Chapter 1082 Transaction

"Is it almost dinner time?"

"What's there to be happy about? It's all those dishes... I want to eat the longsilala fattening set meal at Russell Restaurant." The wind magician couldn't help complaining: "It's okay to lock us here to work, but let's Isn’t it too much for us to order takeout?”

"Bear with it, after all, this is a five-star confidential project. We all have to sign a confidentiality agreement before we come down." The waterbender companion smiled, "Don't talk about takeaways. Even a mosquito flying in here has to be checked dozens of times." Again, I suspect that the ingredients here are all prepared in advance, and contact with the outside world is cut off as much as possible.”

There are a total of 2,000 magicians like them, working in three shifts to build the eternal empty door in front of them. Logically speaking, a spatial wonder plan like Kongmen that can connect two kingdoms should at least be qualified for participation by Sanctuary magicians who are entry-level to the space faction. However, the most direct impact of the explosion of the concept of Kongmen is the extreme power of the "Kongmen Magic Spirit". With great flooding, even a one-wing magician can use the Kongmen magic spirit to affect the spatial dimension.

In the past, only holy domain magicians could affect space because tools were scarce and they could only rely on extremely high talents to make a fool of themselves. Now that fool-like tools have appeared, the threshold for operators has naturally dropped... Just like exquisite Small family workshops were replaced by crude industrial production.

The operational magicians here are all of the first and second wings. The Throne Hall doesn't care about their magic faction at all, and directly allows them to have a "Void Gate Magic Spirit". The legendary magicians have formulated a permanent void magic structure, so the Operation Magic The master's work does not require any creative wisdom, it only requires precision and caution, and the completion of the empty gate spells bit by bit at a slow but steady speed.

Most of them are aristocratic magicians from various civil service departments. They are "noble idlers". Their daily work is simple and easy. It doesn't matter if ordinary people are in charge. However, ordinary people are not qualified to be blessed by the stars, and there is the possibility of corruption and malfeasance. Sex, and as aristocrats, they can only take advantage of it at best and never dare to violate the red line - rather than saying that they are aristocrats, it is better to say that they are tool men who have castrated their criminal functions.

The really capable high-level magicians are maintaining the operation of the country and resisting natural disasters, so the hard work of building empty gates, which must be completed by magicians, falls on them. Precisely because they used to be nobles, even if the starry sky shattered and the great nobles began to cross the red line to fight for power, they still put the interests of the country first, and obeying the law has become an unbreakable concept for them.

During the period when the starry sky was shattered, instead of falling into chaos, the Kingdom of Stars erupted with jaw-dropping organizational power. It was precisely because this group of middle-class nobles still maintained the functioning of society according to inertia.

Tool talents with both abilities and weaknesses are the strongest cornerstone of order.

So these two magicians only complained about the food, but still carefully filled in empty spells with their hands.

"The main thing I don't understand is why it's so secretive. Does anyone dare to destroy Kongmen?"

"At least the throne room thinks this is possible. Just because we can see three holy magicians taking turns on duty, I guarantee that there must be a legendary magician guarding here." The water magician smiled: "Maybe there is already one The enemy has sneaked in to investigate."

"As you said, there are sanctuaries, legends, and two thousand magicians here. If I were the infiltrator, I would be so scared that I would hide in the shadows, huddled in a ball, and tremble."

2 The magicians guessed correctly. The infiltrators were indeed hiding in the shadows and huddled together, their bodies were trembling slightly, and there was even a hint of fear in their hearts.

The pink-haired maid hugged her master, her soft plumpness fully fitting her hard chest, and her slender fingers touched the broad curve of his back shoulders through the collar. Although her mouth was very arrogant, Wei Xi did not immediately taste the taste of Ash. She quietly looked at Ash, and Ash almost used all his strength not to look away... He also I don’t know why, but I always feel like if I look away now, I’m admitting defeat.

He could admit defeat to the maid, but he did not want to show weakness in front of the ghost prophet.

At this moment, they are no longer masters and servants who love each other, but supervisors and prisoners. What they are talking about is not feelings, but exchange of interests. He has to pay a price in exchange for Vichy's restraint, and Vichy wants to gain advanced qualifications from him.\n.\n.\n.\n.\nThis is a trade-off.

easy.

"Are you ready?"

She tilted her head, and the smile in the corner of her eyes was like the evil smile before harvesting the soul: "Have you fallen in love with me already?"

Ash didn't say anything. He took the initiative to put his arms around Wei Xi's waist and kissed him. However, Wei Xi tilted her head back to avoid his "self-inflicted trap" and held his cheeks with both hands. She raised her eyebrows, and the smile on her face showed her uncompromising arrogance: "This time, you have to follow my rhythm."

Wei Xi gently pecked Ash's lips without kissing deeply, as if he was looking for which part was more delicious. After trying again and again, she finally seemed to feel that Ash's lower lip was the most comfortable and sexy to kiss. She held it in her mouth for a while, and then parted with a "pop" sound.

The long breaths of the two of them blew into each other's faces, and their heartbeats were beating like war drums. Wei Xi unknowingly sat in Ash's arms, her thighs strangled by the purple penis sandwiching Ash's waist, and the two of them seemed to merge into one.

Wei Xi held Ash's chin, raised the corners of his mouth, and said with mischievous banter between his brows and eyes, "Stick your tongue out."

Ash's pupils shrank suddenly, and he glared at Vichy fiercely, hiding his shame with an angry attitude: "How can you - don't peek at me and them in the future!"

"Yeah, I know, I won't peek anymore."

This insincere perfunctory made Ash's mouth twitch, and he reluctantly stuck out his tongue, intending to perfunctorily treat Vichy. However, he soon had to use his real skills - Vichy was so arrogant and tough, but his skills were unexpectedly clumsy, even worse than Sword Princess.

Although Sword Princess was defeated repeatedly, she would at least persist until the last moment and would never retreat halfway. Vichy did not have the self-esteem of a ghost prophet at all. Once she realized that she was at a disadvantage, she decisively separated and quickly adjusted her breathing with a red face. She didn't care about the resentment and contempt in Ash's eyes at all, and completed this "high-risk" ceremony down-to-earth at her own pace.

But she seemed to be not good at this kind of intimate behavior, and she wanted to take the lead. Ash had to slow down his pace, which made this guy from the trash can constellation suddenly feel inexplicably superior - even if the ghost prophet has lived for a thousand years, I am still better in this aspect.\n.\n.\n.\n.\n.\n