The Hero Who Troubles the Heroes

"Christian?"

Tarantula curled up in Charles' arms like a kitten as usual, but the expression on her face was particularly serious.

She said in a deep voice: "This person came to the magazine to find me a few days ago. He hopes to order a collection, which includes some papers of acceptable level, but cannot be published in the magazine for various reasons."

"He was just here to talk business, nothing special."

Charles asked suspiciously: "You are so beautiful, will he fall in love with you at first sight at that time?"

"Hey..." Tarantula said depressedly, "Since you know I'm beautiful, why don't you let me **** you, Wei Zi has been gone for so long, I'm panicking now..."

As she spoke, she sat up and started undressing.

Charles silently reached out and twisted her nose, and said solemnly, "Don't make trouble, I'm talking about your business now."

"What kind of thing is this." Tarantula looked dismissive. "There are many men who have pursued me over the years, and there is not much of him."

"If he really likes me, I'll introduce him to a more suitable one."

"If the plot is unscrupulous, take what you give, squeeze it dry and kick it away."

"It's just you, the big bad guy, hurry up, do you take it off yourself or I'll take it off for you."

Tarantula has always been a very sober girl, knowing who she is, who can be entrusted with, and who has to draw a line.

To her, Charles was the only trustworthy person of the opposite **** she knew.

As for those scheming suitors, there are a large group of retired killers in the magazine. They are afraid of ghosts.

At this time, a voice came from the side: "Yeah, be quick! Take it off quickly!! Readers can't wait!!!"

Tarantula's body froze for a moment, and she turned her head to see two cameras floating in the air, with the lenses facing the bed.

With an "ah" sound, she pulled up the blanket on the bed, wrapped her body and fled the room.

Tilbi House, who was carrying one of the cameras, sighed and said helplessly to the **** of light next to him: "The heroine has run away, so let's replace it with you."

The God of Light pointed the camera he was carrying at him, and said, "No, no, no, he likes your body, so come on."

"He likes you more!" Tilbi Zhai suddenly snapped his fingers, and a cloud of smoke exploded from the God of Light next to him with a "bang", and then his original shape appeared.

"Damn!" The God of Light stared at Tilbi's house, "I'll find you later..."

"Hey...why are you drooling!"

"Don't come here!!"

"asshole!!!"

"Don't! Stop!! You can't do this!!!"

"I...I am a god..."

"Ok……"

"A little bit to the right..."

Charles used the ancestral cat-stroking technique taught by Diana to stretch the **** of light.

After the lazy waist stretched, the God of Light realized that Tilbi House had been holding the camera at him.

Before He could get angry, the Tilby House slipped away with a camera.

Charles immediately used his hand as a comb, and started from the back of his head, along his back hair and spine, and gently stroked his tail, repeating several times, and then gently lifting the back skin with his fingertips.

"Damn!" The God of Light said viciously on the bed, "You are also a big bad guy, you must be punished by God..."

"Gollum..."

At this time, Charles was gently kneading the position behind his two snow-white cats ears.

The God of Light continued: "You hateful guy... Lululu..."

"Come here to see if you have been polluted by the power of the undead, but you actually... gululululu..."

Charles gently rubbed his ears with his hands along the fur, and said softly, "Thank you for your concern."

"I don't care about you!" said the God of Light, "If Angela hadn't begged me, I wouldn't have come."

"Humph! You're going to do something with me as soon as I come here... Use some force here..."

"You have to be careful, they are not well-intentioned to give you the power of the undead."

"The power of the necromancer stimulates your desires and makes you a slave to your desires...a little bit further down...then control you."

Charles thought about it too. After seeing his body just now, he couldn't help but go up and play.

"Ouch!" The God of Light suddenly cried out in pain.

Charles was taken aback and hurriedly asked, "Your meatball... is your hand injured?"

After asking, he cast a healing spell on the place he just pressed.

The God of Light was instantly speechless, he was one of the gods specializing in Healing, which was his turn to do it.

However, it can be seen that this little guy's heart is not bad and can still be cultivated.

He said lazily: "It's okay, there was a fight not long ago."

Charles asked in surprise, "With whom? Who can hurt you?"

The God of Light yawned and continued: "There are many dangerous beings sealed in this world, and watching them is one of our jobs, you wouldn't think that we play games and watch computers all day like that one. "

"Recently, we are checking all the seals, and some seals that are broken need to be weakened and then re-strengthened."

Charles said: "You have worked hard, no wonder there are powers that can hurt you."

The God of Light turned over and lay on the bed, reached out and patted his face and said, "It's good to know."

Now Charles is in a dilemma, how to rub the front of Miaomiao Beast Girl, scratch her belly, will she be scratched to death by a claw.

At this time, he felt the force of the paws on his face getting stronger, as if he was very dissatisfied with his stopping.

So he grabbed the injured paw and said, "Let me help you **** out the power that hurt you."

"Huh?" The God of Light looked at this guy with a bad expression, "Suck it with your mouth?"

"No!" Charles hurriedly shook his head~www.readwn.com~ You should know that my swallowing skill can also absorb energy, so I can help you absorb that energy. "

The God of Light patted his nose with the meat ball in his palm, shook his head and said, "Then have you considered the nature of that energy and what effect it will have after absorbing it yourself."

This time Charles was stunned. He has basically gained a lot from this trick so far, and there are few bad side effects.

At this time, he didn't know which muscle cramped in his head, and said seriously: "You must eat poison, and nutrition! Only then can you be called healthy!"

With that said, he grabbed the injured flesh ball of the God of Light and used "devour" to absorb the energy inside into his body.

If the energy of the God of Light is like a solid wall, then the energy that hurts him is like a nail in the wall, which is pulled out at once.

The reason why He didn't solve this energy by himself is because of the nature of energy. This energy seems to be undergoing endless destruction, and other energy that is close to it is smashed and cannot be "held" at all.

But the "devour" skill is different. It is like an iron pincer, which can firmly "clamp" this energy, and then pull it out all at once.

"Hey!" The God of Light sat up, and was very comfortable just being scratched, and his vigilance dropped a lot.

He cupped his face in his hands and asked anxiously, "How are you feeling now? You, alas, really."

Charles blinked and replied, "I don't think there's anything wrong with me ah ah ah ah ah..."

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