The inner and outer worlds are at stake

But now it seems that I was overthinking!

Something that was countless times stronger than before sprouted out, tearing the pants apart directly, and it was as hard as diamond!

This kind of hardness was something he had never experienced before! Su Ze was so overwhelmed that he felt a little nervous.

Becoming a saint or a god does not mean having no desires.

Instead, the desire becomes stronger!

In this regard, a certain god king who controls thunder expressed that he had something to say.

Su Ze gritted his teeth and thrust forward, and the hot and burning dragon head immediately came into harmony with the soft and slightly warm pink slit.

hiss~

This feeling is so fucking great!

The fighting god's bloodline is harmful!

Su Ze almost died in a second.

His tailbone trembled and he adjusted for a moment before entering in one breath.

"Hot and cold..."

Su Ze felt extremely regretful.

Why didn't you tell me earlier that you had this kind of top-grade treasure? I should have told you earlier!

After a while of beautiful shuttle, Su Ze felt that he was about to lose himself in the joyful sea of flowers, so he quickly used the method of diverting attention: "Miss Sansejin, how do you feel? Are you still comfortable?"

Vermouth's peachy buttocks were raised high, but her waistline was almost touching the ground. She supported herself on the ground with her elbows, clenched her teeth, rolled her eyes up, covered her lips with her slender hands, and her facial expression trembled slightly.

Silent.

If you speak at this time, you will definitely not be able to help but let out strange screams.

The dragon looks smooth, but for some reason, it feels like it is inlaid with countless diamond fragments, and the friction coefficient is amazing.

This is countless times more refreshing than just being big, and it cannot be described in words.

A small wolf-tooth umbrella with only a few dozen bumps at most can already add a lot of fun.

However, Su Ze's dragon has countless irregular broken diamonds!

"I'll help you out now." Su Ze pulled Vermouth's hips back.

“Don’t move!” Vermouth was in a state of panic. She felt like she was dying just from traveling a short distance. How dare you go deeper?!

"This is for your own good."

Being stuck under the bed is a serious matter. In severe cases, it may result in amputation.

Seeing the baby being eaten bit by bit, he was also very worried.

"Task, help..." Vermouth grabbed the smooth ground with both hands, trying to slow down the process of being dragged out.

She felt like she couldn't breathe.

The swan-like neck trembled, and some beautiful sound was eager to rush out of the throat.

From the slender heels to the smoothly contoured calves and thighs, to the plump breasts and slender back, all began to tremble slightly.

This spy agent with a strong will and superb body + perfect gun mount is almost reaching his limit.

The distance between the two people is getting closer and closer.

The moment Su Ze's crotch and the beautiful buttocks closed, Vermouth ascended to heaven, and the honey juice spurted out crazily like it was free, in large quantities and crystal clear.

Chapter 227: Saint's Blood

"Maybe in the Crystal Palace." Curacao guessed.

This time when Su Ze "disappeared", she was not as nervous as the previous times.

She felt that she would get used to this kind of thing in the future.

"He's not practicing magic secretly," Uzaki Hana muttered.

Yukinoshita looked at her and said, "Do you want to make a prediction?"

Uzaki Hana shook her head: "My prediction is not effective for Suze-san."

"Magic? Is President Su Ze a magician?" Shen Wulong asked curiously.

"I guess so." Curacao replied, then asked, "When you were competing with the president, Kengankai had a match with the Mushi Organization, and the stakes were all the forces that followed you."

"We lost?" Shen Wulong asked as if making a statement.

"Well, 9 to 8." Curacao said calmly, "But your subordinates are not very convinced."

The Kengan Society narrowly won the victory. The cadres of the Mushi Organization were incredibly strong. After all, they were a force that had lasted for thousands of years. People like Edward Wu were monsters who had survived for a thousand years.

If it weren't for Li Yuba and the Sena sisters winning three games in a row, the Kengan Society would most likely have lost.

It is worth mentioning that Kina Hongo also played and won.

"I know what to do." Shen Wulong smiled, leaped over to smash the floor-to-ceiling window, and jumped into the field.

Curacao stared at the conference hall below in silence, his arms folded, the hands of the watch on his wrist turning quietly, calculating the time.

She only gave Xia Yan and the others two hours.

If the insect organization is stubborn, then we will have to leave them all behind.

It's easy to come, but it's not so easy to leave.

……

What can you do in two hours?

It can allow one giant force to swallow up another giant force.

It can also turn a ruthless and cold-hearted female agent into a touchy-feely harem.

Twenty-four hours to be exact, but Vermouth can still hold on for two hours.

On the grand bed, the scene was extremely intense!

Deadly Tempo! Assault! Electrocute! Phase Rush! Grasp of the Undying! Sudden Impact! Conqueror!

Comet! Aftershock!

The Wind of Recovery...

[Name: Vermouth]

[Entry: Su Ze Exclusive]

[Psychology: I’m going to get pregnant!!!]

[Desire value: Very high]

[Danger Level: High]

[Introduction: Beautiful, calm, cool, smart, responsive, sometimes cruel and vicious, sometimes kind, grateful, mystical, a charming female star, an agent with so many advantages, or a spy, now riding on you, losing all reason and swinging wildly, craving your most primitive masculine breath]

Vermouth rode madly without caring about her life.

Comets rushed into her body one after another, causing her lower body to vibrate violently!

Su Ze lay flat on his back with his hands behind his head.

The first twenty hours were his attack time, and he chose to leave the remaining four hours to Vermouth.

The time-stop delay is really useful.

That's equivalent to having twelve times the happy time.

It took him three hours just to help Vermouth get out from under the bed. There was too much time to waste.

An hour ago, Vermouth - please change your posture, please!

In the first three hours, Vermouth—I came out from under the bed, I really came out from under the bed!

In the first five hours, Vermouth - the end of the bad woman.

In the first seven hours, Vermouth, the Throat Destroyer, fainted eighteen times.

In the first ten hours, Vermouth, the anus destroyer, fainted thirty-three times.

In the first twelve hours, Vermouth was flying high in the sky, but was still pinned down and unable to move.

In the next twelve hours, Vermouth - fell into XX purgatory and became a harem!

……

"I said, the persuasion method of the inner world is also effective in the outer world."

Su Ze looked at Vermouth on his body and thought to himself.

The more advanced the life form, the more it succumbs to desires, but the types of desires are different.

He spent twenty-four hours practicing the sublimity of desire.

And after all the grand festivities, Vermouth's desire value went from high to extremely high.

It is worth mentioning that in order to give Vermouth sufficient physical strength, Su Ze used the secret hand of oriental martial arts to open Vermouth's treasure house of life, allowing her to gain vitality beyond the limits of mortal life.

Witch's Stopwatch: Isn't this also a manifestation of luck?

Vermouth's golden hair was like a waterfall, and after a violent trembling of her beautiful waist, she skillfully sat at the root of the dragon, preventing the essence from leaking out.

Guji guji~

The belly is slightly bloated, and you can hear the sound of water when you shake it gently.

Su Ze reached out and touched it. The touch was more comfortable than the finest jade.

Vermouth immediately covered her red lips, as if she was afraid that some liquid would come out of her mouth.

"Absinthe, do you really want to have my child?" Su Ze said with a twinkle in his eyes.

“You really knew my identity a long time ago…” Vermouth breathed softly, and after replying this, she fell into silence for more than ten seconds, and then said: “I don’t have fertility… because I took the first generation of A medicine.”

Su Ze's expression changed, and he asked a very amateur question: "What is the purpose of the organization?"

Although he joined the organization very early, he still cannot compare with veterans like Vermouth.

"We can reverse the flow of time and bring the dead back to life. We are both God and the devil." Vermouth's voice seemed to come through a layer of gauze, hazy: "The story begins three hundred years ago..."

Three hundred years ago, Japan was still in the Edo period.

Karasuma Renya was a merchant at the time. After returning from the West, he contracted an immortal disease.

At first he thought it was a blessing, but later he found that although he could not die, he would continue to grow older!

——The blessing thus turned into a curse!

From then on, his life's tasks all revolved around how to become younger, and Vermouth was one of his later masterpieces.

"Drug A is one of the three major time-traveling plans of the organization. I think you will be very interested in the origin of Drug A." Vermouth's smooth palm supported Su Ze's chest and gently moved it: "...What's wrong with you? Are you still not soft?"

The good brother seemed to have returned to the womb, soaking in the warm amniotic fluid, feeling so comfortable that he almost melted.

Su Ze cooperated and held Vermouth's soft waist, and asked instead of answering: "Origin? Isn't it technology?"

Vermouth replied:

"Of course not. Seventy-three years ago, the organization found a shroud in the West that was stained with the saint's blood."

"Its blood is golden in color and currently cannot be mixed with anything."

"All the original data of Drug A was derived from it."

Su Ze was shocked.

The saint's shroud!

It's Jesus again!

No wonder Vermouth found himself interested, since he had just obtained one-eighth of the saint's remains not long ago.

Su Ze is thinking about a problem now.

If we find the remains of the saints and then add their blood, can we resurrect Jesus again?