He even thought that if he really kicked her, she would scream out in pleasure.

This feeling... is like having strength but nowhere to use it, making people feel uncomfortable all over.

But I have other ways to vent.

After pushing the burly figure out of his mind, Ryan took out the scroll he was carrying.

The painting contained a beauty that he had never touched before, but which was better than countless times before.

Words like fair, delicate, and smooth pale in comparison to this picture.

Although this journey was tiring and tortuous, the final gains were undoubtedly huge.

Irelia has returned to the Ionian stage, bringing with her a new will.

Ku Shuo, who had been corrupting Ionia in the dark for many years, was finally brought to justice, making Ionia's future path much smoother.

And my own women's clothing...

Ryan remembered every single one of these things in his heart.

He believed that the spirit of Ionia also saw it.

And now...

Ryan slowly closed his eyes.

Let the power of your soul swirl.

What should it be this time?

Above the legs...

Just a little imagination made Ryan almost laugh out loud.

......

......

The world is still shrouded in a hazy psychedelic color.

The stream flows along the gravel-filled river channel, and occasionally one or two drops of clear water jump to the shore.

The straight tree trunks are like guards, using their branches and leaves to block some of the sunlight for the figures below.

Sindra's delicate face was hidden in the shadows beneath the leaves. Her white hair was not tied up in a crown of darkness, but draped over her shoulders like a long white skirt, flowing down over her seductive breasts and finally stopping at her slender ankles.

Compared to her previous luxury and solemnity, Sindra's temperament was much softer at this moment.

It was like a god, finally possessing some of the attributes of a "human".

This time, the plump curves of her body were not covered by the dark armor, but were replaced by a misty black fog.

It is like a thin layer of dark purple gauze, less vigilant and more casual and unrestrained.

Ryan's various actions have repeatedly increased her freedom.

When the restraints that made her uncomfortable were loosened, she seemed to slowly find some relaxation.

Sindra turned around, and from her perspective, the seat behind her had an outline very similar to Ryan's.

She walked over and placed her freed hand gently on the outline.

Ryan before was more like a 'subordinate' who was dependent on her.

Ryan's control over dark magic was indirectly obtained from her.

But that night, inspired by shadow magic, Ryan came into contact with the origin of darkness in another way.

This contact was not deep. If she ignored it, it might take Ryan several years of effort to break through that barrier.

But she not only saved Ryan several years of effort, but also further helped Ryan fully integrate into the darkness.

In terms of the nature of power, Ryan would be on equal footing with her after that night.

The two of them would be the only two incarnations of dark magic.

Sindra didn't care about this.

She didn't care if Ryan's inclusion would affect her powers.

On the one hand, the endless dark power has no end at all.

On the other hand, she wanted to become closer to Ryan.

Sindra didn't know what kind of mentality she was in...

The lack of life made it impossible for her to define what her feelings really were.

But it doesn’t matter. Even though she is ostracized by the whole world, she knows how to cherish the person she has finally got.

From Ryan's countless performances in dreams, she could see Ryan's obsession with her.

That's enough...

Sindra's eyes grew warmer.

Although I don't know why Ryan's preferences are a bit special.

But she didn't mind trying unheard-of moves for Ryan.

A gloomy atmosphere was rising not far away.

Sindra sensed that Ryan's breath was becoming clearer and clearer.

She looked at it intently, so intently that she could hardly hold back her delicate eyelashes from trembling.

The moment Ryan's soul entered here, she could get a glimpse of what Ryan was thinking and seeing at a certain moment in his soul.

This is how she has been learning about Ryan's preferences.

This time, Sindra saw an experience in the small dark room from Ryan's soul...

She could even sense Ryan's mood and thoughts at that time.

There were some surprises, but more regrets, because the target was not right...

Sindra frowned slightly and muttered to herself in confusion:

"So... who do you want to be with?"

......

......

Ryan's consciousness gradually became clear.

He first opened his eyes, then skillfully raised his umbrella...

Then, Ryan was stunned.

Why do I have an umbrella?

Why did I turn into a mushroom again!?

But the good news is that this time there are no legs pressing on the umbrella canopy so that I can't lift my head.

But the bad news is that this time there is no leg pressing down on me.

What about the legs...

Ryan's eyes darted around.

Then his eyes were suddenly attracted.

Because of his height, Ryan saw a pair of white legs slowly walking towards him.

The warm sunlight brightened the surrounding light, allowing Ryan to see the white and tender bare feet that looked like jade toes...

Further up are the beautiful calf lines and plump and round thighs...

"Gulu..."

Ryan felt his soul swallow silently.

Because his angle was not restricted, when he looked up again, he found a patch of white under the hazy sunlight...

Ryan had never hated dwarfs as much as he did now!

If he were ten centimeters taller, he would definitely be able to see the unpredictable places!

But Sindra didn't give him a chance to figure it out.

'Hua La La'

The familiar sound of chains suddenly rang out around him.

Ryan looked in astonishment at the dark chains that appeared out of nowhere, and himself who was locked in the chains.

A strange feeling emerged in his heart.

The next second he heard an alluring mature woman's voice not far away from him.

"You don't seem to like giving orders to others...

"So you like being ordered around?"

Sindra slowly walked in front of Ryan.

Ruyu's toes were only five centimeters away from Ryan.

"So what do you want me to order you to do now..."

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That’s all for today’s novel.

Chapter 132 The Bigger the Stage, the Bigger the Responsibility

"boom!"

A gloomy atmosphere suddenly rose in the quiet city.

But it disappeared in an instant.

The crowd, still celebrating, had no idea what was happening.

And even though I can sense it, I dare not go and find out the truth.

The oppressive feeling brought by dark magic is not something that most people can endure. It is a trembling that comes from the soul.

Ryan, sitting in the room, felt his consciousness slowly returning, but a very complicated expression appeared on his face.

He had a lot of experience on this trip!

But happiness always seems to be accompanied by regret.

In just two hours.

He experienced three scenes in succession that made him slightly moved.

In the first scene, there are too many people and the background is not right;

In the second scene, the background is correct but the object is wrong.

The third scene…the background and the objects are right, but he himself is wrong!

"Why did you turn yourself into a mushroom in your dream?"

Ryan always felt that Sindra seemed to have misunderstood some of his preferences.

But he didn't know how to explain it.

To say it bluntly seems too hasty.

To be implied, what if Syndra misunderstands and ends up being a mushroom, but loses the subsequent play? Wouldn't that be even more of a loss?

finally.

Ryan could only comfort himself that people should learn to be content.

Ok.

Although I look like a mushroom this time, I am indeed content.

And he also got a glimpse of the realm above the Jade Legs Realm.

It was a snow-like state. It could not be said that there was no hair on it, but there was indeed no hair.

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