Supreme Dragon Seal

    On a mountain north of the Undead Mountains, a hundred pitch-black tents are stationed here, surrounded by a fence with spikes, forming a small camp.

    From time to time, there are soldiers in black armor patrolling and shuttling.

    If anyone understands, they will be shocked. These soldiers are not ordinary soldiers, but the most famous black armored army in the Golden Leaf Dynasty.

    Of course, although the Black Armored Army nominally belongs to the Golden Leaf Dynasty, who does not know that the Black Armored Army is actually the direct line of the Nord family.

    The Black Armored Army is an army fighting from blood and fire.

    The number of black armored troops is not large. For an army of 100,000 people, only 12,000 black armored troops are seriously lacking.

    One battalion of black armored troops is already quite a lot.

    An ordinary army, even if it were ten times the strength against it, would be killed by a battalion of black armored troops.

    The soul of the Black Armored Army was created by the Nord family, and it is also the biggest reliance of the Nord family. The existence of the Black Armor.

    At this time, in the main tent in the black armor camp, a burly young man with a naked chest was staring at the map of the Undead Mountains spread out on the table, with many lines crisscrossing it.

    With the shaking of his chest muscles, the tiger became more and more lifelike, as if it had come to life.

    He is Huaian Nord, the elder brother of a mother compatriot in Qibei, and one of the three commanders of the Black Armor Army.

    There are 30 battalions in the Black Armored Army, and each 10 battalions has a commander. Wynn Nord, who has just turned 20, is already a high-ranking authority.

    "Brother, where are you? Big brother didn't believe you and died like this." Wynn Nord slammed the table hard. Tearfully grabbed his hand and asked him to take care of his younger brother when he was only five years old.

    At this moment, the curtain was lifted, and two very handsome soldiers walked in with pastries and tea.

    Wynn Nord raised his head, looking at the girl with a headache.

    This girl is not an ordinary person, but Princess Ruixue of the Golden Leaf Dynasty.

    Ten days ago, Princess Ruixue sneaked out of the palace with a maid and ran to this dangerous mountain of undead to find him.

    Princess Ruixue was born beautifully and has a gentle temperament. Everyone knows her affection for him.

    Wian Nord is a man with strong blood, and on that day, he happened to find a piece of jade pendant that Qi Bei had left behind, thinking that his brother had an accident and was distraught.

    At this time, Princess Ruixue was gentle and comforting, and the dry wood was burning like this.

    After sobering up, Wynn Nord knew that something was amiss, and the conflict between the royal family and the Nord family was irreconcilable. Moreover, Wynn Nord has been engaged to Feng Ruoyun, the eldest lady of the Feng family, since he was a child.

    If Princess Ruixue follows him, then his marriage with Miss Feng family will end, and the alliance between Nord family and Feng family will be cracked.

    One more, become the royal son-in-law, how can the Nord family rest assured that he will be in charge of the army again?

    However, Wynn Nord is a man who dares to be daring. Since it has been done, he will not escape. He has faithfully passed the letter to his father on this matter, and believes that with his father's plan, Will come up with the right solution.

    Princess Ruixue looked at Wynn Nord's strong body with some obsession, walked gently behind him, and a pair of jade hands began to squeeze his shoulders for him.

    Press and hold, Princess Ruixue's breathing suddenly became rapid, and the small hand changed from pressing to touching.

    It is time to eat the marrow and know the taste.

    Wynn Nord grabbed Princess Ruixue's little hand, directly picked her up on the huge table, and rudely pulled her with the big hand, already peeling Princess Ruixue into a little white sheep , the sturdy body immediately pressed up.

    The sound of panting and moaning suddenly sounded, and on the side, the beautiful maid was watching this live **** palace.

    In the upper class of the Golden Leaf Dynasty, it is very normal for maids to watch the master's ethics, and most masters will not shy away from personal maids.

    The role of the personal maid is to warm the bed. When the master rises, she also needs to join the battlefield.

    However, no one noticed that her downcast eyes were dark, and a faint black light was emitting between her staggered hands.

    Qi Bei was enchanting like an ice cube, and her body was frozen by the cold air on her body.

    Fortunately, this is the ninth day, and there will be another tomorrow, and the strange cold poison on the enchanting body should stop.

    And every morning, the little brother is still arrogantly on the enchanting body, which also makes Qi Beiliao masturbation, at least the little brother is still alive and well, not prematurely withered.

    Enchanting also seems to acquiesce to him to smother him every morning, or this is a kind of gratitude and compensation to him. As for whether there is any emotional element in it, whenever Qi Bei asks about it, she always responds with cynicism.

    In the past nine days, Qi Bei was exhausted and fell asleep almost every time due to the excessive consumption of internal energy. However, this gave him an unexpected surprise, and the enhancement of internal strength was several times faster than before.

    Qi Bei woke up in a daze, and suddenly felt that the palm of his hand was wrapped in a smooth and warm mass, and subconsciously pinched it, this feeling...

    Qi Bei suddenly thought of something, opened his eyes suddenly, but saw the enchanting woman in his arms staring at him fiercely, and his hand slipped in from her clothes at some point, just Holds one of her buttermilk.

    "Is it easy to touch?" said enchantingly, but there was an icy chill in her tender voice.

    Qi Bei pulled his hand back like lightning, shaking his head like a drum.

    "Not easy to touch?" The enchanting tone became colder.

    Bad! Qi Bei hurriedly nodded again.

    "Good to touch? Do you still want to touch it again?" The enchanting head moved to Qi Bei's face, and the fragrance of Rulan sprayed on his lips.

    Qi Bei rolled his eyes, what do you like, he said with a sly face: "It feels great, and it feels even better when you touch it every day."

    "Then you can touch again." The corners of the enchanting mouth curled up.

    Qi Bei really stretched out his hand, Nima, do you really think I dare not let me touch it?