Diablo Destruction

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I walked out of the bathroom with steam all over my body. Unexpectedly, during the meal, Molisha prepared hot water without stopping.

Speaking of which, it seems that there is no custom in the Dark Continent of not bathing after eating.

The cool breeze has begun to blow in the desert evening, and the temperature of this hot bath is just right, making people feel more relaxed than a sauna.

But when I passed by the kitchen, my heart sank - Jasmine was sitting on a small chair without even a table. She was eating the rest of the meal leisurely and reading a book under the magic lamp. , the dim light shone on her fair and beautiful face, making her concentrated expression sweep away her usual indifference, making her look particularly soft, and her bright and moving big yellow eyes looked so focused that even when I passed by the door, I not found.

I sighed softly, shook my head and left quietly. I couldn't think of a way to get the best of both worlds, but the little ghost held more weight in my mind. I could only wrong Princess Sanwu for the time being.

When I returned to the room, I found that there was also an unknown luminous object inside who was so focused on reading that he didn't even notice my footsteps. However, this mysterious ghost who called himself "the saint with piercing eyes" was much more comfortable. She lay facelessly on the soft bed with her whole body on the pillow, her flawless feet raised high and swinging leisurely back and forth in mid-air.

I held my itchy nose that was bleeding and leaned forward to see what this little kid was looking at so fascinatedly.

By the way, where did she get the book? I don't remember putting the book with her. Thinking of this possibility, I couldn't help but change my face suddenly. This little ghost makes people grit their teeth. Could it be that he was really a holy thief in his previous life? You can even find the book I just hid under the bed! ?

"Where did you see it?"

I sat next to the little ghost and tried to sound like a narrator and asked.

"Ah - uh -, enjoying the elegant time of afternoon tea, the noble Countess Butterfly called the loyal knight into her bedroom and said: My knight, serve me in the way you wish, Let me enjoy the ecstasy of pleasure..." The little ghost concentrated on it and subconsciously followed my words.

"..."

"..."

"Wow!!" The iconic short exclamation sounded.

"Is it interesting?"

I looked up and down, looking like a panicked little ghost whose parents caught him while playing hgame. Her pair of jade feet swinging back and forth were suspended in the air. Her body lying on the bed was stiff, and her neck was mechanically twisted to look at me. The stunned expression on her face fully exposed the shock and panic in the owner's heart at this moment.

"Wow~~~~~~~!!"

After a long pause, the little ghost suddenly reacted, screamed and threw the book in his hand at my face, omg. My precious book! !

I quickly stretched out my hand to catch the ball. It was a good ball. I breathed a sigh of relief - the books in this dark world are no more durable than those in the original world. They could be made into dictionaries and thrown at people.

"Wow wow wow!!! You, you, you... when did you come in? Why... why didn't you even knock on the door?" The little ghost screamed and crawled and rolled into the corner of the bed. He stuttered and asked with a trembling finger pointed at me.

This is my room, okay? I glared at her in confusion, and then flipped the book in my hand left and right for a while. Fortunately, everything was fine.

Look at me looking at the book she threw over. The little ghost with a guilty conscience immediately thought that I was laughing at her in disguise, and her pretty face turned red.

"Don't, don't, don't, don't get me wrong, I have no interest at all and no curiosity at all about the obscene plot of Countess Butterfly bringing the knight into the room..." She shook her head and waved her hands desperately. .

ha? A little ghost with all the proud attributes?

"Yes...yes, that's right, that's it!!"

As if he thought of something. She suddenly became arrogant, crossed her arms and crossed her chest, knelt straight and looked at me condescendingly.

"Ahem, um, isn't it often recorded like this - in order to better govern his country, a wise king condescended to come to the homes of common people to have meals and experience their pains, joys, sorrows and joys in life. As a saint. Shoulder. We have the great responsibility of saving the world. We should also occasionally get close to the lives of civilians and observe what they usually do. What books do they read? Only in this way can we understand their thoughts. Yes, yes, that's it. , I’m not even remotely interested in the contents or anything like that.”

She raised her chin proudly, probably proud of her quick wit.

Hehe, that's a pretty grand reason. If there wasn't the contradiction in the previous sentence, maybe someone would be deceived by her clumsy appearance.

I threw the book away with a sly smile and pushed my body towards the corner where the little ghost was. The distance between the faces was less than a minute, and her chaotic and rapid sweet breath suddenly filled my nose.

"Then, where did our Holy Lady, who is considerate of the people, see it?" I greedily inhaled the fragrance that was close at hand, and touched the little ghost's face with my left hand, which was smoother than high-quality silk.

Probably influenced by that book, for a moment, the little ghost's eyes were blurred, and a layer of hazy and emotional mist appeared in the silver eyes. What beautiful eyes, I couldn't help but exclaim.

Why did God create such alluring eyes? I was completely obsessed with the little ghost's jewel-like silver eyes - flawless eyes without a trace of impurities, shining with brilliant colors like the Milky Way, wide and deep, as if containing the entire universe. It's so boundless that after looking at it for a long time, even the soul will be willing to be imprisoned in it.

The little ghost quickly came to her senses. She shook her head vigorously and shook off my caress on her face. Her petite body tried hard to shrink back into the corner, and she looked at me timidly and cautiously.

"This... this is a personal thing, I... why should I tell you. You can't even think of getting anything out of my tight mouth... Huh??"

I could no longer bear the overflowing love in my heart. Before I finished speaking, I blocked her slightly wet lips domineeringly. They were beautiful, petite, soft, warm... too much to describe in words. Why can girls be so cute?

"Hmm...huh..."

I don’t know how long it took, but I reluctantly let go of the lilac soft tongue that was trapped in my mouth, and looked at the almost suffocated little ghost with anger and amusement. This little one, should I say she didn’t understand the skills, or she was too immersed in it. in? Every time when we kissed deeply, I even forgot to breathe through my nose, which made me unable to get enough of the kiss every time.

but. Then again, why do ghosts need to breathe? What on earth is God doing?

"How is it? The noble Countess Butterfly, did she ask her knight to serve her like this?" Possessing the little ghost's earlobe that turned red due to emotion, I whispered in her ear.

"I just...didn't see this." The little ghost was no longer as tough as before, and his petite body almost completely collapsed in my arms. Whispering softly.

"Yeah?"

Touching her earlobe, her lips slowly slid down, revealing the faintly fragrant hair and the fair and graceful neck. Her face, as soft and sweet as a cake, her petite and upright nose, her long and trembling eyelashes, and her dazzling silver eyes, every part of her makes people linger.

Finally, it rested on those lips, and after sipping greedily for a long time, I stopped asking endlessly, raised my head and looked closely, panting. The little ghost seemed to have lost the strength to even breathe.

"You...what do you want to do?" Feeling the aura of aggression, she murmured weakly, shyly avoiding my burning gaze.

"Don't you want to know what's behind it? There's no need to read that kind of thing. I'll teach you myself."

I held the little ghost in my arms and pushed her down with her exclamation, lying on her back on the bed. In this position, her flawless and graceful curves were usually hidden under the loose robe.

"I'm... not interested in those things... and... I don't want to know either." The little ghost with the proud attribute fully activated spoke very tightly and refused to surrender at all.

I focused on her concave and convex curves, and a more charming whisper escaped from the little ghost's cherry-petal lips.

"No... no, I'm... not ready yet, how can I..."

I don't know when, the only white robe on the little ghost's body has fallen off. It exudes a faint white light, and is as perfect and holy as warm jade. It is so beautiful that you can't open your eyes. She seems to have realized something, and is weak and weak. He covered his vitals with his small hands and looked at me timidly.

"No... no, I... I haven't given my permission yet. If you... do it randomly, it would be... raping the saint. It is... a big sin..." she said in a tearful voice. Looking at me, I don't know that my current appearance can stimulate men's ** even more.

"Really? Then tell me, if that's the case, what's the crime?"

"Hmm...ahhh...!! This...if you do this, you will...will be sent to the sect...inquisition and imprisoned...for life..." The little ghost let out a series of long moans, not knowing whether it was frightened or comfortable.

"Really? What should I do? I'm going to be locked up for the rest of my life anyway, so why not enjoy it." I raised my head and wiped the crystal tears oozing out of the corners of her eyes pitifully due to nervousness and uneasiness.

"How...how could this happen? Bad guy, you are the big bad guy!"

I didn't expect that my words had an unexpected backlash. The little ghost was so aggrieved. She grabbed my hand and put it into her mouth like a naughty kitten with an angrily "Aww" sound. Just like that, I already had a feeling. An uncontrollable impulse.

"Alice, you are mine, and you will be my woman for the rest of your life." I gently stroked her jade-like face, worked hard, and finally completely transformed this little ghost that people both love and hate. Take possession of it as your own.

"Woo~~"

The little ghost gently holding my hand in its mouth. He let out a cry of pain, tears kept leaking from the corners of his eyes, and a huge force suddenly came from the back of his bitten hand.

"Stupid... stupid, it hurts, wuwu~~"

It took a while for the little ghost to get used to it, and he quickly let go of my hand, his fingertips covered with fragrance being wet. Revealing a row of clearly visible teeth marks, she gently stroked them, not knowing whether she was saying she was in pain or she felt sorry for me.

"so……"

I was about to strike up a conversation, but I didn't expect the little ghost to suddenly make an astonishing move. She suddenly stretched out her arms, and her petite body hugged me instead.

"Forcing a saint is a capital crime..." She murmured tightly around my neck, her voice soft but firm.

"So...from now on...your life. Everything about you belongs to me, everything about me...

So...I order you, never leave me, abandon me, love me, never leave me even half a step, never let me feel lonely..." She raised her head. Tears had soaked her cheeks and were hidden in her eyes. The deep sadness that had never gone away finally broke out at this moment.

"So... we must always be together, and we can't leave me alone like my father and mother, wuwu~~" Biting her lips, she looked at me firmly and said word for word.

"That's difficult. You know, ghosts have endless lifespans." I stroked her hair gently and took her into my arms. I'm afraid that if I let go, I'll disappear.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you don't abandon me, no, even if you abandon me, I will always stay by your side. No matter where you go, I will follow you..." The little ghost puffed up his cheeks and puffed up his breath. stared at me.

"Alas, it seems that I will never be able to escape your clutches in this life. I'm so pitiful." I shook my head and sighed.

"Hehe - you know how powerful this saint is." The little ghost smiled broadly, looking like a little cat when he cried and laughed.

"Hmph, it's like this. I have to get some interest back anyway." I laughed evilly and suddenly started to move.

"What kind of interest will be recovered... ah..., eh...!?" The next moment, the little ghost's charming performance suddenly sounded in the room.