Di Kui stopped, looked at Shang Ke in his arms, and looked at the door.
Huo Xuan stood outside the door, two dark eyes focused on the door, as if looking at the people inside.
The fragile door made a creaking sound under the gaze of the two, as if it might be torn apart at any time.
The coercion around them is rising, and the air is stagnant, making people breathless. Shang Ke could only feel the qi and blood surging, the pain in both eyes, and it was unbearably uncomfortable. These two people didn't use their abilities, and their energy alone was enough to kill the invisible.
Di Kui's muscles swelled, his sharp fingernails shone with a purple-black cold light, and a strong fighting spirit erupted from his body, like a beast ready to attack at any time. A bite on his chin.
what? Di Kui's momentum eased, and he glanced at Shang Ke distractedly. As a result, Huo Xuan, who was outside the door, took advantage of this distraction.
Shang Ke sensed that Di Kui was about to fight back again, and hurriedly fumbled for the bottle, only to find that the bottle he was carrying with him had just been handed to Di Kui, and was crushed into scum by him.
He turned his heart away, raised his head and kissed Di Kui's lips, trying his best to attract his attention.
Di Kui was really distracted again, and turned his attention to Shang Ke again, and the violent aura that had soared eased down again.
Shang Ke's lips and tongue made him happy, and he couldn't help but immerse himself in it. He stretched out his arm, held Shang Ke up, and eagerly responded to his kiss.
The two who were immersed in the kiss did not realize that there was a faint barrier around them, isolating the energy circling and dancing in the air, forming a small independent world.
Although it was not the first time to kiss, Di Kui's movements were still so simple and rude. In order to save his tongue, Shang Ke saw the opportunity to withdraw.
Di Kui grunted in dissatisfaction and was about to chase when he heard Huo Xuan's voice coming from outside the door: "Shang Ke, are you alright?"
Huo Xuan hadn't planned to look for the master who fought against him before, until he found out that his breath was hidden in the building where Shang Ke lived, and then he decided to come and take a look.
Coming here, Huo Xuan immediately noticed that there was a master hiding nearby. Although it is not sure whether it is in a decent room, the distance is definitely not more than 50 meters. Originally thought that he could be forced out, but the other party's breath disappeared without warning in the middle, replaced by a golden light belonging to Shang Ke.
Because he was worried that Shang Ke would be hurt, Huo Xuan did not withdraw his power, but asked aloud.
When Di Kui heard Huo Xuan's voice, a trace of tyranny flashed in his eyes. Shang Ke was about to answer, but he was arrogantly blocked.
With a teleportation, Di Kui's general Shang Ke pressed against the wall, increasing the intensity of the kiss, and Shang Ke couldn't help but let out a low moan in pain.
Huo Xuan's ears were astonishing. Hearing the moan, he raised his foot and planned to break into the door.
"...I'm fine!" Shang Ke's slightly suppressed voice sounded at the right time, stopping his steps.
Huo Xuan listened attentively, there was the sound of breathing, the sound of heartbeat, the sound of sucking shun, the sound of cloth rubbing, and the sound of the body colliding lightly.
Huo Xuan's face was a little ugly, and he wanted to rush in to see what happened, but the vague sense of danger in his heart made him hesitate.
In the room, Shang Ke was pressed against the wall by Di Kui, kissing rudely, the strength on his hands gradually increased, the clothes were torn apart horribly, and sharp fingernails drew bloodstains on Shang Ke's skin.
If it weren't for Huo Xuan's power barrier, it is estimated that a new round of zombie riots would be triggered.
Shang Ke restrained himself from screaming, and realized that Huo Xuan's breath had not disappeared, he couldn't help but sigh: Why didn't he leave! The zombie king on his body has already kissed fierce "sex", the hard object between his legs kept poking under him, his pants were torn by him, and the skin was burning with pain.
Shang Ke began to guess whether he would be scratched by his fingernails and suffocate his throat and suffocate to death, or would he be suffocated by his kiss, or would he be pierced through his stomach by his "kill weapon"
The more he thought about it, the more infiltrating he felt, and Shang Ke planned to stand up. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked Di Kui's back, as if he was grooming a pet.
While his muscles were relaxing, Shang Ke struggled to free his lips from his shackles. Before he caught him, he quickly shifted his position and started kissing his chin, Adam's apple, collarbone, pectoral muscles...
Di Kui's body, which had just been relaxed, tensed up again, resting his hands on the wall, quietly watching Shang Ke's movements.
"Kissing should be like this..." Shang Ke explained while demonstrating.
"Stroking should be like this..." Shang Ke's hand slowly slid over Di Kui's strong muscles.
"Control the strength, don't hurt the opponent." Shang Ke took Di Kui's hand, carefully avoiding his fingernails, and gently bit his fingers.
Feeling that the fingers were wrapped in a warm breath, Di Kui's body quickly rose up with a tingling pleasure.
His eyes became hot, his desire became more and more fiery, an eager growl came out of his throat, and his body pushed forward subconsciously, only to hear a "click", and the wall that Shang Ke stepped down was poked with a pothole...
Shang Ke: ... I can't have a good time, is it too late to stop now
Seeing that he was not moving, Di Kui poked at the wall a few times. The poor wall, the pure first time, was dedicated to the murderous zombie king.
Shang Ke secretly swore that he would never let this zombie king pass the ultimate level of mating! As the big boss guarding the gate, he must ensure that he is not pushed to death.
So, I can only feel sorry for the wall brother... (Wall: I despise you on behalf of all the wall compatriots in the world! You are actually trying to train a zombie king who specializes in "strong" walls. It's crazy! We don't carry this tragic pot!)
Although Shang Ke's voice was small, it did not escape Huo Xuan's ears. With just a few words, you can probably guess what the people inside are doing.
Huo Xuan clenched his fists tightly, feeling a little tight in his chest for no reason, and his breath was also disordered.
As the noise inside became more and more intense, Huo Xuan couldn't stay any longer, with a wave of his arm, he instantly disappeared in place.
The pressure in the room dissipated as Huo Xuan left.
Finally gone... After Shang Ke breathed a sigh of relief, he began to concentrate on dealing with the "sexy" zombie king in front of him.
The clothes of the two have been torn to pieces, and the wall behind them is also bumpy, with gravel rolling down from time to time, Shang Ke has scars all over his body, blood slid across, and a bright color is rendered on his fair skin.
Under the guidance of Shang Ke's patience, Di Kui's movements became gentle, and he no longer hurt him as often as before.
However, such slow comfort obviously could not satisfy Di Kui. He wanted to swallow the person in his arms, but he didn't know how to take it. He always felt that the conventional "eating" method could not satisfy his appetite.
How should we "eat"? Di Kui, who couldn't get relief, became irritable, and the wall was smashed by him.
The mercenary who lived next door didn't dare to take a breath when he heard the movement. They were imprisoned by the coercion of the master just now, and they did not dare to move at all. Now that the coercion has disappeared, how can they dare to stay here? They packed up and fled the crumbling building.
The room was messed up by Di Kui, but Shang Ke unexpectedly didn't have any new wounds on his body. However, he also realized that the development of things was a little out of control. Di Kui was so excited this time that even the zombies who smelled blood did not dare to approach.
At this moment, Shang Ke doesn't know whether it is more regretful or more thrilling.
But since that was the case, Shang Ke simply threw away all the morals, gritted his teeth, and started helping Di Kui with his handwork.
As long as he doesn't enter, he believes that his life can still be saved.
Under Shang Ke's caress, Di Kui's heat and hardness increased sharply, almost breaking his fingers.
But after a minute or two, Shang Ke couldn't do it anymore. He was too concerned about the tolerance of his palms and the durability of his fingers.
When Di Kui saw him stop, he took the initiative to pull his hand to his murder weapon, and then like a courtesy, he planned to help Shang Kelu, which scared him to avoid quickly.
If this is slapped by him, it will leave a psychological shadow for several lifetimes!
Di Kui seemed to have a skin disease. He kept rubbing against him, and his movements that were soft at first began to become rude.
Shang Ke really wanted to explode on the spot.
He looked around, planning to find a more comfortable way to die, and he was done.
"Ah!" While distracted, Shang Ke felt a pain underneath, and a certain part seemed to be hit by a crooked punch.
Di Kui paused for a moment, then leaned over to smell it, then a flash of excitement flashed on his face, and he squeezed forward again with a hard waist.
"Wait!" Shang Ke hurriedly stopped.
Di Kui didn't want to stop, he wanted to drive straight in.
Shang Ke saw that this guy was actually self-taught, knowing that he was doomed this time, so he said helplessly: "You lie down and don't move, I'll do it myself."
Di Kui actually lay down obediently, with his limbs wide open, with a generous expression of "you can come."
Shang Ke's gaze slowly swept across him, although he couldn't judge from his breath, his body seemed to have made a choice for him. If Di Kui was not his lover, how could he willingly do such a thing with him
He has only one lover. If he recognizes Di Kui, then even if Huo Xuan has a similar aura, and even has a mole on his palm, he has nothing to hesitate. If it turns out that he still admits the wrong person in the end, then... let him die!
Shang Ke sat on Di Kui's waist, leaned over to kiss his lips, and then went all the way down.
Di Kui watched his movements, his breathing became rapid, his eyes were filled with anticipation, excitement, and some confusion.
Shang Ke slowly raised his waist and sat down a little... The pain of tearing made him take a deep breath, but fortunately, his body had good toughness, and it wasn't as difficult as he imagined. After getting used to it for a while, he continued to sink. Halfway through, Shang Ke felt that he had reached his limit.
At this moment, Di Kui suddenly turned over and sat up, but Shang Ke was caught off guard and engulfed it all.
Shang Ke fell into Di Kui's arms in pain, and Di Kui hugged him, restrained his excitement, and trembled slightly.
After completing the most difficult step, the following process is relatively simple. Although this was Di Kui's first attempt, it was rare that he did not gallop freely, otherwise even his iron body would have to be pierced by him.
Under the guidance of Shang Ke and the cooperation of Di Kui, the two completed a battle of blood and tears.
The last few times, Di Kui completely turned into a wild horse that didn't know how to control it.
After finishing it, Shang Ke had broken limbs, and his body was covered with scars and hickeys.
Despite the tragic tragedies, he still survived, at least for the first five minutes after Di Kui's internal shot.
Five minutes later, Shang Ke's skin gradually turned gray-white, and patches of corpse began to appear, his pupils were dilated, his blood was stagnant, and finally, he stopped breathing.
Di Kui's heart tightened, and the joy he had just been satisfied with disappeared in an instant, and a strange sense of fear quickly engulfed his heart.
"Shang Ke..." He hesitantly reached out his hand, wanting to touch his face.
At this moment, the person in his arms took a sharp breath, the pupils that were originally godless refocused, and the spots on the skin were also dissipating little by little.
Di Kui felt his heart beating again. At that moment, he completely forgot that this person could be resurrected...