Master Bestows Medicine

Amy was very sullen now. She was actually conscious.

She had only been unconscious for a day before she regained consciousness, but her body could not move.

That day, the excessive consumption of blood had caused the magic power to become chaotic.

After a few days of rest, the magic power had gradually stabilized.

Moreover, the excess blood had also gradually been absorbed.

She felt that her level had risen to that of an ancient.

She was only one step away from becoming a servant.

If she were to absorb it again, she might be able to break through the level barrier!

She just did not know when she would regain her mobility.

Just as she was filled with thoughts, Winterson came in.

Hearing Winterson's call, she tried hard to open her eyes.

But it was no use. Her eyelids did not listen to her.

The damn man suddenly leaned over and kissed her.

She could clearly feel the warmth and softness of his lips.

Bastard! What's he going to do now?

A large hand grabbed her chest and massaged it wantonly.

Her chest changed shapes in the palm of the other person's hand.

Suddenly, two fingers pinched her nipples.

A numbness that felt like an electric shock spread through her body.

This was an unprecedented experience, and for some reason, she actually felt very excited.

Soon, the other nipple was pinched as well, and two fingers nimbly rubbed it.

The pleasure came in waves, and she could not help but cry out.

But she could not make a sound, and could only cry out in her heart. "Ahhhhhhh!"

That guy did not seem to be satisfied with this, and his lips pressed up again, and he actually stuck out his tongue.

Bastard, are you not afraid of death?

Vampires who were not in a berserk state did not have fangs, just like ordinary people.

Because Amy had lost control of her body...

She could not even keep her mouth shut.

That guy's tongue went straight into her mouth and ran around wantonly.

But soon that bastard retracted his tongue.

She heard him curse. "Damn, what a heavy smell of blood!"

"Time to brush your teeth, honey!"

Winterson reached out and picked Amy up by the waist.

After entering the bathroom, Amy was put into the bathtub.

Winterson turned on the shower and carefully wiped Amy's body with a towel.

Then he picked up a new toothbrush and brushed her teeth.

After that, he looked at the beauty lying in the bathtub.

What a perfect piece of art!

Smooth white skin, perfect facial features, swan-like neck.

Round chest, flat stomach, and the seductive triangle.

A pair of long legs are perfect curves.

Winterson could not help but hug her legs and caress them.

He could not put them down!

He did not notice that the beautiful woman's fingers moved inadvertently.

He could not help it. He was immersed in admiring his wife's moving body and could not extricate himself.

When he pushed aside her long legs, the fluff in the triangle area was so cute.

He moved his head closer, but the damn lock was still hanging there, blocking everything.

"Oh..."

It smelled so good!

Smelling the unique smell of the beauty's private parts, he couldn't help but close his eyes to enjoy it.

At this time, the beauty's eyelids trembled slightly.

It seemed that she was already showing signs of awakening.

At this time, the unaware Winterson was still moving his hands up and down, taking advantage of her.

Danger had quietly arrived!

In the vast manor.

On the second floor of the white blue-roofed villa, in the spacious and bright study.

The bookshelves on both sides of the wall were filled with all kinds of books, and the room was filled with the fragrance of books.

A beautiful middle-aged woman was sitting on a chair, elegantly drinking coffee.

She put down the cup, and seemed to think of something.

She pulled open the drawer of the desk and took out a small and exquisite paper crane.

She threw it out of the window.

The paper crane seemed to be alive, and flew straight into the blue sky.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace.

The beautiful woman withdrew her gaze and sighed.

The situation was getting worse.

There was a tide of evil spirits in some places.

The werewolves were getting restless.

They attacked the city several times.

The vampire population seemed to be expanding.

Fortunately, the situation in New York State was not too serious.

The low-level warnings were easily handled by the bureau.

The thought of taking in a born demon fighter apprentice.

Her brows relaxed again.

This was a pleasant surprise!

She lazily leaned back on the chair, picked up the book on the table, and began to flip through it.

"Master, I'm here for the magic potion."

A man's voice came from outside the door.

"Come in!" The beautiful woman said lightly.

The one who came in was Winterson, who had come to hug her thigh.

He saw the special envoy sitting on the chair wearing a set of silk pajamas.

There were two unbuttoned buttons at the collar, revealing a large area of white.

The cleavage squeezed out of his chest was so attractive.

He could not help but swallow his saliva.

This special envoy was really something else.

"Wait a moment."

The special envoy pulled open another drawer.

A few exquisitely shaped bottles were placed on the table one by one.

Inside the bottles were swaying blue potions, emitting dim light.

These were magic potions.

Magic potions were external tools to increase mana.

Carl had mentioned this before when he was teaching Winterson.

This kind of thing was very precious. An ordinary demon fighter would not be able to concoct it.

This special envoy took out several bottles at once.

Winterson had also seen this kind of potion in the lottery system.

However, the chance of drawing it was very small, and it consumed a lot of demon fighter points.

He guessed that the special envoy must have it here, but he did not expect that there would be so many.

The noble special envoy was also very generous to him.

Use it as you please!

Just come and collect it when you're done using it!

This was the most intuitive benefit of clinging to a thigh.

His current real level was a level five demon subduer.

Without the experience card, his mana was not unlimited.

Therefore, the magic potion was very important.

When she saw her disciple pick up a bit of the low-level potion that leaked out from her fingers, she smiled happily.

The beautiful woman laughed softly in her heart, and then she stretched out her delicate hand.

"Take it, and this."

"This is specially prepared for you."

"You can take it now."

In her rosy palm was a black pill.

"Oh!"

Without hesitation, Winterson reached out and took it.

When his fingertips touched the tender flesh of the beautiful woman's palm, he could not help but feel a surge of emotions in his heart.

However, he did not dare to show it on his face at all.

Only God knew if this temperamental special envoy would suddenly make a move.

Clean up the house!

"Take it quickly."

"Yes."

The pill was pitch black. If it was not for the medicinal fragrance emanating from it, he would have thought that it was a chocolate ball.

After chewing it, the sauce inside exploded, filling the mouth with a sweet fragrance.

However, when Winterson swallowed it, a dry heat instantly spread throughout his body.

His face was so red that it seemed to be on fire.

"Master... this..."

"What? This is a divine medicine that I concocted according to a secret method. It can catalyze your natural demon-subduing body!"

"Do you have any questions?"

"No, no..."

Seeing his master's serious expression, Winterson did not dare to say that there was a problem.

If he angered this lord, he would not be able to withstand a palm strike with his current strength!