Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

"Kuroha... you're amazing... even though you're only a four-star operator... you're not inferior to anyone else in this regard... you're simply the most special four-star operator on Rhodes Island..."

As the doctor's body kept shaking as he rode on the dragon, his mind gradually went blank and he had no time to think about anything else.

She wanted to enjoy the present moment and this happiness. She completely forgot about the exhaustion from work and followed Black Dragon to the heavens and the sea.

The previous moment, they were still ten thousand meters in the sky, enjoying the feeling of being above everything and overlooking all living beings. The next second, their bodies entered the warm ocean.

Every cell is beating with excitement, the heat in the body is constantly accumulating, and sweat is pouring down.

The black dragon rushed into the sea, soaked its body for a while, then rushed out of the sea again, bringing the doctor to a height of ten thousand meters again.

This time the height is higher than the last time, bringing more impact and joy.

"Aha--"

Following a long low groan, the doctor's body briefly reached its limit and fell on the black dragon.

She didn't know if she had completely tamed the black dragon, but her body was temporarily tamed by the black dragon. She wanted the tail again next time.

"The first round is over. Doctor, it seems you need to take a break."

Li brought the doctor a warm towel and some water. The doctor now needed to wipe off the sweat on his body and replenish his water. When her body left Feng Qingyu's tail, a sense of emptiness came over her.

There was some blood and holy water in her body on her tail, and the air was filled with a hint of confusion.

Dragon taming is a technical job, and this is when the dragon is drunk. If it is in full spirit, the doctor is not completely sure.

"You guys continue... I'll take a break and look at some documents."

The doctor wiped off the liquid on his body and lay on the sofa next to him, holding a tablet in his hand, on which were some things that ordinary operators could not understand.

It is her normal practice to use fragmented time to handle work, and it would be great if she could reduce the workload as much as possible.

She never wanted to be lectured by Kal'tsit again.

"Well, we'll be polite, if it doesn't interfere with your work, Doctor."

Li had been eating popcorn for an hour, stuffing her stomach full, and needed proper exercise to digest. She should have gone to bed at this time, but because Sarter suggested a foursome, she crawled out of bed.

After keeping an eye on Hei Yu for so long, she finally got the chance to eat the food for the first time. Before eating the food, she had to cook the dish as a chef.

Today's dish is Mapo Tofu, which is prepared by her and Sulter.

The ingredients were still placed on the chopping board where Startel cooked last time. This time it was a piece of fresh, tender, white tofu. Half of it was squeezed and stir-fried, and the other half was ground into tofu pudding.

Li took a new piece of tofu, stacked it together with the tofu on the chopping board, added a little seasoning, and rubbed it with moderate force. It is said that this will make it taste better.

The two pieces of tofu rubbed together, generating moisture and heat.

"Uh...wu..."

Feng Qingyu was forced to participate in cooking while he was unconscious. He had just participated in the dragon training game and was immediately pulled to the chopping board to cook. He was too busy and could not rest for a moment.

My body was shaken violently, my head felt dizzy, my waist and knees felt weak. My tail was never freed, and this time it fell into a pair of strong hands again.

Surtel stood up and stepped lightly on her tail with her toes, teasing and playing with it, enjoying it. The tail tried to escape from her control, but it was in vain.

There's no Yelena here, just three jealous dragon trainers.

"Tails... I suddenly wanted to give it a try."

The scene of the doctor trying to tame the dragon just now had a huge impact on her. The residual heat left in her body not only did not dissipate, but became even more intense.

Finally, she overcame her fear.

One Hundred and Twenty-One: A Bizarre Dinner Party

Feng Qingyu had another strange dream. This dream was just like the previous pigeon activity, Keobe's gray mushroom maze. She and her roommates Surtel, the doctor, and Li came to a strange world.

She didn't realize it was a dream, it was too real.

This place is similar to the suburbs of another world, with endless forests and fields, and she can transform into a giant black dragon.

The doctor suggested going with her to check the situation around, and Surtel and Limbo searched for food nearby and gathered at the lakeside plain before dark.

"Doc, why are you lying on my tail, holding it between your legs?"

Feng Qingyu wanted to ask the doctor this question. The doctor showed great interest in her tail today, biting and licking it, and even picking it up to play with.

Ever since she accidentally revealed that her tail was her weakness, the number of people who like to play with her tail has increased exponentially.

"I like it, isn't it? This is my first time to ride a dragon, and I want to try it more. You can't normally turn into a giant dragon, and I've never seen a real giant one, so I've always wanted to ride one."

The Doctor rode on her like this for more than an hour.

After investigating the situation nearby, the two returned to the plains by the lake. At this time, Li and Surtel had found some seemingly non-toxic fungi and wild fruits that could be used as food for tonight.

There were some fish in the lake nearby. Li used her dagger and the dead branches nearby to make a simple harpoon, caught three people's worth of live fish, and prepared to grill them.

"I don't know how, but I seem to be able to transform into an object."

Surtur can turn into a furnace to help cook raw food.

As for the gravel, it can be turned into a kitchen chopping board, as if you can cook on it.

What kind of strange power is this? A strange picnic party?

Feng Qingyu couldn't figure it out, but now she could only put the food into the furnace that Surtel had turned into to heat and cook it.

"Hei Yu, can you cut off some of your tail meat? It seems to be able to regenerate here."

What the doctor proposed was also very strange. Feng Qingyu just felt that he was in an extremely strange environment.

The strange dream also reflects the reality. In reality, Feng Qingyu did put his tail into Surtel's "furnace".

The narrow furnace wall was just big enough to accommodate Feng Qingyu's tail. Because of the arrival of the tail, the space became a little bigger.

The stove is very hot and the temperature is frighteningly high. Heating food instantly is no longer a dream.

"So... so uncomfortable..."

After collecting the tail, Surtur also experienced the pain that the doctor had just felt.

This was much more uncomfortable than she had imagined. Her body did not relax at all, and at this moment she felt like crying.

She hadn't shed a single tear when she was beaten up by the Mudstone Colossus and Big Bob, but now she was crying...

"I kind of... don't want to continue..."

The tail and the like, sure enough, still didn't work. She didn't have the courage of the doctor, although she wasn't afraid at all when facing various difficult bosses.

Thinking of this, Surtel felt a little discouraged.

He couldn't even eat a dragon's tail, and he was no match for that demented swordsman. This was unacceptable.

She was very hesitant, holding the tail in her mouth, not knowing whether to swallow it or spit it out. If she insisted on swallowing it, she would have to endure some suffering.

For example, if you want to eat hot tofu, you have to be prepared to burn your mouth.

Li was standing nearby, thinking that he should not be idle now, and should go and help a certain six-star operator. If he stayed still, it would be very likely that this six-star operator would have a bad memory of his first experience.

"Relax, it's not as scary as you think. That's little Hei Yu. Think about it, it's not something scary. The person in front of you is your favorite Hei Yu. You can give everything to her."

It would be very interesting if the sober Kuroba saw the timidity and hesitation that Surtel showed in this regard.

Unfortunately, a certain four-star guard was so drunk that he didn't even realize he was being ridden twice.

This is pretty good, although we can't see Hei Yu's various cute expressions.

"hateful……"

Just when Surtel was at a loss, Li suddenly provoked Feng Qingyu to do snow mountain climbing and reap the fruits of victory at the top of the mountain.

The fruit grows on the tallest trees on the top of the mountain. The grains are plump and round in shape. You only need to climb to the top of the mountain to pick them.

As soon as the fruit was picked, Feng Qingyu reacted and started to move around. This movement caught Surtel off guard.

She was like a prisoner who raised her hands to surrender to Feng Qingyu, but she happened to run into the muzzle of the gun.

"Suddenly...what happened suddenly...it hurts..."

The food in the oven should have lay quietly there and accepted its fate, but now, not only did the food not stay there, it also began to struggle and broke through the gauze of the oven.

Surtel's thoughts were torn into pieces, and the string of rationality broke in an instant. His ten toes tightly grasped the sheets under his feet, and his sharp nails scratched the skin on the palms of his hands, causing a slight sting.

The double pain caused the veins on his forehead to bulge.

Feng Qingyu regained a little consciousness. She felt that she had not been able to sleep well since she got drunk.

Being drunk should have given her better sleep, but she felt the boat rocking all night long.

She dreamed that she was on a wobbly passenger ship that kept shaking, and there was something heavy on her body, making it difficult for her to move.

Half asleep, she saw a head of seductive long red hair. The person holding her down should be the fourth sister with red hair.

However, this posture is strange.

"Sartre... why are you... pressing my tail? Your body... is so hot..."

The tail felt like it was in a furnace, and every cell was sending hot signals to Feng Qingyu's brain.

She moved her numb wrists and found that her poor hands were tied to the head of the bed again. Her feet suffered the same treatment. Her body was lying on the bed in a spread-eagle position, just like the corpses on TV waiting to be dissected.

Others are the butchers and she is the meat. Now she doesn't care how others slaughter her.

After thinking for half a minute, Feng Qingyu finally understood the situation she was in. She accidentally got drunk, and Surtel took the opportunity to eat her up, and now she was on the way to being eaten up.

In addition to Surtel, there were two other people in the room, namely the ragged Gravel and the naked Doctor.

No wonder I had such strange dreams about these three guys, they actually reflected in reality.

With three people together, can she still live to see tomorrow's sunrise?

"No... didn't you just... last week... why do you want it again... I'm not a pile driver... I get tired too..."

She tried to beg the three women to let her go, but their opinions were rarely unified as never before.

"Absolutely not."

The three of them refused in unison.

One hundred and twenty-two I will marry you

The night was as cool as water, but the atmosphere in a dormitory in Rhodes Island was unusually hot. The poor dragon girl was repeatedly tormented by three tireless women, and her seemingly not too thin and strong body gradually couldn't stand it.

Dishes were cooked one after another. The three women ate one meal after another, but they were never full and kept asking Feng Qingyu to cook.

She had never met a woman who was so hungry for food and loved cooking.

Forced to cook for the three of them for an entire night, Feng Qingyu was covered in vegetable juice and sauces and was exhausted. It was not until the moon hid behind the clouds and the sun was about to rise that he was finally full and satisfied.

Feng Qingyu felt like a toy that had been abused by a naughty kid and turned into a broken toy. There was not a single spot on his body that was unharmed, and it was even difficult for him to move his fingers.

She was subjected to an alternative form of torture, with her fingers pinched by strange objects all night long. She probably couldn't even lift chopsticks.

My throat became hoarse from shouting and my mouth was dry.

Women are like beasts. Three women together are more difficult to deal with than Mudstone Colossus, Corruption and Withering Knight, and Patriot.

I'd rather fight Big Bob than play on the rocking car with Surtel again.

"I...I...hate you...wuwu...why do you only bully me..."

She is just a child, why should she be treated like this?

Feng Qingyu dragged his weak body into the bathroom to take a shower, and fell to the ground with a "bang".

His legs seemed to have lost feeling and no longer belonged to him, and his tail was dragging on the ground like his legs.

During these "short" few hours, no one knew what happened, only those three guys knew it clearly.

When the day broke, Feng Qingyu decided to apply for somewhere else to live for a while. He could be on call for missions at Rhodes Island, but he couldn't live under the same roof with them.

The three people on the bed were sleeping soundly, completely unaware of Feng Qingyu's resentful mood.

While Feng Qingyu was taking a bath, he suddenly thought of something terrible.

"Come to think of it... the tail... seems to be a tool for dragons to reproduce. Those three people... can't be... can't be?"

A terrifying image immediately formed in my mind. Three young women, each holding a child in their arms. The children's hair was red, black, and silver respectively, and they had dragon features and dragon blood.

They have one thing in common: they all have the surname Feng and the other half of their blood comes from the same person.

It was incredible just to think about it. Another life connected to my blood was born in another woman's body.