Temple of Darkness.

The man who was originally lying quietly on the bed as if he was asleep suddenly trembled.

After a moment, he slowly opened his eyes.

The eyes gradually became clear and a roof made of high-level crystal cores appeared in the clear field of vision. It seemed to be built according to the awkward and ancient mysterious formation. The crystal cores were put together and automatically became a bay of magic sources, constantly overflowing with rich magic elements.

If this roof is placed outside, it will definitely cause a bloody battle.

But at this moment, the man with a little fine lines on the corner of his eyes on the bed only fell to his eyes for two seconds, and then he flicked up from the bed.

"What, what's going on?" He looked around and found that this place was not the hotel he was familiar with.

Did someone transfer him when he was asleep?

But this idea only appeared less than a moment before it was broken up by him.

No, it's impossible!

With his strength, unless the new dragon clan takes action, no one can change him without disturbing him.

The man's eyes fell on the surrounding environment again, and the more he looked, the more he looked—

familiar!

Why is the layout of this palace so familiar?

It was like he returned to the Temple of Darkness.

In order to verify his thoughts, the man who had just sat up from the bed released his magic.

With this release, his pupils shrank to the extreme.

His magic...is gone!

He actually changed from a magic saint to a first-class magician!

The man who was in extreme shock has not yet looked in the mirror, otherwise I believe he would be more shocked a hundred times as much as today.

......

South City.

It was dark outside, and midnight was past, and as the day's competition came to an end, all kinds of fireworks were no longer blooming on the giant arena.

This sky slowly tends to be quiet.

It's time to rest.

But in fact, there are still many people who have not had a rest at this time when they should be resting.

For example—

The first-class room in a hotel, the "battlefield" that had just ceased not long ago, is now on the verge of igniting smoke again.

There was no light on in the room, and all the light was only a few moons slipping into the outside.

And in this darkness, two figures on the bed overlapped one after another, and they were entangled like vines.

With the little light reflected in the room, you can see two figures on the bed changing positions from time to time. The thinly rubbed figures are quite ambiguous in this silence.

Suddenly, a breath of sexual feeling appeared in the silence. The sound was unique, and the ending sound was filled with a bit of indescribable affection, as if it turned into a hook that could evoke all the hidden desires, desires and tyranny.

Not many surprises, this breath turned on the current restrained desire of the two people like a switch.

The numbness that surged from the tailbone was like a wave after another. Luo Bai exhaled and had to reach out and try to hold someone's hand that was making waves.

While exploring his hand down, Luo Bai encountered two rows of strong and neat abdominal muscles, and a deep mermaid line was pressed on the side of his palm.

Luo Bai's movements were paused.

And just stopped for a while, the man on her seized the opportunity to hold her wrist, pulled it up, and finally stopped at the corner of his mouth, and gently kissed the back of the white hand.

"Don't like it?" someone asked in the darkness.

Even if you can't see the expression, you can peek at the explicit smile from it just by listening to this sound.
Chapter completed!