Aztec Eternals

"Jinglingling~~"

Soon, the bell rang lightly, and a gust of fragrant wind hit, and the atmosphere in the stone hall changed instantly, becoming a little more ambiguous and charming.

More than twenty young and graceful uneven snake bodies, wearing only silver bracelets and foot bells, stuck to all the great nobles present. On their delicate faces, there are seductive expressions of coldness, enthusiasm, fear, grief, resignation, or obedience. At this moment, whether they like it or not, they dance hard to please the Mexica nobles who conquered them.

"Sacrificing the descendants of the ancient enemies and enjoying their wives and daughters is the joy of victory and conquest! As long as the god king leads us to one victory after another! The tigers of Mexica will keep their heads down. Obey the king's order! No matter how harsh such an order is."

The mountain patriarch Izel stroked his chin with a dignified expression and a pensive expression on his face. However, after only a few breaths, his chin and the back of his hand were licked by the slippery tenderness. The sound of light breathing gradually descends, and the softness and smoothness also swim away together. The young mountain patriarch suddenly trembled, his palms shrank, and his figure shook slightly.

"Haha! We Mexica people place the most emphasis on abstinence, patience and restraint! And right now, it is the cloud snake, the old enemy, to challenge the warriors of the alliance and find the weakness of the tiger!"

Reed patriarch Xintel laughed loudly, and tore off the robe on his upper body, revealing the tattoo of a tiger between the reeds on his chest. Soon, the four fragrant, soft and warm snakes surrounded the looming tiger's body, twisting up and down and biting.

"Hey! I want to see which fierce tiger it is today that can sit cross-legged without gritting its teeth! It has withstood the test of the cloud snake for the longest time and won the glorious victory witnessed by the Lord God!"

Hearing such words, the hall was instantly quiet, only the dancing silver bell of the snake body and the moving low panting were left. Several great nobles gritted their teeth and endured, their spines straightened, and they tried their best to sit cross-legged. And the soft snake's body is getting deeper and deeper, constantly probing, exploring the tiger's weakness.

"The jaguar rules the kingdom, occupies the throne, and is never afraid of the cloud snake's provocation. So, what is the weakness of the Mexica tiger?"

The mountain patriarch Izel lowered his eyes, tried to divert his thoughts, and diverted his attention from the fiery touch and warm scent. At this moment, his feelings were unprecedentedly keen, and he was alienated from reality, thinking about people who shouldn't be thinking.

"Is age the tiger's weakness?."

"Cough! I, an old man, don't have the pleasure of enjoying this kind of fun for a grown-up man."

After a while, Yuyan Elder Mitou shook his head, and was the first to struggle to stand up from the snake body. Most of the robe on his body has been torn off at this time, revealing his still strong body.

The nobles of the Alliance, unlike the decadent Cholula nobles, have maintained a tradition of military training from youth to old age. Even though Elder Mitou is in his fifties, his body is still strong and he can respond normally. However, at his age, he cherishes his body even more, fears death, and is unwilling to indulge and squander like a young man. Therefore, Elder Mitou just stayed for a while, then got up and left.

"Even if he's over fifty, he's still a strong tiger. King Avet's age of forty isn't his weakness!"

The mountain patriarch Izel shook his head, and glanced lightly at a mature noble woman who was reluctantly serving beside him. This noble lady is graceful and graceful, and she is also a bit older. Although she is full of mature charm, the corners of her eyes are hard to hide.

A noble female captive like this is the most loved and even obsessed by the little nobles and warriors. But Izel has been a great nobleman of the alliance for several years, and has already passed the stage of panic. At this moment, he remained motionless, muttering to himself.

"Then, the tiger's weakness...is its children?"

In the main hall, foot bells rang, panting for breath, and there were also rustling rubbings. The nobles gritted their teeth, their breathing gradually became heavy, and their eyes became fierce. Another moment passed, but faint shouts came from outside the hall.

"Father? Father? The Lord God has given me glory, don't stop me! I want to find my father, is he drunk?"

Hearing the shouts outside the hall, Spruce patriarch Hochkalo's expression changed and he stood up in a hurry. He pulled on his robe twice to cover his body, and apologized to the rest of them.

"Ha, witness of the Lord God! My eldest son is not yet an adult, and I have never seen such a scene of conquest and singing. I have to say goodbye first! Patriarch Xintel, thank you for your hospitality today, and I will definitely host a banquet another day. please!"

"Haha! Hochkalo, you really cherish your eldest son! He is eighteen or nineteen years old, and he has never been exposed to joyful songs. Are you trying to train him to be a strong jaguar warrior? Huh! Hiss!"

Xiajin patriarch Pacho blushed, panting and laughing. Reed leader Xintel smiled and nodded to Yunshan leader. Hochkalo hurried out of the hall, and before going out, he straightened his robe and hair before going to see his eldest son.

"Huh! I heard that the spruce patriarch Hochkalo attaches great importance to his eldest son and carefully cultivates him. This time, he brought his eldest son to the capital to participate in the ceremony. He should want the king to see him and bring him closer. When he goes After the Kingdom of God, the seat of Yunshan Patriarch must be passed on to the eldest son! Damn it, this biting snake girl!"

Pacho, the leader of the Xiajin clan, was so shocked that he almost bit his tongue. The mountain patriarch Izel glanced at it and chuckled softly. Reed patriarch Xintel raised his brows and waved his big hand, and there was another young snake girl with her head down, leaning against the mountain patriarch.

"Izel, you haven't tested enough, so add more burdens to you!"

"Ha! Pacho, you are really hissing!"

Izel closed her eyes and straightened her spine, ignoring the ups and downs of warm feelings, and tried her best to get her thoughts back on track.

"Hochcarlo values ​​the eldest son, and wants to inherit the Spruce family. And the king also values ​​His Royal Highness, and wants to inherit the power of the Mexica Alliance. Although His Royal Highness is growing up day by day, His Royal Highness has great martial arts skills and has tens of thousands of troops, which is already difficult to shake! Your Highness is also the king's greatest help in fighting for the alliance. As long as the king does not lose his mind, he will not rashly change the heir."

"The tiger's weakness is not its children! At least within a few years, even if there is such a trend, it is absolutely impossible!"

Izel's thoughts fluttered, thinking of His Royal Highness Shulot, who had received the divine revelation, he pursed his lips in fear. Shulot was brave and resolute, swept away the nobles of Tarasco, and continued to conquer everywhere without losing a single battle. If it was replaced by such a character and inherited the Mexica Alliance, how much would the situation of the great nobles be changed?

"Your Highness is brave and good at fighting, but the king is slightly inferior. Then, the tiger's weakness...is it not brave enough?"

"Hey! Damn Snake Girl, I want you to know how powerful the Mexica tiger is!"

The brave Xiajin patriarch, Paqiao, let out a tiger roar, and couldn't bear the heat all over his body anymore, and stood up abruptly. His eyes were red, his face was also flushed, his whole body was swollen, and his robe was long gone, like peeled corn.

"Brave tigers, one person has to pick three!"

The strong Xiajin patriarch stretched out his arms, carried two snake girls on his left and right shoulders, and hugged one in his arms, showing amazing courage. Regardless, he carried the three of them on his shoulders and strode into the back room of the side hall. Then, the violent roar of the tiger overwhelmed all the humming and poured into the ears of the last two people.

"Hiss! Chief Pacho is so brave! He is indeed one of the best warriors in Xiajin City-State!"

The mountain patriarch Izel gasped, surprised and praised. He had heard of Pacho's patriarch's prestige since he was a child, and he knew that the other party was not only brave, but also a good commander. However, such a warrior general, in front of the king who is not brave, can only stay humble and obey his orders.

"The alliance established the country by force, and the nobles have been promoted by military merits, which has lasted for more than a hundred years! There is no shortage of commanders who are good at fighting, and there is no shortage of heroic warriors."

"The king's servants, His Royal Highness Shulot is good at leading the crowd, and the giant bear Stanley is the champion of the whole army. Veteran Cassar is a senior commander, and the last month Iscari is a surprisingly brave general. Chilto, they are all up-and-coming captains of the royal family, with equal emphasis on loyalty and ability.”

Izel lowered her head and fell into deep thought. He never had the guts or the ambition to make an enemy of the king. But the king forced him to think, to find the tiger's weakness.

"The royal family has brave generals and warriors, and the states have heroes and heroes who come to conquer the world for the king! Therefore, the weakness of the tiger is not that it is not brave enough. Because most of the time, he does not need to take action himself."

"So, what exactly is the tiger's weakness?"

Izel stretched out his hand, looked at the snake girl who was bowing her head to serve, and stroked the side face that seemed to be weeping, with an inexplicably familiar face. He suppressed the irritability and desire in his heart, and looked at the remaining Patriarch Reed. The reed patriarch also gritted his teeth, staring at the patient Izel.

"You, go! Serve him well, and be with him!"

The head of the Reed clan gave an order in a low voice, and another young and beautiful snake girl fell on the ground and slowly crawled in front of Izel. She came to Izel's feet, raised her head, looked at the young patriarch with a charming smile, stuck out her tongue, and licked her pink lips.

"My lord, my sister and I will serve you together."

Hearing this, Izel was startled. He looked at the familiar face of Snake Girl, then turned his head and looked at the same young cheek where the palm was touching.

"Eh? The two of them are twin sisters?"

Reed patriarch Sintel smiled, first nodded to confirm, then shook his head slightly and laughed.

"Haha! Izel, they are the snake daughters of the Glory family, the most beloved wife and daughter of the Lord of the Oak Tree! It was with great difficulty that I got them from my old friend Iscari."

"Old friend Iscari?"

Hearing this, Izel's eyes flashed. He never knew that Xintel, the head of the reed clan, had a good relationship with Iscari, a branch of the royal family. However, the great aristocrats who inherited the ancient kingdom have all married with the nobles of various royal families for generations, and they are secretly connected with each other. Although the nobles of the royal family obey the king's orders, they absolutely cannot cut off the connection with the great nobles.

Izel's thoughts turned, and he vaguely grasped something, but couldn't see it clearly. It wasn't until the breathing in his ear suddenly became disordered that he moved in surprise and opened his mouth.

"They? Wife and daughter?"

"Yes! It's the three of them"

"Ah? Lord God!"

Izel stared wide-eyed, paused for a few breaths, and then woke up. He stretched out his hand, pulled the mature lady beside him, held her sad and angry cheek, and stared at the dodging eyes.

"This! This appearance"

A hot current rose in Izel's heart in an instant, like a bursting flame, devouring the remaining sanity. With red eyes, he looked at the two girls kneeling on the ground, and carefully looked at their faces.

"Ah! Really, really similar! Three wives and daughters of the Glory family! Ah! Conquer! Conquer them! Fight for the Lord God!"

The raging fire finally ignited the young mountain patriarch, burned out his reason, and turned him into a beast that obeyed instinct. With a loud roar, he completely lost his self-control, and pushed the mature lady to the ground in front of the two young girls.

At the moment when he lost his mind, only one last thought flashed through Izel's mind, but it was enlightened and enlightened.

"Ah! I see! I see!"

"The tiger's weakness is the uncontrollable desire to conquer! The stronger he is, the more he desires to conquer, and he expands more and more until he exceeds the limit of endurance, just like this moment!"

"That's why! I should have been patient and submissive until that day came! Roar again! Roar!"

A low roar erupted in the stone palace. The reed patriarch laughed loudly, showing a winner's smile. He glanced playfully at the lost Izel, stood up, and left with a few obedient snake girls.

"Haha! What a young guy, how could you win me over in my manor? Tsk tsk! The desire to conquer is really the instinct of the Mexican tiger. But in other people's territory, if you can't restrain your instinct, you must Weaknesses will be exposed! Haha!."

A few cardinals were jubilant, circling the noisy rooftops, chirping. A majestic golden eagle spread its wings and suddenly fell from the sky. Amidst the terrified neighing of the cardinals, the golden eagle rushed to the lake and grabbed the big fish in the lake. Then, it sang "Yo Yo" twice, disdaining to take a look at the birds, then circled up and flew to the southwest sky~