Two Worlds: Snickers Bars for Cow Maids

"No...in the car..." She protested softly, but her voice became soft and weak because of her emotions, and instead sounded like an invitation.

"It's okay, no one can see it." Zhang Luan whispered in her ear, and his warm breath sprayed on her sensitive earlobe, causing her to tremble slightly.

His hands became bolder and the strength of kneading increased a bit. His fingertips sometimes gently drew circles on her most sensitive parts, and sometimes wrapped his entire palm around that soft area, skillfully arousing her desire.

Lin Xiao bit her lower lip, trying to suppress the moan that was about to burst out. She felt a warm current surge from deep in her lower abdomen, and her whole body seemed to melt in his arms.

"Don't... Zhang Luan... We're... in the car..." She panted, trying to regain some sanity, but her body's reaction was completely out of control. "Ivy is in the front..."

Just then, a chuckle came from the front row, interrupting the two people's affection.

"It seems your new assistant isn't quite up to the job yet." Ivy's voice came through the speaker, her tone clearly mocking and provocative. "Why don't I do it? Let her drive."

Her eyes met Zhang Luan's through the rearview mirror, and a teasing smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. "I promise to make you scream out in pleasure!"

Ivy's provocation ignited a fire in Lin Xiao's heart. The latter never liked to show weakness in competition, especially when facing this woman who was also an agent.

A sense of unwillingness to admit defeat surged in her heart, making her forget her shyness and concerns.

"Really?" Lin Xiao raised his eyebrows and looked directly at Ivy's provocative eyes in the rearview mirror.

She slowly raised her hand and unbuttoned her uniform one by one under Zhang Luan's surprised gaze.

As her slender fingers moved, her snow-white skin gradually became apparent until the light pink bra was revealed, half covering her breasts.

"I can do that too." Her voice was soft but firm. "Just drive your car well!"

Lin Xiao turned around, faced Zhang Luan, held his cheeks with both hands, and lowered her head to kiss his lips.

This kiss was no longer as passive as before, but carried a strange initiative and passion. The tip of her tongue boldly explored his mouth, entangled with him teasingly.

Zhang Luan was obviously shocked by her action, but more of a pleasant surprise. His strong arms tightly embraced her slender waist, and his other hand reached into her half-open collar, gently lifting her bra and completely releasing that soft mass.

"Hmm..." Lin Xiao let out a soft moan under his touch, and her body trembled slightly involuntarily.

Zhang Luan's big hands are completely

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Covering her chest, his fingertips kneaded the elastic mass, sometimes gently and sometimes a little harder, with just the right strength.

His lips left her mouth, moved down along her chin and neck, and finally held the erection on her chest.

"Ah..." Lin Xiao raised his head and let out an uncontrollable moan.

Zhang Luan's tongue tip swirled flexibly around her most sensitive parts, sometimes sucking and sometimes biting, bringing her waves of numbness.

The warm mouth wrapped around her, and the teeth gently nibbled around her, causing a layer of fine shudders to spread throughout her body.

Under such stimulation, Lin Xiao almost forgot where he was, and his hands unconsciously inserted into Zhang Luan's short hair, pulling him closer to himself.

Every suck sent a jolt of electricity through her body, spreading from her chest to her entire body.

While Zhang Luan continued to caress from above, he freed one hand, unbuttoned his pants, and released his huge desire.

When Lin Xiao felt the hot, hard object between her legs, her sanity finally returned. "Do we really have to do this in the car?" she asked nervously and shyly, her voice trembling slightly.

"We're about to cross the border," Zhang Luan's voice was low and teasing, "Let's have a cross-border battle!"

He continued to suck her breasts, while one hand slid under her body, pushed aside the barrier of her panties, and touched that piece with his fingertips. "It seems you are ready for this!" He teased with a smile.

"But..." Lin Xiao wanted to say something, but Zhang Luan didn't give her the chance to hesitate. He easily grasped her waist and guided her body downward, letting himself slide slowly into that warm paradise.

"Hmm..." Lin Xiao bit her lower lip, trying hard to suppress the moan that was about to come out.

She was on Zhang Luan, with her hands on his shoulders. Her hair was scattered on the sides of her face due to the bumps, which could not hide the confusion in her eyes and the blush on her cheeks.

The slight bumps caused by the vehicle's movement made the two people's union deeper, bringing in waves of indescribable pleasure.

Zhang Luan's big hands tightly clasped her slender waist, guiding her up and down rhythm.

His eyes were fixed on her face, appreciating every change in her expression - from the initial nervousness and shyness, to the gradual immersion in the intoxication, and then to the uncontrollable intoxication.

"You are so beautiful..." he murmured.

Lin Xiao bit her lower lip, frowned slightly, and her whole body was flushed pink.

Her long hair swayed gently with her movements, sometimes covering and sometimes revealing her excited face.

Her hands had moved from Zhang Luan's shoulders to the back of his neck without her knowing it, her fingertips gently drawing circles there, and occasionally she unconsciously tightened her grip because of the overly strong feeling, leaving a few shallow marks.

Zhang Luan's breathing also became heavier, and his eyes became more and more fiery, as if he wanted to devour her whole body.

His palms wandered over her slender waist, sometimes stroking her soft breasts, sometimes reaching down to hold her perky breasts, guiding her movements to better match his own rhythm.

The scenery outside the car window passed by quickly, from mountains and forests to open plains, and then to the border checkpoints, but the two people in the car had no time to pay attention to the changes in the outside world.

They immersed themselves in this little world of their own, feeling each other's warmth and rhythm, and enjoying this exciting and sweet moment.

Lin Xiao's movements gradually became skillful and bold. She began to try to control the rhythm, sometimes slow and long, sometimes fast and intense, which made Zhang Luan let out a satisfied growl.

Every time he went deeper, she felt an unprecedented sense of fulfillment and satisfaction, and every time he withdrew, she felt an indescribable emptiness and longing.

Her body was completely open to him, accepting his giving without reservation, while also expressing her own desire and joy to the fullest.

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"call--"

Zhang Luan took a deep breath and returned to the other world.

He shook his head slightly, trying to regain consciousness.

Looking around, everything was exactly the same as before he left, but he needed to recall what had happened before.

Although several days had passed in the real world, in this alien world, everything remained the same as before he crossed over.

The soldiers on the city wall maintained their original postures, and the sound of fighting on the battlefield in the distance was still deafening. What was most eye-catching was that the messenger of death surrounded by black fog was still wandering on the battlefield, continuously transforming the fallen soldiers into his puppets.

The corpses that should have fallen to the ground were staggering to their feet, with ominous red light flashing in their eyes, joining the chaotic battle.

Each transformed puppet soldier mechanically waved his weapon like a puppet, attacking his former comrades, making the battlefield situation increasingly chaotic.

The puppet girl Edwige was still standing beside him, with that strange smile on her face, as if she knew what he had just experienced.

There was a gleam of excitement in his red eyes, and his slender fingers tapped restlessly on the edge of the city wall, the rhythm revealing a certain anticipation.

The situation on the battlefield was worse than before Zhang Luan left.

The Deathbringer has gathered a considerable number of golems, forming a strange army that mechanically and ruthlessly attacks the living soldiers.

The Death Messenger, surrounded by black fog, stood behind the puppet army, like an artist admiring his own work, his red eyes flickering in the black fog, emitting a creepy light.

Lina and the other dog-eared soldiers were still trying to carry the soldiers affected by his mental magic and transfer them to a safe place, but their actions seemed to be becoming more and more difficult as the Death Messenger's range of influence continued to expand.

"Then it depends on the master's strength!" Edwige's voice sounded in his mind again. Zhang Luan recalled their conversation just now and the "hot" scene that was interrupted.

"This is not difficult to solve!" Zhang Luan smiled slightly, with a confident look on his face.

Edwige's eyebrows raised slightly when she heard this. She'd only just said it casually, not expecting Zhang Luan to defeat such a powerful demon. But now, seeing his brimming confidence, she was startled. She seemed to see the shadow of an old friend in his face, which made her feel dazed and her heart beat wildly.

But soon, she shook her head gently, dispelling the unrealistic thoughts in her mind.

"Oh? I'm curious about how the master defeated the Death Messenger." Edwige's voice floated in Zhang Luan's mind. "I remember the last magician who destroyed the Death Messenger was your teacher, Alia, one of the seven strongest magicians in the entire continent!"

"My teacher? Alia?" Zhang Luan was slightly startled, a glint of memory flashing in his eyes. "Come to think of it, she went to take the trial to become a great magician. I don't know how she is doing. But no matter what, as her apprentice, I must not embarrass her!"

Zhang Luan smiled slightly and took out a specially made metal box from the space warehouse. A chill seeped out from the inside, making the surrounding air heavy.

"What is this?" Edwige asked curiously. She could feel the powerful coldness contained in the box, which far exceeded ordinary ice magic.

"Liquid nitrogen is an extremely cold substance, with a temperature that can reach -196 degrees Celsius," Zhang Luan explained with a hint of pride. "This is my secret weapon. This temperature is far beyond the reach of ordinary ice magic."

Edwige looked at the inconspicuous box in surprise. She could feel the terrifying low temperature contained within, which was cold enough to freeze the blood of the demons.

"But how do you get it to the Death Messenger?" Edwige asked in confusion.

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asked confusedly, "That distance is too far, and any creature that gets close to it will be mentally controlled."

Zhang Luan did not answer directly, but took out several devices from the space warehouse. These devices had four rotors and looked like some kind of aircraft.

"Agricultural drones," Zhang Luan said with a smile. "They are non-living things and won't be affected by the Death Messenger's mind control."

Edwige's eyes widened in surprise, obviously not fully understanding what he was saying.

Moreover, this strange shape was completely unlike any other device she had ever seen in the world.

She watched Zhang Luan skillfully fix the liquid nitrogen box on the drone, and then took out more drones and liquid nitrogen boxes from the space warehouse and assembled them repeatedly.

Soon, more than a dozen drones were neatly arranged on the city wall, each carrying a special box filled with liquid nitrogen.

Zhang Luan took out the controller and smiled at Edwige.

"Now, let's see how this Deathbringer handles our secret weapon!"

As Zhang Luan pressed the button, more than a dozen drones took off at the same time and flew towards the distant battlefield like a group of mechanical hummingbirds.

Their flight paths were carefully calculated, avoiding most of the dense battle areas and flying straight towards the messenger of death surrounded by black fog.

Edwige stared at the flying machines in amazement, a sight never before seen in their world.

Lina and others pointed at the drone in the sky in surprise, their faces full of curiosity and awe.

However, the chaos on the battlefield did not stop because of these strange flying machines.

When the archers on both sides saw these UFOs, they instinctively regarded them as threats under the control of the Death Messenger and shot arrows at them.

Some puppet magicians also released magic to attack these aircraft, preventing them from approaching the Death Messenger.

"Bang!" A drone was hit by a flaming arrow and exploded into a ball of sparks in the air. The liquid nitrogen box it was carrying also fell and hit the ground, releasing an extremely cold air that instantly froze a small area around it.

"Bang!" Another drone was hit by a lightning magic, its electronic equipment short-circuited, the rotor stopped rotating, and it fell directly from the air.

But even so, more than half of the drones successfully avoided the chaos on the battlefield and flew above the Death Messenger.

The Messenger of Death seemed to have noticed something unusual above. Black fog rolled up, and his blood-red eyes looked up at the drone in the sky.

It tried to control the flying objects with its mind, but this ability was obviously ineffective against non-living things, and the drones still hovered steadily above its head.

The Death Messenger let out an angry roar and commanded the surrounding puppet soldiers to raise their bows and arrows and shoot at the drones in the sky again.

But it was too late!

"Now!" Zhang Luan shouted and pressed a special button on the controller.

All the drones hovering above the Deathbringer simultaneously released the liquid nitrogen boxes they were carrying.

The box fell from a great height and shattered when it hit the black fog surrounding the Death Messenger, releasing the extremely cold liquid nitrogen inside.

A freezing liquid, at -196 degrees Celsius, rained down like raindrops, piercing the black fog and striking the Death Messenger directly. The ultra-low temperature instantly contrasted with the demon's fire properties, producing a dramatic thermal expansion and contraction effect.

"Ahhh!" The Death Messenger let out a scream that was enough to tear the soul apart. The black mist rolled violently, like ink thrown into boiling water, twisting irregularly.

The surface of its body began to freeze, and the black magic power was frozen into crystals, shattering and falling off bit by bit.

The power of extreme cold even penetrated its interior, freezing the black blood flowing in its body. The Death Messenger struggled, trying to use magic to resist the sudden cold, but the extreme low temperature was beyond its resistance.

As more liquid nitrogen poured down, the Death Messenger's movements became slower and slower, until it finally came to a complete stop, standing like a black ice sculpture in the center of the battlefield.

As the Deathbringer fell, a shockwave spread from its frozen body.

Those controlled puppet soldiers fell to the ground one after another like puppets with their strings cut. The red light in their eyes gradually went out, and they turned back into ordinary corpses.

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The battlefield suddenly became silent, with only the sound of the wind and the groans of the wounded.

The soldiers who were driven crazy by the Death Messenger's mental magic suddenly felt a huge sense of weakness as the control disappeared.

The anger and enthusiasm receded like the receding tide, leaving behind only extreme fatigue and emptiness.

Some of the elven and lizardman soldiers knelt on the ground, gasping for breath, while some could not even hold their weapons steadily, and the metal blades made crisp sounds when they fell to the ground.

After several hours of fierce fighting and attacks by the puppet army, only half of the 10,000-man army on each side remained, and the survivors had almost lost their combat effectiveness.

Zhang Luan stood on the city wall, watching the changes on the battlefield, and realized that this was a rare opportunity.

"Lina," he turned and shouted towards the city wall, "Lead your soldiers out of the city and take control of the battlefield now!"

Lina saluted, turned around and quickly gave orders.

Soon, the city gate slowly opened, and a reserve army composed of dog-eared women poured out.