The lone wolf of Freyrdrand

Ah Li

One, two, three… seven, eight, nine.

The woman has a total of nine snow-white fox tails, spread out behind her like a big cattail fan.

Lothar didn’t know which tribe’s vastaya she was. He only knew one thing – he was under spiritual magic, and he couldn’t break free.

The woman’s amber eyes were full of purples and reds. She may have realized it a bit late, but she still put her arm over her chest and slowly approached Lothar.

“You…are…who…” Lothar couldn’t move at all. It was his own strength that restrained his body, so he had no way to break through.

“I’m Ahri.” The woman said her name. Her Ionian language had a wonderful accent and intonation, which made people’s ears itch. “Who are you?”

Before Lothar could speak, Ari answered her own question: “You are Luosha…no, you are Lothar…wait…you have many names…”

“This woman…can read minds.” Lothar felt like her mind was an open book, allowing her to read.

Ari put his hand on Lothar’s chest, and felt two sensations of extreme heat and extreme cold at the same time: “You… this is the ice crystal phoenix… and the dragon…”

Lothar could only feel greasy five fingers brushing his chest slowly, and the strong sense of crisis made his hairs stand on end. His intuition told him that he must escape from this woman.

Ko Lotha was controlled by spiritual magic, and she couldn’t even move a finger, let alone cast magic.

But the two forces in Lothar’s body don’t need to be controlled, they are extremely aggressive elements in themselves.

Just need to release them.

Ahri’s nine tails stretched straight at the same time, she jumped out of the lake suddenly, almost at the same time she got out of the water, flames and ice swept the entire lake, the extreme ice froze the water, and the fire blazed on the ice surface .

When Ahri landed on the shore, her pupils dilated, small fangs grew out of her mouth, her nails became as sharp as knives, and she let out a low growl towards the lake.

“He… is very dangerous…” Ari stared at the figure in the sea of ​​flames, subconsciously wanting to escape.

But as soon as she stepped forward, she stopped abruptly.

It’s not a coincidence that Ari came here, she came to this area looking for that strong energy.

This boy has a huge spirit that Ahri has never seen in hundreds of years.To her, this is an extremely tempting sweet pastry.

“No… Ah Li…” Ah Li hugged herself tightly, her fragrant shoulders trembling slightly, “You have to hold back… you have to hold back… you can’t… you can’t kill any more…”

A dragon chant came from the lake, and the power of life continued to overflow along with the rising flames and the scattered cold air. The green grass on the shore of the lake suddenly became lush and continuously growing.

“Ah!” Ari looked down, and saw a blade of grass passing between her thighs.

The grass was still growing, slowly higher than Ahri’s thighs, until it reached her waist.

Ari looked at the figure in the lake in disbelief: “Impossible… How can human beings have so much energy…”

Ahri’s throat twitched, and the intense hunger instantly took away her restraint.

Spiritual power circulated around her, and the figures in the lake slowly turned towards her under her control.

The ice surface of the lake parted, and the sea of ​​fire split. Lothar and Ari were honest with each other again.

Ahri stepped into the water, her body under the water was so cold that she shivered, and the sea of ​​fire above the water burned her cheeks red.

Ahri almost sprinted to swim to Lothar’s side.

“You… want… what do you want…” Lothar tried his best to say this sentence, his mind was in chaos, and his spiritual magic completely controlled his every move.

Li Qing and Hui Ning had reminded him that each power of Shenlong has its own strengths and weaknesses. [Root] is the power to obey the desire, the strength lies in the continuous life force, and the weakness is the means of no resistance to spiritual magic, which directly hits the soul.

But Lothar didn’t expect that he would really suffer from spiritual magic so soon.

Ahri didn’t answer Lothar’s question. She is not much more clear-headed than Lothar.

Her cherry lips were slightly parted, a trace of saliva flowed from the corner of her mouth, and her face was as red as if it was covered with rouge.

She held Lothar’s face in both hands, her face was close to him to a distance of less than an inch, and she sucked on Lothar’s mouth, so strong that one could even see Xiang Jing being sucked from his mouth into Ari’s mouth .

Lothar felt that his power was slowly being sucked away, but this didn’t make him panic. He was immortal, so even if he was sucked dry, it wouldn’t hurt.

But soon, Lothar noticed an extremely terrifying thing.

His memory was also being taken away.

“No…” Some fragments in Lothar’s memory began to become blurred. He tried his best to break through the blockade of spiritual magic power, but the result was just uttering this word.

Ahri ignored it, she was sucking on something extremely sweet, and it seemed that she couldn’t finish sucking the exaggeratedly abundant energy, and every hair on Ahri’s body was emitting a comfortable cry.

But that’s not what made Ahri really intoxicated. What she was really intoxicated with was Lothar’s memory.

Ahri has plundered every memory and every moment since Lothar could remember. Every sorrow and joy, every growth, every feeling of his hits hard in Ahri’s heart.

“What kind of life is this…” Ari was only shocked.

The scenery of the snow field, the mighty power of the gods, the desperate situation of life and death, the mysterious demons, the conspiracy of the empire… He used many names, met all kinds of people, and experienced a period with them that was even more wonderful and bizarre than the storyteller in the teahouse. s story.

Ahri has lived for a long time, but compared with Luosa’s experience of more than ten years, it is extremely boring, and it is not even worthy of being called “alive”.

Ahri is very jealous, jealous of why Lothar can have such a life.

But jealousy quickly turned into other emotions. After Ari deeply experienced every thought, every thought of Lothar, and every moment of struggle when making a difficult decision, Ari couldn’t help but become obsessed.

Survival in the wilderness, broken arms in high mountains, facing the gods, encountering nightmares, rebirth from catastrophe, suffering from cold and pain, battles between empires, the power of dragons…

What kind of person is able to live such a life.

A strange emotion surged in Ahri’s chest. She was no stranger to this emotion, and it existed in Lothar’s memory. It was the same emotion he had when he faced the girl with fluttering silver hair.

Ari fell in love with him.

It’s not a vague feeling, it’s not a green liking, and it’s not a hot love.

It’s deep love, Ari loves Lothar deeply.

She no longer kept a distance from Lothar, she couldn’t suppress herself, her body was tightly pressed against him, and her four lips matched each other.

Ahri’s fierce courtship did not get feedback from Lothar. His eyes were lifeless, like a living corpse.

Ahri saw many women in Lothar’s memory.

The silver-haired kind war mother, the blond-haired strong girl, the purple-skinned strange witch, the young female soldier walking with the eagle, the ruthless blade-wielding assassin, the unfathomable Mrs. Spider…

Whether joyful or sad, they all had a beautiful past with Lothar. Every time Ahri inhales the memories related to them, the demon fire of jealousy burns more intensely in her heart, almost driving her crazy.

She couldn’t take it anymore.

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The thing that can most affect a man is lust, and the thing that can most affect a woman is jealousy.

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