Why am I the only male apprentice of the evil queen

Fenmu repeated Master Anna's words to Antang Marei and asked her not to belittle herself or anything else. The reason was not her, but the Ancient Snake Society.

But I didn't expect that Antou Marei was not in a low mood and doubting life at all. She was just surprised for a moment. After hearing Fenmu's comfort, she replied in a very shameless manner:

"But such accidents can happen at any time. You can't always expect that such a 'nightmare' can be easily solved by yourself, right? In the end, only your own strength is the capital to speak... But I am indeed I kind of blame the Ancient Snake Society for hiding such an interesting thing. I've long been tired of living a life that lacks challenges."

"Hey! I'm not tired yet. I don't want to finally get to a place where I can be lazy, and then find that there is still a long road ahead that needs to be walked. I think it was good before!" Sister Samurai said sadly. He made a useless speech.

"When you feel tired, you can shave your mind so that you don't have to work hard."

"That won't work. I've worked hard for so long and I haven't had any fun yet. Besides, what's the point of scraping? You just stab yourself with a knife. If you scrape, won't you have to cut off your chest?"

When you were discussing this kind of thing, did you forget that you are the enemy if you go there?

Fenmu was complaining speechlessly in her heart, and Marei Antou walked next to him and whispered:

"...Thank you. You probably wanted to comfort me just now, but I have a bit of an ego, so don't take it too seriously."

"good."

Fenmu breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he was good at comforting people. Sister Ninja really felt his thoughtfulness, so she had to get down to business:

"But I have more important things to say before I get the forging materials. Miss Antang, you will continue to work towards new goals in the future. Do you have any plans to change to a new weapon? I am very good at forging. Hurry up and think about what you want, the more accurate you are, the better I will do."

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Antou Marei's expression was even more astonished than when she just saw the ghosts fleeing. How did this topic come to weapons?

She had seen with her own eyes Fenmu's outrageous level of crafting weapons, and it would be great if he could order one for herself, but that was a story for another day.

"Let's allocate the work. Now that you are better at fighting, the warrior and I will go to the ghost tribe's territory to search for information about the ghost king and god. Fenmu, how about you go and support the ghost king and god first?"

"Okay, then remember to think about weapons while you are looking for things. I can already smell the fireworks from the forging furnace. After solving the ghost king and god, we can start forging directly."

Why, why did this guy suddenly become so confident? When he first saw the ghost king and god in the snowy mountain dream, didn't he just run away?

Are you sure you can win the Ghost King and God with a guaranteed vote?

wrong!

After all, the female ninja has a thoughtful character. She suddenly realized that she understood Fenmu's good intentions.

It's quite blunt to talk about forging weapons over and over again before a battle, and normal people wouldn't do that. The purpose of his doing this was to find an excuse to lighten the atmosphere and divert attention, so that they would think that he had a chance to win and not worry about him.

However, Fenmu's fear of the King of Ghosts and Gods in the dream of the snowy mountain was undoubtedly true. Without a breakthrough in strength, his optimism at this time was probably just a forced smile. He could bear everyone's uneasiness by himself, and he was even too nervous to be nervous. I found that excuse unnatural, but I was still thinking about others.

When I heard that he believed in buttocks, even though I understood that some ancient beliefs did have strange conditions, I was still a little emotionally biased against him and thought it was a eccentricity. But now it seems that his character is like His faith is as pure as ever, and his noble personality is revealed only before crisis.

Perhaps it is such a flawless and pure heart that supports him to grow up to this day for his own beliefs!

Suddenly, this Fenmu of unknown origin became pleasing to Antang Marei's heart, and he seemed like a cute guy.

Then should I return the favor and appease his nervousness hidden under his stiff smile, as a way of thanking him for the comfort he just gave me?

"Fenmu, I saw that you liked my butt very much before. As a thank you for helping me build weapons, what form of payment do you want to use? I can accept it." Marei Antou leaned into Fenmu's ear and said, He whispered like a soft breath.

I can accept it!

? ? ?

A few big words struck Fenmu's mind forcefully. Isn't this place so warm and hospitable?

Fenmu almost pointed his sword at him. He took out a small broken knife and shook hands with Marei Antou seriously. In his excitement, he spilled the beans without noticing:

"Then senior sister, please brew it for a while. I'll be back soon."

Chapter 65 The beast under the skirt

Enjoying struggle is Star Color's way of having fun. After all, pure victory is too boring. His own soul and this unique container body are enough to make him invincible.

The struggles and fears of the ghost clan are very rare experiences for Xing Zhicai. They faced the waves of annihilation in the peacefulness of the world, and suffered the massacre of their ancestors in the worship of their ancestors.

After crushing a few, a few ghost tribesmen fled, and an even smaller number of ghost tribesmen put up a feeble resistance. The rest could only cower and tremble in fear, overwhelmed by fear, and waited for the relief of death with trembling pupils.

——But Xingzhicai will not let these ghosts die so quickly. Fear has fragrance and shape in His eyes, and is as delicious as dessert. Before these ghosts completely collapse and lose their will, they can't even feel fear. , Xingzhicai will always enjoy this delicious food.

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A strange breath suddenly entered his perception. No, it was not unfamiliar. This was the breath that had appeared in the snowy mountain dream. It was the group of people who fled in the first place!

As soon as Fenmu landed and approached the Ghost King and God, she observed the attacks made by those ghost tribesmen against her. Without exception, those attacks were blocked one meter in front of her.

There should be an invisible shield here!

Hazy Iaijutsu——

An unpretentious knife compressed Fenmu's current ultimate strength. With a heavy shattering sound, the shield broke. The ghost tribesmen on the opposite side who kept waving their weapons suddenly lost their balance and fell to the ground.

Hazy Iaijutsu——

The invisible blade had not yet been sheathed. Fenmu used Iai again as soon as the shield was broken. This was the ability he gained after building the "egg knife". He stored combat skills for future use at any time. He didn't expect it to happen so quickly. The ability was put to use, and the ability obtained from the balls of the Ghost King and God, the first enemy to be dealt with turned out to be the Ghost King and God.

These two swords frightened Xing Zhicai. After absorbing the memory and knowledge of the earth, he already knew that the strength of this land was weak. For him, it was simply a paradise. Before the arrival of the gods here, there was no threat at all. to His things.

But this little kid who ran away the last time they met, instantly shattered his shield this time? !

Is the memory I got wrong? Why is there someone here who can break my protection?

Even if He didn't take it seriously when he deployed the shield, it shouldn't be something that this two-legged ant can break!

arms! Yes, it's that weapon, this weapon doesn't belong here!

Facing Fenmu's second sword, Xing Zhicai stretched out his hand to hold it, but there was an invisible tentacle on his palm as protection.

Poof——

The second knife cut off the tentacles, and the tentacles that were originally hidden flew up horizontally, spilling blue-purple blood, and the stench filled the air with the fear of divine suppression.

Removing the power of the knife at the cost of a tentacle, Xing Zhicai reached out and grasped the transparent blade, trying to take it away.

【Do not touch me! 】

Sidney's anger turned into a dark purple spiritual light that bloomed on the blade. Star Color quickly let go and distanced himself from the knife, and blood flowed from the scar on his palm.

"It hurts! You hurt me!"

Pain is a strange feeling for Xing Zhicai, but this strangeness is accompanied by humiliation and anger. He was actually bitten by a small ant in the lower world? !

However, he also confirmed one thing. Sure enough, the only thing that the other party deserves attention is the knife, and the person holding the knife is insignificant.

"Sidney, don't be angry. Just bear it for a while and don't scare her away. I'm going to find a chance to see what her weaknesses look like." Fenmu comforted her by touching the handle of the knife, while her eyes fell on the Ghost King. On the skirt of God.

The long kimono skirt clearly exposed her two long white legs, but did not reveal her buttocks. Sure enough, even enemies of Demon King's level know how to hide their buttocks!

I have to find a chance to lift up her skirt and find out!

A tentacle appeared under the dim and pale moonlight and penetrated into the brain of an unsuspecting ghost woman. The noble woman's muscles squirmed and instantly transformed into the appearance of a ghost king and god. She had the same height and appearance, but her eyes were empty. , without the banter of the real body, she is just a puppet on the strings of the ghost king and god.

What deserves more attention is that the clone also holds an invisible blade in his hand. This is Xue Fenmu!

But just when the clone was about to attack Fenmu, several psychic chains tied her hands and feet, restricting the clone's movement.

"I'm here to hold her, Tyvia, Kasalia, you hurry up and drive away these ghosts, don't let them continue to be made into doppelgangers!"

Fenmu thanked the succubus maid in her heart for her help, no longer hesitated, and approached the ghost king and god for a close fight.

He didn't learn much from the combat knowledge left by Anastasia, and he rarely used it in ordinary times. But at this moment, he didn't dare to be arrogant and used all his strength to fight against the first demon king and god he faced. A god-level enemy with a body.

"Do you really think that the blade in your hand can make you invincible?" A sarcastic smile appeared on the beautiful face of the Ghost King, and his ferocious eyes seemed to be anticipating the torture of Fenmu in the future.

Another sudden appearance of tentacles blocked Fenmu's slashing attack. The original white and tender right hand of the Ghost King turned into a red ghost hand at some point, with a totem tattoo like the flower of the other side tattooed on his arm.

boom--

The Ghost King smashed his fist against the mysterious blade, and unimaginable force was transmitted from the blade to Fenmu's arm. There was only a "click" sound, and Fenmu's arm was dislocated.

"What the hell kind of strength is this? Why is it so powerful?!"

He took a few steps back and pressed his arm joint back, but the residual force of that punch made his arm tremble even now. It was not fear, it was pure suppression. It seemed that the opponent had not used all his strength. look.

The body at the demigod level is unusual in its resilience. The trembling of the arm quickly stopped, and the cracked palm healed itself. However, Fenmu could only feel that he was holding the knife, but there was not much real feeling of holding the knife. The arm feels like it doesn't belong to him.

But there is also good news. At the same time as he received the punch, Fen Mu deliberately deflected the sword energy and cut off most of her skirt. It can be said that it was not this sword. He could have chosen to avoid the punch just now.

Now half of the crimson kimono skirt is gone. As long as she moves a little bigger, it can be revealed at any time!

Fenmu's heart was pounding, and his chest was pounding like a drum. He was adjusting his next tactics in his mind.

——Peeping at her butt openly!

——After reading this, defeat her, and then go play with Ninja-senpai’s ass!

The Ghost King narrowed her eyes. The fighting spirit of this little brat was like a raging fire burning behind her in her eyes. She had suffered such a big blow, but she could still pick herself up again, and her fighting spirit was even stronger than before.

Moreover, even though the opponent is a human cub, even though he has the body of a demigod, why does he seem not to be affected by the fear of divine suppression at all?

"Yes, for being so tenacious, the self-disappointment and fear revealed when being defeated and stepped on will definitely be more delicious!"

The Ghost King stretched out his pink tongue and licked it, his lips shining with a moist and seductive luster.

But the figure she left behind gradually faded, it was just an afterimage!

The Ghost King and God himself had appeared in front of Fenmu without any warning, raising his long legs and kicking him.

Fenmu had already anticipated her surprise attack, so he neither defended nor retreated. Instead, he half-crouched and pounced forward, narrowly missing her soles.

"It's now!"

He lifted up Guiwangshen's kimono and plunged his head into it with a confused look on his face.

But he didn't see the surprise he was looking forward to. He was shocked and had cnm written all over his face!

Chapter 66 Can eat people!

It sounds outrageous to say that there is a murderous intention hidden in the skirt. Even though Tavia often takes out weapons from under her skirt, it is just a self-suggestive action of taking out weapons. In essence, it is still stored in a private dream.

But there are layers of murderous intent hidden under the ghost king’s skirt!

The imaginary spring light was not seen. Instead, there was a colorful starry sky with malicious and charming colors. To put it more bluntly, it was the starry sky.

Looking up at the starry sky in the wilderness under the starry night is an existence of enjoyment. The vast sea of ​​​​stars is full of unknowns and greatness. Regardless of those sighs, its beauty is also fascinating, but the starry sky hidden by the ghost king and god lacks that. Tranquility, its color is deep, absorbing the soul and taking away the soul. After staring for a long time, it seemed to be unchanged, but suddenly, the vision of fierce fangs and a bloody mouth appeared in front of my eyes.

"Trap! It's actually a trap waiting for prey to take the bait!" Fen Mu thought she was fooled, and why is it the starry sky? Could it be part of the body?

But he couldn't move, his body was out of his control. He tried desperately to look away, because the colors of the starry sky couldn't be looked at directly, but this struggle seemed in vain.

The demigod's body was resisting the mental temptation from the starry sky. Veins appeared around Fenmu's eyes, and every inch of muscle was forcing him to close his eyes.

Invisible tentacles gradually wrapped around Fen Mu's body, blocking the possibility of him rising up to resist.

"Idiot, I thought you wanted to attack me secretly, but I didn't expect you to take the initiative to put yourself in front of my mouth."

Xing Zhicai's eyes were filled with greed and hunger, and a charming smile of surprise appeared at the corner of her mouth. There were many prey that resisted, but there were very few idiots who pretended to have everything under control and then plunged into her mouth. They were so stupid that they were cute and delicious.

"Yes, I have seen your fear, delicious and beautiful color! Struggle, anger, fright, confusion, disappointment, what a feast!"

The mental control seemed to have loosened due to Fenmu's struggle. He felt that he had regained part of the control over his body. However, the mental shock released by the starry sky under this skirt made Fenmu unable to even move his body. Make sure.

Even if the legs can move, it's okay. When I jump, I just kick. However, Fenmu soon became desperate again. He found that the legs that escaped his control were indeed legs, but they were not the legs he imagined.

The Ghost King lowered his head, with a sly smile on his lips, staring at him teasingly, and then stretched out his foot to step on his thick leg that was still trying to muster resistance.

The ravage of standing on tiptoes and twisting gently is painful, but not very harmful, because it is a humiliation, which stimulates Fenmu to exude more colors of humiliation, and she wants to eat more anger and unwillingness. The most delicious despair has not yet been eaten, and he still hides the most delicious essence of himself.

This is a rare and rare prey. The Ghost King and God want to drain him dry and swallow up all the despair in his emotions!

But things went counterproductive. Fenmu's anger, confusion and disappointment were not due to the desire to survive. Death is not worth fearing, because Anastasia is the embodiment of death. What makes him angry is that he was fooled and stepped into the trap so easily. It turns out that there are such malicious beings among gods. It seems that they may reveal their nakedness at any time, but in fact they have hidden their murderous intentions under their skirts and tricked them into killing him.

His innocence was actually used in this way. This was probably the same malice that the nuns in Mission City felt in their deep dreams, right?

After a stalemate for a while, the Ghost King lost his interest. She could no longer feel the emotions emanating from Fenmu, but his will was clearly still resisting. His thigh muscles had tightened to the point of being as hard as steel, and there were angry veins. The legs are bulging, ready to fight at any time, but it is a pity that he has lost control of his body. No matter how hard Fenmu's muscles are, he is just a tiger with its teeth pulled out.

"Forget it, I'll digest you slowly."

The Ghost King and God lifted up the hem of his skirt with both hands and walked towards Fenmu with his plump and slender legs. The black hole in the starry sky released dazzling colors, enveloped him and ate him.

Rachel and others were tired of dealing with the clones of the Ghost King and God, but fortunately, the clones lacked a little fighting agility, and the weapons Fenmu gave them directly raised their attack to a higher level. After a lot of effort, they were finally solved. Got out of this trouble.

They looked in the direction of the Ghost King and Fenmu just now. There was a huge black and white sphere with a flowing starry sky. After Fenmu failed in the sneak attack, he was pulled into the starry sky ball by the Ghost King and could not get it. I don't know what the fighting situation is like inside.

Rachel tried attacking the ball, but it had no effect. All spells would be swallowed up by the starry sky, like a punch on cotton. Tyvia also chopped at the ball anxiously, but it had no effect.

"Damn it! What kind of barrier is this? Why is it useless to attack it!" Kasalia used all kinds of holy light spells and exorcism, trying to find an attack that would be effective against it.

But even the holy light attack and combat skills, the most versatile and the most effective against the dark and unclean existence, didn't work. She had no choice but to call Xiluen out and ask her to see if there was a solution.