Chapter 361

As the guards cleaning the floor left, only Morgan and Saigo were left in the entire hall.

After there were no outsiders, Morgan sighed softly. She took off the black veil hanging on her face with her white hands, and looked at Xixiang with a pair of cold eyes full of tenderness.

"The way you moved your hand just now made me embarrassed in front of these goblins."

Morgan said softly, with a slight smile on his lips.

"Then what do you want to do?"

Xixiang raised his eyebrows and said pretending to be wary.

Morgan smiled without making a sound. Her delicate body leaned back on the throne and raised her slender legs.

The long boots covering Morgan's jade legs slowly faded away, revealing a pair of beautiful legs as white as jade and with skin as smooth as gelatin.

Her complexion is snow-white, her feet are slender and soft, and her feet are lifted up by the snow. She has a frivolous Xixiang chin, and her faint fragrance is like orchid or musk.

Morgan's cheeks were as before, with a touch of coldness and arrogance. She made a gesture of inviting you to enter the urn, and said seductively to Xixiang:

"... Now I have to fulfill my duties as a wife, do you also have to fulfill your duties as a husband, my love?"

Xixiang looked at the surrounding environment. This was the royal palace where Morgan met his ministers. He raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "... right here?"

"Or do you want to change places?"

Morgan said with a smile.

"No, I think it's just fine here."

Xixiang took a step forward and embraced the witch's alluring grace.

Chapter 48 Let me please you as a queen

Morgan leaned lazily in Xixiang's arms. Her complicated court dress was casually thrown under the throne, and she was only covered with a thin veil.

Through the translucent gauze, you can see Morgan's flawless white back. Her back forms a perfect arc, which is moving and heart-rending.

Xixiang gently hugged Morgan's soft waist. Her skin was delicate and could be broken by blows, like a piece of warm and soft jade.

Morgan's head was buried in Xixiang's heart. After a long time, she raised her head slightly, her eyes full of charm, a pair of ice-crystal eyes that seemed to be filled with blurred tenderness and seemed to have no focus.

The platinum-blonde bangs were tightly attached to Her Majesty's forehead, dripping with sweat and refreshing.

Xixiang couldn't help but raise his hand, gently brushing the hair from her forehead with his fingers, and looked into her cold eyes, showing a gentle smile.

Morgan regained her emotions at this time. She exhaled softly, opened her thin lips and said, "...after four thousand years, I have finally fulfilled my responsibilities as a wife."

Under the soft tulle, Morgan's straight and slender legs are curved with graceful curves.

Xixiang admired the beauty that only he could see, and enjoyed the joy brought by the witch. He said softly: "...You just take this kind of responsibility too seriously, and that's why you are so tired, Morgan."

"...Why do you have to blame yourself? This is not your fault. Even if there is any fault, it is mine, because for the past four thousand years, I have been rejecting you."

Morgan supported her snow-white chin with both hands. She lay on Xixiang, still like an ice spring in the snow-capped mountains, and said in an elegant tone: "...it will make you refuse, which will only make me feel that I have lost my status as a woman." The charm.”

"...As a wife, if you are unable to make your husband act impulsive, that is your failure as a wife and it is your responsibility."

Xixiang smiled helplessly. He hugged the witch who was as beautiful as a fairy and deeply in love with him in his arms. He rested his chin on her shoulder and said, "...Is that why you learned so many tricks?"

"You're happy, aren't you?"

The corners of Morgan's mouth turned up, half-smiling.

Xixiang thought about it carefully, nodded and said: "...Well, I'm very happy. You are learning these things to please me."

"...As the Winter Queen of Britain, I am very happy to be able to please His Majesty Morgan."

Morgan couldn't help but burst out laughing when he heard Xixiang's exaggerated words. Only when she was in front of Xixiang could she have such complex and changeable emotions, and she would smile and coquettishly like a woman.

In front of outsiders, she will always be the lonely and arrogant queen, the witch who will always look down on all living beings indifferently with her emotionless eyes.

"My husband, don't think that I don't know what you have been thinking about. It seems that my status as the Queen of Britain has given you unimaginable impulses."

"...Sure enough, men are such existences. I should have known this long ago as I have the memory of pan-human history."

"But I won't be angry, and I won't blame you. You are just satisfying your male desires."

"...Four thousand years of companionship, four thousand years of support and help, is a confession that is more trustworthy than any words."

"My husband, I don't care about this so-called throne. If I can use this status as a source of happiness to please you, I am willing to do so."

"...What I care about is this island and country called Britain. Now, you are among the people I care about."

"So, please don't make it difficult for me, okay? I don't want to make a painful choice."

At this time, Morgan had no sense of superiority like being condescending in front of fairies and killing coldly.

Instead, she showed her weakness and loneliness like a little girl, just like the occasional bitter look when she was the savior.

Of course Saigo could understand the meaning of Morgan's words.

She was afraid that one day Saigo would betray her and then ask her to choose between Britain and Saigo.

That will make her suffer and make her sad, just like Morgan in the history of pan-humanity, eventually leading to a desperate ending.

Stupid men will force a woman to choose herself and her most important things, in order to verify whether this woman loves him the most.

A smart man will not let a woman make any choices, but will let her get everything she wants.

"I will accompany you along with the land beneath my feet. You are the king of Britain and the lord of the British island."

"...Only this will not change. No matter what happens in the future, I will support you, just like in the past four thousand years!"

Xixiang held Morgan's jade hand, slowly lifted it up and kissed it gently with a gentle voice.

Morgan is a queen after all. At this time, she has gathered her thoughts and said softly: "...I believe in you, my husband, and I can only believe in you."

She took a deep breath, stood up from the throne, and cleaned up the mess on the floor.

After a while, Morgan was fully dressed again, and her perfect body was covered up by the complicated palace dress.

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However, Morgan did not put on the veil. She just walked back to Xixiang and sat next to him. She supported the throne with one hand and looked at the huge hole behind the throne.

Seeing this scene, Xixiang sighed: "...In order to fight against the catastrophes and self-destruction mechanisms brewed by the evil spirits, is it really worth it for you to lose your freedom like this?"

This throne is a magic prop that connects the spiritual veins of the entire Britain to the command spells engraved on the fairies.

Only here can Morgan mobilize the power of the entire Britain for his own use, and construct these powers into Camelot's unfailing castle and the holy spears.

Only here could Morgan suppress the disaster and prevent the Naraku insect from being born.

The price Morgan paid was freedom. She could not leave the confines of the throne or the throne room.

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It is a great irony that the island that Morgan saved has become a place where the goblins who are the culprits live.

Morgan sacrificed so much for this.

"You know, it's worth it to me."

The Queen of Winter withdrew her eyes from looking at the big pothole, and looked at Xixiang with cold and gentle eyes.

"Then wait another two thousand years. If you wait another two thousand years, I will definitely free you."

Xixiang thought for a moment and said slowly.

Two thousand years later, Xixiang will be able to restore the power of the five spiritual powers, which is almost half of the combat power of Zoroastrianism in the past, except for the two gods of good and evil.

By then there will be no need for this world to exist, and Saigo's purpose has been achieved.

Of course Saigo will help Morgan to remove the British island from this world. As for the destruction of the planet and the chain reaction of world crisis this will cause, that has nothing to do with Saigo.

All he cared about was Morgan, nothing more.

Morgan has always known that her husband, this seemingly ordinary human magician, is anything but ordinary. He hides too many secrets.

How could an ordinary human magician easily use spiritual energy to transfer back to the past world?

However, Morgan has never inquired about Xixiang's secrets. She believes that Xixiang will tell her everything when the time comes.

"But after this, there is something I need you to do on my behalf."

Morgan spoke up at this time.

"What's up?"

Xixiang asked subconsciously, but after asking, he was thoughtful: "...you mean Bawanxi?" Jiu.

Chapter 49 Save Bavanshi!

Bavanshi, this name is absolutely impossible for Morgan to forget.

That was the only light that Morgan had in her four thousand years as the savior, the last hope she had for the ugly goblins.

Ever since he first met Bavanshi and saw that Bavanshi was tortured by those cruel goblins in order to help him, even his limbs were chopped off, Morgan has gone to look for the next reincarnation of Bavanshi several times.

However, the land of Britain is too big, and Morgan cannot live in the same era as the next generation of Bavanshi every time he is active.

Therefore, the probability of encountering a specific goblin in this vast sea of ​​people is really low.

Although Morgan found Bavanshi several times during this long period of time, she was a step too late every time, watching the always kind goblin being treated badly by other goblins until he died miserably.

Seeing that even if "370" was on the verge of death, she would still smile at Morgan, try her best to help her, and even feel sad that she couldn't help Morgan more.

Every time he met that goblin, Morgan was moved.

Morgan rarely sheds tears, but in the case of Bavanshi, Morgan once shed his tears for her.

Sometimes Morgan also wonders whether this is fate, which is why she is always so slow and never really saves the kind fairy.

"No matter what kind of abuse she encounters, even if she is hated by everyone, even if her body is tortured by everyone, even if her limbs are cut off, even if she can only hide in pain in a deserted place, waiting for her blood to drain out, and she will die. ”

"...But she has never been resentful. Even for such treatment, she has never hated anyone. Instead, she blames herself and feels that everything is her fault."

Lying on the throne, Morgan no longer had the cold look of the queen in the past. Her expression was as gentle as water, with a faint nostalgia and heartbreaking regret in her eyes.

"From Bavanshi, I saw what the fairies in pan-human history should be like."

"... So-called fairies should like to play pranks but have no malice. They are kind and innocent. Otherwise, fairies would not all go to the inner sea of ​​stars and hide in that courtyard."

Morgan sighed and was very angry for the ugly fairies in Britain.

The "Innocent people can pass" on the gate of Camelot is a necessary condition for entering the fairy paradise Avalon.

In pan-human history, all fairies finally returned to Avalon, which shows that the fairies in pan-human history are all innocent.

Those fairies cannot be as treacherous and unrepentant as the fairies in the fairy kingdom of Britain.

The fairies there are all as gentle and kind as Bawanshi, and they always forgive everyone.

"The saddest thing is that Bawanshi, a kind fairy, lives in this country full of malice."

"... I want to create a brand new country for her, where everyone treats her kindly, but I know I can't do it at all. If those fairies knew how to repent, there would not be no change in twelve thousand years."

"So I can only squeeze these fairies and use their lives to pay for the sins they have committed as much as possible."

"... I wanted to continue looking for Bawanshi, hoping that I would be lucky enough to catch up with her one time and save her before she was killed by those fairies."

"But now I don't have this ability. I have to watch over the whole of Britain on this throne. It is impossible to leave this tower to find her."

"... But if I don't find her, it will be my lifelong regret."

Morgan leaned against Xixiang's side, and the faint orchid fragrance came to his nose, making Xixiang's heart seem to calm down.

Xixiang gently embraced Morgan's slender body, one hand fell on her white and slender legs, her skin was tender and smooth like milk.

The meaning of Morgan's words was obvious, and Xixiang could certainly hear what she wanted to say.

"Then leave it to me with confidence. As a queen, you can't be willful anymore, so leave the willful work to me, and I will find Bawanxi for you."

"... Although Britain is big and there are many fairies, Morgan, you can trust me to find her for you."

Xixiang played with Morgan's delicate and small jade feet like works of art, and said softly.

"Of course I believe you, but if you find her this time, please tell Bawanxi that she should live more cruelly. This sinful land of Britain cannot accommodate a kind fairy like her."

"...Only by being cruel, even if she is hated by everyone, can she survive in this land. I cannot create such an ideal and peaceful country for her. This is my dereliction of duty. All I can do is teach her how to survive."

Morgan closed her beautiful eyes slightly, feeling sad for her powerlessness.. 0

Even if she possesses a powerful force that can destroy this land called Britain and the countries outside called the Lostbelt.