He Comes From the Void

Cholera's body was thrown into the sea, and it was impossible to take her to land for burial, and it stinks when she touches the shore.

And she was a Noxian from head to toe, and burying her somewhere else would surely make her soul restless...in fact, already. The betrayal in the world will never end, which is tantamount to signing a lifetime contract with Kalista.

However, this corpse has already lost its soul, even if it is thrown into the waters around Shadow Island, it stands to reason that it will not come back to life.

It's hard to sleep after what happened tonight.

The sailors on the deck were bragging about how many undead they had eliminated, and they chatted enthusiastically. Everyone saw it clearly, but when the undead were about to drag the Siren into the sea, they were all terrified to death.

No Earning No Return The only survivor sat under the mast in a daze. Although the proprietress Fayette was born in Bilgewater, she did not feel the joy of going home at the moment.

The island sank, the tavern exploded, the secret library disappeared, and even her best friend was used to death by the bad guys. Although the grievances were resolved before she died, it still made people feel unhappy.

"Want to drink?" Sarah took two bottles of iced rum and sat down next to Fayette. The latter glanced at her, then took a big gulp down his throat.

The energy of the iced drink came up immediately, and Fayette pressed his aching forehead, unable to speak for a long time.

"I did the same thing when I drank ice wine for the first time." Sarah grinned, and then her voice suddenly became low: "I'm sorry that this happened."

Fayette waved his prosthetic limb, and said lonely: "It's very common to compete for treasures. I haven't encountered it before, but this time I can't deal with it, and it has become like this. Blame those Noxian."

Everyone is innocent, but pregnant is guilty. Perhaps it was a stupid thing to establish a stronghold around the Shadow Isles, and she still wanted to trust people on the verge of corruption. Human nature is really too crazy and fragile.

The headache eased a little, and she took a sip of wine: "Speaking of which, I'm quite grateful to Cholera, watching Vladimir sink into the sea with a warehouse of treasures, it's great."

"That's the person from Black Rose."

"Whatever, I have nothing now, and there is nothing more worthy of their concern."

"Then have you considered that my subordinates will find a job? Be a warehouse keeper or something leisurely." Sarah finally found the right opportunity to mention her goal. She values ​​such talents who value integrity. Opening a tavern in Shadow Island is not a bad idea. Anyone can do it.

It's just that Fayette didn't promise her.

"Forget it, I'm sick of it this time. When I go back, I may open an ordinary tavern and spend the rest of my life."

"Will you come back in the future?" Sarah saw that she still had nostalgia for the Shadow Isles.

"Where are you coming back? Shadow Island?" Fayette took a sip of his wine and said nothing.

Maybe if someone invites her to the Shadow Isles again, she might not refuse.

...

In the room, Kahn told Kai'Sa the ins and outs of the Great Destruction, because maybe in the upcoming Soul Eclipse Night, these familiar faces will meet again.

And Kai'Sa knows more about the enemy, and she will be more decisive in battle.

Although I don't quite understand why the Noxians are fighting like this, but it's too late, so I will save it for the next time.

"Let me rub your shoulders for you." Kahn watched Kaisha propping up her upper body with her arms, looking down at him in this posture and talking for a long time, then suddenly thought.

"Okay, but why?"

"I see you've been carrying shoulder pods, your shoulders must be very sore." Saying that, Kahn turned over and rode on Kai'Sa's back.

"Not sour, that thing is not heavy."

"It's up to me whether it's important or not." Although his tone was a bit forceful, his movements were gentle. After gently flattening Kai'Sa's arms so that she lay flat on the bed, his hands landed on Kai'Sa's shoulders and began to rub gently.

The strength gradually increased, and Kai'Sa remained silent.

"Say it when the force is right." He knew Kai'Sa wouldn't enjoy it, even if he pressed it uncomfortable, he wouldn't say it, so let's say it first.

"That's just right."

"Really?" Kahn didn't really believe it, he heard Kai'Sa's breathing was a bit heavy.

"Actually, it can be lighter..."

"Just say it straight, don't see me outside. I'm happy when you're comfortable."

This is the problem. Kai'Sa doesn't want to say that he is not good at all. The two people who accompany him should actually urge each other instead of blindly conniving.

As a man, Kahn definitely wants the other party to live a more comfortable life.

Kaisha could keenly feel Kahn's psychological changes, and her voice was covered by the pillow.

"But I sleep on you every night. Several times I saw you sweating from the heat, and reaching out to fiddle with the hair that got sucked into your nose in the middle of the night. You didn't say anything about it."

"You discovered all of this." Kahn changed his movements, grabbed Kai's arm and moved his shoulder joint backwards to relax his back muscles.

"I didn't sleep to death, why didn't I find out." Kaisha muttered: "Why don't we sleep separately tonight. It's not separate, but let's change our positions so that we don't press you down."

"No." Kahn refused decisively.

Although there is some tightness in the chest every night with a person who weighs tens of kilograms on his body, Kahn is also used to falling asleep with Kaisha in his arms. And the hand feel is also amazing, he passed one hand under the armpit, the palm of his hand could rub the smooth back like a wiper, and he could also touch the soft hair. The other hand went around the slender waist, and down to the elastic buttocks, it attracted his pig's trotters like a magnet, and he couldn't stop.

If he changed his posture, where would his little hands with nowhere to rest go?

"Did Sarah tell you something? Leave her alone, she's just sour."

"Nobody told me this, it just came to me out of the blue."

"Let me tell you, if this is God's punishment for me, then let the punishment be more severe! Don't talk, go to sleep!" Kahn quickly lay down, put his arms around Kaisha, turned around and put him on his body, in a classic sleeping position .

The skin transmits a warm temperature, baking the passion in the bed.

"Then what if I'm pregnant and have a big belly? I can't still lie on your body like this." Kaisha brushed her hair aside and looked at him seriously.

"Isn't that still early..." Kahn felt guilty, and unconsciously loosened his arms around his waist. "Okay, then try as you said."

He put Kai'Sa flat, then restrained his desire, and lay obediently aside.

Kahn suddenly figured it out. In fact, Kaisha was also thinking about him. Although he didn't really want this to happen, if it could make the other party feel relaxed, it would be fine.

After he closed his eyes, Kaisha suddenly reached out and poked his arm.

"Actually... I'm on my menstrual period. It's not convenient to lie on my stomach these days. Don't think too much. Your hands are warmer. Can you rub my stomach for me?"