Chapter 28 The Power of Conspiracy 6

Chapter 28 Fering Conspiracy (6)

Short brown hair curled up, mixed with a few white hair, extremely neatly combed, square faces, big brown eyes, majestic face, the flesh on the face is a little loose, but those eyes are shiny, as bright as gems, and repulsed by wisdom.

This man is really the Talmud Grand Duke, the pillar of the Senate of the Leren tribe and the backer king of the Leren tribe. He wore pajamas, sat on the edge of the bed, closed his eyes and rested. From his restrained breath, everyone in the Leren tribe knew that he was actually not very old. He was just 60 years old. Powerful cultivation makes him extremely strong at the age of 60, as handsome as a young man.

Squeak——

The door was opened, and a delicate woman came in. He was slim and graceful, like a lotus out of the water, without mud. His long hair poured down like a waterfall, covering his beautiful face. His red face was like a ripe red apple, which was beautiful and delicious. She was only wearing a tight nightgown, Ling The curve was exposed, and the pure breath was fascinating, and the fragrance of virgins floated out, making countless perverts exhausted.

At a glance, Grand Duke Talmud opened his eyes, and a pair of brown eyes emitted a brilliant light. He looked up and down at Mesormia. Her figure, her delicate face, her posture and her beauty all showed her peerless glory. Grand Duke Talmud's eyes were straight, * began to rise. Slowly, he stood up and took a step. Step by step towards the drunken Mesomea.

"Lockus, you and I fall in love at first sight. This is the beautiful scenery given to you by the great goddess of love. For a moment of spring, let us have fun and let all those troubles go to hell!" Mesmia was vague, the corners of his mouth squirmed, and he walked towards Grand Duke Talm.

"Count Feili is really a sensible child. Where did he find such a beautiful woman? This woman is because she has never appeared in the sky and on earth!" The Talmud Grand Duke gently hugged Mesomea's delicate body, with a touching fragrance. He sucked greedily and sighed, "My great goddess, after tonight, you are my favorite wife. I will let you give birth to countless children for me to repay the favor of the gods!"

Mesomea's body is light, and the strong Grand Duke of Talmud has curled up in his arms. Talmud looked at Mesomea's red face and kissed it deeply. His red lips were like a sponge, soft and comfortable. His skin was as smooth as jade, rubbing and enjoying it infinitely.

The big pink**, Mesomea's jade body lies horizontally, and her jade-like arms gently embrace Talmud's thick neck and kissed affectionately. In her eyes, Kowloon's handsome face was reflection on her face. It was the first kiss given to him by the goddess of love. It was sweet and green, deeply immersed and unable to extricate herself.

Grand Duke Talmud kissed Mesomea's lips, neck, delicate. The gasp slowly came into his ear, making him * burn himself, and he couldn't be himself.

Gently, the Talmud opened the last fig leaf and presented a delicate and curved holy body in front of him, which loomed with an extremely attractive luster. A finger of Talmud gently slipped down from his neck and crossed the bulging chest, where there were two budding buds. Two points of bright red seductive crime, and further down, there is a flat lower abdomen. The small navel is cutely inlaid on the lower abdomen, perfectly cutting the whole body, and the beautiful golden point...

Going further down, there is the playful fluff, where there is infinite spring. Love... Talmud could no longer stand his thirsty throat, sucking the charming breath of the whole body, and a pair of magic claws unconsciously climbed on two buds, gently kneading them, and the sound slowly rippled...

Touch-

With the violent impact, Master Rogers, who was so drunk, stumbled in and pulled in. The gorgeous coat was torn by him, and his strong body came to **.

"My Mesomia, my baby, I'm coming. Your beauty is rare in heaven. You are my bag. I paid a huge price to get you. That's this opportunity to go to Chicago Tesla!"

"To have this opportunity means that I can make great achievements in battle. As long as I have great military achievements, with my father's prestige in front of Chief Leren, as long as I meet the conditions of a seven-level warrior, I can enter the Cabinet Senate, where I dream of rights and my hope to take off, but I am for you. , give it up, it's all because you are so beautiful!"

"Come on, baby, let me get what I want, let me kiss you, let me be ecstatic, and let those nobles who envy your beauty begin to envy me!"

Rogers said carelessly and sat on the edge of the bed with a plop. What he saw was a blushing face, delicate and delicious.

"My baby, I'm coming!" Rogers could no longer resist the impatience of burning himself. He dragged all the clothes on his body and jumped into his arms.

"Damn unfilial son!" Thunder was furious, and Talmud suddenly shouted, kicked Rogers away and fell to the ground. His inflated infinite desire was contained. His anger reddened his face. After brushing, he took his clothes and put it on his body, and then covered his willel on Methomea's delicate body and got out of bed.

"Oh!" Rogers kneaded the pain in his chest, which was given to him by his father Talmud and was still drinking, "I knew that conquering Mesomea was more difficult than the Tes in Chicago expedition. Sure enough, my dear baby, what I like is your holy face and hot personality."

"Come on, baby, I'm going to eat you!" Rogers stumbled up and went straight to the bedside. He was thinking about running to **, but he didn't pay attention to the Talmud in front of him.

Talmud was so angry that he looked at his son in a stammer and made another footprint. This foot firmly stepped on his face and directly stepped on a dog to eat shit, but Rogers, who was drunk, didn't know it and wanted to stand up again.

With a click, Talmud stepped on Rogers' calf and creaked, "Damn unfilial son, I actually disturbed my good deeds at this time. I told you to regret coming to this world!"

Ah!

The high-decibel howl resounded through the night sky, breaking the supposed silence. Although Rogers was drunk, he still knew the pain, but he didn't know what the occasion was, and he actually shouted.

The sound of sand's footsteps came, and he came with a large number of warriors. He looked nervous, holding a sword and sharpening his knife. With a bang, the door was opened again. Seeing the scene in front of him, the sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Suddenly, Talmud turned around and watched the troublesome young master rushing in with many warriors, especially when they came with swords. He was even more ashamed and angry. The elders of the senate of the cabinet were lost, and his eyes flashed uncertainly. The light shouted loudly, "Get out of here!"

"Get out! Get out!" He shouted in a panic and quickly pushed the warrior out. With a bang, the door was closed again.

At this time, Talmud's face was full of ups and downs and uncertain. He glanced at ** drunken and unknown Mesomea, flashed a cold light in his eyes and exhaled coldly, "Beauty is a disaster!"

Then he turned his eyes to his son. His son's leg had already been trampled off by him, and his handsome face was painfully twisted, but he was still drunk, making him angry for a while.

pa——

Talmud looked at his son in front of him indifferently, turned around, and slowly went out. With a crack, he kicked the door to pieces and rushed out of the door angrily.

He knelt respectfully in front of the door, with a look of repentance. Seeing that the Grand Duke of Talmud came out, he beat his chest in pain and begged in a low voice, "The Grand Duke of Talmud is angry, the Grand Duke of Talmud is angry!"

Talmud was condescending, quietly looking down at the labor force, without saying a word, and his eyes flashed with an uncertain light.

"It was Master Rogers who was drunk. Who would have thought that he ran to your room? It was because I was not good at it. Please ask the Talmud to calm down!" He kowtowed over and over again, trembled all over, and bowed his head to the Talmud in tremblingly.

"That woman is your sister!" Talmud looked at the effort and said such a sentence for a long time, and then fell silent.

"Yes, Grand Duke Talmud, I didn't teach you well. Please calm your anger!"

"Okay, don't be pretentious. If you have any requests, say it. I will satisfy you all. You know how to do the rest, otherwise the fish will be broken, and there will be no good end for you!"

"Eunuch Talmud, I know what to do. If this matter spreads a little, I will be called five thunderbolts and die!"

"Hmm!" Talmud snorted coldly and suddenly turned away, leaving only a kowtow like pounding garlic!