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Huang Cheng wanted to pull away and resist, but a pulling sensation from the area below his waist made his movements weak.
Perhaps because she was afraid of hurting Huang Cheng, Yaer decided to use another method, which she learned online.
The method comes from a forum, which is said to be filled with weird big sisters.
Then Ya'er directly pressed Huang Cheng's wrists with one hand.
And he licked his dark blue lips, smiling like a flower, but his eyes were very aggressive.
"With your strength, are you sure you can restrain me? You and your race make me feel ridiculous." Huang Cheng mocked mercilessly.
At this time, a certain scorpion thought that the god in front of him was still the same as Ursus, not very powerful.
But I didn't expect that Ya'er could hang up Scorpion and beat him with her strength alone.
He raised his hands outwards hard, trying to break away from Ya'er's hand.
But after struggling for more than 5 minutes, he still felt that nothing had changed.
Move a millimeter at most.
what's the situation? When did she become so strong?
Looking up, I met those charming eyes again.
There is a plan hidden in those eyes.
Ya'er, what do you want to do?
"What do you think? My love, what do you think you can do when a man and a woman are alone in the same room?"
Ya'er climbed onto the bed in her pajamas and began to face Huang Cheng.
But Huang Cheng still felt that his whole body could not exert any strength. It was obvious that the outcome was doomed.
I feel so wronged...Why am I always the weak one?
When can I pick up my dignity!
Huang Cheng's eyes filled with grievance as he thought about it.
Seeing the very aggrieved Huang Cheng in front of her, Ya'er was a little at a loss.
"Stop crying. At worst, I'll be gentler later? Don't worry, it won't be the same as what Ceria did that day. I'm a gentle god."
Before Huang Cheng could say anything, Ya'er had already kissed him.
expressed his determination.
Knowing that the little scorpion could not escape no matter what tonight, he could only succumb to the majesty of the gods.
At this moment he seemed like a true Kjerag disciple.
At this time, Little Scorpion could really understand what the people of Kjerag said.
Jeragond is above...
But the soundproofing of the hospital doesn't seem to be very good... The strange noises made by the two men woke up a sleeping shark.
Chapter 390 Micro and Macro
It was a brutal war.
Countless warriors wearing white clothes and armor died fighting in this gloomy environment.
Freshly born from two military camps, they are full of yearning for life.
A little golden light on the helmet seemed to reflect their status.
The tail behind them also decorates their extraordinary appearance.
Since their birth from the two military camps, they have been assigned the mission of continuing the bloodline of the Creator.
They were conceived from the sacred cradle of the Creator, and came to the outside world through a distance that could be said to be unobstructed.
But as soon as they exited the door, they encountered the first hurdle in their lives.
A heavy red rain fell in the sky, and the red rain directly took away some of the brothers who were like brothers.
It dyed their white armor red, but they couldn't stop there.
But the Creator did not have no way to protect them. On the road to the end, the Creator used a long transport spacecraft to send them to the target location safely.
But the real battle begins now.
The terrifying giant beast opened its abyssal maw and actually attacked the Creator's creation.
He actually swallowed the transport vehicle in one gulp.
Countless elite soldiers suddenly lost their position, but the Creator firmly protected his transport spacecraft from being lost due to the attack of the giant beast.
But how could the weak Creator defeat the powerful behemoth?
Under the persistent bite of the giant beast, the very sturdy opening for transportation was forced open.
Falling into the hungriest place of this giant beast from the snowfield, but this is also an opportunity for this group of soldiers.
Spurred on by the beast, the Creator speeds up the training of white soldiers in his two camps.
More and more loyal soldiers who are unwilling to give up join the battlefield.
But in the end, the ability is not as good as the sky.
Still failed.
The soldier only aroused the beast's sadistic feelings even more.
The behemoth's attack became more and more fierce.
The Creator is gradually losing ground, but all the soldiers understand.
The Creator is no match for this ferocious beast.
So they have only one purpose.
Pass on the source of your life to the deepest part of this giant beast.
Defeat the enemy in one fell swoop!
Even if they don't know it's basically impossible.
They passed through narrow caves and across forests woven by countless tentacles.
But fortunately, the Creator's spaceship still escorted them to the last moment.
The spaceship crashed through the beast's fragile door.
Countless soldiers rushed out, but they were not discovered.
This giant beast showed a cunning smile.
When the soldiers reacted, the spacecraft was already out of their hands.
Even the Creator no longer has the ability to recover the spacecraft, and the control of the spacecraft is in the hands of the giant beast.
From that moment on, the Creator no longer had any ability to resist.
What's even sadder is.
After another very arduous journey, only a few of the countless white soldiers survived.
When they came to the sacred circular castle with their life codes in hand.
They were desperate. The moment they came into contact with the castle, the white soldiers knew a piece of information.
The life code cannot be matched, and the soldiers in white are naturally unable to continue the life bloodline of creation.
They knelt down helplessly in front of the castle. It turned out that they were not even qualified to enter from beginning to end.
O Creator.
What kind of monster are you facing?
Are we all victims? Can't you send us to where you should send us?
Why is this?
Some people want to convey the message to their companions behind them, but this is a journey with no return.
Information is one-way here.
In the end, the number of people piled up, and white corpses filled the space.
But the castle could never be knocked, even if the circular castle was filled with white corpses, it could never be entered.
The giant beasts greedily sucked their nutrients.
The white soldiers are just His nourishment.
Since some armies took the right path, the behemoth changed its strategy later.
This caused a large number of soldiers to take a detour and take a completely different path from their predecessors.
But it is just divided into up and down, one leads to high places and the other leads to low places.
The white soldier leading to the heights fell into the highly acidic liquid without any warning.
The white soldiers wailed in the acid pool, full of unwillingness.
Logically speaking, they shouldn't be here, this is not their destination.
There is no road to that sacred pilgrimage...
Their bodies are not supposed to be broken down here.
The plunder of the giant beasts continued, and the god-like He seemed not to know how tired he was.
The Creator is played with like a toy.
Let the giant beast roam freely on his body.
Slowly, the two military camps of the Creator did not have any power to produce new soldiers.
This declares a fact.
The Creator was utterly defeated.