Nan Wushuang was shocked and opened her eyes wide in surprise, standing straight as a straight line.

She stood blankly, her hands hanging down to her side, and there was his smell and breath between her lips and teeth, and she seemed to be like a dream.

Molan's movements were not gentle or tender, but only overbearing plunder. Nan Wushuang suddenly felt as if something was flowing away in his body.

When she realized it, she realized that Molan was not actually kissing her, but absorbing her force and blood in her body...

"Let's go...ah..." Mo Lan seemed to struggle and spoke helplessly, but he couldn't control his temptation to blood.

Nan Wushuang met Molan's painful and entangled eyes, and his consciousness was completely unable to control his body movements.

Instead of leaving, she stretched out her hand to wrap around his waist.

Molan was stunned.

Nan Wushuang pulled her lips. Actually, she was selfish. This was the first time she and Molan had an intimate contact.

Molan wanted to let go of her, and Nan Wushuang surrounded his waist, tiptoed, leaned on his lips, and changed her to take the initiative...

Even though he was not kissing her, but wanted to absorb her force and blood in this way, she would still not leave him.

After a whisper, Nan Wushuang's body became weaker and weaker, her face was as pale as rice paper, and she faded away her blood, with a pathological beauty of down-and-out.

This kiss lasted for a long time...

Until Nan Wushuang finally collapsed into Molan's arms, until Molan absorbed enough of her force and blood, and her consciousness gradually fell asleep.

Nan Wushuang sat on the ground, her injuries were bleeding from time to time, and blood was spread all over the ground. Looking at the man unconscious in her arms, she curled her lips and smiled, and she was intimate with him for the first time...

But she is no longer innocent.

That's probably what she can do.

Seeing him gradually turning back into black, Nan Wushuang felt relieved. Was he transformed into a dark elf just now?

Is this transformation process very painful?

The door of the water prison was opened again and the witch walked in slowly.

Namurus looked at the witch.

"So warm."

"What are you doing?"

"Ha! Of course I'll take you away."

Nan Wushuang frowned.

"You are the gift I gave to Lord Molan. After he has finished enjoying it, he will naturally take you away."

Nam Wushuang looked at the witch with a cold look.

"Don't hate me so much. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have seen your sweetheart."

"What the hell do you want to do?"

"Aren't you curious about why Molan suddenly became like this?"

Nan Wushuang didn't say anything, she had guessed the rough idea in her heart.

"He is the son of the patriarch. He was originally the prince of the elf clan and the next heir to the patriarch, but after he was born, he appeared as a dark elf.

Thousands of years ago, the elves were divided into light elves and dark elves. The dark elves were dark in their minds. Relying on their strong strength, they smeared the elves everywhere, resulting in serious dissonance between the elves.

One day, the dark elves received punishment from heaven and became extinct. The elves were now under the control of the light elves, and the dark elves were regarded as unknown and disaster.
Chapter completed!