In the depths of the quiet sea of consciousness, the sound of coitus echoed, making people blush and heartbeat. Wen Ai was trapped under Gu Shuye's body for three days and three nights before finally escaping from the sea of desire that he could never fill. At this time, Wen Ai's whole body was dripping wet, like a survivor who finally swam ashore, slumped in Gu Shuye's arms exhaustedly, almost unable to breathe from exhaustion.
Gu Shuye put on a coat casually, his muscular body was covered with a layer of sweat, and his well-defined wheat-colored muscles were shiny, like a sexy and vigorous beast. With a satisfied expression, he hugged Wen Ai and kissed gently: "Baby, good baby, you are so sweet."
The two sat facing each other, still maintaining the posture of riding. Wen Ai couldn't even open his eyelids, closed his eyes and said aggrievedly: "I don't worship you anymore, let alone promise you with your body, I want to go back on my word."
Gu Shuye knew that he had tormented Bao'er too hard, but when he thought of him being so loved by him that his eyes were red, and he was begging softly with tears while crying helplessly, Gu Shuye felt sick. Tighten up and feel like I haven't fucked enough.
"It's late." Gu Shuye helped him wipe off the semen splashed on his face, staring at the delicate face affectionately, "You are mine even before you go to bed, from the first moment we met, you were destined to be unable to escape .”
Wen Ai was so sleepy that he dealt with him in a weak voice: "How old was I at that time... You've been thinking about it... Sex embryo..."
"I really don't know." Gu Shuye himself also found it unbelievable, "It's just a small doll, but when you stumbled into my arms, I felt that this life was complete, and I wanted to hold you again And don't let go."
Wen Ai, who was half asleep and half awake, smiled contentedly, and stretched out her hand to fumble around his face in joy: "It's love at first sight... Hehe... I knew it..."
Gu Shuye grabbed his hand and kissed him. He looked so cute with the corners of his mouth upturned. Gu Shuye's mind faltered for a while, and he pinched his milky white body: "Since I was a child, I have been white, tender, tender and lively. People want to swallow it in one gulp, these years are getting older and the body is growing, how come it looks more like a glutinous rice ball than when I was a child?"
Wen Xiaotangyuan didn't make a sound, curled up in his arms and fell asleep.
"One thing is different from when I was a child." Gu Shuye murmured to himself, touched Wen Ai's slightly protruding belly, and with a light press, large streams of turbid liquid gushed out from between Wen Ai's buttocks. Gu Shuye's voice was full of lust, "I used to be a boring person, but now I'm full..."
Wen Ai, who was deep in sleep, didn't know that he was almost dragged away by Gu Shuye to rape his corpse. Fortunately, Gu Shuye still had some conscience left, so he cleaned him up with a wave of his hand, picked him up and left.
The depths of the sea of consciousness returned to tranquility. In the empty stone house, the soft couch was in a mess, and the night pearls scattered all over the floor were still stained with unknown mucus, which was extremely lewd.
Wen Ai's bowels have been remorseful lately, so he knew that Gu Shuye couldn't be easily allowed to cross the defensive line, as long as he started, he wouldn't be able to sleep peacefully in the future. Ever since the chaos in the stone cave, Gu Shuye has been pestering him every day for dual cultivation. Although it is true that his cultivation has skyrocketed, there must be a limit to everything. Unlike now, once the door is closed, it takes a day and a night to wait for him. After struggling to breathe, he crawled out to breathe some fresh air. The fishy smell from his body had not yet dissipated. Gu Shuye dragged him into the dark bedroom again, and taught him to practice hard.
Wen Ai stared at the shaking top of the bed wanting to cry without tears, thinking that this person was clearly using the name of cultivation to show off his animal lust.
After a month, Wen Ai felt sick when he saw cucumbers and eggplants, and when he saw Gu Shuye put his hands on his belt, he immediately trembled reflexively. However, after Gu Shuye's hard work, Wen Ai rose rapidly from the Qi refining stage, easily built a foundation, and then formed pills and infants very quickly, and even survived the thunder calamity on the bed. The realm that ordinary people can only achieve in hundreds of years, he condensed and completed it in just one month. Although it is inseparable from Gu Shuye's high cultivation base, it is enough to show how insane his frequency is. What's more, everyone in the Demon Palace is watching, so they may not know how to arrange their affair in private.
Wen Ai was so ashamed that he always wanted to kick Gu Shuye off the bed, but Gu Shuye was proud of it, grabbed his leg and turned him over, and when he stepped forward to enter, he slapped his buttocks: " You can advance all the way by sticking your ass, a good thing that many people can't ask for? I have worked hard to serve you, and you are still not happy with me."
Wen Ai knelt down on the bed, put his backhand on Gu Shuye's lower abdomen, trying to push him away, and was about to cry: "Anyway, I didn't beg, whoever begged you, go with whom!"
"Tsk." Gu Shuye bumped hard, "Say it again?"
Wen Ai burst into tears on the spot, with teardrops pattering down: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
He cried and convulsed, and a certain part of his body shrank accordingly. Gu Shuye's scalp was numb, and he was intoxicated: "My little brother only recognizes your butt, and it's useless for anyone else to stick it out." .”
Wen Ai was sobbing pitifully, Gu Shuye leaned over and kissed his face, breathed heavily and said: "Be good, don't make trouble with me because of this, I fucked you for your own good, Now you are only in the Nascent Soul stage, I have to fuck you until you become a god, fit into a body, Mahayana... "
He blew viciously into Wen Ai's ear: "Fuck until the ascension, fuck the fairy world."
"Stop talking." Wen Ai covered his ears, he could almost imagine Gu Shuye's evil expression at this time, and said helplessly, "My body has been defiled by you, so don't rape my spirit anymore. "
Gu Shuye was amused by him, swallowed back the dirty words in his mouth, and concentrated on defiled his body.
Wen Ai stood on the sword, his robe was rattling by the wind. When Fuluo Island was finally too small to see, he realized that he had really escaped. In fact, he ran away before, but Gu Shuye watched him too closely, and soon found that he was gone. Once he was caught, he would not be able to get out of bed for three days.
This time Wen Ai learned a little bit smarter, taking advantage of Gu Shuye's relaxation after releasing him, he cast an illusion on him. Originally, Wen Ai didn't hold out much hope, after all his illusion was taught by Gu Shuye, and he hadn't been trained yet, who would have thought that once he used it, Gu Shuye would actually be tricked.
Wen Ai kept looking back, repeatedly confirming that no one was chasing him, excited and at the same time a little uneasy. In the past when he ran away, Gu Shuye only took it for fun, but this time is different, Gu Shuye will be very angry when he wakes up.
The buttocks were still aching, Wen Ai thought for a moment, just get angry, and Gu Shuye should be taught a lesson, otherwise he wouldn't take it seriously no matter how he resisted. This time he managed to escape, if Gu Shuye couldn't get rid of his stinking behavior, he would never go back! What a shame!
After crossing the seventy-two sea area, Wen Ai landed, found a nearby inn, sat in the room for a long time, didn't know where to go for a while, thought about it, and finally took out the sound transmission talisman to contact Fu Qingfei.
"Yuanxiao?" Fu Qingfei was very surprised, he didn't expect that after a few months, little uncle Waste Chai would use the sound transmission talisman.
While fiddling with the teacup, Wen Ai asked, "Where are you now? Are you still practicing?"
"I have returned to the Qingzong, and I just returned a few days ago." Fu Qingfei replied, and began to question the teacher, "You still have the nerve to contact me, but you left me suddenly without saying goodbye, but I was anxious to death, so it was Gu Ye. I sent word that you were with him."
"The situation was urgent at that time..." Wen Ai paused, "Let's not talk about this, have you been a sect recently?"
"No more." Fu Qingfei said, "Why, Gu Shu and Gu Ye don't think it's enough to accompany you, so you still want to drag me along?"
"Ah?" Wen Ai was at a loss, "Eldest senior brother is not with me, we are together."
Fu Qingfei gasped: "But Daoist Changzhao went down the mountain after he returned to the sect. He said it was Yunyou, and everyone guessed that he was looking for you."
Wen Ai's eyes lit up: "Master is back?"
Fu Qingfei: "It's been half a month since I came back, and now I'm handling the clan affairs alone, with a gloomy face every day, all the disciples in the Jiange are complaining, so don't come back, or bring Gu Shu back."
Wen Aixin said, how could she not return? Now that Gu Shuye's two strands of consciousness have left the sect, and there is a master sitting in Jiange, he does not believe that Gu Shuye can easily take him back.
At this moment, the wireless cord around his waist rang, and Wen Ai's hair stood on end, his brow covered with white sweat.
The bell vibrates at high speed, one after another, as if urged. It has rang countless times along the way, and the ringing is more urgent every time. Wen Ai can feel Gu Shuye's vigorous anger from thousands of miles away, so he picks the bell and throws it into the storage bag with a guilty conscience, and leaves in a hurry departure.
Wen Ai hurried all the way back to Shang Qingzong, fearing that he would be caught by Gu Shuye if he was too slow, and when he saw the guardian formation from a distance, he thought of a question, how would he explain his cultivation
Master, I went to bed with my senior brother, did he fuck my cultivation base
Wen Ai hugged his small head and had a headache, but before he was in pain for long, countless lightning-like dark clouds passed over his head, and flew towards the direction of the Jiange at a very high speed. After a while, the entire Jiange was covered by the overwhelming black clouds.
This scene is very familiar - it's Thunder Tribulation!
Wen Ai had never seen such a big thunderstorm. He was so far away, and he could feel the coercion from the rolling thunderclouds. It was actually ninety-nine heavenly robberies.
Looking at the entire Shangqing sect, the closest thing to ascension is Daoist Changzhao, but Master only broke through Mahayana ten years ago, so why is he soaring so soon
Wen Ai didn't have time to think about it, and went back with the sword as fast as possible.
The entire sword pavilion was bounded by the real Changzhao, and the disciples with low cultivation were driven away, and the rest of the crowd dared to step on the sword and watch from a distance.
Wen Ai circled around the barrier, flustered and not knowing what to do. Ninety-nine heavenly tribulations are no small matter. Once the tribulation fails, the body will die, and the path will disappear. In serious cases, it will even hurt the soul, and there will be no chance to seize the body and start again.
"Xiao'er." The real Changzhao on the top of the mountain found him, and the majestic voice came from afar, "Don't do anything stupid, retreat quickly, I can handle it as a teacher."
Wen Ai also knew that he couldn't stay for long, the thunder would strike at any time, so after thinking about it, throw all the spiritual treasures that he found when he escaped from the floating palace into the sky, forming a bright belt of light on the top of the mountain, hoping that they can help the master block Go to some damage.
As soon as Wen Ai retreated to a safe area, the thunder tribulation started. After a thrilling movement, the dark clouds cleared, revealing the clear sky, and a beam of golden light poured down from the sky. Accompanied by the melodious fairy sound, he greeted the long photo who ascended into a fairy real person.
"One pig!" The system suddenly called out, "I can feel Best's energy, right inside that golden light."
Wen Ai was enlightened immediately, that's right, the acme of this illusion is to become a fairy, if you want to break through the formation, you have to ascend first.
"Master..." Wen Ai looked at the real Changzhao slowly rising in the sky, his vision was a little blurred.
Daoist Changzhao seemed to have sensed something, looked down at him, his kind eyes fell on him, paused suddenly, and looked him inquiringly twice.
Immortal's vision penetrates all things, and the devilish energy in Wen Ai's dantian can't be hidden no matter what, Changzhao Daoist sighed: "Xiao'er, you can take care of yourself from now on."
Only the pavilion master and his personal disciples can enter and leave the place above the mountainside of Jiange, and now Wen Ai is alone here, empty and quiet.
Wen Ai would meditate when he had nothing to do, but it was a pity that he was sitting at home, and the disaster came from the sky. On this day, a group of elders broke into the Jiange, took blood from his fingertips without any explanation, and dripped it into a white jade plate.
"It's black! It's black!" An elder pointed at the white jade plate and shouted, "It's really demonic!"
"No wonder the cultivation base has risen so fast! It turns out that he has gone in a crooked way!"
In the contemptuous eyes of everyone, Wen Ai looked confused.
The leading elder in yellow said: "Everyone heard what Brother Changzhao said when he ascended. You have always cultivated slowly. It is really strange that you have advanced to the Nascent Soul stage after not seeing you for a few months. Now the jade plate is black, and the truth is revealed. You are the direct descendant of Jiange, but you have cultivated a whole body of magic skills, come and take him to the Broken Bones Prison!"
Several disciples came up and bound Wen Ai's hands and feet with black iron chains. Wen Ai struggled and said, "I haven't harmed anyone, so why do you imprison me! Where's Elder Fu Dong? You let him come out and make a decision!"
The bigger the sect is, the more filthy places there are, not to mention the brutal competition in the Shang Qing sect, those who can climb up are not those who are merciful and merciless, but Wen Ai is too well protected, and has never seen such filth.
Now the position of suzerain is vacant, and Changzhao's proud disciple is wandering around again, only Wen Ai is left, and those with evil intentions will of course attack him. Elder Fudong and others who had always supported Jiange were either sent away or imprisoned in the Broken Bones Prison.
A rebellion had already quietly eroded the entire sect.
Those ferocious disciples dragged Wen Ai to leave, Wen Ai struggled to touch the bell on his waist, but found nothing in his hand, and only then remembered that Wireless had been thrown into the storage bag by himself.
The other disciples of Jiange saw that the junior uncle was being bullied, and drew their swords one after another. Seeing that the fierce battle was about to break out, a disciple suddenly stumbled over and shouted in panic: "Elder! Something is wrong!"
Elder Huang Yi said sternly: "Say!"
"The demonic army is suppressing the land! The Fuluo Palace is coming!"