“Um…”

Feeling the softness of the purple-haired lady riding on her body, Ye Yang thought for a moment that she could not. As the kiss continued, he felt something gradually collapsed. It was self-control based on reason and one of the culprits of all the previous attempts to overthrow the situation.

For him, the black magic in front of him was special. Although he didn't know why, she was really similar to her. No, she was not her, she just looked like her. This idea actually invisibly connected the black magic to her, and made his mood more complicated.

At this moment, when the Black Magic took the initiative to kiss him, Ye Yang was in a daze. The memories of the past began to overlap, making him feel like he seemed to return to the past.

She was just as young as she kissed him on her own initiative, but in fact she just put her lips on her lips. For her, who was actually inexperienced, it was impossible for her to have any high-skilled kissing skills.

At that time, he was still a child, but he didn't understand what the kiss meant. He just simply thought it was just a kiss between his family. When he mentioned it to his father, he only received a wicked smile from an unscrupulous father, while his mother was smiling and silent.

In fact, he didn't understand what the kiss meant until the end. Because after that, the tragedy happened...

“…”

Looking at Ye Yang's dazed eyes, the black magician felt an inexplicable feeling brewing in his heart. She knew it without words, just looking at the eyes. Although she was kissing her, what Wang Zheng was watching was not her thinking in her mind.

For girls, this is actually a very excessive thing. If it were ordinary people or some more extreme women, he would probably have unfolded towards a discordant ending even if he was not hatchet. However, the Black Magician was not an ordinary girl, but one of the seventh level card spirits under the Demon King. Although he felt a little uncomfortable, he would not blame the king for it, and the things he wanted to do would not change.

I don’t know how long it took for the Black Magic to take the initiative to leave Ye Yang’s lips. After all, kissing alone cannot restore Wang’s body. According to the knowledge in the book, the next step that should be done now should be...

"Black Magic, if that's what it does..."

With the kiss of the black magician, Ye Yang's originally black pupils had begun to change toward the golden color. This was the embodiment of the power of the demon king. With the appearance of the golden pupils, he felt that his body began to tend to become hotter and hotter.

"King, please leave it to me, I will definitely heal my injuries."

The black magician with a slightly red face said seriously that this was something she had decided after hearing this method. For her, there was nothing wrong with giving her first time to the king, because this body was originally the king's belonging.

If her body could restore Wang's injury, she would give it without hesitation. If Wang wanted it, even if she wanted her life, she would not hesitate.

Like? No, it is the feeling above that. Love? Perhaps, because to some extent, all Kalings love the king. Even for them, this has exceeded the level of love.

Kaling's feelings for the king are a risk of his whole heart. It can be said to be love or faith. Absolutely, thoroughly, dedicate everything he has to the king. This is a natural thing for Kalings.

So, it's just the first time, and for the Dark Magician, this is not a reason to hesitate at all.

"Is this OK?"

Ye Yang did not fully recover from his trance, and as the realm of original sin broke out, he could feel something more clearly at this time.

Xiya said that's right, his body has not yet fully recovered. With the emergence of the power of the demon king, strong pain also emerged. Every nerve, every inch of skin, and even every cell are suffering such pain. Such torture would have collapsed long ago if ordinary people had such a torture.

However, Ye Yang did not respond to this pain now, as if this body did not belong to him at all. Compared to this, another feeling that emerged with the realm of Original Sin made him more concerned.

As long as the girl in front of him is "eating" the injuries on his body can be recovered. This is a fact, and as this inexplicable feeling emerges, Ye Yang feels that the black magician riding on him becomes more attractive, and the feeling of "eating" her just like this becomes stronger and stronger.

It's not something illusory, but a real and clear need. There is no need to be confused or hesitant. This is a very pleasant thing. As long as he "eats" her, he will be able to fully recover. Isn't that good?

Just like a seductive and depraved demon, these thoughts kept turning around in Ye Yang's mind. In fact, what he knew was that it was not someone else who had this thought, but himself, and the realm of original sin only magnified his thoughts.

After all, he is not a great saint. It can be said that resisting such a strong desire is already his limit. Even if his self-control has grown, it is too much for him to completely resist the original sin amplified by the realm of original sin.

Of course, if a certain Black Nao Ogami who was in the weapon space had all her strength to activate the suppression force, it would not be impossible, but for her who is now preparing to go out for a night attack plan, it is obviously impossible to deliberately destroy the current ambiguous atmosphere.

"It was a bit unexpected. I didn't expect the Black Magician to be so proactive. It seems that I have to implement the plan now."

Although he used a tone that seemed to be in trouble, the smile on Shia's face betrayed her without hesitation, showing the good mood of the master at this time. Looking at Noah floating beside him, Shia couldn't help but smile on her face, feeling like a girl who was going to do a prank.

"So Noah, I'm going to push the master down now. Are you really not going? Although I think the four of you seem to be good together."

"Hmph...Hmph, I won't go. Who wants to push him down? Such a thing..."

"Since that's the case, I'll go out."

As she said this, Shia had no intention of getting out of the ripples in front of her, but began to quietly walk towards Shia, who was closing her eyes.

"I know, you go out...wow!"

Noah, who showed an unexpected look, immediately opened her eyes, but it was too late. Grasping Noah's slender right hand, Shia showed a smile as if she had succeeded in a prank.

"The master is right. Noah, you don't need to stay here all the time. Let's push the master down together."

"Hey!! Wait... Wait, Shia!"

"It's okay. Although I haven't experienced it myself, it's a very comfortable thing."
Chapter completed!