Theresa''s words, the whole harem is full of fog.


    Princess a Xia frowned slightly, pursed her cherry mouth, and seemed to be thinking about something.


    But soon, a glimmer of light under her eyes was enveloped by the dense fog of ecstasy.


    "Theresa, what are you talking about? Why don''t we understand?"


    Princess a Xia touched her forehead and murmured, "it must be the black magic in your body. Haven''t you got rid of it yet?"


    "... hell!"


    Theresa wanted to scream.


    But it didn''t fit her face and identity.


    "I mean, we girls must have self-respect and self love. We need our daughters to be self-improvement. There''s no need to live with men and think about how to please men all day long."


    Theresa finally could not help but waved her fist and said, "we are an adventure group, right? We are going to the bloody demon world. All these are very good, but the mission of so many sisters in the mercenary group is not just to" dedicate "ourselves to Lord Black Jack, which is ridiculous!


    "Sister Natasha, you used to be a mercenary commander. I believe you were not like this at that time, were you? We can take risks by ourselves, monster, we can fight by ourselves, prince or princess, and we can save by ourselves. We can solve all the physiological needs of the sisters by ourselves - well, Lord Black Jack is busy every day. He must be very tired. Let''s let him have a good sleep, don''t disturb him, and then solve it by ourselves! "


    Theresa gasped, her hands on her knees.


    Damn it, this body is so tired and excited.


    He felt that the hormone secretion in his body was like a whirlpool of frenzy, and she wanted to cry again.


    Bei teeth gently biting the vermilion lips, she resisted the crystal in her eyes, looking forward to the sisters of Hougong group.


    The girls looked at each other, and there was a huge silence in the air.


    "You know what I mean?"


    Teresa asked cautiously.


    "I don''t understand."


    Hera the Dragon Girl and Natasha the head of the maid shook her head at the same time.


    Then, with a wave of their hands, the girls gathered again like zombies, holding up their delicate hands and sending Teresa directly to Black Jack''s tent.


    "Hey, hey, you let me go, let others go, don''t be so rude, whimper..."


    Theresa''s tears, very disheartened to flow out.


    All she felt was a whirl, and she was thrown into a big, fluffy, cloud covered bed.


    By the standards of camping in the wild, this tent is a luxury.


    The floor was covered with woolen blankets, tapestries and embroidery were hung around, and hundreds of candles mixed with special spices were lit on the exquisite wooden shelves. A strong fragrance, which could not be dissolved, circled in the air.


    Black Jack was wearing a black silk nightgown as thin as cicada wings.


    The perfect body is presented to Theresa in a soul stirring way, which makes her feel blind.


    "Is there any mistake?"


    Theresa yelled from the bottom of her heart, "does this guy want to be so coquettish when he runs to the fallen forest and the bloody world to take risks with such luxurious tents, velvet beds and hundreds of candles? Is he out to take risks or to pick up girls? "


    If you think about it, this guy might be a professional girl, taking risks by the way.


    However, thanks to his ability, he was able to deceive so many beautiful girls of different races and occupations. They were all loyal to him and had no regrets. They took risks with him and helped him carry so many tools to pick up girls. They helped him to pick up girls. The whole harem group was so harmonious.


    In those days, when I was still the "king of Xinghai cannon", I once dominated the universe, swept the Empire, possessed thousands of girls, and regarded myself as a saint of love.


    I never thought that the lost magic world, the emerald continent, the doomsday mountains and the fallen forest would be a little inferior to Jack thunder.


    It''s so angry that people compare with each other!


    Black Jack didn''t know what Teresa was thinking.


    He filled two glasses of wine and let the enchanting aroma escape.


    "Eric, amoeba, is a real court magician of the past. He has some taste in fine wine."


    Black Jack smiles, carries the wine, and walks over to Theresa. "This" lion''s heart "has been hoarded for at least a hundred years. It''s very rare in the market. It''s said that it can greatly enhance the five senses of the human race, especially the touch.


    "Honey, you look a little nervous. Do you want to have a try? I''m sure that after you finish drinking, even the gentle touch of a feather under your body can stir up a storm in your heart."


    Black Jack''s handsome face, emerged a natural and ambiguous smile.


    Theresa was staring at him, and suddenly, covering her mouth with her hands, she retched again.


    Black Jack''s smile solidified, split and disappeared.


    "I''m sorry, people''s condition today is really not very good."


    Theresa said sincerely, "it''s probably that I''ve been in Eric''s magic tower for too long, and I''m slightly influenced by the dark magic. Anyway, people are disgusted at everything, especially men. The more handsome men are, the more disgusting they are. If you come here again, people may spit your bloody head. That''s not good, right?"


    Black Jack narrowed his eyes. Although he stopped, the light under his eyes was more gloomy and intense.


    "You''re special."


    Black Jack drank his cup of "lion''s heart blood" in one gulp. The wine, which was as red as blood, meandered along the loose collar and flowed to his chest. It outlined his strong and full chest muscles and showed his explosive masculinity. It was like a storm, which was enough to topple all the female creatures in the magical world.


    Theresa responded with another bout of severe retching.


    It''s not hypocritical. It''s really physiological nausea. It makes me cry.


    "You are so... Different, my miss Theresa."


    Black Jack looked at her with great interest. He didn''t feel unhappy about her refusal. Instead, he was full of the excitement of "matchmaker." when I first met you, I was only attracted by your unparalleled beauty, but after a short half day''s contact, I found that your mysterious soul seemed more fascinating than your appearance. Theresa, my Theresa, What kind of girl are you? I can''t wait to open your heart and see who you really are. "


    "Believe me, you''d better not open other people''s hearts."


    Theresa said sincerely, "otherwise, you will regret it."