The earth revolves around the sun, and day and night alternate. From then on, the world has light and darkness, and the so-called justice and evil appear as the fundamental color that is regarded as the fundamental color by their respective supporters.

The night is strange and deep, and the tranquility is entangled with the movement.

The starlight that appears on the horizon has nothing to do with the reflection or free-luminous stars in the universe, but comes from the output effect of burning energy. Those light bulbs that desperately release dazzling light under the power of electricity, as if they were cursed by the ruling dark devil, in an alternative and not natural way, declared to the whole world with a grim smile———————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

The Yinyue City Official Residence is probably the most unique and unique person in the wasteland world.

Lin Xiang did not have a large number of guards like the city lords of other forces. Since last week, the guards guarding the official residence have been adjusted to four parasitics with five-star strength. These powerful psychics did not rigidly guard a fixed position, but lived with their families near the four main intersections leading to the official residence. Each of them had a dispersed detection consciousness that just could cover the official residence. This kind of arrangement that seemed ordinary but was actually aimed at individual lurkers was of course not for the safety of Lin Xiang, but just because of Ying Jia.

In the bedroom, there is only a table lamp with a dark porcelain cover on the square wooden table in front of the bed. The dim light emitted through the hazy cover, forming a blurred light in the darkness, as if it could be extinguished at any time, and could only barely shine the part of the room with the wooden table as the center. Even on the nearest wall, there is only an elusive and thin yellow curtain as thin as mist.

On the soft and spacious double bed, the white cotton sheet was disturbed into countless wavy wrinkles. Next to the open bedroom door, there were two black matte high heels with beautiful lines and heels of more than ten centimeters. Continue forward, a moon-white satin suspender nightgown was scattered on the thick velvet carpet, and a pair of thin gray stockings hung obliquely on the round decorative post on the right side of the dressing table. Of course, this is not the whole of the tempting object——If a stranger breaks into this forbidden area at this time, he will definitely be able to see clearly. On the corner of the wide bed, there is still a beautiful black thong that can only barely cover the *** of the lower body.

No matter at any time, no third person can enter this room. Neither the deceased can.

In Lin Xiang's heart, Ying Jia is a beautiful and brilliant carnation flower.

Perhaps, using colorful flowers such as roses, peonies, and camellias, it should be more appropriate to Ying Jia's beauty. But deep in Lin Xiang's mind, there will always be only the early morning, a faint, pleasant and fresh aroma.

The strong male muscles tightly tied the soft and smooth female skin. The straight and slender thighs were lying tightly on the steady waist, the white and slender fingers were tightly clasped, and the genitals that were as thick as steel were erected, thrusting back and forth in the wet and slippery vagina, causing a burst of screams of pain and wild moans shrouded by infinite comfort.

Lin Xiang hasn't figured out until now how he went to bed with Ying Jia?

He went home as usual, opened the door, hugged, and made a fuss

When the sumptuous dinner was placed on the table, the two people served rice, added vegetables, and were intimate as usual.

Taking a bath, the girl who had repeated thousands of times quietly lifted up the curtain to peep, was scolded, refuted indifferently, shook her head helplessly

A series of simple and natural processes are indeed no different from usual. But the problem is that even Lin Xiang himself did not understand why. He suddenly couldn't help but hug Ying Jia, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the beautiful face as smooth as fine porcelain. While feeling the hot breath of Tween between his mouth and nose, his lips began to bond for no reason, his tongue began to entangle, his hands and feet hugged him tighter and tighter, and it was difficult to breathe. He was burned by the flame of desire to reach his almost crazy body. He urgently needed to vent and release it.

When everything subsided from the chaos, the fever/meat/body/because the burning energy gradually cooled down, the brain's thinking was caressed by the cold night wind and returned to rationality. Lying between the soft cotton pad pillows, staring at the outer window with faint light flashing from behind the radiating clouds, Lin Xiang, with a calm expression, grabbed the coat scattered beside the bed, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a deep breath, and spit out a faint smoke.

"What are you thinking?"

Ying Jia was like a sleepy cat, cringing in her broad and strong left arm bent. Her naked body snuggled tightly against him. As her skin touched her, she could clearly feel the warmth coming from the soft breasts/room/surface.

Lin Xiang did not answer. He just used his strong and powerful arms to hug the gentle and lazy girl tighter. It seemed that it was a very precious, unique and spiritual treasure that could slip away from his fingers at any time. He had to hold it, grab it, and hold it tightly.

“I’ve never had such a refreshing experience.”

Ying Jia's face was still filled with a thrilling redness, and her breath was filled with fatigue. Her eyes covered by long eyelashes were often glanced at the man who was close to her. Her two round and slender legs were half bent, crossing Lin Xiang's thighs. The two people's genitals were still squeezed against each other, as if on the bed sheets that were ravaged by the strong wind, there were still wet spots soaked in white sticky liquid.

The cigarette butts flashed in amazing brightness in the dim light, reflecting the perfect side image of Lin Xiang's handsome face.

He wanted to say something to Jia. He scraped his stomach, but he couldn't even find a word that suited his mood at the moment.

He twisted half of the cigarette between his fingers and popped out of the bedroom with force, drew an arc in the dark space. Lin Xiang suddenly turned around, like a beast that was full of energy, pressing Ying Jia heavily on the bed, trembling and scorching her lips, aiming at the same sexy and soft part, and kissing her.

Simple, rough, and savage.

Ying Jia only felt like a lonely and helpless boat, thrown high by the storm and storm, and then fell heavily from the air. The violent and powerful force easily shattered her weak resistance that could almost be ignored. She was exhausted, her torn/lower/body was still bleeding, and her broken/yin part was emitting a burst of stinging pain. Deep in her heart, two complex moods were repeatedly entangled--she hated Lin Xiang for no mercy, and she wanted to grab the surface of her toned muscles a few times and bite her hard. But she was the same

At that time, she also felt unprecedented pleasure and ripening. The fierce and powerful attack made her forget everything and completely immersed in the crazy primitive/meat/desire/traps. The body quality of ordinary people and parasites was completely different. Ying Jia felt that the genitals inserted into her lower body were as hard as steel, so thick that they filled any gap. The exhausted body might fall apart at any time. The powerful impact force drove all the extra thoughts in her mind. The only thing she could do was to bite her lips tightly and make sobbing from her nose that was difficult to distinguish between pain or happiness.

He is my man. No matter how painful or tired he is, even if he is alive, I will try my best to satisfy him——

Lin Xiang did not notice at all. He had completely lost in the excitement and rose-colored /meat/desire/paragraph. Both men and women needed to be released physically. Apart from having a few crazy and thorough sex with Elena, he had never touched other women for more than a century. When the love and reality that had existed in the brain that had been together for a long time, the trembling hands hugged Ying Jia almost/naked/body, he had no extra thoughts, just wanted to lose his mind and become a beast that simply relies on his original instincts.

Sex and love are twins.

Without violent and impulsive sex, where can there be unforgettable love?

The roar and moans in the darkness filled the entire bedroom and continued until dawn.

A ray of golden sunlight shone through the window, shining on Lin Xiang's sleeping face.

Raise his hands to block the dazzling and strong light, support his body with his arms, sit up slowly from the bed, stretch his body as much as possible, stretching his body long, as if he had exhausted the last trace of energy. Lin Xiang, who had just been rejuvenated, narrowed his eyes again and returned to a lazy and tired look.

He leaned back on the head of the bed and touched his left hand naturally into the quilt next to him.

There was no one, only a faint fragrance remaining in the bedding, and a faint warmth wrapped in the middle of the bed.

In the kitchen, there was a strong smell of fumes when the food was fryed, and the "sizzling" sound of water droplets splashing in the boiling oil pan.

Standing up from the bed, grabbing the white bath towel placed on the bedside table and wrapping around her waist. Lin Xiang spread his fingers and combed his messy hair back, and walked to the kitchen door.

Ying Jia was still wearing the moon-white sling nightgown, with smooth and smooth long hair simply tied into a slim shape behind her head. Her white and slender fingers cleverly held the straight handle of the pan, and the flat pan spatula clumsily flipped the eggs in the oil layer. Although the surface was a little burnt, the shape was at least round and smelled very fragrant.

He slowly walked behind the girl, stretched out his hands, passed under the white elbow that was as white as snow, and hugged his whole delicate and perfect body tightly in his arms.

Bent down, Lin Xiang buried his head deeply in Ying Jia's smooth black hair, and sniffed the tempting aura from the origin of his body, muttering like a dream: "Don't leave me, I've been waiting for you to come back, I've been waiting for you to grow up."

The last two words corresponded to the strong effect of Ying Jia like an electric shock. She felt her body was soft and weak, and she could no longer hold the pan in her hand. She could only let the heavy metal object fall on the stove "clang", turn around, face her beloved man with exquisite and beautiful face for a long time.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter.

The August sunshine can no longer make people feel the warmth of comfort. It is like a flame without substance, whistling down from the distant space, wrapped in hot and anxious heat waves, spreading wildly on the ground that is dry and cracked due to the heat.

Two "Warrior F6" off-road vehicles galloped along the road leading to the south of Yinyue City. The wind and the changing scenery on both sides of the road were retreating back at the same rapid speed.

This place has entered Ferdinand's sphere of influence.

The family boundaries of the wasteland world are not as accurate as those of the countries that were repeatedly surveyed in the old days. To a large extent, they are only defined by a certain checkpoint or training route on the border. Of course, there is often a buffer area of ​​a certain width between the two, and a dense defense warning range will be established near the boundary. However, this superficial peace usually does not last long. When a certain party is strong enough, war will also break out.

Along the way, there were bombing fortifications everywhere, and bullet craters emitting thick smoke were densely spread in the wilderness. The crossbars set up on the road had been completely shattered. The sand and ground were scattered with corpses full of bullet holes. The ammunition boxes and debris were thrown at random, and various types of gun parts and shells were scattered.

The Yinyue City Conference, which just ended last week, passed a series of important military appointments. Wang Biao and Yang Hua served as the commanders of the two major troops, "Extreme Warriors" and "Holy Blood Angel". Based on the powerful material support of the 6571 base, all Longteng Legislative armed personnel issued combat uniforms with black as the main theme. At the same time, the relevant documents and regulations such as military ranks, military merits, and promotions were stipulated and completed. While the old Sosbian corps were digested, the two major legions also began to launch new invasions and attacks in their respective different ways in the south and north directions.

Perhaps because he had to rely on exchanging grain to buy other daily necessities in the Old Yinyue Town, Wang Biao was actually more skilled in calculating than Yang Hua.

The "Extreme Warriors" Legion currently has 8,614 registered officers and soldiers. Among them, except for more than 3,000 veterans who were members of the former "Vulture Mercenary Group", the rest were all recruited from the first batch of new recruits recruited in the old Sosbian city occupied by the city.

"This world may always be full of deception and evil. You will not change your stubborn thoughts because of just one or two words. Yes, the Longtengling conquered Sosbia, and the Luton family you once loyal to has ceased to exist. From the day the army entered the city, you have become a member of the Longtengling. I believe that many of you have been angry about it. But I just want to tell you that allegiance to Longtengling, you will gain more benefits than the Luton family's rule. You can get status, wealth, enviable large amounts of supplies, rich food, and the most beautiful / virgin. Of course, all this is not given in vain. You must show enough courage and strength as proof. Every time you take a piece of land, you have the right to put in a black dragon flag on it, and trample the blood and the bones of the enemy firmly under your feet————"

Wang Biao's battlefield agitation was very effective. He did not simply use things like improving social rank as a reward, but actually gave soldiers a more intuitive effect - land, food, and women. In the chaotic wasteland, this is the standard of strength and prosperity.

Evolved soldiers who use transformed blood to obtain superpowers can obtain level improvements through desperate battles. This is no longer a secret in Longteng. The first group of warriors belonging to the mercenary group, the strongest, have jumped into parasitics with two-star strength. As a cost to improve their strength, they have fought in dangerous areas on the edge of the territory for many years. The targets of the battle are not only hostile forces, but also ferocious mutant beasts, mobs, and even various monsters hiding in small ruins.

Lin Xiang has never contacted the Crescent City, and Afura seems to have a considerable degree of indulgence for such nearly previous actions. Lin Xiang is very clear that the "Redeners" group must have placed darkness in Longteng Ling and annexed Sosbia and other actions, and cannot hide from these allies who have absolute advantages in military and technology. But he also understands that Longteng Ling's current comprehensive combat strength is actually far greater than the permanent army of the Skeleton Knights. Apart from the special factor of his own blood transformation, the soldiers' crazy fighting consciousness of their eyes was stimulated by huge interests, and the evolution and breakthroughs that continue to emerge from the brink of death are the key to the exponential growth of combat power.

To the south of Yinyue City, the light radiation area that penetrates more than 120 kilometers deep into Ferdinand's sphere of influence has been completely occupied. As the commander of the "Extreme Warrior", Wang Biao did not violate his promise. On the map, the square of the suitable residential area designated by the Management Committee, all soldiers with outstanding military achievements have obtained a sufficiently rich private territory. This is different from the large area of ​​wasteland that is unoccupied in the wilderness. The regional managers and nearby settlements will uniformly manage the water source area and fully launch the irrigation system left over from the old era by guiding tributaries. At most, it will only take two to three years. These desolate and dry land will be completely covered by the huge artificial canals extending from afar.

It is no longer possible to verify who shouted the slogan "Long Live the Lord". These four simple pronunciations swept through the entire "Extreme Warriors" legion at a crazy and terrible speed like a plague, and then spread to the entire Longteng Legion. Democracy is difficult to survive in the wasteland world. People who may face death at any time cannot take into account who the ruler above their heads. As long as they can give themselves bread and water, and an absolutely safe living environment, they will blindly and unreservedly support each other.
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