The Fighter
Chapter 172 Recovery
Maharani gasped, his eyes unwittingly wide open as the young woman heard a thunderous loud voice coming from the scene of the battle. Without thinking long, Maharani's memory only on how Wisanggeni's condition, the young woman could not help herself. All the messages that the husband gave her did not remember anymore, the young woman immediately ran out of the inn. His eyes were poignant, tears were rushing in his eyes. With his mouth open, and hands on it, the Empress saw a black cloud over the sky, and a red color rolled the four fighting men. With her sharp eyes, the young woman could not recognize where her current husband was.
Seeing that, and remembering what Wisanggeni ordered to him, the Lion Ulung walked over to the Maharani. The beast swiped its body against the Empress's body, and the young woman lowered her face looking at the Deer Lion, Although Wisanggeni had advised, if she should flee with the beast immediately, she should, if something happens to her husband, but the young woman cannot do it. The Maharani's eyes sharply looked and tried to penetrate into the reddish-orange scroll of smoke. The hand of the Empress gently rubbed the fine feathers on the back of the Ulung Lion, as if giving a message to the beast if she could not leave her husband alone.
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In the middle of the fight
Wisanggeni opened his eyes, he looked all over his body. The heat burned his body, but the man quickly froze the bones in his body so that the pain was unable to penetrate inside. The eyes of the man looked towards the three people who were fighting him, from the corner of his mouth curved upwards seeing that the condition of the three people was worse than him.
"Uupppss.., self-separating studies. Huffttt.." Wisanggeni's lips suddenly spoke softly, and suddenly his body darted apart from the scrolls of the three people in that circle of fire.
The three people staggered, they could not control the vortex of embers that kept moving their bodies around in circles. Regardless of Wisanggeni's body from the scroll, making the vortex increasingly lighter carrying the three people. Wisanggeni smiled cynically, suddenly an idea emerged from his heart to keep the three people away from him.
Wisanggeni took the cue by bending both knees. Both of his hands made new symbols, and eyes were fixed on the three men. With a smile, Wisanggeni moved both of his hands in front of his chest, then pushed hard.
"Your Lelakumu.., do it yourself. Ajian Separation.., join the Power of Pasopati. Hufftt.." a loud shout emerged from the man's mouth. A stream of energy was clearly visible coming out from both palms of Wisanggeni, and rushing towards the vortex of embers.
"Blang.., blang... jeglarrr.." a loud bang was heard, when the study launched by Wisanggeni, hit the vortex of embers. The bodies of the three people instantly separated, and spread distancing themselves from the location of the fight.
The people who peeked and ventured to see the fight, with their gaping mouths admiring the power displayed by Wisanggeni. Unconsciously their mouths open, they smile to see the success of Wisanggeni beat three people who deliberately seek problems with him. Maharani immediately ran over to Wisanggeni who was still standing upright in the middle of the courtyard which turned into poranda. The large trees that had originally grown in that place, seemed to collide and fall to the ground.
In front of the Maharani's eyes, Wisanggeni still had time to show a smile and wave his hand. But just as the Maharani was about to touch him, Wisanggeni's strapping body suddenly collapsed to the ground. Quickly, the Empress did not care about the heat, the young woman transformed herself into the form of a purplish black dragon. His slippery skin was purple, instantly twisting and cooling the body of the fainting male in its entanglement. No longer willing to care about his image in public, which is in the mind of the Empress at this time, is what about the salvation of Wisanggeni.
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Wisanggeni slowly opened his eyes, a cold feeling wrapped around his body. The man was trying to remember the last time he remembered his memory. The man's eyes arrived wide open, his memory returning to the fight with the three middle-aged men in the front yard of the inn. Remembering the Empress, making the man flinch, and opening his eyes wide.
"The man is awake at last, thank God." The eyes on the dragon's head look at him with a glare of happiness. Seeing that gaze, Wisanggeni could not forget the gaze of his wife Maharani. Slowly the man sat himself down, and slowly the Maharani let go of his entanglement. Vaguely in front of her husband's face, the body of the Maharani dragon slowly turned into a returning girl, who was without wearing anything on her shirt.
Seeing the fresh scene before his eyes, after days of unconsciousness made something inside the man want to thrash out. The desires of the ancient man cannot be contained anymore, the man must seek impingement. Shamelessly, the man wanted to channel his passion into the human body in front of him.
"Ugh...\, aakhh.. mmm. akang.." le**nguhan and de**sahan sound regardless of the tiny lips of Maharani\, his eyes suddenly turned even more faint and there was a desire to unite there\,
Without waiting again\, Wisanggeni's right hand carved beautifully on each inch of Maharani\'s body, until the young woman screamed pleasure. Her eyes bristled with the gentle strokes and caresses her husband gave her\, and when Wisanggeni's lips sucked and sipped the small circles on her twin hills\, the voice de**mahan Maharani is getting bigger in the cave. The sound of his wife's chatter did not make the man stop\, instead spurring his enthusiasm to unite his core with the core of his wife. In a quiet realm\, deserted without any disturbance\, the two humans are wrestling\, wrestling\, and convoluted with sounds that can vibrate and moan**sang naf*su bi**rahi the people who heard it.
Wisanggeni and Maharani felt another pleasure, they were only in the quiet cave without any interference. The sensation of their blood flow, their coarse breath, chime into each other, exchanging saliva without fear of anyone peering at it.
"Akhc... Akang..., continue. uughh.." back le**nguhan out and sound sexy in Wisanggeni's ears, when his mouth again slammed and toyed with the small circle of the twin girls.
Without waiting for long, Wisanggeni suddenly stomped, and a small scream came out from the lips of the Maharani, when the two cores met and blended together. On a flat rock, Wisanggeni stood in front of his stretched body in front of him. Satisfaction and pleasure both ended with a gentle kiss on the Maharani's forehead, and the young woman just smiled to feel the might of her husband.
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