When I woke up again, I was in the harbor. A fishing boat found me unconscious at sea, picked me up and took me back to the port hospital. As a result of the attack, I was covered with poisonous sores all over my body, and my face was especially ugly. The port officials didn't recognize me at all, but thought I was a vagrant in distress.
According to the Secret record of the Blood Nightmare, there is no cure for this kind of millennium Jiao poison, although I immediately found a few suitable medicines to take, the effect is extremely limited, and it is estimated that the life expectancy is only one and a half days at most.
My goodness! In a day and a half, I'm gonna be dead? Is this the end of the work? Even if the response is not popular enough, I still don't want to die so early!
When I was about to die, I had no ambition left in the face of these successive blows.
On the day of the battle of Martinleth Fortress, Star Rose said that I had killed too much, and now I think of the pain of those elves who toss and turn, perhaps this is also worthy of me!
Go! Be bad and think about retribution, and that's really dead.
10. At the last moment of my life, I just want to find a bunch of beautiful women and have a big job, which is worth my fun life. It's a good idea to go to that bitch Cuicalyx, but it's a day's journey from the port. It's a waste of time. It's better to call a prostitute in the local area. How do you know, this port is a rural place, the people are simple, there are very few prostitutes, only two of them, the bitch saw my penis swollen into a giant bar, the ghost, no one will accept customers, I can pay any price is useless.
Even if there are a dozen or so brave women who are willing to sacrifice themselves for the great reward, but... Aych! I hate my demand for beauty...
Frustrated, I carry the thirty thousand gold coins in my pocket, and even if I die, I will not give them to others.
Choosing a hotel, I sat in the French window by the sea and watched the setting sun sink into the sea, transfixed.
The ghost flags were swept away by the magic Jiao and fell into the sea. I do not know where they floated to.
Aych! By this time tomorrow I shall be a puddle of pus and blood, and before I die I shall not be able to get a woman. Is God so cruel to me?
At this moment, a whisper came from the next table. There were six black robed people, who looked very furtive and did not know what they were talking about, except that they seemed to be here to raise money, and now they were running into a wall, and it was too late.
'How hateful! I have everything, but five thousand ducat, to raise enough food and pay, is it not the providence of God, that our cause is doomed to failure? !" It was a woman's voice, and as she spoke, the five men beside her sighed in unison, a sigh of sorrow and despair, as if it were worse than death.
It struck me that the woman had a nice, clear voice, and seemed to be a beauty, too, and that she was in great need of money, and that I wanted a woman just as well. So I went up to her and said I would offer five thousand ducats if she would stay with me one night.
The five men, who seemed to have great respect for her, became very angry when I said this, and at once they drew their swords and tried to kill me, but the woman waved her hand to stop them.
"Gentleman, do you mean five thousand ducats for a night's pay?"
I nodded, presented the silver ticket, and was willing to pay half up front to show credit. It's no use leaving money if you're either dead or dead; I only wondered what they would do with all that money. Five thousand gold pieces! What a waste! The money seemed so important to them that the woman took the silver ticket and the table was so happy that her voice trembled.
The woman, who was clearly the leader of the group, ordered her men to take the two thousand and five hundred gold pieces and go and buy what they needed, then took a deep breath, as if insisting on her resolution that I should return to my room. She would be there later.
It was strange! I had not yet seen the face of the woman in the black robe, or was she as ugly as salt? But there was something commanding in her voice, and I had no doubt that she would lie, and go to her room and wait.
After a few moments in my room, I heard a knock on the door. After answering, the woman in the black robe walked slowly through the door and, with a wave of her hand, put out the light. Since our astonishment, she has slowly put off the black robe.
What was she wearing under that big black robe?
I could not see it clearly in the darkness, but through the faint light of the moon I could faintly see that over her long hair, pale green as seaweed, the woman had horns the size of a hand. Not pointy horns like unicorns, but forked horns like a deer, just like... The dragon of Oriental legend!
I remember!
When I was a child, abnormal father once said to me, in the East China Sea, there is a dragon God clan, is the king of the sea clan, the population is sparse, but the family men strong women beauty, is a famous beauty clan. The Dragon God clan, like the centaurs, is a very rare and rare race. Why did it appear here?
Before I could exit this question, I heard two strange broken winds, followed by a numbness all over my body. I already lit a cave for people and collapsed into bed. To my surprise, the woman was actually an expert in martial arts.
"These 5,000 gold coins are related to the life and death of tens of thousands of people and the happiness of nearly one million compatriots in the East China Sea. You are really a great benefactor of my family if you are willing to give them so generously..." The woman said softly, "I once had a husband who was killed in battle a year ago. I swore to keep my virginity to him for three years, so I can't accompany you to the full ecstasy, but I will try my best to satisfy you before dawn, OK?"
I should have been very angry at being put in a position, but the dragon woman's every word, like a general who rules all armies, has its own charm that people have to listen to. I stared at her head, and before I asked her name, I was already pressed by a soft palm on my mouth.
"Don't ask. Our fate is only tonight, I am not me, you are not you! Tonight, I am the woman you spend the night with."
My heart was fascinated by these extremely romantic words, and I knew immediately that this woman must be a very powerful person, and did not want to be identified, and then nodded: "Then I will call you sister Dragon girl."
Her voice was deep and magnetic, and she sounded no older than 27, so it was fitting to call her sister.
'What a sweet little lover!
Moving my hand down, the dragon girl gently untied my belt, revealing in bursts of stinky smell a fleshly stem swollen and thick because of the poison, but full of pus bubbles, which is why no prostitute would accept me as a guest. Although the light is not clear, I am sure she can see the strange shape of my penis, so when she is silent and her breathing becomes heavy, I begin to worry that she has regretted it.
After all, any normal woman would shy away from the fleshy stem of a python with big arms.
'I'm sorry, I...
My heart sank abruptly.
"I... I haven't done this before, can you show me how to do it?"
There was a firmness in her soft voice that showed her unrepentant insistence, and just that, I almost jumped up and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't do it. I know I'm a bitch..."
The dragon girl sister responded with a chuckle.
"It doesn't matter, I want to try it, as long as you don't hate it, please let me try."
Sadly, even if the poison turned into a giant Yang, there was still a manly reaction, and between my legs, my penis began to move. Ignoring my awareness, the penis slowly begins to lift its head in anticipation of the sensation of being enveloped by the dragon's sister's lips.
I smiled wryly, then confessed to Sister Dragon.
"I'm sorry! I must have imagined it being caught in my sister's mouth, but it began to bend again."
"Hm! Shall I hold it? '
As if not afraid of the giant Yang there, Sister Dragon gently held it, with a slight shyness in her movements. From her resolute style, the dragon girl sister must be a woman who does not let the beard, but obviously has little sexual experience, and is completely unfamiliar with oral sex.
"HMMM... If sister really wants... If it were only for the five thousand gold pieces, would you..."
Strangely enough, I suddenly felt that it would be a great shame and humiliation for such a gentle woman to be hanged by me, and I did not want her to die for it. But the dragon girl sister is obviously the kind of personality that, once made up her mind, does not easily change.
"Will you please teach me what to do?
In the end, desire prevailed, I swallowed a mouthful of water, slowly said: "Sister thinks it is convenient to do, first grab it by the root, then from the front into the mouth, those... That's what all the women I know do."
Originally wanted to say prostitute, but it was too blasphemous to compare the dragon girl sister to a prostitute, so I quickly changed my words, and it was obvious that this could not hide her wisdom. Sister Dragon Girl shook her head, as if with a self-deprecating smile, and whispered, "I'll do it."
As I lay on my back, Sister Dragon moved to her lower body and gently grabbed her penis with five fingers.
"HMMM... Sister Dragon girl..."
"MHM... So hard! How did it get like this?"
"Because... Because the thought of Sister Dragon Girl blowing it... It's so exciting..."
"What a bad little thing..."