Jiang Wushu's pretty blushing face turned cold instantly, "Batu, remember your identity."
He was just a slave, so what qualifications did he have to touch her body
"Yes." Batu lowered his head stiffly.
"Your Highness, do you need me to clean him up and change the washing water for you?"
"No need." Jiang Wushu said, with an unpredictable gloom on his face, "It's important to complete the emperor's order first.
You go to the First Academy now and bring a message to Baili Qingxue, telling him that Yun Qingyan is trapped in the ghost forest of Fei's family. "
As for whether Baili Qingxue would believe it, she believed that Baili Qingxue would verify it himself.
"Yes." Batu lowered his head respectfully.
"Go." Jiang Wushu waved his hand.
Batu took the order and left, closing the door behind him.
Jiang Wushu stayed alone in a dimly lit room.
She looked at the withered human corpse beneath her with complicated eyes.
She was still connected to him, not separated.
His white hands touched the dry face of the person beneath him.
The white and delicate hands formed a sharp contrast with the dry and wrinkled skin.
His fingers traced it carefully, as if he wanted to depict his original appearance through the bones.
This is her first man.
He was good to her and had good talents.
With his cultivation and talent, if he were placed in the Southern Border Kingdom, even her father would treat him with courtesy.
She never thought about sucking him dry, but she didn't know what was wrong and couldn't control her body.
Jiang Wushu seemed very quiet, the dim light shone on her body, casting an inexplicable shadow.
"What's wrong? Can't bear to part with this pretty boy?" A feminine male voice sounded, and a charming-looking man emerged from Jiang Wushu's bracelet. He was obviously a man, but he didn't have the masculinity of a man at all. Instead, he looked feminine. of softness.
His chin was pointed, his eyes were as slender as a fox's, and his lips were extremely red, as if they were stained with rouge.
The hands touched Jiang Wushu's shoulders, he leaned his pointed chin on her shoulders, and said with a smile, "Wushu, you did a good job this time.
That's how it should be.
Use your body to draw on their power.
They should bow down under your body and contribute their lives, cultivation, and strength to you. "
"Did you do it?!" Jiang Wushu turned around suddenly and faced the man who suddenly appeared.
Her face was twisted into something ferocious.
"What did I do?" The man with a body like a water snake looked puzzled, but with a gloating smile on his face, "I was just following His Highness' orders to teach you."
"He's dead..." Jiang Wushu clenched her teeth tightly, her eyes filled with violence, looking very angry, "Did you do it?!
It was you who drained his vitality and all his cultivation!
I obviously never thought about killing him! "
Setulus was originally the weapon spirit of the magic weapon Lust. After losing the body of the magic weapon, she was placed in her body by the imperial brother and used her body as his container!
From then on, he harassed her all the time!
"Why are you so angry?" Thrastus raised his hand with long nails and pinched Jiang Wushu's chin, his smiling eyes almost narrowed to a slit, "I'm just teaching you."
He pulled Jiang Wushu up from Lin Zixiao and possessed her.
"Hmm." Jiang Wushu groaned, but was immediately sealed in the mouth by the other person's lips and tongue.
She wanted to resist, but she could only let out a small cry.
Compared to her passiveness and pitifulness, there was a dissociated silence on her face. The smile on her face was exactly the same as before, as if it was carved from the same mold, and the expression on her face had not changed at all.
It seems that the person reflected in Jiang Wushu's pupils is not him. His face has the indifference of a bystander, no, even more indifferent than the bystander!
Long nails slid across Jiang Wushu's face, and a deep voice escaped from his throat. There was not even a trace of emotion in the voice, which was in sharp contrast to the person under him.
"A woman will always have different feelings for her first man."
His sharp nails dug into Jiang Wushu's face, and a faint trace of blood oozed out. His voice was cold, and his slender eyes glanced at Lin Zixiao's body.
"Just like you were reluctant to kill this pretty boy. I killed him for you, so you should be grateful to me."
Hearing these words, Jiang Wushu didn't know where she was stimulated. She raised her head and took a bite of Serastu.
Thrastus narrowed his eyes in pain, his eyes became more cruel and cruel, "Do you really think of yourself as His Highness's sister
You are just a despicable demonized human being, how dare you bite me? "
"It seems that the lesson I gave you was not enough!" The last cold voice fell. . .
"Ah!!" Jiang Wushu let out a miserable scream, clutching the bedcloth tightly with both hands, her eyes blurred and scattered.
Her hair was scattered, and the fragrant sweat dripped from her temples, soaking the mattress beneath her.
Those confused eyes looked to the right without focus. Half a palm away from her face, there was a mummy lying on it. On the withered and sunken flesh, a pair of startled and resentful eyes suddenly opened. With.
This man had done the same thing as her here just now.
Now, he has almost lost all vitality, his eyes are wide open, hopeless and resentful.
"Crunch." Suddenly, the head turned in the direction of Jiang Wushu, and its abrupt eyes stared at her with resentment.
Meanwhile, Thrastus was like a wild beast. . .
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"Reflection?" Thrastus, who was lying on top of her, looked at Lin Zixiao's body with interest. He pressed one hand on Lin Zixiao's head, and a burst of black mist spread from his hand.
"No... don't!" Jiang Wushu paralyzed her body. Her body was as limp as mud twice, but she still raised her hand to stop Thrastu.
But now it's too late!
Shrouded in black mist, Lin Zixiao's body had disappeared without a trace.
Thrastu's face was expressionless, his long nails dug into Jiang Wushu's chin, and he lectured, "This human corpse will only bring you trouble. Letting him disappear without a trace is the best choice for you." .”
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