Son of the Olden Days

What are the vulgar methods? What satisfies evil tastes? Is it really okay for you to dig people in front of me like this? The key is that this special has actually been dug! Gerrabi was very sad, and eventually, due to the **** of the Devil, he could only go home and cry to his sister.

After Sol carefully sent each other off, several wild ladies arrived safely at the city hall and were warmly received by the city hall staff. Several young ladies have proposed that they want to learn the skills of removing spirits under Sol's hands, and Sol solemnly stated that there will be opportunities in the future.

After handing these wild mushrooms into the hands of the city hall staff, Sol hid in the rest area behind and quietly exuded charm.

"You dig into the people of their association in person, do you want to return the three of them?" Petty bent his legs on Saul's arms, carefully rubbing Saul's handsome vampire face. Here the old Braun goblin's deep sleep has not yet awakened, and Petty has not yet handed over territorial affairs.

"What a shit, this is the person brought back by the big devil with his strength and charm, okay? Fair means, and not rushed to their association to **** it, who can have anything to say?" Sol laughed and hugged I swayed comfortably in the rocking chair with my own shiitake mushrooms.

"Then you want to stop by? The location of our own association and the initial personnel have been determined." Petty asked.

"No, I'm very relieved about the ability of my own mushrooms to handle things. I will check their general abilities in two days. Huh? Why is it so fragrant today? Do you know that the big devil is coming on purpose? Go to my room at night and talk to our hearts. "Sol is in a good mood.

"Bad boy~! Can you use this look at night? I think this look is so fresh." Petty blushed and asked in a low voice.

"Fresh? Isn't that before disgusting me? The little shiitake mushroom is going to heaven." Saul lowered his head and gnawed randomly.

The next day, the two Seleo brothers and sisters came to the door without a surprise.

I haven't seen it for a few months, but Sereo, the men's wearer, is still so capable, with the half-length wheat chestnut hair delicately set behind his head, revealing a white neck. They arrived early, and not long after Saul got up, they rushed to the breakfast table.

"Since I'm here, do you want to try the craftsmanship of our Anduo bean sprouts?" Sol pointed to the milk sweet bean cake stall on the table.

"Oh? Oh!" Jelabi nodded subconsciously, burying his hair and making a ‘hula’ milk. For some reason, every time he saw Saul, he couldn't help but think of those days of eating grass. Sereo looked at his unbelievable brother, and suddenly felt so hard.

"You are a high lord, last time we took advantage of the danger to knock us out in the rules, let's forget it, now we are robbing people face to face? There is really no law and order in your territory, no, you are the one in power taking the lead in doing evil. ." Cereo clearly had a lot of resentment.

"You said this very unconvincingly. You cherish the soul-eliminating talents, and I also value them. The key is that others are living and flesh-and-blood people, okay? It's not a cushion. You grab it and stuff it under your butt. Others have self-thinking. Is it good with free will?"

"In the final analysis, whether you can retain talent depends on the power's own background. For example, the treatment to others, the prospects for development, the past glory and achievements of your own power, and the strength and strength of your power in the face of difficult worlds. sound."

"Speaking of this, there are many comprehensive reasons, so I think, instead of crying and rolling here, you should go back to examine your own shortcomings and strive for the next opportunity. The opportunity is always given to those who are prepared, this time you I saw my preparation."

"But seeing you come here aggressively early in the morning, you are also considered conscientious, showing a good appearance as a leader of the forces. If you want to suggest, I can also give you, for example, you can bid me three times or more. The price of double, right?"

"There are so many people in this world who want to benefit. I believe that your Spirit Elimination Association can grow stronger than ever." Saul smiled and spread his hands.

"You are despicable and shameless! A crooked theory!" After listening, Cereo patted the table angrily, as if to shake Sol's milk so that he could not drink it. I saw your preparation? You prepared a fart! How much do you pay? Does it fail fast enough?

"Come on, scold me a few more words and I can live a few years more happily." Sol calmly wiped his mouth with a napkin, got up and left. Cereo should have come here by pinch of time, just shortly after the mushrooms left home, and just blocked himself by the dining table.

Celeo did make some judgments about Sol's trajectory, so as not to find this erratic fellow. He thought he was facing confrontation, he might feel guilty about not daring to see himself, but not only did he have no regrets, he also preached his shameless remarks.

Seeing that Sol was about to run away from the table, Sereo looked back at the trash brother who was sitting at the table and chewing, and could only chase after him sadly. Today, this guy must give an explanation, otherwise how will the Spirit Elimination Association gain a foothold in the future?

Jelabi got up subconsciously, looked at the beautiful maid who was standing by and smiling at him politely, and sat down again. Forget it, you should not rush into the mansion of a man lord, otherwise your dog's head will be screwed off. The key is that this breakfast is not fragrant?

This milk looks delicious? One more bowl must be served to calm the grief and anger in his heart. Yes, Jelabi feels grief and anger too. Let the Lord's Mansion be poor! This was a more proactive and practical retaliation, and Gerrabi felt that he was justified.

"You stop for me! Either make it clear, or return our people." Sereo drank the dangling Thor.

Saul turned his head back a little amused, looking at this reluctant shiitake mushroom. This familiar scene reappeared. Why are the mushroom monsters I met not afraid of myself? The lord himself is too impertinent, and the name of the great devil can't stop crying.

"Are you sure you want to follow me? I want to change clothes, you dare to follow me, I'm not sure what will happen?" Saul pointed to the pajamas.

Cereo's face flushed suddenly, subconsciously remembering the psychedelic past that happened in the dark night of the sea in the rules. It's really a little psychedelic, the starry sea, and today's dark and boundless wilderness, the space chaos can't overlap.

In a daze, Saul had entered his bedroom and closed the door. Celeo looked around and looked inexplicably restrained. Is this the place where his wife lives? Celeo simply stood by the door of Sol's bedroom. You won't run away through the window, right?

"You can't do this, you lack the basic cultivation and qualities of a nobleman. I came from Asokelan and I have never seen a lord noble like you. Your unscrupulous behavior in our place is a robbery act, and you will definitely be caught Other nobles cast aside."

"I advise you, put away your unnecessary wildness, you must learn to be humble and polite and more social methods. Otherwise, I dare to say that the Freedom City will not go long under your leadership, because the lord’s own style of behavior will affect the local area. Folk customs."

Cereo blocked the door and talked about it for a while, but nothing came out of the room. This guy...couldn't he escape through the back door, right? Sereo was suspicious for a moment, and subconsciously pressed his ear to the door panel, but the door suddenly opened as soon as he touched it.

"I think it's time to deepen our understanding of each other, my noble eldest lady." Sol, in a black coat, opened the door, buttoning the coat button with one hand, and pulling Cereo, who was leaning on his neck. Enter the room, and then the door closed again.

"Yeah! What do you do...you dare? Yeah!" Sereo watched in shock as Saul pressed himself against his leg and untied his gem belt. Then he was turned over again like a salted fish, lying on his legs, Sereo struggled in horror.

"Huh? Your workmanship is good?" Sol opened her men's dress trousers and saw the silk petticoat underneath, which was actually piping. Sol rubbed **** with a feeling of texture. This little inner skirt is obviously delicate and elegant.

When Sol's finger touched the sensitive skin, Sereo's whole body was not well, and his cheeks were blushing like congestion.

The next moment, she was shocked suddenly, and after Saul pressed her hands on her back, he actually peeled off her petticoat, revealing her smooth ass. She breathed abruptly, then turned her head to bite ferociously, but was stuffed into her mouth by an oncoming rag.

"Don't worry, it's not a socks, it's just a rag." Saul explained smoothly. Last time Petty had played with mushrooms like that, she took the opportunity to escape from the clutches. The Great Demon King never made a second mistake in his life, and this time the rags were blocked very accurately.

rag? Cereo was dizzy, struggling desperately, but it was a pity that Tier 2 was facing Tier 6, like a mouse falling under the claws of a dragon.

"You are the only mushroom monster who dares to block the door and scream on the big devil's territory. Today I will teach you the etiquette of the devil, slap, slap, slap, slap!" Sol's expression was as solemn as a pilgrimage. , I quickly found a sense of rhythm that I was familiar with.

This little **** has excellent elasticity! With each slap, Saul felt that his hand seemed to be flicked out of control. Appreciating the sweet pops, Saul suspected that he might have reached the master level in spanking and rhythm control.

After a while, the performance of Mizhi's instrument finally stopped, and Sol released Cereo and pressed her to stand on the wall.

"Don't wear it!" Sol buttoned the last coat button, Sereo quickly pulled up the petticoat, but when he wanted to pull up his pants, Sol stopped him. She could only stand there with red eyes holding her trousers aggrievedly, how did it feel like the night at the seaside?

"Since you have learned the manners of the Great Demon King, and you should understand my style of behavior, then I will tell you seriously."

"For me, the existence of the private spirit elimination association is the same as that of the nobles privately raising private soldiers. On the surface, they are two different things, but the nature is the same. In other territories, the lords may not care, so some people do it. Others, I don’t care."

"In the City of Freedom, I will not allow any force to exceed my own strength. That is the source of the chaos. The same is true of the spirits, because I don't want to bow my head as a lord when the ghost army is overwhelming. Seconded talents to you."

"If you are in business, even if you make a lot of money, that is your ability. I don't bother to bother about it, let alone fight for profit with you, but in the city of liberty, it’s not good to get rid of spirits. You either Accept my rules or find other soil."

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