Womanizing Mage

"No." The God of Darkness shrugged his shoulders and replied quickly, this shrugging movement was obviously copied from Long Yi.

"If it's not you, who would it be?" Long Yi asked with a frown, who has the ability to curse a holy city with such a developed magic civilization, you must know that the curse is not just one person but the whole city.

"I don't know." The God of Darkness replied bluntly.

"I don't know? You are the God of Darkness, how come you don't know?" Long Yi asked with squinting eyes, is there anything in this world that God doesn't know about?

The purple eyes of the God of Darkness glared at Long Yi, and asked, "Do you know how long I've been in the Sky Demon Stone?"

Long Yi was startled, and replied: "It is said that it has been tens of thousands of years."

The God of Darkness smiled, and it was those purple eyes that smiled, and he continued: "How long has the lost city been cursed?"

Long Yi suddenly realized, and cursed himself for being a pig brain. The Lost City was cursed to perish for more than 2,000 years, but the soul of the God of Darkness was trapped by the Sky Demon Stone for tens of thousands of years. Trapped by the Heavenly Demon Stone, but Long Yi thinks so, since this is the case, the timing is obviously not right, but if it is not the God of Darkness, who has such a great ability?

"Immortal, should you tell me about that shitty thing about your God Realm? What's going on?" Long Yi asked curiously, what kind of world is God Realm? He met the Thor God of Darkness, and apart from the essential difference in strength, there seemed to be no difference.

The God of Darkness smiled sideways twice, and said, "I said long ago that your strength is not enough."

"My current strength is not enough. Then when will I have to wait? God of magic? God of sword?" Long Yi raised his eyebrows and asked.

"What is the magic sword god of Canglan Continent? When you can wear one of the Thor suits to prove that you are qualified, but then it doesn't matter whether I say it or not. The important thing is that you have already Being sucked into this vortex, the truth is waiting for you to unravel slowly, Jie Jie Jie." Hei Ying said with a strange smile.

Long Yi curled his lips, and understood in his heart that he was no longer an outsider after he obtained the inheritance of Thunder God. Perhaps since he first came to Canglan Continent, he was doomed to be inseparable, to be exact, the whole Canglan No one on the mainland can get out of this situation, but some people are ignorant throughout their lives. And he is closer to the truth, closer to those so-called gods.

The world is like a chessboard. People are like chess pieces, everyone thinks that the chess player is God. As a result, one day God suddenly became a chess piece, so who would dominate the chessboard?

"Don't think about it anymore, someday you'll understand,

It's time for you to get out. "The God of Darkness interrupted Long Yi's meditation, his tone fluctuated slightly.

"I'm going out, what about you?" Long Yi hesitated, although he had long wanted to send the black shadow in his body away as a plague god. But at this moment, he actually felt a little lost, life is so strange.

"The God of Darkness naturally stays in the dark space." The God of Darkness smiled, his figure swayed, and in his hand was the Underworld God Staff that Long Yi had always regarded as a weak point.

"The staff of the god of the underworld is a weapon that I have accompanied me for tens of thousands of years. It is God's will to be obtained by you, but this staff contains a vast amount of ferocity. If it is not used properly, it will devour the Lord. It was killed by a group of people ten thousand years ago It is sealed and suppressed by the Light Priest, so you can't feel the power of this stick." The God of Darkness said lightly. With a flash of black light in his hand, the wand of the underworld, which was like a dead tree root, suddenly changed into a black and translucent staff. The handle turned out to be the three heads of the three-headed dragon, and the six eyes flickered. With a faint red glow, it looks very beautiful, like a peerless work of art.

"Give it to me?" Long Yi asked with bright eyes.

"Here you are, but with your current strength you can't fully control it, I only unlocked half of the seal, you can try it with it." The God of Darkness said and handed the staff of the Underworld God to Long Yi.

Naturally, Long Yi would not be polite to him, so he reached out to pick it up. It's just that when the big hand was about to hold the staff of the god of the underworld, he froze, staring at the hand of the god of darkness stretched out from the wide cuff without blinking.

"Old man, why do your hands look like a girl?" Long Yi said suddenly, the hands of the God of Darkness are very white and thin, crystal clear and very beautiful, why? Shouldn't the hands of the God of Darkness be as dry and dry as those two mummies?

The God of Darkness was stunned, threw the staff of the God of Darkness to Long Yi, muttered a few incantations in his mouth, a circle of blue light shot out from the small hole in the vaulted ceiling of the hall, reflected on the ground to form a circle of blue light. magic circle. Seeing no movement from the God of Darkness, Long Yi fell into the magic circle as if being pushed forcefully by someone.

"Hey, hey, old man..." Long Yi's shout still echoed in the underground hall, but he disappeared with a beam of blue light.

The God of Darkness stood for a long time, sighed faintly, waved his hands, and the entire hall was completely plunged into darkness.

On the edge of the lost city, Long Yi fell straight down from mid-air amidst a burst of space distortion.

Turning over and fixed in the air, Long Yi shook his head and grasped the staff of Hades in his hand, a feeling of blood connection came from the staff of Hades, the icy breath and the black vortex in the sea of ​​consciousness echoed each other, and they became one.

Long Yi hissed, and habitually stroking the stubble of his chin with his right hand, he murmured: "But...that hand really looks like a girl's, but how could the God of Darkness be a mother's? That laughter... ..."

Long Yi shook his head, he couldn't believe his guess, he was terrified when he thought of the piercing voice of the God of Darkness grinding his teeth.

"The god of thunder appeared, the god of darkness appeared, and I don't know which other gods will show up next." Long Yi didn't think too much about the girl-like hand of the god of darkness, but imagined who he would meet next. A great god.

Wait, Long Yi frowned, as if he had grasped something in his heart. God, the statue, I remember seeing the statue of the water god in the ice palace, and the statue of the god of fire at the bottom of the magic forest, and then I remembered the panic expression of the woman in the ice palace when I touched the chest of the statue of the water god, and the mysterious place where the statue of the god of fire was. There are traces of people living in the room, could it be that they are alive at all? Long Yi was taken aback by his own guess, jokingly, if life is not miserable, he touched the chest of the water god and then touched the chest of the fire god, and he was still having sex on the bed of the fire god, who would have known? Will they hold grudges.

"Eh, no, no..." Long Yi shook his head. If they were gods, how could they defile their bodies? There are only two possibilities. First, they are simply statues. Moves do nothing.

Long Yi felt that the second possibility was relatively strong, and of course he also hoped that it was the second possibility. Touching the goddess' chest is exciting when I think about it. Why didn't I remember to touch it twice? Long Yi thought dirtyly in his heart.

Long Yi yelled while plundering towards the City Lord's Mansion of the Lost City. It feels like I have only been in the dark space for a few hours, and it is estimated that it has only been a few minutes above.

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"Ma'am, you see that our Ning'er has reached the realm of senior magicians at a young age, and will definitely be an outstanding magician in the future." A handsome and elegant middle-aged man stood side by side with a beautiful woman, looking not far away The daughter who was practicing magic laughed.

"That's right, master, I never expected that two of us warriors would give birth to a daughter with such a high talent for magic. It's incredible." The woman was also extremely happy.

"Father, mother..." The little girl who is only ** years old and looks as cute as a porcelain doll casts a water dragon spell, turns around and runs towards her parents. It is really a beauty of family happiness picture scroll.

The picture freezes when the girl throws herself into the arms of the woman, and then gradually fades away.

"Ning'er, be obedient, you are the only hope of our holy city, you must survive." In another scene, the little girl has grown into an eighteen-year-old slim girl, while her father, the lord of the holy city, looks old a lot.

"Father, don't, Ning'er don't leave you." The girl cried sadly.

Heartbroken, the middle-aged man knocked the girl unconscious, and then carried her into the crystal coffin that had been inlaid at the bottom of the pool in the secret room. The magicians of various departments with white beards began to chant spells to seal.

"Father, don't, don't leave Ning'er behind, mother..." On the big bed in the tent, Wushuang babbled in pain, his hands were scrambling in the air, trying to grab a straw like a drowning person.

Long Yi opened the tent and entered, watching Nalan Ruyue and Bertha trying to appease Wushuang who was trapped in a nightmare. He took two quick steps forward, took Wushuang's two small hands that were scratching in the air into his generous and warm palms, and comforted him with an extremely gentle voice: "My dear Wushuang, I'm here, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

Seeing Long Yi's gentle expression and tone, Nalan Ruyue and Bertha both showed envious expressions. The two of them looked at each other, and for the first time they exited the tent tacitly, leaving the space alone to Long Yi and Wushuang.

Wushuang gradually calmed down under the comfort of Long Yi's magical voice, she unconsciously moved towards Long Yi's side in her sleep, because there was a reassuring atmosphere there, so familiar, a bit like her father's but I don't think so.

In a daze, Wushuang's delicate body trembled slightly, and another scene appeared in the dream. She lay in the crystal coffin and opened her eyes faintly, and found a handsome boy pressing on her body, with soft lips. Kissed her lips lightly...