Stealing the Protagonist Gongs Away in a Shou-Centered World to Have Gang S*x

Western Fantasy 13: Three Attackers Gathered Together

Western Fantasy 13: [Three Attackers Gathered Together, Tang Tang Tightened His Tail (Plot)]

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The hungry little vampire was pinched on the face by his rough big hands, and his mouth was forced to pout, with his canines pointed and sharp.

The little vampire was very happy after playing tricks on the devil who was playing tricks on people. His invisible tail was raised high, and his smug look was very attractive.

He tried hard to pull his face out, trying to break free from the devil's imprisonment, but in fact, his two eyes were turned into mosquito coils, and he really had no strength. After pulling for a long time without breaking free from the devil's hand, he simply put his face in his hand, his beautiful eyebrows were full of arrogance, and he hummed twice indistinctly.

"Damn crow, if you dare put your scalding dirty stuff into my mouth again, I promise it will leave your body!"

The demon's tail was originally caressing his calf, and the slender tail sank into the white and tender skin on his leg, leaving an erotic mark. After hearing the little vampire's vicious words, he stiffened for a moment and restrained the scale of teasing.

Oh, although it was not bitten off, Mephistopheles was still a little...

In short, it's better to restrain himself. Just as Mephistopheles finished thinking this, he heard a "boom" outside the palace that shook the earth and the whole palace shook three times.

He looked up, his dark red vertical pupils shrank slightly, and a trace of displeasure flashed across his face. Before letting go of the little vampire's face, he pinched it lightly and not too hard before getting off the luxurious big bed.

"Guests are coming."

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There was a blood moon in the sky, and the sulfur lake on the ground was emitting light. A group of red-eyed crows stood in the bone forest. The ugly hell creatures, with saliva dripping from their sharp fangs and hot air coming out of their mouths and noses, wandered aimlessly in hell.

Suddenly, a huge black fish tail appeared above the most luxurious palace in hell, and then slapped it down fiercely. With a loud "boom--", the ground was shaking.

The protective cover flickered and cracked like an eggshell. The fish tail swung over again, and the cracked protective cover separated into pieces, drifting upwards and disappearing in mid-air.

Mephisto just walked out of the palace at this time. As soon as his left foot stepped out of the door, the huge black wings behind him opened up.

Then, "bang-bang--!" Several gunshots rang out, and several bullets were fanned aside by the wings before they landed on the ground.

His dark red vertical pupils moved to Servis who was holding a gun. He smelled a scent belonging to a little vampire on him, but it was a little light. In comparison, the smell of the fish with legs was much stronger.

When the demon was looking at the mermaid and the blood hunter, the mermaid and the blood hunter were also looking at him. Not surprisingly, they smelled a very strong scent belonging to their partner/master on each other. As the saying goes, when rivals meet, they are particularly jealous. The mermaid's claws were already exposed, and the sharp nails seemed to want to tear the damn demon into pieces.

Seeing that he didn't hit anyone, Servis, who was next to him, put down the pistol with smoke coming out of the muzzle, sighed with regret, and said in a light and elegant voice.

"What a pity..."

His blond hair hung down behind him, just reaching the shoulders of his tuxedo. He was dressed in a medieval butler style, with deep and handsome features, cold green eyes, and a decent smile on his lips: "Sir Mephistopheles, I want to know where you took my little master." 

Mephistopheles' identity is easy to recognize. There are legends about him in the world. He is the best at playing with people's hearts and the worst devil in hell.

Compared with the butler's false politeness, the mermaid is more impatient and beastly.

[Crow, give my mate back to me! ]

Mephistopheles raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't expect that these two people were looking for his little bat.

He was already preparing to keep this little bat who pretended to be well-behaved. How could he tolerate someone snatching it from him?

The demon's vertical pupils are similar to those of snakes, dark red with an evil aura. He caught the sneaky little bat behind the door and held it in his arms, pinching his hand with his fingers to play with it, letting him look at the two people, whispering with a smile.

"My dear, are these two your lovers?" The devil thought for a moment and complained, "You are really a playboy..."

Tang Tang: "..."